Author: War Pig Dayu Lao

"Oliveira."

"Elvis."

The two people at the training ground greeted each other. Although there was no substantial contact, they did know each other due to their previous positions.

Oliveira took out the documents from the bag, handed them to Elvis, and said,

"He has received an invitation from my uncle Ed Tyrese. Is he willing to join the Knights of the Great Horned Viper?"

Hearing his uncle's name, Elvis had some doubts in his heart, but he did not hesitate to open the file and browse for a while.

Generally speaking, the Dragon Princes believed that the Knights needed the help of a reliable person, so they invited Oliveira as a facilitator to help them perform some operations.

Generally speaking, it is not about the nature of supervising the army, but whether he joins as a member or how to arrange his duties, that is his power.

Elvis stretched out his legs and arms and said greetings to Oliveira,

"Welcome me to join. He heard that I killed a Blade Lord in Krakaronde. Isn't that a high honor?"

Oliveira, who was praised, shook his head and said it was nothing.

"It's just a small thing. Compared to other people's achievements, that Blade Lord is nothing."

There are only thirteen Blade Lords in Naggaroth. Killing one is nothing. I really hope that one day he can also tell the story of Nazhi Ke.

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 prince's order. Otherwise, with his current performance, he would just stay in the army well. He would not be just a "no" in the promotion channel.

Honorary peerage.

"Forget it, let him introduce me to the Yidong Knights first."

"Um."

The two walked into the training ground where the roaring gunshots were ringing. They saw a large number of soldiers holding muskets, aiming at the target fifty meters away. After giving an order, they fired in unison.

About half of the targets were penetrated, but the other half was left. Did it miss the target or hit other people's targets? Anyway, looking at the instructor's livid face, you knew it was definitely not a good thing.

Oliveira who saw the situation stopped and commented,

"Are muskets so difficult to use? He seems to be very talented in those Kislevian muskets. He has almost never hit the target on the battlefield before."

"Although they often look down upon Kislev mercenaries, it is undeniable that they have stayed in the northern part of the old world and fought against the scum of Chaos. They have great experience in the Holy War and are veterans of rigorous battles. And there...

…”

Looking at the group of attendants who were training their muskets in front of him, even Elvis, who had a good attitude, sighed inwardly and continued,

"Most of the people they recruited were between the ages of sixteen and twenty-four. Most of them were children when they left Kislev. But after arriving in Lustria, their comfortable life made them far less likely to be mercenaries.

Reliable.”

Elvis even had the idea of ​​​​mercenaries. Although many dragon princes always look down on those barbarians, when it comes to fighting, it is absolutely impossible to recruit elite troops.

The Great Holy War of the Old World, the Lustrian Snake-Rat Holy War, and the Naggaroth Expedition are all three large-scale meat grinding battlefields that can be fought in the east, and there are all people with special skills.

But there was a quarrel and they were all let go by the prince.

Oliveira nodded in approval. He could see that all the attendants were not new recruits and had received militia training.

"But that also has an advantage. At least it's easy to mold it into a hard-working person. When Bruni Gedong was training mercenaries, I heard that he could use all his legs to make them know how to obey orders resolutely."

"They have a little time to train, at least until the operational base 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 that it is indeed a weapon suitable for short-lived species. Even if a fool pulls the trigger, it can kill a soldier who has been trained for many years. This saves them a lot of time."

Oliveira did not take the musket, but pointed to the sword hanging on his back. He had already sworn that he would fight as the dragon lord's sharp blade in his life and refused 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 a strange oath.

He held the musket on his shoulder, pressed the wooden handle against it, and pulled the trigger. Pungent red smoke and loud noises were emitted along with the bullets, and a hole immediately appeared in the target fifty meters away.

Seeing that Oliveira still looked as normal, Elvis, who put the gun aside, glanced at the Caledo Elf outside the shooting range.

"Sure enough, only those who have been on the battlefield will let go of their paranoia. People of his age still insist on abandoning hot weapons and cannot even accept the smell or sound."

"There is nothing we can do about it. As the future pillar of the kingdom, we are protected too well. If they had fought with the rats for a few years in the southern forest sea, they would have known that the pungent smell of red gunpowder was worse than the rats themselves.

As far as the smell is concerned, it is simply a unique fragrance.”

"I hope they can change their minds later. He guessed that was why the prince asked him to establish that knighthood."

Oliveira did not reply to that statement. If the prince doesn't think so, then just obey it. As for other things, I can't afford to be wrong and I don't know.

After vaguely sensing the trouble that the knights were in, he asked the Grand Master,

"What is the specific number of people, distribution of personnel, equipment configuration, and fighting style."

"Nine hundred and fifty-two people, including ninety-nine elves, one Vaal priest, one monitor lizard priest, one skink priest, and the rest are recruited soldiers. The equipment is equipped, and the knights are unified with the fierce ones.

Yangzhi's level equipment, soldiers are divided into three categories, first

First, there are mixed weapons soldiers, numbering 500, carrying sabers and muskets, and half-length chainmail. Second, there are 120 cavalry scouts. Finally, there is a heavy fire team, equipped with grenade launchers and flamethrowers, numbering 8

Ten people, Yu Dong’s support staff.”

"How did I solve the problem of horses? Did he remember that there was an implicit agreement abroad that humans cannot distribute elf war horses?" Oliveira looked curious. Could it be that his grandfather resisted the pressure and was a die-hard to give face to his grandson?

Get those things.

Amidst the sound of muskets and gunpowder smoke, Elvis looked a bit bitter,

"There was a proposal abroad before, regarding the export of war horses to the empire. The original plan was to have mixed-blood elf war horses. Although the proposal failed, the horse farm could not keep Donglai. He relied on some connections and managed to find 150 mixed-race horses.

War horse."

"At least that's good news, otherwise with our knights..." Oliveira glanced at the young nobleman outside the training ground without leaving a trace, with a look of disgust on his face, and continued,

"A knight with a war horse is not willing to do the dirty work of a scout."
Chapter completed!