"Get moving! Damn, you're all stupid people with the same big brains as kobolds? How many times have I taught that when sprinting, not only the horse must move, but also the rider must move with him!

You use ten fingers and two arms, and these things are not just for you to eat, wipe your butt, or entertain yourself!

Go back to the starting point and do it again!

If anyone's moves are not up to standard this time, then give me thirty more practices! One person on a team is not qualified, and the rest of the people don't want to sleep tonight, you stupid guys! ”

A rough and low roar with a sense of dissatisfaction resounded on the grass at night, like an invisible whip whipping a group of recruits in front of them who were practicing the wall charge on their horses, making them turn their horses around and return to the starting point again without complaining.

These were all recruits recruited from the Crimson Keep by the hussar commander, Colonel Wallander.

This powerful and rough knight clearly did not know how to teach in a good way, and his training was always rough and simple.

If you can't do it once, you can practice it twice until these idiot recruits learn the most basic cavalry tactics, and this is only their first lesson.

Becoming a hussar has been the dream of countless young people in Translancia for a long time, but unfortunately the destruction of Siko City has completely declared the end of the hussar era.

Although the cavalry unit that had once threatened the continent had not completely lost its formation, the only remaining two or three kittens were obviously unable to support the dream of the Valand knights to re-establish their knightly prestige.

He had to replenish his legion with fresh blood.

Unfortunately, not everyone who can ride a horse can become a hussar.

The selection criteria for this special class are extremely harsh, and the Valand Knight has searched almost the entire Crimson Keep, but so far he has only been very selective about a hundred people.

A third of those 100 were Murphy's warriors.

Almost all of the Crimson Hammer Scythes with happy sticks on board passed the hussar selection test, but the entry criteria for this new class system were quite demanding.

Transferring to a hussar minion alone requires a stamina and strength stat of ≥7, which is basically equivalent to the standard that only the strongest individuals in the human race can meet the standard.

The basic condition for completing the second transfer to become a hussar vanguard is to complete the Black Iron Trial, in other words, every official member of the hussars is at least a cavalry of the Black Iron rank, and it is no wonder that the combat effectiveness of this army is so strong.

It is even more difficult to wonder that even at the height of Transnesia, the hussars never exceeded 5,000 men.

This is almost the elite of all the capable warriors in Translancia.

However, these prerequisites, which are extremely difficult for ordinary people, are very easy and simple for players, after all, they can level up quickly.

After Brother Bang's Scarlet Hammer Scythe Regiment swept through the entire Gnoll Disaster with the first place in the team battle, his thirty subordinates have all been "black-ironed", and naturally have become quite an excellent source of soldiers in the eyes of the Valand Knights.

Although the vulture knight kept cursing at this time, as if he was really teaching a group of hopeless fools, in fact, he knew very well in his heart that these warriors of Lord Murphy were incredibly talented in learning!

In his previous experience, it would take two months of training for new recruits to maintain a standard formation during the charge, but these guys had only become hussars yesterday and were already ready to charge with their rifles at nightfall today.

At this pace, these guys will be able to try to complete the trials from vanguard light cavalry to shock heavy cavalry in two months at most.

Valander stared blankly at the sixty recruits in front of him who were rushing across the meadow at high speed on their horses, and he could tell at a glance which were Murphy's warriors and which were the native of Transnesia.

Because the learning progress of the two sides is not at the same level at all, it is like a flock of free-range chickens mixed with some swans.

"Where did he get all this genius?"

The vulture knight was stunned and at the same time had a hidden ecstasy.

If Murphy's side can continue to recruit similar intelligent and strong mountain warriors from the mysterious "Seris" tribe, then his expectation of restoring a quarter of the hussars to the formation before the Black Plague arrives is not extravagant.

"Sonny, what do you think?"

Varander looked back at his wife, who was also his cavalry lieutenant, and his face was full of inquiry.

Although his wife is from the same mountain people as herself, compared to Valland, a big man who can't read a single word, Mrs. Sunny is already one of the people who are "rich and rich" among the mountain people.

In previous battles, the Vulture Knight also relied on his wife's wisdom and advice.

"My suggestion is to train these warriors separately from the average Translansian."

Lady Sunny replied very bluntly:

"It's like you can't keep goshawks and roosters together, the training progress of the locals will slow down the progress of these little talents.

Or the other way around!

Equip the natives as cavalry servants for a better match.

Lord Murphy's warriors learn things very quickly, but they're not perfect either.

These guys are too unstable, they are easily distracted by changes in the outside world, and it is difficult for them to be as resilient as a real hussar to complete the Grand Legion charge perfectly, so I think we should be biased towards their training.

It's better to train them as Scout Knights or Assault Rangers.

Besides, their talent shouldn't be tied down by their natural bloodline, and I think this return to Sicoling is an opportunity, Valland. ”

Mrs. Sunny scratched at her long braids, which were in the style of a "village girl", and the sturdy hussar lady whispered:

"After they have completed their basic training, they are brought into the mountains and forests of their ancestors, and the elders are asked to help them obtain the blessings of the mountains and nature.

This will allow them to quickly strengthen their bodies so that they can adapt to the heavy armor charge training that will take place later.

Also, they may already be eligible for their own Shadowmane Warhorse. ”

"It's too early."

The Vulture Knight was unimpressed.

He waved his hands and said:

"The Shadowmane Warhorse is the noblest treasure of our Saxophone Mountain People, how can it be so easily gifted to a group of Plainsmen?

I admit that they are improving very quickly, but they have to work a little harder to get my approval.

What's more, the Shadowmane Horses will never tame the weak, and they need more feats to gain the approval and followers of those mountain elves.

But what you say also has a point.

These guys are so talented in combat and learning that if they were any more numerous, I would even consider building a separate assault cavalry formation for them, and a voice in my heart was telling me that maybe this was the right way to use them."

"Knight Valland, the little count has called you over to say that he has something important to consult with you."

While the Valand knight was talking to his wife, an unarmored hussar rode over and reported a message to him.

Valand nodded, handing over the recruit training to his wife, and hurried to the makeshift tent that had been erected in the rear.

"Damn, this NPC is too strict."

After seeing the "Death Instructor" Valander Knight leave, the kind-eyed giant shark who was riding a horse training on the grass couldn't help but complain:

"I saw him with his legs and stomach trembling, this is probably the legendary 'murderous aura'?"

"You haven't left the saddle since yesterday afternoon, and it's not a matter of murderous anger that you are shaking your legs and stomach now.

That is, we eat less and go to the toilet less often, otherwise we have to pull our pants. ”

The happy bar next to him rubbed his already numb ass, and he complained fiercely:

"I've used up all the opportunities of my life to ride horses these days, and by the way, I feel like we've made the wrong choice.

The hussars aren't as rosy as they seem. ”

"Regret? It's too late! Our normal professions have been covered by the transfer of new recruits of the hussars, and there is no such thing as a wash in this game, so we can only stick to it now. ”

A group of buddies riding tigers and leopards are optimistic.

They think that the hussars are in line with the ID they gave themselves, and the hoplite cavalry battle formation charge is such a thing, which hot-blooded man is not confused?

Of course, they haven't forgotten business.

The tiger and leopard rider came over and whispered to the stick brother who was beating his legs:

"We'll be in Sico City tomorrow, so we'll start the treasure hunt right away?"

"Don't rush, go to the plot first."

Brother Bang waved his hand and said:

"I just received treasure hunting information from Master Murphy before I left, the place is further northwest of the West Keling, and this time we are going to dig up two treasures.

So the brothers keep their spirits up, and wait for Brother Woo Meow and them to come over to meet before talking about anything else. ”

——

In a lavish grey tent gifted by Lord Murphy, Valand meets his monarch.

The Countl of Sharon is busy drawing a set of blueprints, while her engineering apprentice, Brother Loyal, is on the side, and the two discuss replacing Brother Loyalist's left arm with a more powerful combat sword.

Valand doesn't understand these complicated things.

He glanced at the drawings on the table, and saw that the new combat sword applied to the mechanical arm on the blueprint resembled a mantis's scythe, supported by a complex mechanical structure, which looked quite eye-catching.

Maybe this is again the "wisdom" of those warriors?

"Valland, you're here, I have bad news."

The little Earl of Sharon has been able to run and jump since he was transformed into a vampire, and his mood is much better than before, and his demeanor is a little more suitable for the girl of her age.

But when it comes to talking about things, that little face is very serious.

She pushed the flying goggles that hung on her forehead, and said helplessly to her most loyal knight colonel:

"Lord Murphy has captured a sorcerer under the command of the Gnoll in the Filthy Swamp, who has revealed terrible news about Sico City after interrogation.

Our city was ruined.

We thought the catastrophe was over, but in reality the shadow of uneasiness has been hiding and creeping slowly under the ruins.

According to Lord Murphy, the psionic plague used by the Pioneer Legion two years ago was a malicious creation of some sorcerers in the Tower of the Ring.

Those plagues will not only kill our fellow citizens, but will also transform them into necromantic creatures, imprisoning their souls in rotten bodies so that they cannot return to the mountains and the bosom of their ancestors.

And now, beneath the ruins of Sico, the necromantic creatures have gathered, waiting for orders from those behind them.

It may only take one day for our former compatriots and relatives to step into the world again with a cursed body."

"How wicked!"

Varand was shocked by the news.

After escaping from the hell of Sico City two years ago, they did not send scouts to reconnoiter close to the ruins of the city, and even Valand himself risked entering the city several times against the remaining plague, but he did not find anything worthy of attention in Sico City, because the perception and shelter given by the mountains and forests are difficult to take effect in that evil place.

He didn't doubt that Lord Murphy would joke about such a thing.

But if this news is true, then their journey back to Sico City will be fraught with danger.

"You must go back to the Crimson Keep now!"

The vulture knight knelt down before the little Earl, and said to Sharon solemnly:

"You have finally gained your health and can no longer venture to dangerous places, and I will go to the ruins of Sico City to bring back the bones of the old count and the tools you left there in your place.

That Lord Murphy had a good saying, Tellancia was in ruins right now, and every manpower was invaluable, especially a ruler like you.

We can't take risks now. ”

"No, Valander, I know you're worried about me, but now I must go back with you personally."

Little Sharon shook her head, she clenched her fists, and explained:

"If Lord Murphy's news is true, it means that I may see my parents under the rubble. It wasn't the kind of meeting I was expecting, but I had to make it.

I want to see if my parents and my compatriots are still in danger.

Lord Murphy informed me in his correspondence that the Gnoll Warlock has something called the 'Scepter of Command', which is the secret legend of the Moon Priests of the Songhai Empire manipulating the dead, and if my parents and our people are also controlled by such evil creatures, then we cannot let them down again after the last regret.

We are the children of the mountains and forests!

We bond nature and wildness in our souls and lives, and we never give up on our own people, neither death nor disaster can separate us.

What's more, we left in such a hurry that the psionic armor forging drawings of the hussars and shadowmane horses and the drawings of various weapons for the hussars were still in my father's hands.

You can't rebuild the hussars without that. ”

"I'll get it back, I can't let you risk it anymore."

The Valand knights are still stubborn.

However, the little earl was not really asking for his opinion, and the girl who could lead the hussars in the mountains and forests for two years after suffering could never be a coward.

Her call was only to inform her decision.

Seeing the persistence on Sharon's pale face, Valand knew that he couldn't persuade his lord, although this little girl was not at all as strong and invincible as her father, but her stubborn character was an out-and-out mountain people's embryo.

"Well, I can't beat you."

The Vulture Knight eventually relented, but he insisted:

"You can go in with us, but you can't go alone, you have to be accompanied by me or Sunny."

"Sunny has a baby, so don't let her go to that dangerous place, okay? That's your first child, and I'm counting on him to become the future hussar general. ”

The Little Earl of Sharon screamed:

"Let Sunny go back to the mountains and forests to recuperate, I'm a very powerful vampire now, and I'm not afraid of those dead spirits crawling out of hell."

"Yes, yes, we've designed this for recruits!"

The loyal brother next to him also came to the end.

He picked up a set of gas masks made of leather tubes from his feet and handed it to the Vulture Knight, explaining:

"This thing protects recruits below the Black Iron Tier, and I've added two more layers of filters to it, which will allow us to stay in the plague residue longer without draining our psionic energy.

I've heard that you used to hold up the purifying light of natural psionic energy every time you entered the ruins, and now you don't need that, and my little mentor and I have made two boxes of 'Vampire Fists'.

That's enough for us to complete this exploration of the ruins. ”

The Valand Knight glanced at the curved mines placed next to the tent, he had seen them explode in the barracks before, and they were truly powerful.

"The new cavalry rifle is almost ready."

Little Sharon patted the drawings on the table and said:

"This new knowledge makes me feel like I've opened up a new world, wait, Valander, I'll personally make our hussars the first cavalry on the continent!

Those things that have been taken away, we must take them back with our own hands! Murphy promised that at some point in the future, we would face the Pioneer Corps and Marshal Loren again!

I have no doubt about Murphy's steadfastness in this matter, that we will once again be divided on the battlefield with the warlike shorts who have destroyed our homeland, and the next time, we will let him and his soldiers truly experience what despair is! Just as they destroyed our past.

Of course, we will not use the plague.

Even vampires are much more merciful than these guys who chase war, enjoy war, and sing the praises of war. ”

Ps：

There will be a big recommendation in a few days, and it will be added when the time comes! Well~plus more more~

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