It has been two weeks since the month of the devil, and the snow turned into a stream and merged into the Chishui River. ↖ top ↖ point ↖ small ↖ say, x.
After the white gauze faded, the trees on both sides of the river sprouted again, and now they have become green.
After the land outside the east end of the town was baked by Anna, His Highness temporarily designated it as the training ground for the First Army of Border Town.
In the field, Carter Lannis held the end sleeve of the knife and twisted it twice to check whether the bayonet was securely installed.
This is another new thing invented by His Royal Highness, but compared to the black lump machine that can run automatically and the improved snow powder that can blow up when it is ignited, this thing is too simple. Once in his hand, Carter knew it wasn't a proper weapon.
Essentially, it's just a sharp, triangular piece of iron, folded slightly in half, based on the centerline. Although the blade is opened, it is impossible to use it to slash the target - the sides of the blade after bending are extremely short, the front end is almost absent, and the rear end is only as wide as the thumb nail. Maybe even the clothes can't be cut.
This weapon has only one purpose, that is, stabbing, and it can only be used after it is connected to a musket. It is not even as good as a dagger when it is held in the hand alone.
Wasting a lot of pig iron to create a weapon with only a single attack method is naturally an unqualified work in the eyes of the chief knight. If there was a blacksmith in his domain who dared to do this, he would definitely tie the man up and give him a slap.
But even with such a low-quality weapon, he can see His Highness's uniqueness in details, such as the design of the groove of the casing, a tongue has two right angles, as long as the small iron bar on the barrel is aligned and inserted , and turn it half a turn to fix the bayonet on the barrel. This special type of tongue and groove makes the casing and the barrel do not need to be very close. If the casing is too loose, some pieces of paper can be stuffed into it and then rotated. If not, the leaves can also be removed.
"Go on the bayonet!"
Hearing the password, the members of the musket team who were assigned the bayonet took out the blades from the bayonet pockets on their waists and put on the barrels—only more than 40 new weapons and matching pockets have been produced. Temporarily replace it with a short wooden pole the length of the musket.
This movement 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 unless it is a last resort, he does not want to see his subordinates enter into hand-to-hand combat. Carter disagreed with this statement. He didn't stab the sword into the enemy's body with his own hands, and was still only a child. Only by seeing blood can they transform from miners and hunters to warriors.
Iron Axe was also in the team. Although he claimed to be a hunter, Carter could tell from the opponent's skills that he had definitely received special combat training, and his skills were no worse than that of a knight.
When His Highness asked Carter to teach soldiers to practice assassination, he was a little guilty. He had never heard of a bayonet. What if he couldn't use it at all. However, after seeing the prototype, he immediately became full of confidence. Isn't this equivalent to a long gun one size shorter, and because of the speciality of the blade, it is much easier to use than a long gun.
The only advantage of the bayonet attack method is that it is convenient to train. The chief knight had all the team members line up and taught them the most suitable thrusting movements—standing with their legs forward and backward, bending their knees, and extending their arms forward as hard as they could.
This repeated training is extremely boring, and what Carter is amazed at is that everyone is meticulously completing the stabbing action. Before the winter, they were a bunch of weak and lazy civilians, but now they behaved decently. The command will be executed immediately, and training them is even more worry-free than training squires. Of course, replace them with swords, which is the cold weapon in the mouth of His Highness, these people are still unable to make three moves under their own hands. But in terms of willpower, their progress is worth taking a look at.
After half an hour of practice, Carter asked the Musketeers to sit down and take a break. At this time, His Royal Highness also happened to appear on the practice ground, with a hooded woman following him. The knight is not surprised by this, His Highness has already greeted him in advance, and the witch will cooperate with today's practice.
However, the witch was really tall, and at first glance, she was almost equal to His Highness. Girls are better off, Carter thought. Then he asked everyone to stand up and salute to the Fourth Prince.
"Hello, Your Highness!" The soldiers raised their hands together and shouted loudly.
"It's hard work," Roland nodded, and just as he walked to the knight's side, 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 the sword. And Nightingale also appeared immediately and grabbed Roland's arm. As long as the situation is slightly wrong, she can pull the prince into the fog.
The big man who rushed out was Iron Axe.
He didn't run to the prince, but knelt down in front of the woman, and he didn't use the one-knee salute of the mainland kingdom. Instead, he fell on the ground and buried his head deeply between his arms." Lord Patriarch!"
The Musketeers training had to be suspended.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
In the castle hall, Carter, Echo, and Iron Axe stood in a row. Roland sat on the main seat and asked slightly dissatisfied.
Discipline, discipline! How many times have I emphasized that the army should have the same discipline as iron! Not to mention seeing the patriarch, even seeing the king should not be moved. If you really need it, you can report it. Thanks to himself, he is still very optimistic about the iron axe, thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing. In the final analysis, the cultural quality cannot keep up, and the meaning of discipline cannot be thoroughly understood.
"Your Highness," Tie Axe couldn't help but want to kneel as soon as he opened his mouth, and Roland stopped him when his knees were half bent.
"Stand and talk!"
"...Yes," said the latter, swallowing his saliva, "Master Yinyue was the patriarch of my loyal clan when I was in Iron Sand City."
"No, Kabago, I'm not the patriarch..." Echo hurriedly waved his hand.
"No, you are," Tie Axe retorted. "After your father and brother died, according to Mojin's custom, you were the head of the Aosha clan from that moment on. I heard that you were sold to Bishui Harbor by them, but I didn't find you there, and I thought you were… dead."
"But I-"
Roland interrupted Echo's words, "Come one by one, Iron Axe first."
"As ordered, Your Highness."
…
This story is not complicated, and Roland quickly understood the general process of the matter.
Echo was originally a member of the Aosha clan in Iron Sand City, her real name was Drow Yinyue, and her father was the head of the Aosha clan.
The sand people are not a whole, and the iron sand city can accommodate a limited population, so every three years, each clan will have a sacred duel in the burning land, only the six victorious clan can get the right to live in the city, and the other clan Either live outside the city, or get together in the green sea. Although these settlements also have water sources, beasts and sandstorms will pose a great threat to the sand people, so every time the sacred duel, the warriors of each clan spare no effort.