Chapter 108 Echo (Part 1)

It has been two weeks since the month of demons, and the snow has turned into streams and flowed into the Chishui River. One novel ≦＜<≦

After the white tulle faded, the woods on both sides of the river sprouted again, and now they are lush with greenery.

After being baked by Anna, the land outside the east end of the town was temporarily designated by His Highness as the training ground for the First Army of Border Town.

In the middle of the field, Carter Lannis held the knife end sleeve and twisted it twice to check whether the bayonet was firmly installed.

This is another new gadget invented by His Highness, but compared to the black lump machine that can operate automatically and the improved snow powder that can explode when ignited, this gadget is too simple. As soon as he held it in his hand, Carter knew it was not a qualified weapon.

In essence, it is just a sharp triangular piece of iron, which is slightly folded in half based on the midline. Although the blade is opened, it is impossible to use it to slash the target - the bent blades on both sides are extremely short, with almost no front end, and the rear end is only as wide as a thumbnail. Maybe even the clothes can't be cut.

This weapon has only one purpose, that is stabbing, and it can only be used after being connected to a musket. It is not even as good as a dagger in the hand alone.

To waste a lot of pig iron and create a weapon with only a single attack method is naturally an unqualified work in the eyes of the chief knight. If any blacksmith in his domain dared to do that, he would have bound and whipped the man.

But even if it is such a low-quality weapon, he can still see His Highness's uniqueness in details, such as the slot design of the sleeve, a tongue and groove with two right angles, as long as it is aligned with the small iron bar on the barrel , and then turn half a turn, the bayonet can be fixed on the barrel. This special-shaped groove makes the sleeve and barrel not need to fit very well, and the sleeve that is too loose can be stuffed with some pieces of paper and then rotated. If not, the leaves can also be used.

"On the bayonet!"

Hearing the password, the members of the Musketeers who were assigned bayonets pulled out the blades from the bayonet bags on their waists and put them on the barrels. Only about forty new weapons and matching knife bags have been produced so far, and those who have not received We had to temporarily replace it with a short wooden pole as long as the musket.

This set of movements has been practiced for almost a morning, and now most people only need two to three breaths to fix the bayonet. According to His Highness, this is a last-minute struggle, and he does not want to see his subordinates enter hand-to-hand combat unless it is absolutely necessary. Carter disagreed with this statement, he did not stab the sword into the enemy's body with his own hands, and he was still only a baby. Only by seeing blood can they transform from miners and hunters to warriors.

Iron Ax was also in the team. Although he claimed to be a hunter, Carter could tell from the opponent's skill that this person had definitely received special combat training, and his skill was no worse than that of a knight.

When His Royal Highness asked Carter to teach the soldiers to practice assassination, he was a little guilty. He had never heard of such a thing as a bayonet. What if he couldn't use it at all. But after seeing the prototype, he immediately became full of confidence. Isn't this equivalent to a spear that is one size shorter, and because of the special blade, it is much easier to use than a spear.

The only advantage of the single bayonet attack method is that it is convenient to train, there is no chopping, pulling, blocking, or sweeping, and there is only one action, stabbing. The senior knight arranged all the team members in several rows and taught them the most suitable stabbing action-stand with legs back and forth, bend over and knees, and stretch your arms forward with the greatest strength.

This kind of repeated training was extremely boring, and what surprised Carter was that everyone was completing the stabbing action meticulously. Before winter, they were a bunch of weak and lazy civilians, but now they behaved decently. Call out the command and it will be executed immediately, and training them is even more worry-free than cultivating subordinates. Of course, if they were replaced with swords, that is, "cold weapons" in His Highness's mouth, these people still couldn't do three tricks under their own hands. But from the perspective of will, their progress is worth a look at themselves.

After practicing for half an hour, Carter asked the Musketeers to sit down and take a rest. At this time, His Royal Highness also happened to appear on the training ground, and a woman wearing a hood was beside him. The knight was not surprised by this, His Highness had already greeted him in advance, today's practice will be carried out with the cooperation of the witch.

However, that witch was really tall, almost on the same level as His Highness at first glance. Girls are better off smaller, Carter thought. Then he asked everyone to stand up and bowed to His Highness the Fourth Prince.

"Hello, Your Highness!" The soldiers raised their hands to their foreheads and shouted loudly.

"Thank you," Roland nodded, and just as he was about to talk to the knight, a big man suddenly rushed out of the team. Carter Lannis frowned, took a step to block the prince behind him, and put his hand on the hilt of his sword. Nightingale also immediately appeared and grabbed Roland's arm. If the situation is even slightly wrong, she can drag the prince into the mist.

The big man who rushed out was Iron Axe.

He didn't run to the prince, but knelt down directly in front of the woman. He didn't kneel on one knee as in the mainland kingdom, but he lay on the ground with his head deeply buried between his arms, "Master Patriarch!"

Musketeer training was forced to be suspended.

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"Tell me, what's going on?"

In the castle hall, Carter, Echo, and Iron Ax stood in a row, while Roland sat on the main seat and asked slightly dissatisfied.

Discipline, discipline! How many times have I emphasized that the army should have iron-like discipline! Not to mention seeing the patriarch, even seeing the king should not be moved. If you really need it, you can make a report. Fortunately, he was still very optimistic about Iron Axe, thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. In the final analysis, the cultural quality cannot keep up, and the meaning of discipline cannot be thoroughly understood.

"Your Highness," Iron Ax couldn't help wanting to kneel down as soon as he opened his mouth, but Roland stopped him when his knees were bent halfway.

"Stand up and talk!"

"...Yes," the latter swallowed, and said, "Master Yinyue was the patriarch of the clan I was loyal to when I was in Iron Sand City."

"No, Kabago, I'm not the patriarch..." Hui Yin hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, you are," Iron Ax retorted, "after your father and elder brother passed away, according to the Mojin custom, you have been the patriarch of the Aosha clan from that moment on. I heard that you were sold to Port of Clear Water by them, but I didn't find you there, I thought you were... dead."

"But I—"

Roland interrupted Echo's words, "Come one by one, Iron Ax speaks first."

"Yes, Your Highness."

...

This story is not complicated, and Roland quickly understood the general process of the matter.

Huiyin was originally a member of the Aosha clan in Iron Sand City. Her real name was Drow Yinyue, and her father was the patriarch of the Aosha clan.

The sand people are not a whole, and the population that Iron Sand City can accommodate is limited, so every three years, each clan will have a sacred duel in the Burning Lands, and only six winning clans can obtain the right to live in the city, while other clans Either live outside the city, or get together in the green sea. Although these residences also have water sources, wild animals and sandstorms will pose great threats to the sand people. Therefore, every time a holy duel is fought, the warriors of all clans spare no effort. (To be continued.)