Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 147

  Chapter 147 Departure to Middenheim

  Winter goes to spring, and two months have passed in a flash.

  The barley and wheat sown in spring ploughing gradually began to sprout green shoots. Some of the winter wheat sown last winter has matured, and farmers have begun to harvest mature crops. Even if the spring ploughing season is missed, these high-quality arable land can still grow some vegetables.

   In the stone corridor of the Chapel of the Eternal Knights, Laylen in a baron's costume walked in front of Pittman, who reported to him a series of changes and situations in the territory.

"My baron, there are already nearly 8,000 people in your territory. From the perspective of villages and towns, I think the baronies are approaching population saturation, and the land opened up from the Black Forest cannot keep up with the population for the time being. At the speed of the population surge, apart from the original five villages, there are now thirteen villages in the Barony, and as the situation in the north gradually stabilizes, the number of displaced refugees and southern migrants from Nord has grown. In order to reduce the number, the Elector of Nord appropriately reduced the tax rate, encouraged refugees to return to the Nord Kingdom for farming, and more and more villages were rebuilt." Affairs Officer Pittman introduced to Lallen.

"Although Theodoric's ability to govern is slightly lacking, with the support and help of His Majesty the Emperor, the speed at which Nord recovers from the war is not surprising." Lailun listened carefully to the affairs officer's report, walking in On the stone steps of the chapel.

   Several eternal knights covered in black plate armor and cloaks with yellow borders and black bottoms were stationed in the chapel, and the other thirty or so eternal knights were dispatched by Lallen to perform tasks.

Within two months, everyone from the peasants to the freedmen in the baronies had the greatest goodwill towards the Eternal Knights. This group of knights in black armor was sent by the baron to guard them. Regardless of virtue or behavior, the knights were perfect. Interpretation of the eight virtues and devotion to Sigmar.

The chapel of the Knights was built on the York River. On the paved stone road nearby, most pedestrians watched and dared not approach. This is the holy place of the eternal knights. Others dare not desecrate the temple of these powerful knights. Many famous knights came here. Gathered around with the kingdom knights, they offered allegiance to Lallen more than once, but since its establishment, the number of knights in the Eternal Knights has not exceeded four.

   All are luxuriously decorated, shiny black rune plate armor, iron helmets stained with a few gorgeous kite feathers, black cloaks, finely crafted rune swords, and the northern horses specially provided by the baron.

The eternal knights who have been selected through layers are held high and their spirits are full of energy. From the perspective of others, the eternal knights are proudly on duty in the baronies. This is exactly what they dreamed of looking like!

   "Then, baron, do you decide to continue expanding the population?" the affairs officer asked.

"The uncapped population has been suspended, and the number of territories has increased by nearly four times. We need a period of time to calm down and slowly digest the benefits brought by the population." Lailun gave the direction of development, "Also, expand more farms, The pastures, our barracks and stables will also be maintained, and in a few days I will be leaving for Middenheim for the Elector's Banquet, during which time the textile workshops along the York River will at least double in size, and Throw all the dozens of captured robbers and rogue knights to the Gangba mine in the southeast of the territory, and work for three years first.

"I understand."

Since there were two eternal knights riding flying horses, it was easy to search for robber dens in the deep forest. The large and medium-sized dens entrenched in the Dracowald Forest for more than ten years were almost swept away by the army of the Baron Draco. So much so that some overwhelmed robbers knelt before the baron and surrendered, asking for a chance to be merciful.

  Lairn's treatment method is also very simple, throw it all away for mining.

"My baron, in addition to these, a new building is also under construction. I plan to expand the market. The current market can no longer meet the current demand for trade. We need to build more stalls and shops." Officer Pitman's Mediterranean hairstyle is very bright in the middle. He wears fine leather gloves, puts his hands behind his back, and follows Laylen: "In addition, there are new windmills and valleys. The warehouse needs to be built, and the clerks estimate that it will cost another three hundred gold coins.”

   "Have you paid for the gold coins for muskets, lead bullets, and black powder?" Laylen asked in a low voice.

"Yes, half of the goods were delivered on the day they arrived. According to your instructions, the other half will be delivered after three weeks of trial." Pittman spoke confidently, he knew what the baron wanted to ask: "Please rest assured, my baron , the tax in the first half of the year totaled 1,500 gold coins, and this money is enough."

   "That's good, remember to build a sigma shrine in every village and send a priest to ensure that the corruption does not spread." Laylen continued to instruct Pittman.

   "Understood." The clerk nodded and wrote it down.

Lailun nodded silently. He relied on his personal prestige and undoubted dominance to convince his subordinates. The method was simple and rude, but the effect was very good. There has never been a case of additional maintenance fees and supplies disappearing for no apparent reason.

   "Come on, let's go and see the training situation of the Musket Battalion."

  In the shooting range of the military camp outside Oak Town, the "bang" sound of the fire of the musket can be heard endlessly.

Lyren is standing in the back of the shooting range, watching the training of Bennick Sutterson's musketeers, Adrian and the dwarf Langone-Stonehelm, the dwarf engineer Karg-Vara and the halberd. Sir Gavin the Long, all watching around Lallen.

   "Raise your gun!"

  Bennick Sutterson raised his arms and shouted loudly.

   Twenty-five musketeers in blue and white military uniforms in the first row quickly raised their guns. They had rather sophisticated faces, their eyes were full of determination, and their guns were aimed at a human-shaped wooden sign 50 meters away.

"put!"

   "Clap clap clap!"

   A series of sounds like popping beans shook, the muzzles of the twenty-five muskets burst into flames, the wooden signs in the shooting range hit one after another, and plumes of white smoke rose.

After the    shooting, the musketeers in the first row quickly retreated, and the second row immediately moved forward in an orderly manner.

   "Raise your gun!"

  Bennick Sutterson raised his arms again, stared at the wooden sign in the shooting range, and shouted:

"put!"

   "Clap clap clap!"

   Another round of salvo, the lead bullet penetrated a finger-thick iron-clad wooden target, and the penetration effect is evident.

  The soldiers beside Laren applauded.

"Humph!" Seeing this scene, the stubborn long-bearded dwarf in the second position could not help humming: "The power of these black sticks is similar to that of a dwarf hand crossbow! It is barely usable, not a defective product! Dwarves are even better. Earth Heavy Crossbow!"

  Lyren raised a smile, and Hani-Dorati, the head of the Son of Gunner clan, sounded more like a compliment.

   Can be recognized by a long-bearded Venerable, the value of the musket should not be underestimated.

"The weapons equipped by these musketeers are enough to be regarded as elites in the mercenary groups of Estalia Kingdom and Southern Kingdom." Adrian standing by the side applauded, "Compared to Nunn Fire Gunslingers and Rick Musketeers, they just lack the experience of going through the blood on the battlefield."

   These days, Nikas Francis rides his Pegasus White Light to cruise through the northern Black Forest, and half of the baronial army is deployed in northern villages and towers to guard against beastmen attacks in late spring and early summer.

  Bennick Sutterson trotted out of the shooting range and saluted respectfully: "Baron!"

Following the Overland Chamber of Commerce to the Baron of Draco, the imperial engineer Benny Sutterson studied at the Nunn Gun Academy for seven years, and was immersed in the development of special mortars and improved muskets all the year round, and, Participated in two battles and had a unique experience in training musket formations.

  Baron Draco also chose to trust the Imperial Engineer and entrusted him with the important task.

  Layen waved his hand, motioned to get up, and said with admiration, "The musket company has been reorganized for less than a month, and the effect is remarkable. You can train the formation in a short period of time. The shooting accuracy is good, and the training method is very effective. You are very good."

Bennick Sutterson still looks like an engineer, wearing an iris-pointed hat, an iron breastplate and a military engineer robe, and a pair of rough crystal-polished binoculars hanging around his neck, he responded with a smile: "My baron, the training method is good, the first point; these musketeers are all selected from the free militia in the territory. There are ninety people in total. They have been exposed to firearms and black powder, so it is very easy to adapt to it. "

"It only takes a short period of training to become a musketeer; half of the entire musket team is skilled. During the training, the old man guides the newcomers. During the battle, they are arranged in three rows. After many times of training and experimentation, they can make The musket is handy."

  Speaking, Bennick Sutterson took the musket from a soldier in the shooting range, quickly loaded the gunpowder lead bullet, raised the gun to aim, focused briefly, pulled the trigger,

"Snapped!"

  The top of the wooden target 100 meters away collapsed with a sound, arousing applause from the surroundings.

After Bennick Sutterson demonstrated, he put the gun away and handed it to Lallen, and said with a smile: "Baron, there is another point about the remarkable shooting effect, that is, the musket itself is good. The excellent equipment produced by the gun factory. The size of the gun chamber has a rigid standard, each part is from the same template, and the quality is very good. During training, the musketeers can safely hold the gun body, the three protrusions on the top It is the aiming point, which greatly improves the hit rate of the musket."

   "Okay, okay, okay!" Laylen nodded and asked, "How's the firing rate now?"

   Watching a round of musketeers salvo display, the power is much stronger than that of bows and arrows, but during the loading process, the speed of the musketeers seems unsatisfactory.

   In Battlefield Mountain, the role of muskets is particularly important. With the power of gunpowder, projectiles can easily penetrate thick plate armor. Compared with archers and hand crossbows, armor-piercing damage is extremely high.

   Therefore, the state and speed of the musket are important, which is the key to improving the combat effectiveness of the army.

"In the current training situation, it takes at least 30 seconds for a skilled musketeer to complete a full set of reloading and aiming and shooting. The speed of other musketeers in the team is even slower, and the whole round of reloading takes about 40 seconds." Bennick Sutterson turned to look at the musketeers who were shooting freely, shook his head and said, "If you want to increase the shooting speed, you need more training. With the support of enough ammunition, it is not unreasonable for the entire team to reach the 30-second loading speed. Possibly, but the amount of ammunition in the territory is not a surplus at present, and I also want to train the best musketeer at the lowest cost."

   This is still the standard musket produced by the Nunn Gunpowder and Gunpowder Factory. If it is a musket produced by other forces, the misfire rate and uneven quality are a fatal flaw. In the northern provinces of the empire, the use of muskets is even rarer.

  Hawk, the leader of the gun, was very famous throughout the Old World.

  With its ultrlong range and shooting power, it can easily kill a giant under the concentrated fire of dozens of long shotguns. But its drawbacks are very deadly. It takes at least two minutes for a round of reloading. Often, after a round of high-intensity clearing the enemy, it will fall into a misfire for a period of time.

  On the battlefield, the training level is low, and under the pressure of the heart, it often leads to a rush, and ordinary musketeers can keep reloading and shooting within one minute.

"I will solve the problem of ammunition for you. Now your only task is to increase the rate of fire and hit rate! The threat of the beastmen in the Black Forest is imminent, and a mature musket team is needed in the territory. You will be your trump card!" road.

   "Don't worry, Baron! I will do my best!" Bennick Sutterson stood with his right fist pressed against his chest and solemnly said.

   After Lallen left, Sutterson was overwhelmed with emotions. The Baron's trust in himself and the burden of entrusting him undoubtedly recognized him from the bottom of his heart. The confident engineer returned to the shooting range, and he said loudly:

   "Guys! Keep training!"

"Yes!!"

Just as the workshops by the York River were renovated and large-scale construction of canals, farms, pastures, and windmills, the Earl of Draven, Leif-An Luo, and the White Wolf Paladin Krill-An Luo came first, and, Along with them came Sir Milton the Buck Knight.

   They wanted to invite Lallen to go to a banquet hosted by His Excellency the Elector to celebrate the coming-of-age ceremony for the Elector's daughter, Princess Selena Toddbringer.

Middenheim, the holy city in Midden Territory, is not too far from the Earl of Delavan in Lallen Territory. The road is full and it can take up to three days. Lallen intends to arrive two days in advance to prevent unexpected accidents. If you go to Middenheim to find someone, you can also visit the headquarters of the White Wolf Knights and the Great Temple of Uric on the floating soil.

After arranging the affairs in the territory, Laylen called Adrian and Ser Hector Goetz. As the lord, Laylen only brought six Eternal Knights as guards. He sent Adrian and Gavin. Stay and garrison the baronies.

  Lairn and Earl Delavan agreed to meet in Oaktown three days later, and then set off together.

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   (end of this chapter)

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