Ride and Cut

Compared with the regular army, the noble private soldiers are often far different in terms of organization and equipment, and the overall combat effectiveness is not at the same level.

Although they will also participate in the war, they can only be used as vassals or reserve troops of the regular army. Any mature military officer knows that in most cases, it is best not to place much hope on private soldiers.

The fighters of Alpine Castle are also private soldiers in nature, but the need for political propaganda combined with the outstanding achievements in the past gave them a chance to prove themselves, and they were able to join the dragon's claw sequence as a combat unit.

The number of official soldiers in Gaoshanbao is about 300, plus miscellaneous cooks and auxiliary soldiers, barely enough for a thousand-man team. Flying the freshly baked Ripper banner, he followed his lord to the city of Cologne mightily.

According to the solar terms, it is only the beginning of winter, but this year's climate is really strangely cold, and the cold wind blows all day long without stopping. Even Li Cha, who is the most frost-resistant, had to compromise a bit and put on a sheepskin waistcoat.

Occasionally on the road, you can see frozen corpses of aborigines, and there are often creepy smiles on their faces.

Some sheep-headed auxiliary soldiers are very soft-hearted and try to dig pits to bury the corpses of these poor people, but they often only leave white spots on the frozen ground with their shovels, so they have to give up.

Hurt said that this kind of abnormally cold weather was called white disaster, and it happened occasionally in the wilderness in previous years, but it was really rare to this year's level. The cold wind pierced through the bones like needles. No matter how much clothes you wear, you can barely keep out the cold. It is destined that many indigenous tribes will not be able to resist.

"This damn weather is not suitable for fighting at all. It's okay to eat barbecue in the house." Gunther also wore very little clothes, but compared with those auxiliary soldiers wrapped in rice dumplings.

"Yeah, no one thought that this year would be so cold when the war was declared." Li Cha stayed at the back of the line to prevent anyone from falling behind.

Once the national war machine is started, it will not be so easy to stop before suffering enough.

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The former barren land outside the city of Cologne has completely turned into a huge camp, where several legions have assembled a whole team, waiting for the order to attack.

If the number of people exceeds 10,000, it will produce a boundless visual effect, not to mention that the army assembled at this time is far more than 10,000. Standing on the outskirts of this huge camp, a group of bumpkins in Gaoshanbao couldn't help being deeply shocked-this was a big scene they had never seen before.

At their feet was a road wide enough to accommodate two carriages. Their line of sight stretched forward along the road, and there was an endless group of tents that stretched from not far in front of them to the end of the horizon. The hemispherical white tents stood like mushrooms after rain on the vast plain.

I don't know how many soldiers are walking through and patrolling it. It seems that the order is in good order and the responsibilities and rights are clear. Occasionally, cavalry units kicked past, and the horseshoes rustled on the dry grass.

Li Cha even caught the figure of the Thunder Beast in it. Although he knew that this giant beast with five blades and tall scales was actually gentle and slow-moving. It was a complete herbivore, and it was usually only used as a logistics beast in the army.

But just the horrific size and the tremor when the hoofed feet land on the ground are enough to make the heart beat faster.

"That's a magician!" Nehru jumped up excitedly, pointing at a white-bearded old man in a cloak and holding a wooden staff from afar. There is a sense of belonging to the same kind, after all, a normal elemental user in the wilderness is even rarer than a non-cunning kobold.

——Huh Ha Er will be automatically excluded from the concept of "normal" by him.

"It's the priest of the Ice and Snow Goddess Church." Dracula corrected softly.

"Is that wooden staff a treasure?" the lord asked furtively in a low voice.

Dracula closed one eye and looked at it for a moment, then shook his head slightly and said, "It's a very common thing, but the pendant on his neck is okay."

The arrival of nearly a thousand people from Gaoshanbao, of course, has already attracted the attention of the patrol team. The leading officer lightly punched Gunther in the chest very familiarly, looked up at Gunther who was at least a head and a half taller than him, and grinned.

"Damn it, you won't be the imperial guards, are you?" He looked at the obviously sophisticated armor on the carriage and the frighteningly large Skaldi Dragon, his eyes were red with jealousy.

"We are the self-defense force of the country militia." Gang Manzi clasped his hands in each other's sleeves, and wore a dog fur hat with drooping ears on his head, as simple and honest as an old farmer.

"Where are you lying to the undead, where are you going?" The patrol captain kept stomping his feet and breathed out, and the hot air quickly dissipated into white mist when it left his mouth. Maybe it was a bit unbearable from the cold, so he took out a small wine bottle from his arms and took a sip.

"Come on? I can't bear it without a drink today."

"No, no, let's go to the dragon's claw, do you know where it is?"

"The famous Dragon's Claw, I know, of course I know." He rubbed his palms together, "But, do you have the formalities?"

"My buddy, what procedures do you need?" Bedric appeared out of nowhere like an undead, and the patrol officer was obviously not seeing him for the first time, so he said with a smile, "Brother Bei Shuai, you can trust that." Then he led the team to let go of the roadblock.

"Go to the logistics office to get a few bottles of wine and tell me my name." Bedrick greeted him with a pompous expression as he passed the roadblock, which drew cheers from the patrolling soldiers.

"Bedley..." Li Cha snapped his fingers and motioned for the large troops to follow.

"Call me Baker, don't call me by my full name, especially don't use the suffix of Your Highness, I don't like to hear those stinky and long titles." The two entourages around Bedrick and Li Cha are also old acquaintances, and they raised their hands in embarrassment to say hello.

"Okay, Baker." The lord shrugged and said as he walked, "I saw priests from the Ice and Snow Goddess Church in the barracks. Didn't I say that I had a bad fight with them? Didn't it affect me?"

"How could it not be affected?" Bedrick shook his head and said, "In the past, a legion would be assigned twenty priests. This year, the Ice and Snow Church said that there were only ten priests because of the lack of talent training. In fact, it is not happy."

"I don't know what the old man is thinking. If you ask me, I'm really crazy. I have to give the church eye drops at this time." Of course, the old man in his mouth can only be one person, that is His Majesty Sagre, King of Pompeii. "With half of the priests missing, the battle will be difficult."

Li Cha just listened and didn't say a word, and he didn't know if he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. As a political force, the Ice and Snow Goddess Church was obviously too independent, and it had already exceeded the tolerance limit of a secular king. Conflict was inevitable.

Bedric led the Alpine Fort team around the barracks, and finally stopped in front of a wooden fence.

"Our dragon's claw has arrived."