Black Iron Crown

Earl Ryland stood at the rear of the army and commanded. He was familiar with fighting with hundreds of people, so it was nothing at all.

The soldiers on Leiner's side didn't move fast, their formation was as if they had been rehearsed in advance, and even the sound of their footsteps was incomparably orderly.

The spears in their hands were slowly lowered to point forward, and their bodies were slightly crouched forward, maintaining a very powerful assassination state.

Their opponents are all wearing iron armor, and at the same time they have not lax in training, so they can use their full strength without holding back their hands, and they will not be restrained for fear of accidental injury.

The Earl of Preston personally went to the arena to direct the battle, but the armies of both sides were not many, and the arms were relatively single. They didn't even distinguish between the left and right wings, so naturally they couldn't play much tactics.

However, he has a little advantage. There are 150 archers in his camp. When Leiner's army slowly approached, the arrows piercing the air became the best way for them to consume the sergeants.

Military exercises are always different from the real battlefield. If these arrows do not fall on extremely vital parts, it is impossible to judge the soldiers to be eliminated.

Arrows have always relied on uncertain lethality on the battlefield to create psychological pressure on the enemy and cause the formation to become chaotic.

Now the arrows can't cause casualties at all, and naturally they can't complete the task of disrupting the formation.

Seeing this, the Earl of Pushton felt a little remorse, but he also knew that it would be difficult for his army to defeat the opponent, so he could only do his best.

The people on both sides were already very close, and the Golden Lion Guard at the front waved their one-handed wooden sticks like tigers descending from the mountain.

For their strong physique, such a wooden club is not very mature, and a one-handed battle ax with a large blade at the top is their favorite weapon.

But with their strength, even ordinary sticks have unparalleled power.

The soldiers at the front of the Earl of Princeton were easily swept away, and fell to the ground in an instant.

However, in the face of the crushing force, the military formation still has an effect. The remaining soldiers kept close together and relied on the strength of their comrades to maintain the front line, and at the same time launched a counterattack against the Golden Lion Guard.

But it's a pity that not only the Golden Lion Guard participated in the battle, but also Sergeant Morland, who had a stronger army behind them.

If the Scarlet Griffin Knights are a torrent of tanks and armor, then the Morand sergeants are the most grassroots veterans.

It looks inconspicuous, but the power it erupts is no less than that of tank armor, on the contrary, it is more effective. After all, they are the ones who have been fighting at the forefront.

The footsteps of the Morland sergeants were uniform, as if there was a unified but drumbeat in their hearts. This was the tacit understanding they had accumulated over the years.

In addition to this, there are also three-meter-five long spears in their hands that are also neat.

These long spears stabbed forward tentatively like poisonous snakes spitting out their own letters. As long as the opponent's soldiers used their shields to resist one long spear, the remaining few long spears would immediately pierce their wounds at an extremely fast speed. body.

The sergeants' long spears are so perfect that they are extremely vicious, and the guns in their hands stab the opponent's vital parts.

Although the soldiers under the Earl of Princeton also wore iron armor, they all worked very hard,

A layer of chain armor is not so immune to this kind of damage similar to bludgeoning.

In just a short moment, the soldiers in the front row retreated under Sergeant Moreland's spear, but Sergeant Moreland did not suffer any damage.

The Golden Lion Guards relied on their own physical fitness to rampage in front of Earl Jolar's army. Although the record was very brilliant, more than half of them were eliminated.

If they were placed on the battlefield, they might not have such casualties, but as long as they were hit in the vitals during acting, they would be eliminated.

Soon, the soldiers under the earl of Princeton couldn't hold on anymore. It wasn't that they were about to collapse because of fear. In the environment of the military exercise, there was no fear of death. It was normal for everyone to fight until the end.

The current situation is that there are fewer and fewer remaining soldiers under Pushton Bijue's command, and they are almost completely surrounded by Leiner's army.

The battle lasted for another five minutes, and Rainer's army finally completely wiped out the Earl of Princeton.

"This... Your Majesty's army is still as strong as ever..." Baron Hamar, who had previously failed in the battle with Earl Jollal, said in amazement, and at the same time, he was very envious of Reiner's army.

He wasn't the only one like this. It took only seven or eight minutes from the start to the end of the game. No one expected such a clean victory.

Therefore, this farce-like military exercise was completely over among the discussions among the vassals.

Reiner didn't express anything immediately, but ordered the vassals to bring the army and himself back to Mecaron City.

Back in Mecaron City, everyone gathered in the meeting hall.

These vassals looked at Leiner anxiously, they knew that their performance in the past two days was not satisfactory.

Looking at the tense vassals, Leiner said with a smile: "What do you think about this military exercise?"

These vassals looked a little dodgy and did not dare to answer. Many people's troops performed in a mess during the military exercises a few days ago, and even a few earls were just not satisfactory.

"Count Antal, what do you think?" Reiner turned his gaze to the count and asked with a meaningful smile on his face.

The Earl of Antal felt helpless again. It seemed that His Majesty the Grand Duke was still unwilling to let him go.

However, with the previous experience, this time Antal has no burden to be a 25-year-old boy, and he sighed with a sad face: "Oh, as you have seen and said, your majesty, our army's combat effectiveness has declined too much. Serious! This must be changed!"

Reiner pretended to be in distress when he heard the words, and then said: "It is true, my dear vassals, although we have now become an independent Grand Duchy, this cannot change that most of us are The facts of the descendants of Molande, the war is not over yet, we will soon usher in an unprecedented war again, you must maintain your combat effectiveness, and at the same time expand your army!"

"Your army must not only regain its former strong combat effectiveness, but I also ask you to expand it by at least one-third, so as to maintain our military superiority!"

Just when Reiner wanted to continue talking, Count Valas suddenly spoke.

"Your Majesty, it is not easy to expand the army and restore combat effectiveness. It would be great if you could transfer some of your elite troops to our hands and let us borrow them to train the army!"

Listening to Earl Valas' request, Reiner's face showed a look of embarrassment, unable to make up his mind for a long time.

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