Hearing these words, all of the bandit leaders were shocked.

They looked at each other, each of them seeing the incredulity in each other's eyes.

Them... soldiers?

They couldn't be united at all, right?

Could a bunch of bandits also be soldiers?

The shirtless bald man said with a troubled expression,

"How can we become soldiers? Soldiers need to be disciplined, but we are all boorish and are used to being lazy."

These words could be said to have expressed everyone's thoughts.

They slept for as many hours as they wanted every day. Apart from eating and drinking, they basically had nothing else to do.

When their money was running out, only then would they rob some money and live a comfortable life.

How could they handle the fact that they were suddenly soldiers?

However, Mike immediately dispelled their worries.

"Don't worry. Being a soldier under me doesn't require discipline.

"You can sleep as usual. Food and drinks are all provided by the country.

"There are only a few points that you have to pay attention to. The first is that you can not rob money in the future because you are soldiers and not bandits.

"Of course, you don't need to rob because the country will give you money."

Hearing this, they all nodded. They were slightly convinced by Mike.

If they did not have to worry about food and clothing, who would be willing to rob?

To them, robbing money was equivalent to working. It would be better if they could rest.

"Second, you can't bully civilians anymore. If you want to be respected by them, you have to respect them first."

Hearing this, they nodded again.

In fact, everyone wanted to be liked by others.

Moreover, in many cases, fear and respect were two different things.

Whether they were bandits or soldiers, those civilians would not dare to go against them.

However, when they were bandits, the civilians simply feared and hated them.

Though if they were soldiers, the civilians would still respect them.

Speaking of which, some of the bandit leaders were already tempted.

The shirtless baldy asked,

"Anything else?"

"Of course," Mike said with a smile.

"For the previous conditions, you guys aren't contributing anything. They are just to ensure you don't do anything wrong.

"But the last point is the important point.

"And that is, will you fight?"

"Go into battle to kill the enemy?"

Hearing this, their expressions became awkward.

The first part was all about benefits, but this point was about responsibility.

For them, no one was willing to take responsibility.

Moreover, this responsibility might even cost them their lives.

Mike could also see that they were in a difficult position.

All of this was within his expectations.

How was it possible for a bunch of bandits who used to robbed civilians to suddenly start fighting to the death for civilians?

However, he naturally had his own thoughts.

"In fact, you don't actually need to fight."

"Don't need to fight?"

They were dumbfounded again.

Didn't he just say that they needed to go into battle and kill the enemy? Why didn't they need to fight now?

Mike knew their doubts and immediately explained.

"To be honest, you might not believe it. With my strength, it would be very easy for me to destroy a country by myself.

"But I won't do it because of the benefits.

"If there is a war between us humans and other races, and I kill all the enemies, resulting in the destruction of their country, do you think that's a good idea?"

The bandit leaders looked at each other.

"Isn't that good? The cities will be are ours, and all the land will also be ours, as well as the money.

"Isn't that equivalent to making a fortune?"

Mike shook his head.

"No, your idea is too simple.

"The land needs to be farmed by, the shops and workshops need people to operate.

"Without people, those things will lose their value.

"Rather than destroying a country, it's better to ask them to pay for their safety after winning the war.

"In this way, they work for us. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, the bandit leaders' eyes lit up.

That was right. Why kill those people?

Wouldn't it be good to let them work non-stop and earn money for us?

The respect in their eyes when they looked at Mike intensified.

As expected, following the boss was the right thing to do.

"Then what should we do?"

One of the bandit leaders asked.

This was the crux of the question. Mike had naturally thought of an answer long ago.

"It's very simple. When I kill the enemy, you guys can help me retrieve the spoils of war.

"Safe, easy, and very enjoyable!"

Hearing this, they all revealed excited expressions.

Retrieve the spoils of war?

Was that all?

This was too enjoyable!

What could be more enjoyable than picking up treasures?

"Of course, these spoils of war are mine and have nothing to do with you.

"After all, I fought the war, and I killed the people, so the spoils of war naturally all belong to me.

"Your salary will be paid by the king. Without these spoils of war, you can still live well.

"Of course, if you want a share of the spoils of war, you can participate in the battle. It's your choice."

Hearing this, the bandit leaders revealed greedy eyes.

The shirtless bald man took the lead and said,

"Isn't it just a war? What's there to be afraid of?

"With the boss around, what war can we not win? Us brothers have been bandits all our lives, and we have killed more people than chickens, what's there to be afraid of?"

"Boss, in the future, I will kill whoever you want me to kill, and my men will be your men."

"As for the spoils of war... just give me a small share like today."

The shirtless bald man first said a bunch of loyal words, and finally made his "small request".

Mike could obviously see through this small thought, and he would not reject it at all.

"No problem. I'll pay a penny for every effort."

"I'll still eat the meat.

"But I won't forget to give other brothers some soup."

After receiving this answer, all the bandit leaders readily agreed.

The biggest benefit was naturally for the boss to take. They did not have any opinions on this, nor did they dare to have any opinions.

If they did not have a boss, they would not have received so many benefits.

Only then did they realize that their feelings for Mike were just as Mike had said.

Respect.

As long as they became soldiers, the civilians would treat them the same way in the future.

"In the future, we will not be thieves, but soldiers!"

"Hahaha, my Lightning Camp wants to be the vanguard. Let us kill the enemy first!"

"You wish. Of course, our Wild Wolf Camp will kill the enemy first!"

They had already started to fight for the position of the vanguard, but they did not know what it meant to be the vanguard.

They only felt that it would be more refreshing to rush over and be the first to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

Looking at the group of bandits arguing in front of him, Mike revealed a satisfied smile.

He, the commander, was finally no longer an empty shell.

From today on, he had established his own power.

Moreover, this power would gradually expand in the future!