Zhang Tie had imagined countless times what it would be like to ride in a car for the first time, but Zhang Tie never expected that the first time he would ride in a car would be in a vehicle of the Norman Empire's Iron Horn Legion.
As the head of Black Flame City Prison, Captain Quinn owns his own car, a " Lynx " off-road vehicle produced by the Norman Empire. Compared with ordinary steam-powered vehicles on the market, the " Lynx " off-road vehicle has a higher chassis, stronger off-road performance, more power, and more powerful performance.
Although both use steam power, military vehicles have configurations and performance that ordinary civilian vehicles cannot match. The steam power unit equipped on this " Lynx " allows the vehicle to maintain a speed of 80 kilometers per hour in the field.
Captain Quinn was initially worried that Zhang Tie might take the opportunity to escape or cause some trouble, but after getting into the vehicle, he found that Zhang Tie's attention was entirely focused on his SUV, ignoring him, the captain, and instead chatting more and more amiably with the corporal driving the car. While mentally cursing Zhang Tie as a "country bumpkin from Black Flame City " countless times, Captain Quinn's worries gradually disappeared.
Captain Quinn was somewhat skeptical that such a man could be an enemy of the Empire, a potential sabotage. However, appearances can be deceiving. This man didn't seem like the type to be suspicious or hostile towards the Empire. But judging from his age and appearance, Captain Quinn couldn't see anything about him that could attract the attention of the God of War of War.
Iron-Blood Dark Force? Even among the elite soldiers of the Iron Horn Legion, less than one percent could master it. How could this country bumpkin from Black Flame City, who had never seen the world, possibly have mastered it? Captain Quinn sighed inwardly, utterly baffled.
Could it be that the God of God of War has favored him?
Captain Quinn felt a chill run down his spine.
Captain Quinn drove Zhang Tie directly to the headquarters of the 39th Division under the Iron Horn Legion in Black Flame City. Just two months ago, this place was the general headquarters of the Black Flame City Guard.
The garrison was heavily guarded, with dozens of armored vehicles of various types parked outside. In addition to these steel monsters, there were also quite a few Iron Horn Beast that Zhang Tie had seen from afar a few weeks ago. Of course, the most numerous people here were Normans dressed in dark red uniforms, either guarding or coming and going.
Captain Quinn's car pulled up directly in front of the headquarters building. Quinn jumped out, beckoned to a second lieutenant standing below, whispered a few words, and the lieutenant glanced at Zhang Tie before quickly leaving. Less than half a minute later, four burly soldiers appeared with the lieutenant. After handing Zhang Tie over to the lieutenant and the four soldiers, Captain Quinn departed.
Zhang Tie was then taken by the four soldiers and the lieutenant to a small room with a sign that read "Interrogation Room" on the first floor of a building next to the headquarters building.
Once the iron door to the interrogation room closed, four soldiers stood outside. Zhang Tie was left alone in the interrogation room once again.
Regardless, the environment here is a hundred times better than that stinking, three-story Black Dungeon.
Sunlight streamed in through the narrow window, which was about two meters high, in the interrogation room. Zhang Tie stood in that sunlight, his eyes closed, his head raised, seemingly enjoying it, quietly basking in the warm sunlight.
The 39th Mixed Division of the Norman Empire's Iron Horn Legion. Number of men: 25,000. Division Commander: Colonel Leibniz. If nothing unexpected happens, this unit will be stationed in Black Flame City —is this the prelude to the chaos Jerome spoke of?
Thinking of the fear on his parents' faces when he was taken away yesterday, Zhang Tie's heart ached again.
When Captain Quinn returned to Black Flame City Prison, he discovered that in the short time he had been away, several uninvited guests had appeared. One was a bastard from the Military Control Committee, and the others, judging by their armbands, belonged to the Scout Battalion. The Military Control Committee bastard looked somewhat embarrassed, while the Scout Battalion members were furious.
Upon seeing Captain Quinn, the uninvited guests immediately saluted Quinn.
What are these people doing on my turf?
"What are you doing here? What's the matter?" Captain Quinn's expression was not good because of Zhang Tie's matter, and his tone was somewhat harsh.
"Here's the thing, Captain Quinn. The Military Control Committee sent someone over yesterday to escort a young Hua Clan man named Zhang Tie. There might have been some misunderstanding. We're here to take him away!" The lieutenant from the Military Control Committee said as he handed Captain Quinn a document issued by the Military Control Committee authorizing the release of a person.
"I'm sorry, this person is no longer in prison?" Captain Quinn said curtly.
"What, is he dead?" A young Scout Battalion soldier stepped forward excitedly, stumbling slightly. Normally, speaking directly to an officer like this was absolutely forbidden, but seeing the excited young soldier who appeared to have a leg injury, Captain Quinn didn't mind. Instead, he asked with some curiosity, "What, you two know each other?"
Salwei seemed to realize he had been somewhat impolite, and at this moment he sobered up a bit. "Reporting, sir, that man saved my life a few days ago. I was on a mission at the time and didn't have a chance to thank him. And just today, when I went to his house, I learned that he had been falsely accused and imprisoned..."
Salwei gave a brief account of what happened.
Captain Quinn understood the bond between soldiers, for he had been a soldier himself. For these soldiers, the strongest bonds and friendships in the world were forged with blood and lives. No wonder the young soldier was so moved.
Captain Quinn was surprised to learn that the kid had such a past, having saved soldiers from the Iron Horn Legion. He suddenly felt much better, and his expression softened.
"Corporal, don't panic! That young man isn't dead; he's at headquarters now!"
"Headquarters?" Several Norman Empire soldiers were somewhat stunned.
"Don't you know who you arrested yesterday?" Captain Quinn said to the lieutenant from the Military Control Committee.
The lieutenant from the Military Control Committee looked at Captain Quinn with a somewhat blank expression. "Could it be that besides saving the Iron Horn Legion soldiers, that person did something else?"
"I don't know if he did anything else, but I think Colonel Leibniz will send you to explain to him soon!"
After saying that, seeing the lieutenant's sudden change in expression, Captain Quinn found himself completely relieved. Those bastards from the Military Control Committee had almost ruined him this time, and he didn't want to reveal the truth so quickly. It would be good for those bastards from the Military Control Committee to worry about it for a while.
The others looked bewildered, wondering why Zhang Tie would be at the 39th Division headquarters at this time. However, now that they knew Zhang Tie was alive, Salwei and the others were completely relieved.
For the Zhang Family, Zhang Tie's matter was a catastrophe, but for the Military Control Committee and Captain Quinn, it was merely a near miss or a potential disaster. However, by the time it reached Colonel Leibniz, commander of the 39th Mixed Division of the Iron Horn Legion of the Norman Empire, it had become an amusing little incident.
Four hours later, before lunch, Leibniz's staff officer seized the opportunity to give Leibniz a brief report on Zhang Tie's case. The report, condensed by the staff officer, was in less than 100 words, and was finished in a mere half-minute. Those 100 words included information about Zhang Tie's family background, Samira's reasons for accusing Zhang Tie, the details of Zhang Tie's rescue of Salwei, and everything that had happened from Zhang Tie's arrest yesterday until today.
From the moment Colonel Leibniz picked up his exquisite white porcelain teacup to take a sip of tea until he put it down, the staff officer had already finished his report and was awaiting his instructions on how to handle the matter.
"Is this little guy at headquarters?"
"Yes!"
Colonel Leibniz found the whole thing fascinating. A boy who had grown up in a poor, remote place like Black Flame City had actually caught the attention of the God of War and had so many interactions with his division. The whole affair was simply intriguing. When he returned to Nottingham, this would be a great topic of conversation at parties; the ladies of Nottingham would love to hear such legendary tales from the countryside. So Leibniz stood up from his chair. "Let's go see!"
A few minutes later, Colonel Leibniz met Zhang Tie, Zhang Tie in turn met the middle-aged man in his fifties who was wearing a military uniform, but was overweight, with half of his hair already gray, and sporting a neatly trimmed mustache. Colonel Leibniz asked Zhang Tie only one question, "Tell me, how were you able to ignite three Bright Point in just two months and cultivate the Iron-Blood Dark Force?"
This question hits the nail on the head. When Zhang Tie was chased by wolves and jumped into the black hole during the trial, his strength was at the first-level Battle Soldier. No one knows when Zhang Tie ignited the Divine Palace Bright Point, so the only certain information is that Zhang Tie ignited three Bright Point within two months, advancing three levels in a row.
Knowing he would have to face this problem sooner or later, Zhang Tie was already prepared.
"When I was undergoing the Loner Trial, I was almost able to ignite my second Bright Point. Then, on the fifth day of my Loner Trial, it rained in Wild Wolf Valley. While I was sheltering from the rain, I was struck by lightning on the mountain. When I woke up, I found that I seemed to be igniting Bright Point much faster, and my strength had also increased considerably. My Iron-Blood Divine Fist, which I had been practicing, was also progressing very rapidly!"
Zhang Tie's answer greatly satisfied Leibniz. In Leibniz view, it was the only reasonable explanation. Although rare, it was not uncommon for people to be struck by lightning and develop strange abilities. In medicine, there was even a specific term for these people who developed various bizarre abilities after being struck by lightning— Acquired Electrocution Syndrome!
Colonel Leibniz found Zhang Tie's answer even more interesting than the story he was trying to conceive. Although the proportion of people who could cultivate Iron-Blood Dark Force was small, there were still about two hundred men in the entire 39th Division with this ability. Therefore, Zhang Tie's ability was not rare. Even if a level four Battle Soldier had some extraordinary experiences and cultivated Iron-Blood Dark Force, he could not truly catch Colonel Leibniz's eye. This was not what made Colonel Leibniz truly value Zhang Tie. However, in the entire Norman Empire's army, no commander or general would complain about having too many people in their troops who were favored and watched over by the God of War.
"Lucky little fellow, I hereby announce that you have been recruited by the Norman Empire's Iron Horn Legion. According to the Norman Empire law, you are now a member of the 39th Division. In the Norman Empire's army, all those fortunate enough to be favored by the God of War begin their glorious military careers as second lieutenants. Therefore, you are now the youngest second lieutenant in the 39th Division..." Colonel Leibniz thought his idea was brilliant. It would make the story he was going to tell in Nottingham even more exciting and captivating, making him appear even more imposing in the eyes of those noble ladies, and leaving no room for criticism. After speaking to Zhang Tie, Colonel Leibniz turned to his staff officer and instructed, "Take him to complete the enlistment procedures this afternoon, get him into the Iron-Blood Battalion, and find him some capable and efficient subordinates. Make sure this little fellow doesn't die after just one battle..."
After saying this, Colonel Leibniz, ignoring Zhang Tie's stunned expression, stood up to leave. But as he reached the door, he seemed to remember something and turned back to ask, "By the way, lucky little fellow, what's your name again...?"
" Zhang Tie..."
Colonel Leibniz muttered the name twice in a low voice, as if trying to memorize it.
Even after Colonel Leibniz had walked far away, Zhang Tie was still in a daze. A second lieutenant—he was already a second lieutenant in the Norman Empire ...
"Cough... cough..." The staff officer, who had been left in the room by Leibniz, coughed twice before Zhang Tie came back to his senses... (To be continued, please search for the novel for better and faster updates!)