Chapter 110: A military parade in the rain

At this time, not far from under the lion emperor's seat, a sour voice came discordantly: "The Iron Collar is a well-known nouveau riche in the empire, and there are weapons and armor, as long as you are willing to spend as much cannon fodder as you want, you can be armed." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Following this voice, Niu vigorously looked over, and it turned out to be an old enemy he hadn't seen for many years, Dorette, the interim governor of Blackstone City.

Although the Lance family has ruled Kona Province for many years, half of the territory has been taken away by Niu Dali, but it still has a hereditary dukedom, and the old werewolf governor has been in a coma for more than a year, and he still hasn't hung up, and now the acting patriarch of the Lance family, Doret, is qualified to occupy a good position in the big tent.

"I wonder how many men and horses the Provisional Governor has brought?" Niu Dali asked coldly at Doret.

Dorette said with a faint sneer: "We are not as rich as the Iron Collar, with two thousand wolf cavalry, five hundred archers, and three thousand five hundred light infantry, a total of only six thousand, but they are all elite forces of the Lance family, not novices who can't even kill chickens." “

He raised an index finger vigorously at Doret Niu, and the corners of his mouth were full of contempt: "You are still glad that you are fortunate to be on my side, otherwise if you don't want an hourglass, we novices who can't kill chickens can wipe out all your six thousand people." ”

"Enough. The Lion Emperor stood up and glared at Doret fiercely, and then turned into a smile when he looked at the little dwarf: "It's not the elite to know at a glance, I believe that Count Modo will not let us down." ”

Niu Dali stood up all of a sudden, his small body stood straight, and his mouth said loudly: "The Iron Leader Militia Brigade welcomes your review at any time, Your Majesty." ”

As soon as the words of the militia brigade came out, there was an irrepressible ridicule in the big tent.

The lion emperor Seckert Rhine led the crowd out of the tent, when it was already raining outside the tent, and the orcs who had been basking in the sun were running back to their tents in a swarm, like a headless hornet.

The Minister of Finance, Fox Yang Xi Grierson, quickly held up an umbrella for the Lion Emperor, and whispered, "Your Majesty is raining, or another day." ”

"No need, it's going to be a big battle soon, what is this little rain, go on. Looking at the bean-sized raindrops in front of him, the lion man emperor was not less interested, took the poncho handed by the guard, turned over and got on his horse, and trotted out of the camp in the lead, and the nobles and officers behind him could only put on the poncho and quickly followed.

With the thunder and lightning of 'next time~' across the sky, the sudden rain fell even more, and the mounts under him gradually approached the gate of the camp with a splash, and dozens of nobles and nobles who had set up their troops on the periphery of the camp noticed that something was wrong.

Because it was so quiet, they knew in their hearts that even if the orcs who were temporarily pulled into the army in normal times were eager to make the camp noisy, in the face of the sudden heavy rain, they would definitely be chickens and dogs, and they were busy, but now why is there no sound at all.

Finally, the Lion Emperor led everyone to the gate of the camp, and finally knew what was going on, and he was also stunned by the scene in front of him, and he couldn't make a sound.

The entrance of the camp happened to be a low basin, and the continuous heavy rain soon caused the rain to accumulate up to the knees, and in the pouring rain, more than 10,000 soldiers with steel collars, lined up in several neat large squares, stood straight in the knee-high rain.

The rain fell on them, and not a single soldier reached out to cover them, and if it weren't for the neighing of the horses and cattle from time to time, they would probably have been regarded as lifeless statues.

At the mouth of the tattered camp tent in the big camp, countless orcs lay there, desperately stretching their necks to look at those figures standing straight in the rain, their eyes were full of puzzlement and doubt, and some admiration, but there was no previous jealousy and ridicule.

"Lord Modo, what's going on. Ignoring the rain that kept running across his cheeks, the Lion Emperor asked puzzledly.

Niu Dali's seemingly low voice made the orcs in the surrounding tents hear it clearly: "The military order of the Iron Leader is like a mountain, I asked them to stand by here before, and without my order to disband, even if it is a knife, they will stand here for me." ”

'Hiss~' A gasping voice sounded, no matter what the actual combat effectiveness of the group of troops called the militia of the Iron Leader was?

Looking at the nobles and officers with an unbelievable face, Niu Dali's heart was irrepressibly proud, and he was suppressed! Niu Ye told you that it was still early, and Niu vigorously shouted at the top of his voice: "The Iron Collar Militia Brigade requests His Majesty the Emperor to review, please instruct." ”

The Lion Man Emperor looked serious and replied solemnly to the bull: "Start immediately, and camp immediately after the review." ”

As Niu Dali's left arm swung down like a sharp blade, a long horn and a piercing whistle sounded, and the steel-collared soldiers who had been standing like statues came to life in an instant.

"The first to come was the Steel-Led Kobold Musket Unit, two battalions of nine hundred men, and according to these new muskets that we had improved, they could shoot farther and more lethal than bows and arrows. Niu Dali stood next to the Lion Emperor and explained to everyone.

"Walk in unison. Bemila, the commander of the dwarven musketeers, burst into a shout, and the kobolds who were marching in a neat line began to kick forward, and at the same time took off the dwarven muskets behind them and held them on their chests.

When the kobold musketeer phalanx passed in front of everyone's eyes, the soaring murderous aura from the shop and the blood-stained 'Steel First Company Flag' made everyone watching breathe involuntarily heavy, and then a loud slogan sounded: "Salute, long live the Orc Empire, long live His Majesty the Emperor." ”

Rulin's arm was raised to salute the Lion Emperor, and the excited Lion Emperor shook off the poncho on his body, followed the kobold salute, and saluted the kobold in the heavy rain, until the kobold walked completely past him and walked into the camp.

"Next is the hoggernadier battalion of 1,200 people, their main weapon is the small bomb on their backs, and the power of each of the bombs developed by the steel collar is no worse than the fireball technique of an intermediate mage. ”

With the momentum of ten years of sharpening a sword and shocking the world, Niu vigorously introduced the steel-collared big killer to the sluggish crowd, and the middle-level mages of the low level, even if they were extravagant in the magic power of the Northern Legion of the Roland Empire, it was less than three hundred people, and this was the result of the Roland Empire's deliberate strengthening of the Northern Legion.

The sluggish crowd couldn't imagine what kind of thing could have the power of the intermediate mage's fireball technique, but the back basket behind the marching pig-headed man was tightly wrapped in oilcloth, and its mysterious appearance could not be seen at all.

But these pig-headed people with proud faces and uniform movements, strong bodies and strong muscles, where are they still the dirty and fat appearance of the pig-headed people in their memories.