Black Iron Crown

Seeing that the sergeant was unscathed, they relaxed their minds and concentrated on dealing with the Klad men who rushed up. During the period, some people were hit by the enemy's attack, but the opponent's simple weapons could not hurt the armed soldiers in armor at all. Caused some bruises but didn't affect the fight.

Just like that, the Klad people who rushed up to besiege them were instantly killed. At this time, they turned into brutal meat grinders on the battlefield. As long as an enemy approached, they would be slaughtered mercilessly.

The militiamen who followed also started fighting. Kerim held the spear tightly in his hand and looked nervously at the enemy in front of him.

And this Klade also had a nervous expression on his face, no matter who he was facing three enemies at the same time, he would feel flustered.

"Ah!" The Klade shouted loudly and rushed up, waving the large animal bone hammer in his hand. Kerim bit his lip and his teeth were trembling. This was the first time he faced such a close-up. enemy.

Looking at the ferocious face of the enemy, the blood in his whole body seemed to have coagulated, and he didn't react for a while, until the enemy approached, he came back to his senses.

But it was too late, the distance between the two of them was no longer the best place to use the spear, he could only block it, but being inexperienced, he couldn't block the bone hammer that the opponent slammed down at all.

The bone hammer slammed straight on his shoulder, and the piercing pain filled his whole body like this, and the pain made his face start to distort.

Just as the Klad man was about to pursue the victory, a soldier beside Kerim quickly charged up and forced the opponent back.

Kerim covered his shoulders, cold sweat remained on his face. If it wasn't for the armor he was wearing to protect his shoulders, he might not be able to keep his entire arm.

He came back to his senses, yelled with a ferocious expression, and then stabbed fiercely with the spear in both hands.

He had practiced the most basic spear move at least tens of thousands of times during training, and he had already mastered it long ago. He attacked with anger and used all his strength to stab the spear.

He only felt his spear sink into a soft object, and then encountered some obstacles, but was soon broken through by the sharp spear head.

The warmth caused blood to splash out and scatter onto Kerim's face, and he came back to his senses. It turned out that his spear had pierced the Klade's chest, and the opponent was holding the spear weakly. At the top, he spit out blood from his mouth, and looked at himself with dilated pupils.

"Ah!" A heart-piercing scream startled Kerim, but he still didn't let go of the spear, but stared at the seriously injured Klade in front of him.

The Klad man, who let out a desperate cry like a trapped animal, seemed to have finally exhausted the last trace of strength in his body, and finally squatted down powerlessly. Kerim turned the opponent over with the spear in his hand, and stepped on him. On his chest, he pulled out the spear forcefully with both hands.

Seeing the blood-stained tip of the gun, Kerim's expression was a little dull. Two comrades in the same group beside him ran to his side, stretched out their thumbs and praised him: "Good job Kerim! Although this A copper is gone, but you killed the enemy on the battlefield!"

"I think you will become a real soldier of the baron!" A soldier looked at the corpse on the ground with a slightly distorted expression, and praised Kerim while enduring the discomfort in his heart.

After all, they are residents living in the Dark Ages. Although their knowledge may not be as good as those of later generations, they still have a calmness far superior to those of later generations when it comes to things like death, killing, and corpses.

The battle is still going on, and many militiamen have already started fighting with the Klads. Although they were beaten a little by the enemy because of their lack of combat experience at the beginning, after they got used to it, they quickly relied on their equipment skills and physical fitness to overwhelm them. The enemy fights.

Soon, with their fierce offensive and regular troops led by sergeants,

The Klades collapsed. Some of them put down their weapons and sat on the ground waiting for the enemy to capture them. Some of them dropped their weapons and ran around hoping to escape. In any case, the slave capture team won the battle.

After the war, after statistics, they captured nine Klade people. They tied these people up with hemp rope, strung them together and began to look for the next prey.

They captured so few prisoners this time mainly because they were inexperienced and did not prepare too many capture tools. It was almost the same as a real battle, and the number of captured prisoners was of course not many.

When they are ready next time and bring more capture equipment, their harvest will definitely detain more than nine Klade people.

And this slave hunting team was not without casualties. In the previous battle, three militiamen were hit to the point and died directly when they were fighting with the Klade people. One was seriously injured and nine were slightly injured. I have to say that this The first actual combat is quite meaningful.

Even if they have received training, they are nothing more than a group of recruits who have never seen blood and fell into panic at the beginning of the battle. After this battle, although they are still not veterans, at least they are not veterans when they go to the battlefield. It won't be too embarrassing, and Reiner will dare to use them with confidence when the time comes.

As for the casualties, this is normal. After all, this is real combat, not a drill. Only at this time have they bled, been wounded, and killed people before they can calmly face the scene of blood flying on the battlefield.

Cleaned up the battlefield hastily. In fact, it was just pulling off the fur of the opponent. As for the corpse, after a while, scavengers will help them clean it up, so that there will be no residue left behind. .

The sergeant sat on the ground like this, and took out a few armor leaves and hemp rope from the baggage carriage behind him. His armor was slightly damaged in the previous battle. He wanted to use these armor leaves to repair it. The armor does not affect the use, and it will be sent for repair after returning to the territory.

Fifteen days passed quickly, and this slave hunting team only captured fifteen Klade slaves and had to return to the territory.

The same goes for the other slave hunting teams. The first time they entered the frigid forest, they didn't have a very rich harvest. Basically, there were more than a dozen people, and as for the few, there were only two, three, three or four. There were even slave catchers who found nothing.

In this way, they met outside the frigid forest, at the border of Fort Moreland, and then walked towards Fort Moreland with their trophies and captives.

Looking at the list in front of him, Leiner nodded. There were ninety-seven slaves in total. This was the result of the slave-catching team's departure this time. Although it wasn't a lot, Leiner was quite satisfied.

At least a few iron ore mining can replace a certain number of Klad people. Otherwise, the output of iron ore will increase on a large scale.

What's more, what they use is not just mining. As a descendant of the infrastructure madman, he has many buildings he hopes to build, and he will probably rely on these Klade slaves by then.