Black Iron Crown

The sky is clear and there is not even a cloud in the sky. The sun shines directly on the ground and shines on the human body. There is a warm feeling and very comfortable, which is completely different from the poisonous sun in summer. .

　　 A faintly cool spring breeze blows on the body, taking away the excess heat from the body, making people feel extremely comfortable.

　　 It is May 10th, 22nd year of the Empire. Reiner’s training plan has been in progress for seven or eight days. The blacksmiths have worked overtime to make gun tips that are barely usable and distribute them to various places.

Of course, the number is not so large, only more than 500. Reiner ordered the villages to select young and middle-aged residents over 18 years old and under 40 years old for militia training, and Sergeant Merland scattered to various villages for training. them.

Of course, their results were not great in seven or eight days. At most, they knew how to use spears. As for combat skills and arrays, they didn’t know anything about them. The hunters in the territory, Lena also made their own archers. We go to teach.

　　 It is much easier to train them. After all, it is the people who depend on the forest for food, and usually rely on the bows and arrows in their hands to obtain prey to sustain their lives.

　　 They are all legal hunters of Fort Moreland. With their backs in the frigid forest, there is no need to worry about their prey being wiped out. Therefore, all the Barons of Moreland let the hunters go hunting.

　　 So their shooting skills are not much different from those of the archers in Lena's army. They only need to be able to understand the shooting commands and how to do a volley.

As far as Reiner’s current situation is concerned, all the people are the best choice. He does not have so many civilians who can be mobilized and trained to become a professional army that does not produce production. Therefore, the militia is not strong in combat effectiveness but can also have some combat capabilities. A capable person has become his best choice.

This is also a desperate way. The population and productivity of his territory completely do not allow him to recruit a large number of professional troops. If he wants to rapidly increase his military proficiency, he will only have to manifest the system arms, which appear out of thin air. As a result, the number of people transferred is too large, which leads to a shortage of labor and a decline in productivity.

　　 Klim is a free man from Nitang Village under Fort Morland. He says he is a free man, but his life is not particularly good. Even his family martial arts have been thrown in the fields.

　　 The little space left in his home is simply unable to support him to purchase weapons and equipment. He cannot perform his military service and only retains the identity of a self-employed farmer, without the ability to fight at all.

　　 In order to regain the glory of the family, he resolutely decided to join the training team of the militia as a self-cultivation farmer, otherwise free civil does not need to participate in the militia training.

He is holding a long spear that is more than four meters long. The head of the spear was issued by Reiner, and the barrel of the spear is from their own hands. Even if the long spear is held in the hand for a long time, you will feel very Tired, let alone training with this long gun.

Even if the weather is not hot at this time, and even in the cold spring, they are all sweating. The back of the clothes he wears for farm work is completely soaked, and the sweat is dripping down his forehead. In his eyes, but still dare not put down the spear in his hand and wipe it.

　　 He breathed in the cool air, hoping to take away the temperature in his body, his lips were a little chapped due to a lot of water loss, and he couldn't even feel the presence of his arms.

　　 "Hurry up! Harder! Enemies on the battlefield will not be killed by your slow and feeble spears!"

　　 "Do you want to die on the battlefield in the future? Now that you train well, you may become soldiers in the baron's army in the future!"

　　 "Hurry up! Warriors! In the future, you will all be brave warriors. The eagle will spread its wings in the sky, but before then it will experience countless pains and countless transformations, and now is the time for your transformation!"

Sergeants Morland shouted loudly to these militiamen. These sergeants were not all-inclusive soldiers. On the contrary, they were lawful soldiers with a free spirit. The mountain people of the Rhodok Kingdom could not bear the Swadia Kingdom. Exploitation, for the sake of freedom and their own citizens, they revolted and established the Kingdom of Rodok, so these people did not oppress the residents at the bottom like the soldiers.

　　 "Stab! Take it back!" Sergeant Rodok kept chanting like this, training the combat capabilities of the militia.

　　 The training of the militia is far from cruel, they only receive a moderate amount of training, and the training level of Reiner's regular army is not at the same level.

Because their nutrition is completely inferior to the injections of the regular army, the regular army of Reiner has meat for three meals every day. Whether it is chicken, fish, or jerky of wild animals, they are their staple foods. With such a food supply, they The whole body has inexhaustible strength, which can support them to carry out very cruel training. Those recruits also quickly bulged up the knotted tendons during this period of time. They look very sturdy. Of course, the combat experience needs further progress. The tempering of ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Not only the residents of Merlandburg have to receive such training, others have indeed received such orders. In this way, a territory is gradually and completely ruled by observing the orders.

　　 In order to train these militiamen, Reiner sent out all the Merland sergeants, leaving only fifty armed soldiers stationed in the castle.

"Okay! Take a rest!" Following the order of the Morland sergeant, the militiamen exhaled a long breath. Klim put the spear on the ground and rubbed his sore arm. Some villagers Carrying several large buckets from a distance, the militiamen must be replenished with water.

And the Sergeant Molander in leather armor sat cross-legged near the militiamen. He was a soldier in his thirties, his muscles knotted, even under the leather armor. It is also clear that the power of bursting contained in the muscles full of violent beauty is obvious.

　　 Looking at Kerim, who was extremely tired, he smiled and said, "What's the matter? Isn't this unbearable?"

　　 Klim glanced at him, nodded tiredly, and then shook his head hurriedly.

　　 "It's normal to feel tired! We are not so much the Father gave us to help Lord Baron, but the Lord Baron brought us from another world through the Father!"

　　 Hearing such a miraculous remark, Krim couldn't help but his eyes widened, and several other trained militiamen also sat up one after another, pricking their ears to listen to what's next.

After a glance and noticed the militias here, the Sergeant Merland said: "I was born in a remote mountainous area on the mainland. Although the land is not barren, the huge mountain terrain still makes it very difficult for us to cultivate. "