"Haha, that's right. Not everyone can handle that kind of situation. It's precisely because of this that the soldiers will admire you even more."
"If we don't talk about this anymore, when can I return to the front line?" Ronan was no longer discussing this issue with him and raised the key point.
"A supply team will set off in three days. You can follow this team to the frontline camp. The enemy has been harassing the team a lot recently. It will be safer if you follow them."
"Then I'll come back in three days." Ronan nodded and asked him to make arrangements for him. He would be here to join the supply team in three days.
After explaining what happened, Ronan went to the armory to get equipment. His plate armor and Slayer sword were still there with Mario. He only had the Xingyun Taishou beside him. He had to get a set of armor, and it was the best.
There will also be a group of horses.
The benefits of reputation are obvious. After revealing his identity, the quartermaster enthusiastically led Ronan to the best armory to select equipment. Ronan chose a lance, a full-body chain armor, and a standard helmet.
and iron boots.
Ronan picked up a two-handed sword, raised the sword parallel to his head, calibrated it carefully with his eyes, put it back into its scabbard, and carried it on his back with a rope.
"That's all. Do you still have horses?"
"Yes, I will take you to the stable to choose a horse now."
Carrying the equipment, he followed the quartermaster to a stable not far away. It was said to be a stable, but in fact it was a large horse farm with many strong war horses tied up in the open plains. Ronan inspected a few times and finally selected a horse with shiny black hair.
of war horses.
After holding the horse and registering the equipment he received, Ronan said goodbye to the quartermaster and rode the newly acquired black horse back to the temporary residence arranged for him.
After simply eating something, Ronan went to bed. In this world without mobile phones, computers and the Internet, there really was no way to kill time when he was alone. Ronan had already figured out how to find a craftsman when he had some free time.
Carve a set of mahjong, and play mahjong with his subordinates to kill time.
As for poker, Ronan also thought about it, but in the end he didn't think of what material to use. There is no such thin paper shell in this world, and using wood chips would be too hard and easy to break.
Three days of eating, shopping, and training passed quickly. Ronan put on his equipment, put the big sword behind his back, the sword on his waist, hung the heavy pig iron shield on the horse, and held the spear in his hand.
So he rode his horse and walked towards the military camp.
In the military camp, the soldiers were loading the carriages. Some of the bags of food contained wheat, some were finished bread, some smoked chicken, smoked fish, dried meat and other meat foods, and some contained salt and other spices.
The small bucket. Terra is rich in fresh water resources, so there is no need to transport them specially.
An hour later, the troops were assembled. There were a total of 300 guards, 100 logistics teams, and 50 carts of various types of food, which was probably enough to feed the frontline troops for about a month.
Seeing that the officer had finished counting the supplies, Ronan rode up. After greeting the officer and talking briefly, Ronan rode into the team.
Ronan also triggered the fourth ring mission:
"The supply troops escorting Terra successfully returned to the frontline camp.
Reward: 5000 experience, 50 gold coins, The Art of Sword Fighting (book, strong attack skill +1 after reading, this bonus does not calculate the upper limit and attribute requirements)"
Not counting the upper limit and attribute requirements, that is to say, this skill is a completely additional addition. It turns out that there is this way to add skills. Only then did Ronan remember that in the horse-and-blade game, there are books to read or books to be placed in the inventory.
There is a mechanism that can increase certain attribute skills.
There are only fifty cavalry in the three-hundred-person guard, and the rest of the soldiers are infantry equipped with leather armor, spears, daggers, and large shields. When they learned that Ronan, known as the "Blood Slaughter", was coming, these soldiers were all whispering to each other below.
As they started talking, they calmed down after the commander yelled, set up their formation and set off slowly.
Ronan was also speechless. He always felt that the title "Blood Slaughter" sounded like the kind of villain who would give experience, equipment, and reputation to the protagonist after appearing in two or three episodes. Although he complained about the Terran people in his heart.
Naming ability, but Ronan still acquiesced. There was no other way, those were all real reputation points.
The troops slowly walked out of Terra City. Because they had to escort the goods, the team's speed was very slow. It was expected to take about two weeks to reach the front line. During this period, it was very likely that they would encounter a surprise attack by elite troops infiltrated by the enemy. After all, it had already happened before.
A few days later, there were not so many guards before, so I was caught off guard and was defeated by the enemy several times.
Of course, the counterattack team sent by Terra also destroyed several waves of enemy supplies. For the enemy with a longer supply line, the losses were far greater than Terra's.
In order to prevent the enemy from raiding, the team walked very carefully, basically avoiding remote places and places where ambushes are easy to be ambushed, even if they had to take a long detour, it didn't matter.
Several groups of scouts were also dispatched to the front for reconnaissance, and soldiers took turns patrolling during the night break.
But what was supposed to come was still coming. The slowly marching team suddenly saw a burst of green smoke rising from the sky. It was the scout's signal flare, indicating that the enemy had been discovered.
The commander of the supply team immediately directed the team to drive the carriages together to form a semicircle, and the soldiers got into formation ready to meet the enemy.
Soon several groups of scouts who were scattered outside came back, and one group was followed closely by the enemy. It was a group of cavalry wearing black armor. The number could not be determined, but it was visually estimated that it did not exceed three hundred.
These enemy troops must be dispersed to bypass the defense lines and infiltrate into the territory of Terra. In addition to the losses caused by fighting with supply teams and being discovered by patrols, the number will not be too large, but they are basically elite soldiers.
Otherwise, if you sneak in, you will only get killed. It would be better to stay on the frontal battlefield as cannon fodder.
Ronan put on his helmet, fastened it tightly, took off his lance from the saddle, held it steadily in his hand, and started running with the cavalry captain when the enemy was less than 500 meters away.
The number of cavalry teams differed greatly. They should not have taken the initiative but should have waited until the enemy's spear formation charge against the infantry came to a standstill and then cut in from the side. However, the enemy took out a short bow from behind and attached it to a spear stained with kerosene.
The arrow was ignited and thrown over.
When the rocket landed on the sack, it immediately burst into flames. The logistics team immediately rushed forward to put out the fire. In order to prevent the enemy from using rockets to destroy the supplies again, the cavalry captain could only rush forward with part of the infantry.
The two armies gradually approached, and Ronan could even see clearly the ferocious faces of the enemy on the opposite side, but Ronan remained unmoved. He lowered his body, controlled the horse to avoid the enemy's attacks and collisions, and at the same time raised his lance with his right hand.
It stabbed out diagonally and penetrated directly through the chest of an enemy soldier. With the momentum of the horse, the sharp spear tip pierced through his armor and entered his flesh like butter.