After listening to the barbarian soldier's story, Feng Yu was stunned. He remembered all the investigations he had crossed the Roman border, and then asked: "The Germanic reservation on the north bank of the Danube River? That is, outside the border of the Roman Empire, how did you cross the Roman border? Who approved it?"

The German barbarian soldier's expression was even more strange than him. He also thought to himself that the general sent from above would ask such a strange question, but he still answered patiently: "The chief of our tribe gave a certificate to prove that I am from this tribe and that I came to Rome to make money. Naturally, the border posts will be released. This has been the case for several generations."

Douglas, the acting commander of the legion, looked at Feng Yu's confusion expression and quickly pulled Feng Yu aside and explained in a low voice: "Your Excellency, General, don't know anything. More than 80 years ago, two Germanic tribal alliances on the north bank of the Danube River invaded the southern bank of the Danube River, and even crossed the Alps for a time, threatening the city of Rome. At that time, Roman Emperor Commod led his army to fight. After several fierce battles, he forced the Germans to reach a peace agreement with Rome. Both sides strictly abide by the Danube River as the border between the two. The north of the Danube River is both a reservation of German tribes. However, Germanic is also recognized by this treaty as an allies of the Roman Empire, and the common enemy is the Celtics. As long as the people of their tribes have legitimate purposes, they have the right to enter and exit the Roman border at will as a person. Now, a considerable number of our Roman army's military sources are obtained in this form."

Feng Yu nodded and thanked, "Thank you for your advice." But he thought to himself that his understanding of Rome was just a superficial one, and he didn't know many things. In addition, he understood what Amyas said to him in the palace. It seems that the barbarianization of the Roman legion is a trend.

After Feng Yu cut off his words for two or three seconds, he said to the commander who temporarily served as the commander of the army: "Now, the most urgent task is to fill the army."

Douglas said: "This is easy. As long as you post a recruitment list everywhere, more people will come to join the army. The only problem is that we don't have that much money. The Finance Office has not allocated enough money, otherwise the subordinates would have recruited the soldiers long ago."

Feng Yu thought for a moment and said, "This is not a problem. Just hurry up and recruit soldiers. I will urge them to urge them to the superiors, and they will definitely be solved."

In fact, Feng Yu had made up his mind that if the Roman government office had no money to allocate, he would go through the "private channel" to raise funds to recruit soldiers. He believed that Rome in the crisis era was the same as in the late Han Dynasty. With soldiers, he was the king of grass. Only with soldiers can he ensure his basic survival and realization of future ambitions. Therefore, he would not be stingy in this regard.

Feng Yu explained the matter to Douglas again, and then ordered him to join Dian Qing and Simmons and other entourages into the army as Gentile mercenaries.

Douglas hesitated slightly because according to Roman law, only citizens, free people and members of "alliance states" like Germans can join the Roman legion. Although Gentiles can also join the legion as mercenaries, they must obtain approval from the Supreme Consul. However, when Feng Yu showed him a letter from Alexander's residence, he immediately went to do it according to Feng Yu's words. The content of the letter was that Alexander agreed that Feng Yu would hire less than fifty Gentile mercenaries at will.

After Feng Yu finished all this, he sent a letter to the Finance Office in the name of the Legion Commander. The content was naturally urging the money. He originally wanted to send a letter to Alexander, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

The next day, just dawn, Douglas got up early as usual and was about to start training the more than 500 soldiers. As soon as he arrived at the open space in the barracks, he was stunned. He did not expect that Feng Yu got up earlier than him and was already waiting for him here.

Feng Yu didn't say a word, but made a gesture to indicate that he could start. Douglas asked the two close followers to blow the trombone. As the trumpet sounded, Roman soldiers began to rush out of the tent and gathered in the open space. However, their movements were still very slow and disorderly in Feng Yu's eyes.

Then they began to practice the marching procession again. Feng Yu knew that this was mainly to train their discipline and was not considered a military formation training.

When these soldiers finished their morning exercises and started training in the military formation after breakfast, Feng Yu discovered the problem and shouted, and then. Douglas was wondering why Feng Yu was like this, Feng Yu had already come to a barbarian soldier and asked, "Why are the weapons of you guys different from others?"

It turned out that the rest of the soldiers had large shields, javelins and short swords that were standard. Only these barbarian soldiers had sharp axes and broad swords. One or two of them had shields, but the small round shield was completely different from the large shields in the hands of the other soldiers next to them. Looking at the armor on them, they were not ring armor like others, but the chain mail commonly used by barbarian warriors.

Without waiting for these barbarian soldiers to speak, Douglas had explained: "They came from the tribe and could hold weapons they used to and easily, so that they would have higher combat power."

"Oh? Is this a special rule in military regulations?"

"Well, there is no explicit regulation for this. But everyone... all legions have been so conventional, and it has been like this for seventy or eighty years. No one has opposed it."

Feng Yu shook his head and said, "Since that's the case, it's not allowed to do this in my army. The equipment and armor of the same army must be unified, and no one can make it special. Let them replace them with daggers and large shields, and javelins... javelins don't need to be configured for them."

His voice was loud, and several barbarian soldiers could hear it clearly. One of them glared at him and said, "We are not trying to make it special, but the small sword and big shield are really not easy to use. If you don't use it, how can you kill the enemy on the battlefield?"

Feng Yu snorted coldly without giving in: "If you don't use it, just practice hard until you are proficient!"

A needle fell from the ground silently at the scene and could be heard. Suddenly, a barbarian soldier said, "Since that's the case, we'll just quit. Let's go to troops elsewhere that can use our own weapons to join the army!" He said as he strode outward.

Before he could take two steps, Feng Yu drank: "This is in the army, how can you come and go whenever you say it. You are a deserter. According to the Roman military order, you should be killed!" He said as he waved his hand at the barbarian soldier. A black shadow approached the man like lightning. Then a light flashed by, and the head of the barbarian soldier had fallen to the ground. Several other barbarian soldiers who wanted to follow him rushed to stop.
Chapter completed!