Chapter 490 The Situation of the Knights

"Oliveira."

"Elvis."

The two people at the training ground greeted each other. Although there was no substantial contact, they still got to know each other due to their previous positions.

Oliveira took out the documents from the bag, handed them to Elvis, and said,

"I received an invitation from your uncle Edtellis. Are you willing to join the Knights of the Great Horned Viper?"

Hearing his uncle's name, Elvis had some doubts in his heart, but he still opened the file and browsed for a while.

The general content is that the dragon princes believed that this knight needed the help of a reliable person, so they invited Oliveira as an assistant to help them perform some operations.

Generally speaking, it is not the nature of supervising the army, but he joins as a member and how to arrange his duties is his power.

Elvis stretched out his arms and said greetings to Oliveira,

"Welcome to join you. I heard that you killed a Blade Lord in Krakaronde. This is a high honor."

Oliveira, who was praised, shook his head and said it was nothing.

"It's just a small thing. Compared to other people's achievements, this Blade Lord is nothing."

There are only thirteen Blade Lords in Naggaroth. Killing one is nothing. I really hope that one day I can say this.

The Grand Master sighed in his heart for a moment. He knew very well why Oliveira joined the Knights. It must have been under the order of the prince. Otherwise, with his current performance, as long as he stayed in the army well, his promotion path would be more than just an honorary noble. identity.

"Forget it, let me introduce you to the Knights first."

"Um."

When the two walked into the training ground where gunshots were still roaring, they saw a large number of soldiers holding muskets, aiming them at a target fifty meters away. After giving an order, they fired in unison.

About half of the targets were penetrated, but the remaining half may have missed the target or hit someone else's target. Anyway, looking at the instructor's livid face, you knew it was definitely not a good thing.

Oliveira who saw this situation stopped and commented,

"Are muskets so difficult to use? I think these Kislev ladies seem to be quite talented with muskets. They have almost never hit the target on the battlefield before."

"Although we often look down upon the Kislev mercenaries, it is undeniable that they have stayed in the northern part of the old world, fought against the scum of Chaos, and have experience in the great jihad. They are all veterans who have experienced rigorous combat. And here …”

Looking at the group of attendants who were still training their muskets in front of him, even Elvis, who was in a good mood, sighed inwardly and continued,

"Most of the people we recruited were between the ages of sixteen and twenty-four. Most of them were children when they left Kislev. But after coming to Lustria, their comfortable life made them far less likely to be mercenaries. Reliable.”

Elvis even had the idea of ​​becoming a mercenary. Even though many dragon princes always look down on these barbarians, when it comes to fighting, they are definitely an elite force.

The Great Holy War of the Old World, the Holy War of Lustria's Snakes and Rats, and the Naggaroth Expedition. Those who can survive in three large-scale meat-mincing battlefields are all people with special skills.

But unfortunately, they were all let go by the prince.

Oliveira nodded in approval. He could see that these attendants were all new recruits and had only received training from the militia.

"But there is also an advantage. At least it is easy to shape them into what you want. When Lord Bruni was training the mercenaries, I heard that he would use any means to make them know how to obey orders firmly."

"We still have some time to train, at least until the base of operations is renovated."

After finishing speaking, Elvis took Oliveira to the shooting range in person and handed him a large-caliber musket.

"I have to say that this is indeed a weapon suitable for short-lived species. Even if a fool pulls the trigger, it can kill a warrior who has been trained for many years. This saves us a lot of time."

Oliveira did not take the musket, but held the sword hanging behind his finger. He had already sworn that he would fight as the dragon lord's sharp blade in this life and refused any form of non-zero-distance combat.

Although it is very rigid, it is also admirable.

Elvis, who guessed what it meant, didn't force it, and almost everyone in Caledo had strange oaths.

He held the musket on his shoulder, pressed the wooden handle against it, and pulled the trigger. Pungent white smoke and ear-piercing noises were emitted as the bullets were fired, and a hole immediately appeared in the target fifty meters away.

Seeing that Oliveira still looked normal, Elvis put down his musket and glanced at the Caledonian elf outside the shooting range.

"Sure enough, only those who have been on the battlefield will let go of their paranoia. People of my age still insist on abandoning thermal weapons, and cannot even accept the slightest smell or sound."

"This is something that can't be helped. As the future pillar of the kingdom, you are protected too well. If they had fought with the rats for a few years in the southern Great Forest Sea, they would have understood that the pungent smell of gunpowder is much worse than the smell of the rats. As for the smell, it’s simply a unique fragrance.”

"I hope they can change their minds later. I guess this is why the prince asked me to establish this knighthood."

Oliveira did not reply to this statement. Whatever the prince thinks, that is what he thinks. He only needs to obey. As for other things, I'm sorry I don't know at all.

After vaguely sensing the troubles of this knighthood, he asked the Grand Master,

"What is the specific number of people, personnel distribution, equipment configuration, and fighting style."

"Nine hundred and fifty-two people. Among them, I have ninety-nine elves, one Vaal priest, one monitor lizard priest, and one skink priest. The others are all recruited soldiers. In terms of equipment configuration, the knights are unified with the fierce ones. Sun Horn's level equipment, soldiers are divided into three categories. The first are mixed weapons soldiers, 500 people carrying swords and muskets, and half-body plate chain armor. The second is cavalry scouts with 120 people, and the last is heavy firepower. Group, equipped with grenade launchers and flamethrowers, numbering eighty people, and the rest are support personnel."

"How did you deal with the horses? I remember that there is an implicit agreement in the country that humans cannot distribute elf war horses." Oliveira looked curious. Could it be that his grandfather resisted the pressure and ignored the face of the die-hards to get them for his grandson? Come on these things.

Amidst the sound of muskets and gunpowder smoke, Elvis looked bitter,

"There was a proposal in the country before about exporting war horses to the empire. The original plan was to use mixed-blood elf war horses. Although the proposal failed, the racecourse was still retained. I relied on some connections and managed to find 150 mixed-blood war horses. "

"At least this is good news, otherwise with your knighthood..." Oliveira glanced at the young nobleman outside the training ground without leaving a trace, with a look of disgust on his face, and continued,

"A knight with a war horse is not willing to do the dirty work of a scout."