By the time Murphy returned to the castle, it was already about eight o'clock in the evening.

He took off his heavy coat and sat by the fireplace to bake the fire.

"it!"

A migraine hit his brain for no reason, and he grinned in pain, and even his Chinese foul mouth burst out.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Philip, who was waiting next to him, nervously came up to look at him.

"It's nothing, it's just a little migraine, and it should be good to rest. Murphy waved his hand.

"I'm going to get you some giant beaver brain powder, which will relieve your migraines. Philip hesitated, then said.

The Giant Beaver is a magical beast that lives in the Abyssal Sea of the Eastern Realm, feeding on small fish and shrimp, which can be used to craft potions.

However, its cerebral marrow was originally highly poisonous, and after adding the poison sac of the ichthyosaurus and black corn grass, its toxicity will be sharply reduced, and then grinding it into powder and inhaling it with the nostrils can solve the problem of migraine, which is one of the simplest potions.

But everything has to be seen dialectically, there is a good side and a bad side, although the brain marrow of the giant beaver can relieve migraines, but it can be addictive, it is difficult to quit, so it is not so painful that it cannot be endured, and no one will inhale this kind of thing.

Murphy read all the books when he was in the royal capital, and although he didn't know how to make potions, he also saw the production methods and side effects of this potion, so he waved his hand and refused.

This thing is equivalent to a poison on the earth, as long as it is touched, it will be over.

"No need, I can still bear it, just endure it and pass. With that, Murphy got up and went back to his room.

Recently, he has indeed done a lot of things, such as combining magic to make a steam engine, preparing for the reform of the system in the city, training the musket unit, and so on...... I can't get busy.

And migraine is a common problem for mages, meditation and exploration of the origin necessary every day, the mage's already weak body and bones can't afford such a huge mental work, so even if the giant beaver brain powder has huge side effects, it has still become a hot-selling product among mages.

Walking into the room, Murphy lay down on the large velvet bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"Looks like I can't continue working today!"

It was the last thing Murphy thought before he lost consciousness.

Before dawn the next day, Murphy got up and informed Simon that he would take the five knights with him to the training ground.

Seven war horses rushed out of the city in the moonlight, and the guards at the gate had just changed their guards, and after seeing the seven people, they stepped forward to confirm their identities, and after confirming that they were correct, they were directly released.

Today's Murphy rarely wore his gold-ring chain mail "Sage's Protection", which was lined with the "Robe of the Flame Practitioner", wore a hood, and carried the "Forbidden Magic Staff" wrapped in animal skins in his hand, but only the casting end of the staff was exposed, and a noble sword was hung from his waist.

The others also wore gorgeous knightly heraldic plate armor, knight plate armor boots, and a two-winged knight's giant helmet (I call it a medieval iron bucket helmet), and each one armed himself into an iron can.

The knights carried rifles in their hands, with half-swords pinned to their left waists, and one-handed battle axes on their right waists, and a small dagger tied to their waists, and five throwing spears on their backs, the tips of which were four diamond-shaped spears pointed diagonally to the moon in the sky.

The moonlight reflected on the iron armor, emitting a faint cold light, and rushed towards the recruit training ground with ten thousand momentum.

Two kilometers away, you can already faintly see the training ground.

One kilometer, which was not much distance compared to the war horses, the knights began to prepare for the attack.

At five hundred meters, the knights drew their spears and began to charge their strength, and Murphy also performed the fireball technique, which was condensed in five seconds due to the bonus of the forbidden demon iron to himself.

One hundred meters, the knights kept throwing spears, nailed to the five-meter-high sentry position of the training ground, and woke up the guards who were napping on the sentry, the tip of the spear was only five millimeters from his eyes, so frightened that he sat on the ground and could not scream.

Fifty meters away, Murphy's fireball was aimed at the wooden gate and thrown out, only to hit the nearby wooden railing with the right accuracy, blowing up a large gap that could accommodate two horses side by side.

The seven men were also very decisive, turned their horses' heads and rushed in through the gap.

At this time, the training ground had already been disturbed by the loud sound of the fireball exploding, and some soldiers did not even have time to get dressed, running out of their barracks, fleeing in all directions in a panic.

If Murphy and the others were enemy troops at this time, they would have taken advantage of the chaos to rush and kill everywhere, and the seven-man cavalry could at least inflict hundreds of casualties at this time.

Several people stopped their horses and stood in place looking at the chaotic barracks, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in their hearts.

Sure enough, it was a recruit's egg, and this little fright discouraged the army.

"Stop it all!," Simon shouted, and the fighting spirit reached everyone's ears.

As soon as the group of recruits heard the voice, they stood still, stopped, and looked at Murphy and the others.

By this time the sky was already dark, and the knights' rich heraldic armor was painted with the crest of the Sellers family, which could barely be seen in the light of dawn.

This illiterate person at least knows the wolf-headed iron shield royal flag of his country, and even if he reacts, this is the knight of his lord.

Simon took off his helmet, his flattened hair steaming.

"Don't you even know His Royal Highness the Prince? Why don't you hurry back and put on your clothes for Lao Tzu!"

Simon shouted loudly, pointing the tip of his rifle downwards and pointing it upside down at the soldiers.

Ten minutes later, the musketeers gathered here. Murphy said indifferently, but every soldier could hear the voice, and the soldiers who were selected for the musket unit shivered, feeling a wave of malice coming from behind him.

The seven of them were riding horses and waiting on the spot, and the fighting spirit and magic locked the heat of the body, so a few people were not cold.

Ten minutes later, the musketeers were dressed in their own clothes and formed six rows of fifteen men in front of Murphy according to yesterday's queue.

"Your Highness, the musketeers are assembled and are waiting for your orders. Snow stepped forward.

This thing is definitely the most calm, and when he heard the explosion, he was in his armor, filling with gunpowder.

Murphy had just seen him looking for the enemy with loaded guns when he was in chaos in the barracks, but he was relieved after seeing Murphy and the others, but he was also powerless to command his colleagues who had lost their morale and fled in all directions.

"Mm-hmm, Snow did a good job just now, but the others did ......" Murphy paused for a moment, and then yelled viciously, "It's just a piece of!

"What are the arquebuses in your hands for? Do you use them as burning sticks? Even a group of curly-haired baboons will perform better than you with their muskets! What a rabble!"

Everyone who Murphy scolded bowed their heads and remained silent, their performance just now was indeed too bad.

"So, I'm going to give you a month-long special training, I will train myself, assisted by the chief knight and six knights, the training intensity will be very large, but it will turn you into real warriors within a month!"

"I'm going to divide you into six groups. Simon, you take the first group, Ford, you take the second group, Chucks, you take the third group, Bolton, the fourth group, Oleg and Ilya take the fifth and sixth groups.

"There will be competition between the teams, and the results of the competition will also affect the salaries of the knights, so let's step up the training!"