"Bang!"

"Thirty meters to the right, how do you adjust?"

"Bastard, come again!"

The steady Likert finally began to curse, which is an extremely rare thing for this "gentleman soldier" who has always been strict with himself.

But he wasn't the one who was grumpy, and Rival on the other side had already kicked the gunner away and controlled the cannon himself, thirteen shells in a row were all outrageous, and a few strands of golden brown hair had been cut off.

All this was provoked by the "crash course" artillery next to it.

Prior to this exercise, the Prussian artillery led by Likert and the Royal Artillery Company of Rival did not look down on the crash course of the Shire, and the artillery of the crash course of the first four rounds of shooting drills did indeed hang the rear of the car, and they only caught up in the fourth round.

However, in this fifth round of shooting drills, which no one was sure of, the hit rate of three out of ten shots at a distance of 1,800 meters smashed like a hammer on the self-esteem of the two heavenly pride, and it was torn apart and shattered.

A cannon has only five chances to fire at a target, and Rivar, who misses 13 shots, is actually disqualified from competing for first place, and Likert, who misses 11 shots, also has a slim chance.

Likert couldn't understand why a group of apparently inexperienced rookies could have such accurate hit percentages.

If Rivar's Royal Artillery Company was unable to reach a sufficient elevation angle due to the difference in artillery, and could only use the method of padding the wheels of the gun carriage to make accurate fire, he Likert used the same new twelve-pounder bronze cannon as the "crash course" artillery.

"Bang!"

Likert fired another shot, and the small mound in the distance, which was the target, did not move.

"Bang!"

"Oh!

The cheers next to him reached Likert's ears, and he suddenly thought open-mindedly, winning is winning, losing is losing, if it is really a sure win, why did Miss Linar let him compete with others this time?

"Stop shooting!"

Likert graciously gave up shooting and instead focused on observing the situation on Olive Live's side.

This observation didn't matter, it really made him see the clues.

"That Miss Commander is eccentric, not only does she know how to shoot the elements, but she also has a keen sense of perception, and they have one more small thing on their gun carriage than we do. ”

The arrogant Rival finished fifteen of his cannonballs, and walked up to Rival to stand side by side with him, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly said, "We didn't lose to these farmers, we lost to Miss Olive Live." ”

Likert: "Miss Olive is the marquis's own sister?"

Rivar: "Yes, she's a top student at Queens' College, and she's said to be at the level of a professor in math. ”

"I said it!"

Likert was immediately relieved, and there was no shame in losing on the training ground to a freak who had reached the level of a professor in mathematics.

"No matter how good you are on the training ground, you are still a rookie, and I will let them know what a real artillery is on the battlefield!" Rivar smoothed his brown-blonde hair, and his chin returned to an angle of fifteen degrees upwards.

"You're right, I'm almost forgetting what the school teachers taught......." Likert nodded sympathetically, and the two tacitly extended the drill to the impending war.

Firing artillery on the training ground is not as hasty as on the battlefield, the requirements for mathematics are relatively high, you can calculate slowly, finely adjust the artillery, test fire one cannon at a time, and finally hit a precise blow.

If it is on the battlefield, roughness and brutality are the norm of artillery shooting, the enemy will not give you such a comfortable shooting environment, most of the time the enemy and us are in a hurry, preemptively firing the artillery, at that time rich experience and strong will may be more important than mathematics.

"Bang!"

With the last cannon sounded, Charles's crash course artillery company locked the final round score at 15 rounds and 4 hits, and combined the excellent results of the previous rounds, it indisputably won the drill in terms of hit rate.

Likert straightened his clothes, walked up to Olive and smiled, "Congratulations, Miss Olive Live, your archery skills have put our two veterans to shame. ”

"I'm ashamed of Major Likert, we can't keep up with you on this familiar training ground, there's still a lot to learn. Olive replied humbly.

Olive is really ashamed, because the target of this assessment and the artillery of the gun position crash course are familiar, and they can enter the firing stage faster, but in this way, they only caught up with the accurate sights in the last round, and the artillery skills alone are indeed much worse than the other two artillery companies.

The handsome blond man Rivar walked over and said lightly: "We will show our true strength on the battlefield, and we will need a lot of advice from Miss Olive when the time comes!"

"I don't know if I'm going to be on the battlefield, or even if this war is going to break out!" Olive shook her head, still depressed about Charles' refusal to go to war.

"Miss Olive Live, Mr. Major, Lord Marquis calling you over!" said Roy, the butler, as he walked over quickly and addressed the three of them.

A few minutes later, Olive waited expectantly for Charles' praise, and her heart sank when she saw the serious Charles, and guessed something.

"The war has broken out, faster than we thought. Charles raised the narrow summons paper in his hand, apparently having just received news from the Messenger Eagle.

"Are the Lucernes ready so quickly?"

Olive was surprised to say that she had studied war in school, and knew that the preparation time for a war could be years or months, but how many days had it been before the Lucers began to attack?

"They weren't ready, but ...... Neither do we. ”

Charles also had some headaches, as he felt he had a tough opponent.

Just like the bald Chiang during the Anti-Japanese War in his previous life, he built a military academy with confidence and prepared to form sixty German armor divisions, but the islanders did not give him a chance, and they also launched the war when they did not do a good job in a full-scale war, slaughtering a group of young officers as big-headed soldiers, destroying the bald Chiang's revival plan.

"Charles, let's go to the Blue Mountains together! Let those Lucernes taste the power of our Chevalier!" Olive asked again.

In terms of the sense of belonging to the family, Charles is far inferior to the little girl, and Lorraine is the private property of the Chevalier family in Olive heart, and if anyone comes to his house to steal something, he will have to fight with him.

"Blue Mountain Pass...... It's already lost!"

Olive "........."

Likert: "........."

Rivar: ".........."

"This is impossible, we have just sent two thousand people to the Blue Mountain Pass, how can three thousand people not be able to defend the Blue Mountain Pass?"

"The news from Xunying said....... Among the Lucernes there is a powerful transcendent, a transcendent who is not afraid of death. ”

Charles unfolded the narrow piece of teleportation again, frowning and thinking, "Who could be a powerful, death-fearless transcendent?"