"How many times have I told you that since you are in the military, you must use military titles."
"Okay, Clayman... Captain."
Under Clayman's watch, the cavalryman of the Nader family finally called out the correct title.
Clayman didn't show any pretense. He took the broth from the other party's hand and ate it deliciously with the freshly served rice.
To be honest, the meals that Richard arranged for the army were pretty good. Although they could not eat every meal, in order to maintain high-intensity training, the professional soldiers of the Hunter family ensured three meals of dry food and some meat and fish.
of soup,
Richard did not treat the new cavalrymen such as Clayman any differently, and still provided sufficient food.
After devouring breakfast, Clayman poured the broth into his stomach, and finally picked up a small piece of fat meat from the bottom of the bowl and put it into his mouth to chew.
"belch"
Clayman burped with satisfaction, and the soldier beside him wisely took the empty bowl to wash with him.
The nobles of the Golden Dragon Kingdom, at least few of the nobles in the North, have any bad habits of being pretentious, and there is nothing so-called noble elegance. Almost all of them are soldiers who wolf down their food.
After all, martial arts training itself will whet your appetite, not to mention that a would-be knight like Clayman, who has been polishing his body since childhood, doesn't have any bad habits of being picky about food.
Clayman sat there and took a short rest. The soldiers had already finished cleaning the tableware. After roughly judging the time, Clayman decided to start today's patrol.
"gather!"
Clayman straightened up and shouted, and then the entire team of soldiers moved quickly. It must be said that the Nader family's cavalry were of good quality. They were ready in just a few minutes and gathered with their horses.
It was just an ordinary patrol mission. Clayman did not do much mobilization. He simply gave the order to set off and took the lead on the horse to start the day's patrol mission.
…
Tiemulin
A group of half-elves were still running for their lives. After a night of escaping, they managed to reduce their number to more than a dozen people. Perhaps they got separated during the night, or perhaps they were overtaken by ogres.
In short, there is a high probability that these disappeared half-elves will never appear in this world again.
"Chief Al, the ogres are catching up again."
"Damn it!"
The half-elf named Al shook his palm bitterly.
At this moment, the ogres caught up again, and it has been shown that the elders and tribesmen who were left behind should have been wiped out.
But he had no time to grieve. He still had the responsibility to bring the remaining tribesmen out of the Iron Wood Forest alive.
This group of ogres doesn't seem to be running fast in the woods, but their physical fitness is surprisingly good. The half-elves have already begun to lose their physical strength during the long period of escape, but the ogres are still very energetic. If they keep running like this
, sooner or later the ogre will catch up again.
Fortunately, this place is not far from the edge of the Ironwood Forest. As long as we escape to human territory, humans will naturally not tolerate the ogres wreaking havoc on their territory.
Ironically, the half-elves lived deep in the Ironwood Forest to escape the taxation and oppression of the human nobles, but now they pinned their hopes of survival on humans.
"Speed up, we're almost at the edge of the Iron Wood Forest. We'll be safe on human territory."
Al didn't have much choice but to urge the tribesmen to cheer up and speed up their escape.
…
At this time, Clayman was bored and leading the cavalry to patrol along the ironwood forest. The ironwood forest was the focus of the cavalry's patrol.
Because if the ogre comes from the wilderness, it will be clearly seen by Richard's griffin, and there will be no suddenness. On the contrary, if the ogre infiltrates from the ironwood forest, the griffin from the air will be somewhat powerless.
.
At this time, the role of the patrol cavalry will be revealed.
"Master Clayman, there seems to be someone in front of you."
Clayman, who was a little bored, immediately cheered up when he heard the soldier on the side talking. He didn't correct the other person's title, but looked in the direction of the other person's finger.
I saw more than a dozen people rushing out of the ironwood forest, and there seemed to be others behind them. This group of people carried some very crude weapons in Clayman's opinion. They were dressed in tatters and moved in panic. They seemed to be running for their lives. There seemed to be someone in the forest.
Something is chasing them.
"Qiang"
Clayman pulled out the long sword from his waist and shouted loudly:
"Ready to fight!"
"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang..."
The soldiers were not slow to react. They held their weapons in their hands and quickly prepared their fighting movements, ready to charge at the enemy at any time.
The panicked "humans" in the distance seemed to have discovered this group of cavalry. They ran towards Clayman as if they had seen a savior, shouting something loudly as they ran.
"Sir, yes, it's an ogre!"
The ogres also chased them out of the woods. Their tall bodies were much easier to recognize than the half-elves, and the voices of the soldiers beside them were trembling.
Clayman naturally also saw this group of ogres. He initially thought that the pursuers might be beasts like giant bears or forest wolves, but he did not expect that they turned out to be ogres.
On the first day of patrol, he hit a big prize. Clayman didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky. At first, he even thought that it would be difficult for ogres to escape to this remote land. He didn't expect that reality would hit him so quickly.
He slapped him.
"Give the signal!"
Clayman is very sober. He has no way of judging how many ogres there are in the woods. He may not be able to see enough. The most important thing is to summon nearby support.
The soldier beside him quickly fired a cylinder into the air, and the sharp sound quickly spread to all directions.
"Master Clayman, what should we do now?"
Clayman was also a little confused at this time. Logically speaking, after discovering the enemy's situation, they and the scouts should observe from a distance or go back directly after passing on the information.
But at this time, it seems that someone is being hunted by the ogre. If they ignore this group of people, they will definitely not escape their fate.
As if he had made up his mind, Clayman fiercely pulled out his riding crop.
He turned around and said to the soldier on the side.
"You go to Ironwood City and report!"
"The others follow me."
As a typical young military noble in the North, Clayman always had some passion and pride of his own. He would not allow himself to watch ogres harm his own people.
No matter what, you have to lead a charge to give these people who are being hunted a chance to escape.
"kill!"
"kill!"
Following Clayman's loud shout, this group of cavalry also launched a charge following Clayman. Although the ogres were powerful individually, there were not many of them at this time, so the gap in strength was not disappointing.
This group of cavalry are professional warriors who have been fed by the Nader family for a long time, and they still have some loyalty. Clayman charges forward, so they naturally do not dare to fall behind.
"Move to both sides, don't block the road!"
Al shouted desperately. He found that the cavalry on the opposite side had launched a charge, and naturally wanted to cooperate as much as possible.
"boom!"
The distance between the two sides was not too far, and the charging cavalry quickly collided with the dozen or so ogres.
"kill"
With the power of the horse's charge, Clayman killed the ogre in front of him with one sword.
"ah"
However, this group of ogres, who are all of average quality as quasi-knights, are not something that ordinary soldiers can easily fight against.
After killing several ogres with the force of the initial charge, some soldiers were knocked off their horses by the ogres and fell heavily to the ground without moving.
When the charge ended, there were five or six ogre corpses and the corpses of more than ten human cavalry on the ground.
Clayman didn't have time to feel sorry for these cavalry. He just turned his horse's head and prepared to launch a second round of charge. Now that he had already started, he would kill them. Clayman wanted to eliminate these ogres directly.
However, the ogres were not stupid. They found that they could not gain much advantage on this flat land and quickly retreated to the ironwood forest.
"call"
Looking at the retreating ogres, Clayman put his sword back to his waist and turned his eyes to the "common people" he had rescued...
