"Flatten the gun, don't panic, keep the queue, if you still want to survive on the battlefield!"

"Cover yourself with a shield, don't expose yourself, and stab your sword from the bottom up!

On the training ground, the soldiers, under the leadership of their respective captains, carried out routine basic training, including projection and white-knuckle combat, and of course, tactical training for platoon attacks was also indispensable.

The soldiers were fully equipped and trained in units of the hundreds, and the captains were armed with short sticks and shouted loudly from line to line, and the soldiers would be hit with sticks if they were not careful.

"Keep up with you idiot, do you want to die if you fall behind?!"

"Take your hands off the way, I'll kick you out of my team if I see you pee your pants again!"

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On the other hand, the wing of archers, who were practicing and debugging the "new equipment", was slowly adapting to the little ones in their hands, and this kind of crossbow that had shrunk by one was still very new to them.

The firing range is two hundred meters, about one hundred and fifty meters can shoot through the iron armor, two rounds a minute, and if you are proficient, you can even shoot three shots a minute, and the crossbow that has been debugged many times can finally be put into practice, although the requirements for arm strength are still very high, but normal trained people, it is no problem to use it in a short period of time for eleven or two times in a row.

Here Theodore also made a small improvement - adding a small iron ring in front of the crossbow, so that it could be stepped on and pulled by the foot to avoid breaking the bow body - there was no jishu content, but in ancient societies, a small improvement could have gained a great advantage.

Rather than thinking about how to make explosives and develop powder guns, it is better to think about making improvements in these small areas, which will work quickly and be more helpful.

After all, the early gunpowder guns, that is, cheating goods, are not only often jammed, but also turn into burning sticks when it rains, and will go off if you are not careful, as for the hit rate and range, it is simply a handful of snot and a tear - even if you stand a hundred meters away and want to aim at the enemy, you might as well aim at the moon, because the hit rate of the two is the same.

"The two infantry wings have been completely reassembled, the role of training is no longer very obvious, and the rest is a matter of battlefield experience. ”

In the shade of the trees, Quintus stood aside, narrating succinctly and clearly. Theodore sat in a chair with a sword in his hand, looking at the soldiers who were still training under the sun.

"In addition, the new weapons sent by the scholars have been equipped with the archer wings, forming a new squadron of one hundred and sixty men, which in a sense can supplement the deficiencies of the archers. ”

"This year's spring ploughing is the most likely time for the orcs to attack, if it is opened now, Rome can only send two infantry wings and one archer wing, I will take all the veterans, and then the defense of Caesarea will drop a lot. Theodore said nonchalantly: "Let the recruits start patrolling the mission, so that they can quickly familiarize themselves with their future work and responsibilities." ”

"Understood!" Quintus bowed his head.

"So be it, don't forget to inform Belisarius and ask him to speed up the training of the cavalry as well. Theodore stood up and turned to leave.

"Caesar!"

"What's the matter?"

"Do we have to do so much to help the natives?" Quintus asked nervously, quietly waiting for Theodore's reply: "Romans, weishenme is going to sacrifice for others?"

"......" Theodore was silent, "that's what you want to ask?"

"Yes!" Quintus did not shy away: "The Romans will not be afraid of the battlefield, but at least they will know what they are fighting for!"

"We didn't sacrifice for anyone else, Quintus. Theodore didn't turn around, his voice was still so tepid: "From the moment the orcs appeared, the meaning of this war is completely different, it is not a war between who and whom, it is a choice of survival or destruction, and we are not fighting for wealth, land, population, or dignity, but the right to live!"

"People take up arms when they don't have a choice, but when that happens, who else will stand with you?!"

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"That's what Old Best asked you to bring here?"

In the hall of the castle, Grand Duke Brenus sat on his high-backed chair and looked at the somewhat restrained knight in front of him with a gloomy face.

"Yes, my lord. The knight cautiously replied, as far as he knew that his master and the duke's relationship was not so "close and friendly", but still allowed himself to send the letter: "Lord Best said that you will definitely agree!"

"What else did that old thing say?!"

"Uh-huh...... The adult also said. The knight quickly lowered his head and said, "Whether you want to or not, he will live and die with Severcro!"

"Huh! The Duke snorted angrily, and took a new glass filled with ale from the side, and the tempting foam almost overflowed: "Tell me, who else did he send a letter to?!"

"Salion, Laria, and Marions, as well as several surrounding lords, have sent messages. The knight replied honestly.

"Sure enough, this old fox has always been a man of his mouth. The duke gulped down the ale: "Old man, help me send off the guests!"

"Understood!" the middle-aged knight thumped his chest and walked over to the messenger's side, "Let's go, sir." ”

"Wait!Duke, you haven't said yes yet!" the messenger quickly stopped and ran towards Brenus, but was stopped by the middle-aged knight: "Please agree! For the sake of the Radiant Cross, Severcro is already in danger!

"The adults have already agreed, haven't you seen it!" the middle-aged knight stopped him and whispered: "Hurry up and go, while the adults haven't changed their minds!"

"Wait!" exclaimed the Duke.

"Huh?!"

"This, to commend your loyalty, knight!" the old duke casually threw two small gold coins to the knight: "By the way, it will be used as your travel expenses back, don't let that guy say that I am too shabby to even pay for the passage!"

"xiexie!xiexie, your generosity!" the messenger was grateful, took the gold coin, and bowed incessantly, "I will definitely convey your will to your lordship!"

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"Whew, damn it. Brenus sat back in his seat: "Old man, let someone get ready, we don't have so much time!"

"So, how many people are going to be taken away?" asked the middle-aged knight respectfully.

"All the knights, and a thousand infantry. Brenus folded his fingers and counted, "Our enemy is stronger than we think, and we can't be too cautious!"

"Got it, anything else?"

"You send someone to Ado...... Oh, it's Caesarea, that's a mouthful!" the Duke scolded, "Go and ask that Theodore Julian, if he is still willing to keep the promise!"

"Forget it, don't send someone!" the duke denied what he had just said before he could finish speaking: "It's better to let my son go in person, and let Aaron go can better represent me, so that he can also know the seriousness of the matter!"

"Is it so dangerous?" the middle-aged knight frowned, "Need to go all out so much?"

"Not yet, not yet, not yet to that extent, not yet to the point where there is a full-scale war between our two sides. The Duke shook his head and set the cup aside: "But the result this time will show us whether these people have understood that we have reached the point where we will perish if we are not united!"

"If they insist on going their own way, thinking they can enjoy peace, then what should we do?"

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It was late afternoon when Aaron Brennus arrived in Caesarea.

The straight cobblestone streets, the neat houses, and the ruddy-faced inhabitants made him a surprise to the Romans who had only settled here for less than a year to make it so rich.

And those glassware, which is refreshing. Aaron, who has always been very proud, felt a little convinced for the first time, not only by the other party's force, but also by his skill in governing the territory.

The Liliang of wisdom surpasses the Liliang of the sword - as the future Duke of Brenus, Aaron is deeply touched by this.

Perhaps, some experience of the other party can help him to govern the territory better? An idea of humbly seeking advice appeared in his mind.

"Please wait in the hall now, Caesar will be coming soon. ”

The man who received him was Elendil, the man who had defeated him with just one sword, and although it was not known if the other party had arranged it intentionally, it made Aaron more cautious.

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"So, Duke Brenus wants me to send troops, right?" asked Theodore softly as he looked at the boy in front of him, who was about his own age.

"Exactly, Lord Theodore, the time has come for us to unite. Aaron looked at him with a dignified expression, looking very confident: "A tribe of orcs is rapidly moving north, they have at least four thousand people, once they capture Severcro, the entire northern region will be in no danger to defend, that kind of outcome must also be known to you, at least for now, the human Shijie will become their hunting ground, and the territories that cannot communicate with each other can only shrink back to defense, waiting for the moment when the other party will attack." It's like, just like the South back then!"

"I want to know, what is the plan of the Duke of Brenus?"

"Of course, it's an army!" Aaron looked up proudly, "Two hundred knights, plus a thousand infantry, will go with my father to help, whether you are willing to fulfill your promise or not!"

"I'm the Caesar of the Romans, so I'll do what I say!"

"So what is your decision?!"

"Since the allies have made a request. Theodore stood up: "Rome will go all out!"

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