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"Brother Henry, do you know what we humans are most afraid of fighting with the blood clan?" King Charles asked the retainer beside him.

Buchen looked at the countless soldiers on the school field in front of him, who had opened a wide and thin horizontal formation, either armed with crossbows or spears, how could he not understand? He could guess without even looking.

"Desperate for your life!" Buchen replied with a deep gaze.

King Charles nodded approvingly to him, and said with a smile: "That's right, although our population in the Western Continent is only one-tenth of that of the Eastern Continent because of the thousand-year war, compared to the blood clan with a population of only 400,000, it still occupies an absolute advantage, not to mention one life for one life, even if it is ten lives for one life, we can afford this price, but the blood clan has to be wiped out for this!" ”

Buchen glanced at Charlie beside him, and gained a deeper understanding of the ruthlessness of this king, but although King Charles's words were a little cold, there was no doubt that this was the only way for humans to defeat the Bloods.

As long as everyone is not afraid of death and is willing to fight with the blood clan to the end, the blood clan would have been wiped out a long time ago, how can it still wreak havoc to this day?

And what King Charles is best at is to build an iron army that treats death as home!

Buchen nodded slightly, and after learning about King Charles's method of military training, he was even more confident in victory.

"So how?" Buchen pointed to the army on the school ground, and when he saw King Charles coming to inspect the training, the soldiers had stopped training and looked like they were waiting for King Charles' lecture.

King Charles's face was a little ugly, these soldiers were still too feudal in the end, and when they saw the king inspecting, they even stopped training, and the soldiers of the former Praetorian Guard he sent down did not perform their duties as officers very well, and the restraint on the army was not very effective, so it seemed that they all needed to be trained well!

"Your Majesty, now after all, it's time to catch ducks on the shelves, so don't be too demanding." Buchen saw that his face was uncertain, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Catch ducks on the shelves?"

King Charles was amused by his words, and then he thought about it carefully, isn't this just chasing ducks to the shelves? Those who were originally soldiers were all sent by him to be officers, and those who were originally the king's private soldiers are now forced by him to be the national army, and it seems that he is indeed too anxious.

"Pass Gu's order and let them resume their practice! And set up a rule, no matter who comes to inspect in the future, the army must not stop the drill, the violator of the soldier fifty rods, the officer doubled! King Charles ordered the guards.

The guards answered, and hurriedly rushed out to convey orders to the new army soldiers in all corners of the school grounds.

King Charles nodded, and if he grabbed an eye-opening one and gave them a long memory in the future, this rule should be established.

"Isn't Brother Xian curious about how to do it? Lonely, I'm going to tell you about it! King Charles turned his head and smiled at the non-minister.

"Then trouble Your Majesty." Buchen hurriedly agreed.

"No trouble, no trouble!" As he spoke, King Charles led his ministers towards a thin horizontal formation.

It was a horizontal formation of 100 men wide and only two rows deep, in which all the soldiers were armed with a wound crossbow and in front of them a low breastwork, and at the command of the officers they stood like a wall without squinting their eyes towards the front.

Opposite them were a dozen horses dragging a large number of branches, clad in leather armor, and riding a scarecrow on a saddle.

Immediately after, the training began! The dozen or so horses quickly picked up their speed and dragged the branches towards the horizontal formation, which dragged on the loess ground, bringing up smoke and dust in the sky, and it looked as if there were thousands of horses.

Buchen carefully observed the crossbow machines in the hands of the soldiers, and found that the general pulling force of these crossbow machines can reach about four stones, that is, four hundred and sixty catties, although it is not as strong as Fei Fei's giant bow, but considering the factors of human physique, these crossbow machines are already the limit that ordinary humans can use.

At the same time, he also knew that the effective range of these crossbow machines against ordinary ironclad targets could reach about 150 steps, and against targets wearing ironclad armor and carrying energy fighting spirit, they could already cause effective damage in 100 steps. Of course, in the face of a target whose whole body is wrapped in Dou Qi armor, a hundred steps is not enough, at least thirty steps are required to deal effective damage, but at such a close distance, the crossbowmen have no time to retreat after shooting arrows.

Buchen glanced at King Charles, and had a general understanding of what he said about desperate human life.

King Charles guessed what he was thinking. But he shook his head, "It's not enough to put the blood clan thirty paces before firing a salvo. ”

"Why?" I don't know why.

King Charles replied, "For if you don't shoot your head, you can't kill the blood." ”

"Your Majesty mean?" Buchen's eyes widened in surprise.

King Charles nodded heavily, "Shoot a salvo at a distance of ten paces, and shoot in two rows together!" ”

Buchen looked at this king in disbelief, if he fired a volley at a distance of ten steps, it would be equivalent to firing an arrow against the head of the blood clan, with the rate of fire of a four-stone crossbow (harmony) bow, even if he assassinated the king, he would have absolutely no reaction time, and at such a close distance, the hit rate would be so high that it would be an appalling point, if it could really be done, let alone ten lives for one life, even if it was two for one, or even one for one.

It's just that the requirements for the psychological quality of soldiers are too high!

Against the overwhelming earth, the iron hooves are like thunder, the fierce charge of the blood cloud iron riders who can stop the night cry of children, and put them ten paces away before releasing arrows, this is simply crazy! If you don't want to come, even if it's himself, he may not be able to do it!

"Brother Xian, don't worry, there is a way to be alone." But King Charles had a confident expression.

It was too late, but it was too fast, and at this time, the dozen or so leather armored war horses had already rushed to about thirty steps in front of the horizontal formation.

"Stretch!"

I didn't see who it was, but I heard a crossbow string sound, and a short arrow of wooden feathers without an arrow shot out, and the arrow was shot straight into the sky before it could be accurate.

Immediately afterward, the continuous sound of crossbow strings sounded chaotically, and the dozen or so horses were hit by arrows one after another, but fortunately they were all wearing thick leather armor, and the crossbow arrows were not loaded with arrows, so they did not cause any serious damage.

"Squat!" The commander of the horizontal formation hurriedly shouted.

Thirty paces was an instant for a galloping horse, and soon the horses were in front of the low wall, and with a struggling kick of hind hooves, they leaped over the low wall, and by this time all the soldiers were hiding under the low wall.

"This ......" Buchen looked at King Charles, isn't this a slap in the face?

It's just that King Charles didn't move, he didn't care, raised his head towards the battle array, and motioned to continue looking.

Buchen turned his head with a puzzled face, and continued to look at the battle formation, but found that at this time a soldier had been dragged out by the officer, no need to ask, this soldier must have been the one who first released arrows just now, disrupting the rhythm of the battle formation-in high-fidelity training or real battlefields, soldiers with insufficient training are easy to misfire because of excessive nervousness and fear.

However, Buchen thought that the soldier would be beaten with dozens of military sticks at most, but he didn't expect the officer to draw out the matching knife, swing it down, and cut off the soldier's head!

"I will go, this sin will not lead unto death?!!! Buchen looked at King Charles in surprise, this kind of military law is no different from the battlefield!

King Charles shook his head with an iron face, and explained: "Lone doesn't have so much time to train them step by step, so he can only take fierce medicine and use severe punishment." In fact, if he was on the battlefield just now, the battle formation that this person had already killed was trampled by the Blood Cloud Iron Cavalry, and how could there be more than one person who died at that time? ”

Buchen shook his head helplessly, he could naturally understand King Charles's distress.

Sure enough, under the threat of death, the second exercise was much better, and most of the soldiers shot their arrows at a distance of twenty paces, as ordered by the officer.

"Why don't you just shoot in ten steps?" Buchen asked curiously.

King Charlie smiled: "Although Lone is pressed for time, but he can't be too hasty, let them get used to shooting at twenty steps today, practice ten steps tomorrow, and then increase the hit rate of the enemy's head." ”

Buchen nodded, speaking of the hit rate, he glanced at the scarecrows on horseback again, and found that there were few of these straw bales with arrows hanging on their bodies, and even fewer of them had arrows in their heads, only one, it seems that the matter of training is really a toss.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded behind them, and a knight of the Praetorian Guard drove his mount towards his king with a panicked face!

"What is so urgent?" After the knight came closer, King Charles asked faintly.

"Return to the king!" The knight stroked his chest and saluted, "The army of blood captives has arrived outside the city!" ”

"Oh, Lone knows." King Charles still looked even, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Your Majesty......," the knight closed his eyes in pain.

"What's wrong?" King Charles asked with a frown.

"The army of blood captives is driving the people here, and it means that the city will be filled with the people!"

Hearing this, everyone present had red eyes, including Buchen!