Black Iron Crown

The sky in Fort Moland is clear and there is not even a single cloud in the sky. The sun shines directly on the ground and on the human body. There is a warm and very comfortable feeling, which is completely different from the vicious sun in summer. .

A cool spring breeze blows on the body, taking away the excess heat in the body, making people feel extremely comfortable.

It is now May 10th, the 22nd year of the empire, and Leiner's military training plan has been going on for seven or eight days. The blacksmiths have worked overtime to produce barely usable gun heads and distributed them to various places.

Of course, the number is not so large, only more than 500 pieces. Reiner ordered each village to select young and middle-aged residents between the ages of 18 and 40 for militia training, and Sergeant Morland scattered them to each village for training. them.

Of course, their achievements in seven or eight days are not very big. At most, they know how to use spears. As for combat skills and arrays, they don't know anything about it. And for the hunters on the territory, Reiner also let his own archers Let's teach.

It is much easier to train them. After all, they are people who rely on the forest for their food, and they have to rely on the bows and arrows in their hands to obtain prey to maintain their lives.

They are all legal hunters of Fort Moreland. With their backs against the frigid forest, they don't need to worry about their prey being hunted down. Therefore, Baron Moreland of all generations has let the hunters hunt.

So their shooting skills are not much different from the archers in the current Leiner army. They just need to be able to understand the shooting orders and how to do the volley.

As far as Leiner's current situation is concerned, the best choice is for all the people to be soldiers. He doesn't have so many people who can be drawn out to train a professional army that does not do production. Therefore, the combat effectiveness of the militia is not strong, but it can still have some combat power. A person with ability has become his best choice.

This is also a helpless solution. The current population and productivity of his territory do not allow him to recruit a large number of professional troops. If he wants to quickly increase the army's proficiency, he will only have an army that appears out of thin air, such as the system arms. Leading to the transfer of too many people leads to a shortage of labor and a decline in productivity.

Kerim is a freeman from Nitang Village under Fort Moreland. He said that he is a freeman, but his life is not particularly good, and even his family's martial arts are thrown in the fields.

The little space left in his family was unable to support him to purchase weapons and equipment. Unable to perform military service, he only retained the status of a self-cultivator, completely incapable of fighting.

In order to regain the glory of his family, he resolutely decided to join the militia training team as a self-cultivator, otherwise, Free Civil Affairs would not need to participate in militia training.

In his hand is a long gun with a length of more than four meters. The tip of the gun is issued by Reiner, and the barrel is made by their own hands. Such a long gun will feel very strange even if it is held in the hand for a long time. Tired, let alone use this long gun for training.

Even though the weather was not hot at this time, and it was even a slightly cool spring, they were all sweating. The back of the clothes he was wearing for doing farm work on weekdays was completely soaked, and the sweat trickled down his forehead. In his eyes, but he still didn't dare to put down the spear in his hand to wipe them.

He took a big gulp of the cool air, hoping to take away the temperature in his body, his lips were a little chapped due to a lot of dehydration, and he couldn't even feel the existence of his arms.

"Faster! Harder! Enemies on the battlefield will not be killed by slow and feeble spears like yours!"

"Do you want to die on the battlefield in the future? If you train hard now, you may become soldiers in the baron's army in the future!"

"Hurry up! Soldiers! In the future you will all be brave warriors, and the eagle will soar in the sky, but before that it will experience countless pains and transformations, and now is the time for you to transform!"

The Moreland sergeants shouted loudly to these militiamen,

These sergeants are not soldiers who do all kinds of evil, on the contrary, they are lawful soldiers with a free spirit. The mountain people of the Rhodok Kingdom could not bear the exploitation of the Swadia Kingdom, so they revolted for freedom and their own people, and established the Rhodok Kingdom, so these people don't oppress the bottom-level residents like those soldiers.

"Spurt! Take it back!" The Rhodoks kept chanting, training the combat capabilities of the militiamen.

The training of the militia is far from being cruel, they only receive a moderate amount of training, which is not at the same level as that of Leiner's regular army.

Because their nutrition is completely inferior to that of the regular army, Leiner's regular army has meat for three meals a day, whether it is chicken, fish, or jerky from wild animals, it is their staple food. Having such a food supply allows them There is inexhaustible strength all over their bodies, which can support them to carry out very cruel training. Those recruits also quickly bulged their tendons during this time, and they looked very sturdy. Of course, combat experience still needs further training. training.

Not only the residents of Fort Moreland have to receive such training, but others have indeed received such orders. This is how a territory is gradually ruled while obeying the orders.

In order to train these militiamen, Leiner sent out all the Moreland sergeants, leaving only fifty armed soldiers stationed in the castle.

"Okay! Rest for a while!" Following the order of the Moreland sergeant, the militiamen let out a long breath. Kerim put the spear on the ground and rubbed his sore arm. Some villagers Carrying several large buckets from a distance, the militiamen must be replenished with water.

And the sergeant Molander in leather armor sat down cross-legged near the militiamen. He was a soldier who looked to be in his thirties, with muscles all over his body, even under the leather armor. It can also be clearly seen that the explosive power contained in the muscles full of violent beauty is obvious.

Looking at Kerim who was extremely tired, he smiled and said, "What's wrong? Is this unbearable?"

Kerim glanced at him, nodded wearily, and then shook his head hastily.

"It's normal to feel tired! Rather than saying that we were sent by the Holy Father to help the Baron, it is better to say that the Baron brought us from another world through the Holy Father!"

Hearing such miraculous remarks, Kerim couldn't help but widen his eyes, and several other trained militiamen also sat up one after another, pricking up their ears to listen to what was going to be said next.

Glancing at the militiamen who noticed this place, the Sergeant Molland said: "I was born in a remote mountainous area on a continent. Although the land there is not barren, the huge mountainous terrain still makes it very difficult for us to cultivate. "