Chapter 490: Knights Situation
"Oliveira."
"Elvis."
The two people at the training ground greeted each other. Although there was no substantial contact, due to their previous duties, We still got to know each other.
Oliveira took out the documents from the bag, handed it to Elvis, and said,
"I received an invitation from your uncle Ed Tellis. Are you willing to join the Knights of the Giant Horned Viper."
Hearing his uncle's name, Elvis had some doubts in his mind, but he still opened the file and flipped through it for a while.
The general content is that the dragon princes believed that this knight needed the help of a reliable person, so they invited Oliveira as an assistant to help them perform some operations.
Generally speaking, it is not the nature of supervising the army, but he joins as a member and how to arrange his duties is his power.
Elvis stretched out his arm and said a greeting to Oliveira,
"Welcome to join you. I heard that you killed a Blade Lord in Krakalund. This is a high honor.
" Oliveira shook his head in praise and said it was nothing,
"It's just a small thing. Compared to other people's achievements, this Blade Lord is nothing."
There are only thirteen Blade Lords in Nagaroth, and killing one of them is not enough. No matter what, I really hope that one day I can say this.
The Grand Master sighed in his heart for a moment. He knew very well why Oliveira joined the Knights. It must have been under the order of the prince. Otherwise, with his current performance, as long as he stayed in the army well, his promotion path would be more than just an honorary noble. identity.
"Forget it, let me introduce you to the situation of the Knights first."
"Yeah."
The two of them walked into the training ground where gunshots were still roaring. They saw a large number of soldiers holding muskets and aiming them fifty meters away. The targets were fired in unison after giving the order.
About half of the targets were penetrated, but the remaining half may have missed the target or hit someone else's target. Anyway, looking at the instructor's livid face, you knew it was definitely not a good thing.
Oliveira who saw this situation stopped and commented,
"Are muskets so difficult to use? I think these Kisli ladies seem to be very talented with muskets. They have almost never hit the target on the battlefield before." "
Although we often have I quite look down on the Kislev mercenaries, but it is undeniable that they have stayed in the northern part of the old world, fought against the scum of Chaos, and have experience in the Great Holy War. They are all veterans who have experienced rigorous combat. And here..." Look
at In front of the group of attendants who were still training muskets, even Elvis, who had a good attitude, sighed inwardly and continued,
"Most of the people we recruit are between the ages of sixteen and twenty-four. They leave Kisli." When they were husbands, most of them were children. But after coming to Lustria, the comfortable life made them far less reliable than mercenaries."
Elvis even had the idea of mercenaries, although many dragon princes never looked at it. These are barbarians, but when it comes to fighting, they are definitely an elite force.
The Great Holy War of the Old World, the Lustrian Snake-Rat Holy War, and the Naggaroth Expedition. Those who could survive in these three large-scale meat-mincing battlefields were all people with special skills.
But unfortunately, they were all let go by the prince. Oliveira nodded in approval. He could see that these attendants were all new recruits and had only received training from the militia.
"But there is also an advantage. At least it is easy to shape them into what you want. When Lord Bruni was training the mercenaries, I heard that he used all kinds of methods to make them know to obey orders firmly." "We have one more thing
. There is still time to train, at least until the base of operations is renovated." After
finishing speaking, Elvis took Oliveira to the shooting range in person and handed him a large-caliber musket,
"I have to say This is indeed a weapon suitable for short-lived species. Even if a fool pulls the trigger, it can kill a warrior who has been trained for many years. This saves us a lot of time." Oliveira did not take the musket and hung it behind his finger
. Holding the big sword, he has made an oath that he will fight as the dragon lord's sharp blade in this life and refuse any form of non-zero distance combat.
Although it is very rigid, it is also admirable.
Elvis, who guessed what it meant, didn't force it, and almost everyone in Caledo had strange oaths.
He held the musket on his shoulder, pressed the wooden handle against it, and pulled the trigger. Pungent white smoke and ear-piercing noises were emitted as the bullets were fired, and a hole immediately appeared in the target fifty meters away.
Seeing that Oliveira still looked normal, Elvis put down his musket and glanced at the Caledonian elf outside the shooting range.
"Sure enough, only those who have been on the battlefield will let go of their paranoia. People my age still insist on fighting against the enemy." The abandonment of thermal weapons cannot accept even the slightest smell or sound." "
This is something that can't be helped. As the future pillar of the kingdom, you are protected too well. If they have been fighting the rats for a few years in the southern Great Forest Sea, If you fight, you will understand the pungent smell of gunpowder. Compared with the smell of rats, it is simply a unique fragrance." "I
hope they can change some of their minds in the future. I guess this is why the prince asked me to establish this knighthood. ."
Oliveira did not reply to this statement. Whatever the prince thinks, that is what he thinks. He only needs to obey. As for other things, I'm sorry I don't know at all.
After vaguely sensing the troubles of this knighthood, he asked the Grand Master,
"What is the specific number of people, personnel distribution, equipment configuration, and fighting style."
"Nine hundred and fifty-two people, of which ninety-nine are in my company. One elf, one Vaal priest, one monitor lizard priest, one skink priest, and the others are all recruited soldiers. In terms of equipment configuration, the knights have the same equipment as the Horns of the Sun, and the soldiers are divided into three categories. First, They are mixed weapons soldiers, numbering 500, carrying swords and muskets, and half-body chain mail. Next are cavalry scouts of 120, and finally the heavy firepower team, equipped with grenade launchers and flamethrowers, numbering 80 People, the rest are logistics staff."
"How did you deal with the horses? I remember there is an implicit agreement in the country that humans cannot allocate elven horses." Oliveira looked curious. Could it be that his grandfather was resisting the pressure? , regardless of the face of the die-hards, I got these things for my grandson.
Amidst the sound of muskets and gunpowder smoke, Elvis said with a hint of bitterness,
"There was a proposal in the country before about exporting war horses to the empire. The original plan was to use mixed-blood elf war horses. Although this proposal failed, the racecourse was still retained. I relied on some contacts and managed to find 150 mixed-race horses."
"At least this is good news, otherwise with your knights..." Oliveira glanced outside the training ground without leaving any trace. The young noble with a slight look of disgust on his face continued,
"A knight with a war horse is not willing to do the dirty work of a scout."
(End of Chapter)