MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 65 Sixty-five · Expedition to Suppress Bandits (Subscribe)

   Chapter 65 Sixty-five · Expedition to Suppress Bandits (Subscribe)

   "Some. Coincidence." Lailen smiled at the beautiful eyes staring at him.

It can be seen from the strange eyes of the wood elf that she does not believe the words of the kingdom knight: "What kind of coincidence did a human knight get the legendary dragon egg? Bocher, the **** of your deceitful words and deceit Same, unconvincing."

"Okay, okay, it's enough to know that the owner of this dragon egg is me." Lailun spread his palms, and he tried his best to avoid questions about the origin of the dragon egg. The number of dragons in the old world was very small. Most of them are dormant in dense forests and abyss. This is the case. Kingdom knights are also indisputable: "You should know the hatching process of dragon eggs, right?"

   Katarina no longer asked, there are too many extraordinary secrets in the human beings in front of them, enough to make Eslai curious, the wood elf is not in a hurry to solve his mystery: "Of course."

"Dragon eggs will show exuberant vitality when they are about to hatch. The fetal blood of young dragons is called 'Kungunis' in Elvish language, that is, 'Elixir of Immortality'." Katarina held the dragon egg in both hands, amber The color of the eyes reflected the fire, and the surface of the eggshell was covered with scales with flame patterns, constantly ironing her palm: "Human, you are very lucky, and in the near future, you will witness a fierce sun dragon breaking out of its shell."

   "How long was that?" Lallen asked curiously.

"Not sure, a year or two." Katarina shook her head, and she couldn't judge the specific time of the birth of this great creature: "Only the lord of Lauren Loren Forest, the guardian of the golden and silver sacred tree, Only Her Majesty Queen Rist can give the enlightenment of the precise time, the queen has the strength of the sanctuary and is proficient in the wind magic of Jiron,"

   "You mean, let me take the dragon egg and go to the Laurent Loren Forest to see Her Majesty the Queen?"

   "Think beautiful."

  “.”

   The two were silent for a moment, and a small area of ​​the dark black forest lit up.

"Put it away and hide it, Laren, make sure to hide it tightly without leaving any traces." The wood elf Katarina returned the fiery dragon egg to the kingdom knight, and she reminded lightly: "A giant that is about to hatch. The allure of the dragon is beyond your imagination, once the news of the hidden dragon eggs is revealed, there will be countless pairs of eyes staring at this land."

   "Maybe if you open your eyes tomorrow morning, a poisonous dagger will be stuck in your throat, and it will kill you at any time."

   "What if I release news that I want to sell this dragon egg?"

  Lairen has already got what he wants. The surface of the ring he wears flashes, and the dragon egg disappears without a trace: "Will the elves choose to buy it?"

The wood elf is no stranger to magic storage rings, she glanced at the kingdom knight, and picked up a long strand of hair hanging from her ear: "Esley is not interested in pure blood dragons, their breath will destroy the dragon's breath. We would prefer to fight side by side with forest dragons as allies instead of taking down entire woodlands."

   "For example, a woodland lord in the forest of Athel Loren, the Twilight sisters Alohan and Nestra, their mount is a forest dragon named Cexinhal."

   "What about the high elves and dark elves? Are they the same as Aisley?"

"My cousins ​​will only send the best assassins and killers to cut off your limbs, then take you to Kaledor Dragon City or Nagarond to be tortured and burn your territory to the ground." Katarina sneered. Said: "High elves and dark elves are willing to sacrifice hundreds of lives in order to compete for a dragon egg. They crave the power of dragons, just like vampires crave blood."

  The short spring hunt is over.

  Oak Village Under the clear blue sky in the north, the hard-working residents are ploughing. The stone road leading to the lord's longhouse is full of travelers and explorers of all kinds. A newly arrived caravan drove a carriage into the village within the city wall.

  The clear water of the York River flows through the territory of the kingdom knights, leading to the gatehouses of the outer walls of the four directions. The coat of arms of the "Holy Hammer" of the local lords hangs, symbolizing ownership and division of power.

  【Oak Village】

  【Lord: Lallen】

  [Category: Human medium-sized village (upper limit: 768\\3000)]

  [Resources: 271 gold coins, 65 stone, 210 wood, 165 grain\Monthly output: 86 gold coins, 10 stone, 50 wood]

  [Population: Human*749, Dwarf*18, Wood Elf*1]

  [Order: +73 (to be stable)]

  【Development: +75】

[Built: Lord Longhouse (Level 2), Farmland (Level 2), Lumberyard (Level 2), Waterwheel (Level 1), Simple Infantry Battalion, Barn (Level 1), Blacksmith Shop (Level 1), Sigmar Shrine, Serena Church, Laurel Forest Tavern (Landmark), Livestock Farm (Level 1), Trade Market (Level 1)]

  【Buildable: Dragon Nest (Special Building), Lumberyard (Level 3), Cavalry Battalion (Level 1)】

  [Army: 80 Spear and Shield Soldiers, 40 Crossbow Soldiers, 13 Rangers\Monthly Expenditure: 24 Gold Coins, 50 Food]

  Sound infrastructure has freed the shackles of village development. In just half a year, the population of Oak Village has more than tripled.

The army's equipment has been innovated and replaced. The chain armor, infantry breastplate and dwarf hand crossbow that have been continuously produced by the blacksmith shop have finally been installed after more than three months of preparation. It is more than enough for village-level battles. The sergeants had the confidence to knock down the enemy.

   Describes the Oak Village army in the words of the Dwarf Runesmith: "Stronger than goblins, smarter than orcs, and slightly faster than dwarves."

"In the western Drakovald Forest, Beastmen have been found active in outposts one after another, and they have begun to appear frequently on the edge of the forest. His Excellency the Elector has deployed part of the army of Midden to reinforce the forest frontier. Strength." Laylen, wearing a dark silver dwarf Seiko rune plate armor, sat in the conference room of the infantry battalion: "Many knights responded to the call of the White Wolf Elector and prepared to launch a small-scale war as a priority to eliminate some of the people gathered in Beastmen of the outer forest, relieve the pressure of summer battles."

The knight commander of the 14th company of the White Wolf Knights, Krill Anluo, hummed first: "Our elector is not too stupid, and he knows that the army will be withdrawn from Kronborg before the spring ploughing, and there is a provincial army. Support, this summer will be much better."

   His words caused laughter from all the knights in the conference room. Krill brought a full twenty people, that is, half of the white wolf knights of the 14th company, to participate in the bandit battle.

   He hated the robbers raging in the Earl of Draven, and wished to hang all the outlaws at the head of Bray Town.

After the laughter subsided, the knights of the kingdom continued: "My rangers have detected a few strongholds where robbers and robbers are hiding. The summer border defense arrangements have been prepared, and there are enough troops that can be mobilized in each territory. The sooner it is resolved, the better.”

  Everyone very much agreed with the view of the Kingdom Knights.

  The continuous wars have resulted in a large group of displaced unfortunate people in the empire. This group of human beings who lack order and guidance usually choose to turn the grass into robbers, changing from the unfortunate to the executioner who inflicts misfortune.

  The imperial nobles are basically different from the knight masters opposite the Grey Mountains. The latter is at least full of martial virtues. He may not be an outstanding lord, but he still has two brushes for rushing into the crowd to fight.

   And the imperial aristocracy is more like a synonym for Fella's unbearable, bloated and decadent system, which has spawned a bunch of misers who only care about their immediate interests. The big aristocrats have always had a headache when robbers and robbers suddenly appeared in their territories.

  The nobles will exclaim: "He's **** up, how did the territory become like this, you must punch hard!"

   So he will send a private champion warrior to lead the army, and hide in the castle to wait for the victory. If things go against your expectations, the greedy army sent will only make the bandits more and more and lose more money.

  Officer Pittman took out the map and laid it flat on the large table.

   "Starting from this stronghold, let the outlaws pay their due price!" The Kingdom Knight stretched out a finger and pressed it on the hill in the upper right corner of the map.

   A light rain fell on the night after the pre-war consultation.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Ranger Albert woke up from his single bedroom in the Oak Village Infantry Battalion. There was a screeching noise outside, and a Disciplinary Sergeant stood on the Infantry Battalion's watchtower and blew the swan whistle. , which only blows when the army is assembled.

   "Huh~" The ranger let out the stuffy breath in his chest and got off the bed. The sky outside was dark.

  Albert washed his face, and began to put on his clothes, leather coat, cloak, chainmail, with a long sword around his waist, and finally removed the guard from the wall. Raised as a new longbow, one step out of the room door.

   In the aisle, the soldiers put on their equipment and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast in an orderly manner. The two military discipline sergeants overseeing military discipline held their hands behind their backs and stared at the long queue with cold eyes.

   "Good morning! Captain!"

"Good morning."

   "Captain Albert, good morning!"

   "Good morning, Patou.".

The soldiers greeted the crossbowman company commander in succession. Compared with the ruthless "Instructor Moore", Albert's vulgar jokes and his wit were more popular among the recruits. Of course, he was as attractive as Gavin. Respect.

   Dozens of neatly arranged tables were filled with soldiers dining, and several disciplined sergeants wandered back and forth to avoid delaying the gathering time of the troops during the meal.

A few minutes later, Albert was looking for a place with a plate. The breakfast was more abundant than usual, a few pieces of brown bread, vegetables and flour, plus small pieces of pork cooked into thick porridge, an egg, and a cup of blue sheep. Milk.

   He saw that there was a vacancy next to Gavin in the corner, and walked over immediately: "Good morning, my instructor, did you sleep well last night?"

   "Could barely fall asleep," Gavin replied briefly.

   "Have you said goodbye to your family?"

   "No." The infantry company commander shook his head expressionlessly and swallowed the last egg: "Goodbye will only make them worry about it. I firmly believe that I can come back alive and that the soldiers can return safely."

".I understand."

  Albert raised his brows, he suddenly felt that Gavin in front of him was a little strange.

   Before the third swan whistle blew, an army of five hundred people was rapidly gathering in the clearing of the barracks.

Dozens of spears are lined up everywhere, and the Oak Village infantrymen have all been equipped with shields. The crossbowmen armed with dwarf crossbows are ready to go. The flag made Oak Village's army unique among the mottled and chaotic coalition forces.

   The most dazzling ones on the campus are the twenty white wolf knights in silver plate armor.

   They rode fierce warhorses, carrying warhammers or tomahawks in both hands, sharp submachine lances hanging from their saddles, and a grey-white wolfskin cloak fluttering behind their backs.

More than 30 ranger knights with poor equipment, with their own shields on the hind legs of their horses, engraved with the coat of arms of their respective families, and sharp swords hanging from their waists, in front of the real elites of the empire like the White Wolf Knight, how arrogant they are. The guy can't help but bow his head, like a redneck hillbilly.

   "Laylen, how many good things have you robbed, the military equipment is better than that of the Bray garrison!" Krill carried his own white wolf warhammer.

   His eyes wandered back and forth between the phalanx of Oak Village soldiers and the formation of other army soldiers. The former was more energetic and vigorous, and its combat effectiveness was beyond doubt.

The lord of Lud Village affiliated to Bray Town, the kingdom knight Nikas Francis is dressed in plain and heavy plate armor, and his face is very serious. Your Excellency Lun, the standard crossbow in your army seems to be different from the crossbow machine installed in the empire, and it should be a dwarf hand crossbow."

"You are right, Your Excellency Francis." Lallen replied sincerely, he couldn't help but have a new understanding of this humble kingdom knight: "Several dwarf craftsmen have settled in my village, the weapons and armor of the army, It's all up to my dwarf friends."

The wood elf Katarina was hidden under a dark green cloak, riding a tall horse with a woodland longbow and a few pots of arrows behind her back, quietly following Lallen, she wore a mask and a hood , to cover up all the characteristics of the elf, and the knights thought she was Laylen's entourage.

   "Nearly 100 sets of infantry armor, weapons, standard crossbows and bolts. I can't imagine the amount of gold coins that such an army needs. It must be an astronomical amount." Kingdom Knight Nikas Francis sighed sincerely.

Laylen smiled mildly. In fact, he only paid for the raw materials. As for the cost of 'hiring' dwarf craftsmen, if the food and accommodation of the Stonehelm clan's dwarf craftsmen for the past few months were converted into money, it would probably not exceed twenty gold coin.

At this moment, seven dwarf warriors from the Stonehelm clan stood at the forefront of the Oak Village army phalanx. Braided in locks of copper rings, he held high a one-handed battle axe and a round shield that covered his entire body.

  , the dwarf chieftain Rangni Stonehelm, wears an exaggerated horn helmet, swings a rune hammer in his hand, and the scales and armor on his body rise and fall like waves.

The    dwarven warriors kept shouting: "Kazooka! Kazooka! Ha!".

   This attracted the attention of everyone around except the soldiers of Oak Village.

   "Claire, it's almost time." Laylen reminded the White Wolf Knight.

"okay!"

  The White Wolf Knight looked very excited. He enjoyed the military life very much: "My soldiers! Are you ready!"

   Hundreds of people responded with the loudest voices.

   "Very good! Let's go!"

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