MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 75 Seventy-five wood elves and sorceresses (please subscribe)

   Chapter 75 Seventy-five Wood Elves and Sorceresses (Subscribe)

  In the early days of summer, the York River is flowing, and at the same time as the summer harvest is approaching, the halberd battalion formed by Lallen has taken shape.

  The halberdiers are the more common basic line of infantry in the empire's provinces. They are usually armed with a single-bladed halberd, a terrifying weapon with a heavy blade capable of slicing through thick armor and tough hides.

  Due to demand, the halberdiers have the largest payout among the imperial troops, and each Elector will recruit and maintain a sufficient number of halberdiers because of their dominance and versatility on the battlefield.

Some town guards or legions will equip the halberdiers with the same uniform, but the differences in local national culture and the special climate of the province make most halberdiers different protective gear. From the color of the uniform and the position of the armor, they can be divided into hundreds of types. , the maintenance of armor and weapons also fell on them, also causing the sergeants to vary greatly in combat effectiveness.

In the vast empire, there are too many unknown and powerful enemies lurking. In order to deal with different geographical threats, many famous legions were born, such as the Westland Golden Iris Corps, Nordland’s Nordland Marine Corps, Rui The Honor Guard of the Kelin, the River Cruisers of the Steerland and the Black Skulls of the Ostermark.

Dozens of sergeants armed with halberds and wearing simple breastplates are lining up for training in the barracks school grounds of Oak Village. Skills are practical skills that they must have.

  Kingdom Knight Nikas Francis, holding a thick-headed military stick, stood in the corner of the school field, and he ordered loudly:

   "Three stabs!"

"start!"

"Hahaha!"

   Following his command, the halberdiers quickly leveled the halberds, stepped forward, and even made Lallen smell a hint of danger with their consistent and continuous stabbing.

  The envisaged halberdier needs to be equipped with a steel helmet, halberd, breastplate, neck armor, throat guard, and a hem made of scale armor. The protection area increases and the weight also increases.

   And daily training cannot be accomplished overnight. The sergeant's weight-bearing and physical enhancement require a lot of nutrition. Lailun has guaranteed their daily needs with the food they have been allocated. After nearly a month, the young and strong who seemed to be thin and strong have become stronger.

  The two newly opened sewing shops in the village are rushing to make uniforms. The needleworker has recruited an additional twenty peasant women who are familiar with knitting clothes as helpers. In another month, Laylen will be able to equip the halberdiers with equipment.

  The mage of heaven, Rosamina von Julievno, was also there. The blue ribbon on the chest of the plain clothes was tied into a bow tie, and the leather trousers and riding boots were like a female explorer.

   She looked back and forth with her beautiful almond eyes, and briefly commented: "It's a very interesting team, I actually felt a little bit of the aura of the Palace Honor Guard from them."

The interior of the mage tower is being renovated these days, and new furniture is being moved in one after another. The sorceress rarely stays in the mage tower on weekdays. She prefers to go out to "gather the wind", collect various herbs, and research and configure new magic potions. He also specially approved a small herb garden for Rosa Mina in the courtyard of the lord's longhouse.

   "Is this a compliment?" Laren glanced at her.

Mage Agil likes to look up at the sky, watch the stars at night, and has long been exposed to the information revealed by the obscure stars, which makes the communication between the heavenly mages ambiguous. style.

   Good moral, mixed with bad sarcasm.

"Of course." Rosa Mina raised her eyebrows, and she said with great interest: "Rick's Imperial Palace Honor Guard is well-known in the whole old world, with superb tactics and high morale, does Mr. Lallen not want to control a team? An army like that?"

   "Have enough trust in your sergeant, Mr. Lallen."

   The last sentence was a bit teasing and playful, and the kingdom knight glanced at her, who blinked his long eyelashes and looked back innocently.

   "Katarina seems a little indifferent to you? Why?" Laren asked casually, recalling the indifferent relationship between the sorceress and the wood elves.

   "Why are you suddenly asking about this?"

"The wood elves communicate with everyone in no more than three sentences, and their tone is still in High Gothic. Only when they communicate with you, they use Elvish language, so as not to be heard by others, this is more than indifference in behavior." Rosa Mina stuck out her tongue at Lallen, and she changed her teasing tone a little: "It's not appropriate to use the word indifference to describe me and her, to be precise, your wood elf has a trace of me. hostile attitude."

   "Hostile?"

Lailun laughed, and his eyes continued to look at the military camp: "Katarina is the kind of arrogant and paranoid personality, and normal communication with her is not bad, at least I can listen to it and persuade, I don't want territory The sorceress and the wood elves had a falling out."

"Women's innate intuition is very accurate, especially the female Agil Mage who is very good at divination. Usually, the distance between my intuition and the truth is only one step away from confirming." Rosamina stomped on the soil stained on her boots. He glanced at the kingdom knight with a playful look: "Seriously, Mr. Lailun, it is rare for a guy of your age to have the strength of a kingdom knight, and his appearance is not bad. No wonder the female elves like you."

"Just thinking too much." Laylen waved his hand nonchalantly, his expression as usual: "Katarina is only temporarily staying in my territory, responsible for guarding the newly discovered heathland, until the wood elves send enough woodland guards. When protecting the heather, she will naturally leave."

   "I've explained this to you no less than twice, haven't I?"

   "Hehe~" Rosa Mina smiled at him and stopped talking about it.

No matter how many times Laren explained it, she would never believe that she had already sensed the clues of the wood elf Katarina. As the daughter of the dean of the Heaven Academy, Rosa Mina's emotions towards the wood elf and the complex society Relationships, know far more than Lallen.

   "How's your training, Your Excellency Francis." Laylen stretched out his hand kindly and shook hands with the kingdom knight Nikas Francis from different territories.

   The hem of the blue and white striped casual clothes moves slightly with the wind, the short black hair further sets off his capable temperament, the sea-blue pupils reveal wisdom and luster, and the resolute and heroic face has a smile.

A dwarf rune blacksmith hangs around the kingdom knight's waist. A green-grade long sword named "Blade of Conquest", the hilt is wrapped in a circle of silver wire, and two bright red agates are embedded at the end of the sword grid. When the user wearing it is caught in a battle, it can slightly increase the user's stamina recovery speed.

Heram's warhammer is too conspicuous, and many times the heavy warhammer is a little tasteless. Even if Lallen has a physique full of energy, and his endurance is more than twice that of ordinary kingdom knights, swinging the warhammer for a long time will inevitably fill the hands and feet with lead, and the combat effect will be greatly reduced. Compared with the Heram Warhammer, a long sword with a lighter weight and smoother swing is more suitable for ordinary combat.

"Very good, the results of their training were nearly half faster than I expected." Nikas Francis replied with a satisfactory result: "Lord Lailen, you have invested a lot of gold coins in the military, but your efforts will only pay off. , The young men in the territory are very strong, especially the weapons and equipment made by dwarves, which are enough to make other nobles feel ashamed."

"Dwarf craftsmen are very expensive, even if you are friends with them, but the price they give me is based on the length of the sergeants' beards. Fortunately, they don't have long beards." Laylen joked, and Nikas Francis walked out of the barracks together.

   The voice of the sergeant behind him became smaller and smaller, and the sound of horse hooves came from the racecourse far away.

  Ten minutes later, they rode through a street intersection. Laren's appearance caused quite a stir. The residents of the past greeted the two kingdom knights one after another, and the merchants on the carriage also took off their hats to salute them.

This is a passion that Francis has never felt. He inherited a small village from his parents, diligently managed and maintained it for several years, but barely solved the famine problem, in exchange for the reluctance of the territorial residents; They, although dressed in shabby and simple clothes, have healthy smiles on their faces and hope for the future.

   "It's only been less than a year, and the changes are so significant." He looked at Lallen, who waved to the side with complex eyes, and fell into contemplation.

   At the end of the street in the residential area, there is a landmark building with a quaint and peculiar tavern.

On both sides of the door frame of the tavern are carved images of drunken drinkers and a holy white tree standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain, which is the symbol of the mountains from the silver spire to the Eternal Peak. The logo on the lintel crossbar is a large Beer mugs, the tavern is very large, and the lintel reads "Glaurel Forest Tavern" in both High Gothic and Dwarven languages.

In order to meet the increasing flow of people and guests, this landmark building in Oak Village has reached [Level 2], and it was expanded once by the way. It occupies a larger and more spacious area, with a height of about five meters. It is very conspicuous, and it is also the most frequented paradise for the people.

   Several dwarves who newly settled in Oak Village chose to work as bartenders here. The salary is high and the work is comfortable. The most important thing is that as long as there is no delay, the drinks are free.

   Brewmaster Yilin brews various liquors here, such as barley wine, malt wine, sweet wine, dark beer, etc. The most important and best-selling is still "Balny Lafite Beer".

  This peculiar beer, with its unique aroma and flavor, has captured the love of many alcoholics. After drinking it, the hunger will disappear, and it can also increase courage in a short time. It is strong and refreshing.

After the sales spread by the Overland Chamber of Commerce, there are more and more businessmen, travelers and even noble valet who come to taste it. The winemakers are producing in full swing every day. It is preliminarily estimated that various orders have been placed this year. winter.

   A sign stands at the entrance of the tavern, which reads: "Welcome to the lord soldiers! Active duty sergeants will consume 10% off the drinks, and those who take off their pants and play drunkards are not allowed to enter."

Lailun dismounted and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry, Your Excellency Francis, my longhouse is being renovated, the noise of moving furniture and the pungent smell of painting are relatively heavy, the tavern's waiter is quite considerate, I hope you don't mind ."

"Oh! Your Excellency Lallen, thank you very much!" Nicas Francis had long heard about the special features of the Laurel Forest Tavern, and had no time to experience it for himself. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "If you can drink it again, Just ask me to go for a winter swim in the Claw Sea with a Balni Lafite!"

   "Haha, no problem, looks like I have to prepare a galley first."

At the long table in the corner of the entrance, there were several dwarves and human blacksmiths sitting. At this time, they should have just left the workshop. Their chattering voices could be heard across several tables, and the wine container was filled with ice cubes. , The Forest of Laurel Tavern has a special cellar to store ice cubes, and the craftsmen take advantage of the rare free time to drink a cold beer.

   "Barley bread and beer are delicious enough. This one is almost too bad."

   "What kind of soft bread to eat, the heirs of Grimnir should eat rock bread! Whoever! Bring me two plates of stone foam!"

   "I can smell the stench of roast lamb!"

There are neat wooden tables and wooden chairs in the tavern. There is also a large bar on the side against the wall. The wine master Yilin is in the back. The back of the bar is full of wine barrels of various colors. The interior of a good house is bright and bright. There are grease candles on every wooden table, and several dwarf-made special lighting oil lamps hang from the ceiling. The smell of smoke is small and the fire is bright, and the effect is much better than that of torches.

It didn't take long for Lallen, Rosamina, and Nikas Francis to sit at the VIP table on the second floor of the Woods of Laurel Tavern, with roast meat, beer, a plate of cauliflower salad, and a soup of chickpeas and peas. Goat cheese, butter, etc., one by one, spread out on the table.

   Rosa Mina sat quietly beside Laren, eating in small bites. The lady's dignified sitting posture made Nicas Francis aware of her extraordinary origin.

The    sorceress was full of curiosity about this crude tavern, and looked at the interior structure of the tavern lightly. The appetite of the two kingdom knights could destroy all food, and they focused on one important thing.

   "Oh roar, Mr. Lallen, this is the Balnea Laffey you want! I'll fill it up for you!" The new dwarf bartender shook his stomach one step at a time, reaching for two empty glasses.

   "Thank you." Lyron and Francis nodded their thanks, and the sorceress sitting on the back handed over their cups.

   "You want to try it too? This taste is not suitable for a lady." Lallen smiled lightly.

   "Why not?" Rosamina asked back, tilting her head, and said to the dwarf bartender in a gentle tone, "Mr. dwarf, please fill up."

   "Aha! No problem, no problem!" the dwarf bartender said happily, rubbing his beard.

After speaking, the bartender took three beer mugs and put them back on the wooden table: "I wish you a happy meal! Mr. Laren, this human girl has... er... I wish you a long and beautiful beard like mine. ! Haha~"

   "Thank you." Lallen picked up the glass: "Cheers, Francis."

"Cheers!" Nicas Francis was in high spirits, the scent of Barni Lafite beer not only aroused the greed in his stomach, but after the two kingdom knights took a gulp, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Comfortable! "

   "It's really not very tasty, the throat is hot, and the taste is a bit bitter." The sorceress took a sip, her cheeks reddened.

   "For a glass of liqueur?"

   "Thank you for your kindness." Rosa Mina stretched out her hand to fan herself, and rebuffed with her little tongue out: "But I can still persist, you have to dare to try."

   The persistent sorceress was finally swept up in hot tears, but she still had to bring ice cubes and put them in her mouth for a while before the hot feeling in her throat disappeared.

After    wiped out most of the food, Lallen and Francis chatted about the wolf slayer group.

   "Knight of the Kingdom of Honor, then I congratulate you in advance, Your Excellency Lallen, with the nomination of Earl Draven, I believe that you will soon be able to enter the ranks of nobles." Francis congratulated sincerely.

   "Thank you." With a certainty, Lallen didn't show much joy.

The title of "quasi-noble" is in the bag. To become a baron, you only need to accumulate military merits and experience qualifications, or what is the most indispensable thing in the empire is war. Lailun is considering the direction of future territorial expansion and after becoming a baron s plan

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