321.Chapter 319 318 Ranger Training Course and Secret Hunter Great

Chapter 319 318.Ranger Training Subjects and the Secret Hunter Grand Operation

“Move! Damn it, are you all as dumb as a dog-head’s brain? How many times have I taught you that not only does the warhorse have to move during a sprint, but the rider has to move with it as well!

You use ten fingers and two arms, these things aren’t just for eating, wiping your ass or entertaining yourselves!
Go back to the starting point and do it again!
Anyone who doesn’t get their moves up to par this time will get thirty extra reps! One person on a team fails and the rest of you don’t get to sleep tonight, you stupid bastards!”

The rough and low roar with a wave of dissatisfaction resounded on the grass at night, like an invisible whip striking the group of recruits riding their horses in front of them who were practicing the wall charge, causing them to turn their horses around and return to the starting point to rehearse again without even bothering to complain.

These were the recruits recruited by the Winged Cavalry Commander, Colonel Valander, from the Scarlet Fortress.

This powerful and rough rider obviously didn’t know how to teach in a gentle way, and his training was always rough and simple.

Once it doesn’t work, then twice, practicing until these stupid recruits learn the most basic cavalry tactics, and this is only their first lesson.

Becoming a winged cavalryman had been the dream of countless young men in Transylvania for a long time, but unfortunately, the destruction of the city of Sicor completely announced the end of the winged cavalry era.

Although the cavalry unit that had once shaken the continent hadn’t completely lost its formation, the only two or three kittens that remained obviously couldn’t support the Valander knights’ dream of re-establishing their fame as knights.

He had to replenish his legion with fresh blood.

Unfortunately not everyone who could ride a horse could become a winged cavalryman.

The selection criteria for this special type of soldier was harsh to the point of death, and Knight Valander had almost rummaged through the entire Scarlet Fortress, but so far he had only been very selective in picking out a hundred men.

One third of these one hundred men were also Murphy’s warriors.

Almost the entire Scarlet Hammer and Sickle Regiment of the Plate Carrying Happy Stick had passed the selection test for Winged Cavalry, but the entry criteria for this new career system was quite harsh.

Just transferring into a Winged Cavalry Sovereign required endurance and strength attributes of ≥7, which was basically equivalent to the fact that only those individuals who were the strongest in the race of humans could meet the standard.

The basic requirement to complete the second transfer to become a Winged Cavalry Vanguard was to complete the Black Iron Trial, in other words, every official member of the Winged Cavalry was at least a Black Iron ranked cavalryman, so it’s no wonder that this army’s combat power was so strong.

What’s even more strange is that even during Transylvania’s most prosperous period, the Winged Cavalry’s establishment never exceeded 5,000 people.

It was almost like the elite of all the capable warriors in Transylvania had been wiped out in one fell swoop.

However, these incredibly difficult prerequisites for ordinary people were very easy and simple for the players, after all, they were able to upgrade quickly.

After Stick’s Scarlet Hammer and Sickle Regiment swept through the entire Jackal Scourge event with the first place in the group battle, his 30 subordinates had all been “black ironized”, and naturally became an excellent source of soldiers in the eyes of the Knights of Valande.

Although the Vulture Knight cursed incessantly, as if he was really teaching a group of incorrigible fools, he actually knew very well in his own heart that Lord Murphy’s warriors were incredibly gifted in terms of their learning ability!

According to his past experience, newly recruited soldiers needed two months of training before they could maintain a standard formation when charging, however, these guys had only become wing cavalry escorts yesterday, and today’s charge at night time with their spears was already in good shape.

According to this progress, at most two months these guys can try to complete the trial from pioneer light cavalry to shock heavy cavalry.

Valander gazed expressionlessly at the sixty recruits riding on their horses ahead of them as they charged across the grass at high speed, and he could tell at a glance which were Murphy’s warriors and which were Transylvanian natives.

Because the learning progress of both sides was not on the same level at all, it was like a bunch of ground-walking chickens mixed with some swans.

“Where did he find this bunch of geniuses?”

The Pale Vulture Knight was inwardly stunned while there was also a wave of hidden ecstasy.

If Murphy’s side could consistently recruit similarly intelligent and strong mountain warriors from that mysterious “Ceres” tribe, then his expectation of restoring a quarter of the winged cavalry’s establishment before the Black Calamity arrived would not be an extravagant hope.

“Sonny, what do you think?”

Valander looked back to his wife, and his own cavalry adjutant, his face full of inquiry.

Although his wife was from the same mountain people as himself, but compared to Valander, who could not read a single word, Mrs. Sanni was already considered to be a “well-educated” person among the mountain people.

In past battles, the Cthulhu Knight relied heavily on his wife’s wisdom and advice.

“My suggestion is to train these warriors separately from the ordinary Transylvanians.”

Lady Sonnie replied bluntly:
“It’s like you can’t raise a hawk and a rooster together, the training progress of the natives will slow down the advancement of these little geniuses.

Or put it another way!
Equip the natives as cavalry escorts, which will serve as a better match.

Lord Murphy’s warriors learned things very quickly, but they weren’t perfect.

The character of these guys is too unstable, they are easily distracted by changes in the outside world, and it’s hard for them to toughen up all the hardships in order to perfectly fulfill the collaboration of a large legion charge like a real winged cavalryman, so I think we should have a bias in their training.

It would be better to train them as scout knights or assault rangers.

Besides, a talent as good as theirs shouldn’t be tied down by their natural bloodline, and I think this return to the Sicorian domain is an opportunity to do just that, Valander.”

Lady Sonnie scratched her long braids in the style of a village girl, and the sturdy winged cavalrywoman said in a quiet voice:

“After they have completed their basic training take them to the mountains of their ancestors and ask the elders to help them obtain the blessings of the mountains and nature.

This will allow their bodies to get strong quickly so that they can adapt to the heavy armor charging training they will have to do afterwards.

Also, they may already be eligible to acquire the Shadow Mane Warhorse that belongs to them.”

“Too soon.”

The Cthulhu Knight was unimpressed by this.

He waved his hand and said:

“The Shadow Mane Warhorse is the noblest treasure of our Saxian mountain folk, how can it be gifted so easily to a group of plainsmen?

I admit that they are progressing quickly, but they will have to work a little harder to gain my approval.

What’s more, Shadow Mane Horses never tame the weak, and they still need more merits to gain the recognition and following of those mountain elves.

But you do have a point.

These guys are so gifted in combat and learning that if there were more of them, I’d even consider creating a separate establishment of assault cavalry for them, and there’s a voice in my heart that tells me that maybe this is the right way to use them.”

“Knight Valander, the young earl has called for you to come over, saying that he has something important to discuss with you.”

Right in the middle of Knight Valander’s conversation with his wife, an unarmored winged cavalryman came streaking over to him with a message.

Valander nodded as he left the training of the recruits to his wife, and then hurried at a quick pace to the makeshift tent that had been erected in the rear.

“Crap, this NPC is too strict.”

After seeing the “Death Instructor” Valander Knight leave, the kind-eyed Giant Shark Bo, who was training on his horse on the grass, couldn’t help but spit out his words:
“My legs and stomach tremble when I see him, is this probably the legendary ‘killing aura’?”

“You haven’t left the saddle since yesterday afternoon until now, and the fact that your legs and stomach tremble at everything you do now isn’t a problem with killing aura.

It’s also the fact that we eat less and go to the bathroom less often, otherwise we’d have to shit our pants.”

Next to Happy Stick rubbed his already numb ass as he spat viciously:
“I’ve used up all my lifetime of horseback riding in the past few days, shit, I feel like we’ve made a bad choice.

This winged cavalry isn’t as nice as it looks.”

“Regretting it? It’s already too late! Our normal professions have all been covered by the Winged Cavalry’s new recruit transfers, and this game doesn’t have point shuffling, so we can only stick to it now.”

A group of Tiger Leopard Cavalry buddies were optimistic.

They felt that Winged Cavalry was the only thing that fit the ID they had given themselves, and with something like a heavily armored cavalry battle formation charge, which hot-blooded man wouldn’t be confused when he watched it?

Of course, they didn’t forget the main event. Tiger Leopard Rider-Lin came over and whispered to Rod who was pounding his leg:
“We’ll be able to reach Xike City tomorrow, so we’ll immediately start treasure hunting then?”

“There’s no rush, let’s go through the plot first.”

Stick said as he waved his hand:
“I just received the treasure hunting intel for the ‘Blood Wyvern Arsenal’ from Lord Murphy before I left, it’s further northwest of Xike Territory, and this time we’re going to be digging for two treasures.

So brothers get your spirits up and wait for Brother Woo Meow and the others to come over and rendezvous before saying anything else.”
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In the midst of a lavish gray tent gifted by Lord Murphy, Valander met his monarch.

The young Earl of Sherron would be busy drawing up a set of designs while her engineering apprentice, Brother Loyal, was helping out, and the two were discussing replacing Brother Loyal’s left-armed cyborg with a more powerful combat sword.

Valander didn’t understand the intricacies of such things.

He glanced at the drawings on the table and realized that the new type of combat sword applied to the robotic arm on that design was shaped very much like a praying mantis’s scythe, and looked quite eye-catching supported by a complex mechanical structure.

Perhaps this was again from the “wisdom” of those warriors?
“Valander, you’re here, I’ve received bad news.”

The young Count of Sherron was able to run and jump since her transformation into a vampire, and her mood was much better than before, with a little more girlish bounce in her demeanor that was appropriate for her age.

But that little face was very serious when this would say something.

She pushed up the flight goggles she had hanging on her forehead and said rather helplessly to her most loyal knight colonel:

“Lord Murphy captured an evil sorcerer under the Jackal’s command in the Tainted Swamp, and the latter, after interrogation, revealed very frightening news about the city of Sicor.

Our city has been destroyed.

We thought the catastrophe was over, but in reality the shadow of unrest has been hidden beneath the ruins encircling and creeping slowly through the darkness.

According to Lord Murphy, the psychic plague used by the Pathfinder Legion two years ago was a malevolent creation of certain evil wizards of the Tower of the Ring.

Those plagues do more than kill our fellow citizens, they transform them into necromantic creatures, imprisoning their souls in decaying bodies so that they cannot return to the mountains and the arms of their ancestors.

And now, beneath the ruins of the city of Xikor those necromantic creatures have gathered, and they await orders from those behind the scenes.

It may only take a day for our former compatriots and loved ones to set foot on earth once more in cursed bodies…”

“How evil!”

Valander was shocked by the news.

It wasn’t as if they hadn’t sent scouts close to the ruins of the city to scout it out after they had escaped the inferno that was Sicor City two years ago, and even Valander himself had ventured into the city several times against the lingering plague, but he hadn’t found anything in Sicor City that was worthy of attention, all because the senses and shelters that the mountain forests bestowed on them hardly took effect in that evil place.

He did not doubt that Lord Murphy would joke about such things.

But if this news was true, then their journey back to Westcoat City would be fraught with danger.

“You must return to Scarlet Fortress immediately!”

The Pale Vulture Knight knelt down in front of the young earl and gravely said to Sherron:

“You have managed to gain your health with great difficulty, you can’t venture to a dangerous place again, I will go to the ruins of West Ke City in your place to bring back the old earl’s bones with the tools you left there.

That Lord Murphy has a good saying, right now, Transylvania is in a state of disarray, and every manpower is incredibly valuable, especially for a ruler like you.

We can’t afford to take chances now.”

“No, Valander, I know you’re worried about me, but right now I must follow you back there myself.”

Little Sherron shook her head as she clenched her fists and explained:
“If Lord Murphy’s message is true, it means I may meet my parents beneath the ruins . It’s not the kind of meeting I was expecting, but I have to make the trip.

I need to see if there is any chance of my parents being rescued along with my compatriots.

Lord Murphy informed me in the newsletter that the Jackal Warlocks have something called the ‘Command Festival Staff’ in their hands, which is a secret heirloom used by the Moon Priests of the Sanghai Empire to manipulate the dead, and if my parents and our compatriots are also being controlled by an evil thing like that, then after the last time’s regrets we can’t let them down again this time.

We are children of the mountains!

We forge bonds of nature and wildness in our souls and in our lives, we never abandon one of our own, and neither death nor disaster can separate us.

What’s more, we left so quickly in the first place that the drawings for the forging of the psychic armor for the Winged Cavalry and the Shadow Mane Warhorse and the drawings for the various weapons specific to the Winged Cavalry were still left in our father’s hands.

You can’t rebuild the Winged Cavalry establishment without that.”

“I will retrieve it, and I can’t let you take any more risks.”

Knight Valander remained stubborn.

But the young earl wasn’t really asking for his opinion, a young girl who could lead the winged cavalry to hold out in the mountains for two years after suffering could never be a coward.

Her summons this time was merely a notice of her own decision.

Seeing the persistence on Sherron’s pale face, Valander knew that he couldn’t persuade his lord, although this little girl wasn’t at all as robust and invincible as her old man, this diehard character of hers was an authentic mountain folk embryo.

“Well, I can’t argue with you.”

The Pale Vulture Knight eventually gave in, but he insisted:
“You can follow us in, but you can’t do it alone, you must be accompanied by either me or Sunny.”

“Sonnie has a child, so can you not let her go to that dangerous place? That’s your first child, I’m still counting on him to become a future Winged Cavalry General.”

The little Earl of Sheridan screamed:

“Let Sanny go back to the mountains and forest to recuperate at ease, I’m a very powerful vampire now, I’m not afraid of those dead spirits crawling out of hell.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, we even designed this for the new recruits!”

The loyal brother next to him also came to his feet.

He picked up a set of gas masks made from leather tubes from his feet and handed them to the Vulture Knight and explained:

“This thing can protect recruits below the Black Iron rank, I added two extra filters inside, it allows us to last longer in the plague residue and doesn’t consume psychic energy.

I’ve heard that you guys had to brace yourselves for the purifying glow of natural psychic energy every time you entered the ruins before, you won’t need those now, and my young mentor and I have made two boxes of ‘Vampiric Fist’.

These will be enough for us to complete this exploration of the ruins.”

Knight Valander glanced at the curved arcs of mines that were placed by the tent, he had seen the spectacle of these things exploding with his own eyes at the barracks before, they were indeed incredibly powerful.

“The new cavalry short rifles are almost ready as well.”

Xiao Xuelun patted the drawings on the table and said:

“This new knowledge makes me feel as if I’ve opened up a new world, just wait, Valander, I will personally rebuild our Winged Cavalry into the continent’s number one cavalry!

Those things that were once taken away from us, we must take them back with our own hands! As Murphy promised, at some point in the future, we will face the Pathfinder Legion and Marshal Loren again!

I have no doubt of Murphy’s steadfastness in this matter, we will eventually once again share the battlefield with the belligerent short man who destroyed our homeland, and the next time, we will give him and his soldiers a true taste of what it means to be desperate! Just as they destroyed our past.

Of course, we won’t use the plague .
Even vampires are much kinder than these guys who chase war and enjoy it and glorify it.”

Ps:

There’s a big recommendation in a few days, so I’ll add more then! Hmm~ extra work~
(End of chapter)