Medieval Empire Soldier

  Chapter 127 · The secret hidden in Pavesley City (please subscribe!)

  The morning light of early autumn sprinkled on the boundless wilderness of Nord Kingdom.

   Dewdrops condense on the grass surface in the wild

Dozens of blacksmiths accompanying the army repaired their armors and sharpened their weapons in the temporary sheds in the back camp of the imperial coalition that stretched for several miles. Hundreds of pack wagons full of logistical provisions and utensils.

The steam tank Ruthless completed the inspection mission. The overall dark body, the chimney constantly spewed a lot of steam, the roar of machinery and the sound of steel collisions were continuous, the steam tank arrogantly squeezed the logistics pack from the middle of the road to both sides, the tank driving The driver, Sir Gunther Maybach, leaned out of his upper body from the cab. The Sir wore a fancy iris hat and held his head high, and he didn't feel anything wrong. In the barracks, the imperial engineers who were waiting to maintain the tanks had big beards. Lol, the steam tanks are one of the top imperial tech masterpieces, and they love to be in the limelight.

  Several squads of pioneer cavalry roamed and scouted the outer layer of the military camp. Around the huge camp, several towers more than three meters high were erected. Imperial crossbowmen and archers looked out over the field.

On the eve of the war, a lot of information and understanding of the movement of the barbarian army were needed. Hundreds of pioneers were scattered like crows. The decision-makers of the coalition forces also needed time to further analyze the information. Before that, the imperial army was temporarily stationed and rested, waiting for the arrival of one after another. new force replenishment and food and forage delivery.

  After a hearty breakfast, Lallen walked through the barracks, accompanied by Nikas Francis and Adrian Gentry.

The son of Hans Gentry temporarily served as Lallen's guard knight, a knight with elite high-level strength, doing the work of a knight's squire, but Adrian had some fun, being able to observe closely and deeply explore the heroes of the empire The daily life is a rare learning opportunity for him.

The appearance of Lailun made the soldiers of the past come forward one after another, bowing their heads and bowing to show their respect. The knights who can bear the title of heroes of the empire are all powerful men who are worthy of respect and worship, especially the soldiers of the Southern Coalition Army. Most of them witnessed it with their own eyes. The scene where the hero of the Empire walked out of the **** fog of despair with a ferocious head in his hand.

   Cheers followed Lallen, and the soldiers greeted him.

   "Praise the Lord!"

   "It's the hero of the Empire, it's Lord Lallen!"

   "Yeah yeah!!"

  Although a little helpless, the crowd blocked the aisle they walked on, but in order to show kindness, Laren smiled and waved to the surrounding crowd. At the same time, the three knights quickened their pace and quickly passed through the crowded crowd.

After    avoided the crowd, the kingdom knight Nikas Francis said with a smile: "My lord, you seem to like the cheers very much!"

"I'm proud of it, aren't I?" Laylen replied in a low voice, and soon, an open space with a dozen blue and white tents appeared in front of the three of them. right here.

  The hustle and bustle after breakfast made the whole station lively and energetic. In the open space between the tents, most of the soldiers in Oak Town wore taupe training uniforms. They stood in three rows, holding halberds tightly in their hands.

  The three knights stopped, they stopped outside the clearing to watch the training.

  The linen military robe woven in the textile room with the oak collar is light, durable, and not afraid of getting dirty. In addition to being easy to change and wash, the soldiers can use their hands and feet during training and are more flexible.

The soldiers of Oak Town during training do not look sideways. This is also a rule set by Lailun. As long as they are still in training, no matter who they are, even if the emperor himself comes, the training must not be interrupted. Military regulations are military regulations, and the initial military training , under the deterrence of military sticks, the soldiers have already firmly remembered this point.

Gavin Clinton, the company commander of the oak-collared halberd battalion, was facing the three of Lallen at the moment. Training: "Train three combos, rank in the first row!"

  The twenty halberdiers standing in the first row took a step forward.

   "Stab, attack, stab! Start!"

   "Drink! Ha! Ha!"

   The powerful cries were matched with the powerful stabs and slashes of the halberds, and a sharp momentum came towards him.

Adrian Gentry sucked in a breath of cold air. Among the huge provincial legions of Rick, there were not a few well-disciplined and uniform teams, but they could reach the level of training of the soldiers in front of him. He was sure that only those leaders Veterans with double pay can achieve the same effect.

   "Second row!. Start!"

   "Drink! Ha! Ha!".

  The three knights have been standing there, waiting for the halberdiers to finish their round of training before stepping forward.

"Captain Gavin Clinton, you've worked hard." Lallen witnessed the scene just now. This army, which he devoted countless efforts to, gradually grew from a seedling to a big tree that just couldn't bend. His inner pride and A sense of gratification arises spontaneously.

   "Lord Lallen!" Gavin Clinton's face was full of joy, and a group of halberdiers quickly surrounded them, saying hello and salute: "Lord Lord, you are here!"

   "Heroes of the Empire!"

Since it was incorporated into the coalition, the Oak Town army has almost been split up and scattered. The company commander of the halberd battalion can only look at the figure of the kingdom knight in the army from a distance. Loyal to Laeren's beliefs, especially after the Kamala Dragon-Bloodhound was killed by the Kingdom Knights, the Oaktown soldiers were ecstatic that they could proudly say they belonged to the Empire's heroes.

  The knight of the kingdom showed a sincere smile from his heart. He responded to the greetings from the soldiers one by one. This army belonging to the oak collar will never be forgotten in Lailun's heart.

   Then, he turned around and took a heavy purse from Nikas Francis, the weight of the purse even required Francis to lift it with both hands.

Lailun took out the dozens of small bags inside, and handed them over to the soldiers one by one. Many soldiers weighed the money bags in their hands, and the joy on their faces became more intense. They thanked the Lord of Oak Town again and again. A bag full of imperial silver coins, mixed with four or five gold coins, is enough money for them to live a very fulfilling and peaceful winter this year.

   As a small gift and extra reward for the soldiers to fight bravely, it is very effective to motivate them properly, especially after a big war.

   After the war, the northern coalition forces of the empire only allowed ordinary soldiers to keep 30% of the loot they looted, and the oak-collared soldiers were no exception. But now, the money bags sent to them are far thicker than the loot before they were paid!

  Many soldiers had smiles on their faces. After each war, the actual benefits brought to them were so huge that when Lailun was selecting the army, the soldiers scrambled to participate and signed up enthusiastically.

  Not everyone is like a whipper, fanatical, unrelenting, fighting with only one cavity of blood, mortals need life, and they also yearn for a better life.

After a while, in the tent at Oak Town Station, the company commander of the halberd battalion reported the casualties of the soldiers: "Lord Lallen, in the battle of the halberd battalion in the Zika Plain, eight people were killed and eleven were wounded. Paozer, we have sent them to Dr. Serena, who is with the army, to be cured. In a few days, they will be able to return to the battlefield to kill the enemy. As for the eight soldiers who died, they have been buried in Mor in Sesenmond City. Cemetery, got a farewell prayer from Pastor Moore before burial."

Gavin-Clinton continued: "The crossbowmen company basically had no casualties. The javelins and throwing axes thrown by the barbarians could not touch the corners of the crossbowmen's clothes at all. The only injured crossbowman was because of white. The rock that the wolf knight broke up while charging hit his forehead, and after applying the ointment, the swelling subsided for a few days, and there is basically no serious problem."

   "Well, I see." Laren nodded, he turned his head towards Nicas-Francis and asked, "Francis, what about the casualties of the few Ranger knights in the territory who accompanied the army?"

"Two people were killed and five were wounded. The losses are relatively large." The Kingdom Knight cleared his throat, and he glanced at the tents, where more and more ranger knights were gathering. They came for the Empire's heroes: "Lord Laren , there are no less than thirty knights who have come to me these days, and there are many who want to join you. There are quite a few imperial knights with outstanding military exploits, who came from small noble families, and there is even an elector who is with Styr. The family has a certain blood relationship.”

"Hold on, we'll talk about this when we return to Oak Town, Francis, tell those ranger knights, if you want to join my command, you must at least have the strength of the elite elementary level, I will arrange a knight to fight with them, and tell those guys at least Hold on for five rounds, and bear the consequences at your own risk." Lailun raised his hand and said in a low voice, "Let them show some actual performance to prove that they are qualified."

Ranger knights are a kind of low-level knights who are difficult to make people feel good about. The ranger knights in the empire prefer to do some "showy" deeds, challenge knights who are stronger than themselves, fight each other, and participate in the contest held by the elector. Especially keen on the first method.

Lack of the chivalry of the kingdom of knights, the knights of the empire are exaggerated in the world. They often do not sum up their experience and work hard after defeat. They only care about how much prestige they have won and attract the attention of a few noble ladies. A guy worthy of reuse Very few.

  Lyren is very reluctant to be a springboard for these self-defeating guys.

  Want to join me?

no problem!

   Take a beating first!

  Lyren looked at the elite high-ranking knight beside him: "Adrian, I'll leave the showdown to you."

   "Understood, Lord Laren!" Adrian Gentry nodded in response.

   "Remember to be ruthless and greet them on the face." Lallen added.

   "Uh, I remember."

"This is the case for the time being." Lallen frowned: "I have told the affairs officer Pittman to deal with the pensions of the sacrificed soldiers and their families. As for the fallen knights, I will send a letter to Draven. The Count let him deal with it"

   As soon as he finished speaking, a silver-white figure in a hurry broke into the tent, and said in a bold voice: "Haha~ Lailun, you made me a good find!"

   "Claire? Didn't you go to Middenheim to replenish the White Wolf Knight?" Laren stood up with a surprised look.

The person who came was the White Wolf Paladin Claire Anluoxian. He moved the chair unceremoniously and sat down. He took a wine bag from his waist and took a gulp. He motioned everyone to sit down. , he raised his wrist and wiped the wine stain: "On the first day, the formation was filled, and I rushed back overnight."

"Each branch of the imperial army is being renovated and replenished, so there is no need to be in such a hurry." Leron handed him a glass of water and introduced: "Adrian Gentry, the son of Hans Gentry, Derian, this is the White Wolf Paladin Claire Anlosian, the brother of Lord Midden's Earl of Draven."

   "It's an honor to meet you, Ser Krill." Adrian nodded and held out his hand.

"I prefer others to call me a white wolf knight. The title of knight is not a glorious thing. It can't bring me any substantive honor." Krill reached out and shook his hand, and the white wolf paladin put away the smile on his face. : "His Excellency Hans Gentry is a respectable knight. I admire his courage and believe that your future achievements will not be inferior to your father!"

   "Thank you." Adrian nodded silently.

   In an instant, the white wolf knight raised his face and said in a deep voice, "I have important information to discuss with Lailun, please avoid it."

  Lyren was stunned for a moment, then nodded to signal Francis and the others to leave first.

   Soon, the tent curtain fell, leaving only the Kingdom Knight and the White Wolf Paladin.

"This information is very concealed, I'm afraid only you and I can know it." Krill-An Luo never beat around the bush, he said bluntly: "Lauren, do you remember the robber prisoner captured after the capture of the Wolf Bandit Group? ?"

"...Well, I remember." Lailen frowned, remembering what happened after the prisoner: "After he was put into the heavily guarded prison in Bray Town, he died suddenly and suddenly, the Count himself interrogated dozens of guards. , and did not get any accurate news of the murder."

"Yes, he is dead, but the name he said in the underground warehouse hoarded by the Wolf Thieves Group is the merchant Borol Christie of Pavesley City." The White Wolf Paladin deliberately lowered his voice and continued: " I happened to meet a witch hunter in Middenheim and she told me some secrets."

   "Secret??" Lallen asked seriously.

"Three weeks ago, a group of witch hunters smashed a heretic sect in the city of Pavesley when they stormed the building as a group of devotees who worshipped evil gathered, black-robed heretics used the blood and mutilation of babies. Limbs smeared the sacrifice circle on the ground, the witch hunter said," Krill-An Luo paused first, then lowered his voice again: "Businessman Borol Christie is kneeling in the middle of the circle, covered in fear. In the blue light, he frantically gnawed at the flesh and blood on his arm, and every blood hole he gnawed grew a pale eye."

"what?!"

   "That's right, Laren, the businessman in Pavesley City is a heretic who believes in a heretic god, and the power behind the Wolf Bandit is involved with the Chaos Sect!"

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