The 13th Cavalry Regiment was stationed at the foot of a mountain about fifty miles northwest of Wildfire.
This is the only plain on the northbound trade route, and further northwest is the Arbakt Plain, which is a long and narrow plain that runs through the wildfire field, occupying a quarter of the area of the wildfire field, and is also the only plain area on the wildfire field, close to the territory of the dwarves and goblins, the terrain is flat, and it is one of the important ways for caravans between the two countries.
The 13th Cavalry Regiment was ordered to be stationed here to prevent the troops of the Odin Empire from breaking through from here.
And this time the battle plan has obviously been clear, the regular regular corps of the empire are stationed in the northwest, due north, and northeast of Wildfire Town to prevent the invasion of the Odins.
Fighting for a decisive battle with the Odin on the wildfire field and keeping the enemy out of the country is the battle plan of the Byzantine Empire this time.
To the south of Wildfire, there are also two regular corps stationed as reserves, and once the route of the Odin's attack is determined, these two reserve corps will immediately go north to support, and garrisons from other directions will also rush to help.
Char didn't know this battle plan yet, and he didn't know that Arbuckett was about to become a bloody place.
Char, who received the equipment, was assigned his own tent, and he lived in a tent with the bald man, Kevin.
After changing into that military uniform in the tent, when Char walked out, Kevin was already waiting there.
The bald man's expression was serious: "Now I'll take you to the general."
Listen, no one is going to bully the newcomer here, because the general is very fair, but if you want to be one of us, you have to show your skills."
As he spoke, Kevin muttered a phrase that was very famous in the 13th Cavalry Regiment: "Either leave or become a part of us."
But you have to get everyone's approval to be respectful when you meet the general, he is our leader."
When he turned to lead the way, Kevin hesitated for a moment, and added: "Your riding posture is a little stiff, your riding skills are problematic, you need to practice more, we are cavalry" Although the words are not good, at least this guy has no malicious intentions, and his tone is very upright.
Char nodded, and followed him to the Adric general.
When Char, who was wearing a uniform, followed Kevin into the Chinese army tent, Adric was frowning and looking at a military report that had just arrived, and a middle-aged man with silver hair and a mighty appearance stood beside him.
"Arbucket is the most likely route for the enemy to attack, and according to the usual tradition, putting us with the strongest combat effectiveness here can be regarded as leaving the hardest bones for us to gnaw on, which is also a tradition of the military department."
Adric put down the military newspaper and scolded with a smile.
The silver-haired man next to him was also full of heroism: "That's the way it is, those sissies in the Second and Ninth Corps are not qualified to grab meat from us" The pride was overflowing.
"Alright, Butler, go get your men ready, and I'll have all the gear ready by to-morrow evening.
Urge the quartermaster department in the back, if it is delayed any longer, Lao Tzu will show his knife and kill people."
Butler, the silver-haired man, the flag officer of the third flag team under the 13th Cavalry Corps, immediately straightened his body, beat his chest hard, gave a military salute and turned around and left, and when he came out, he met Kevin and Char, he glanced at Char and laughed: "The newcomer looks very strong and is a good soldier" He's a good soldier Seeing this silver-haired man walk out, Char had a strange feeling about this evaluation in his heart.
General Adric raised his head and stared at Char in uniform twice, the scars on his face were a little red because of excitement, and he looked particularly hideous, but that look made Char not afraid at all, but felt a little close.
"Look good in a uniform and you'll be a good soldier."
Adric touched his forehead, and his eagle-like eyes swept over Char: "How does it feel to wear this skin?"
Char raised his head, neither humble nor arrogant: "It's not bad, it's quite spirited." ” "It's very spiritual, and the person I fancy can't be wrong.
You're as strong as a calf, but your eyes are as fierce as a wolf cub, hahaha" Char didn't speak, is this a compliment?
I don't know why, in front of this majestic general, Char always felt a little uncomfortable, as if the other party's momentum had oppressed him to death.
"You grew up in the wildfire field" "Yes."
Char nodded.
"You must be familiar with the terrain around you."
Char nodded.
Adric stood up, walked to the side, and put down a large leather map hanging from the wall, which was a topographic map of the wildfire field.
He pointed to the picture: "Can you point to where we are now?"
Char didn't hesitate, walked up, and pointed out the correct direction on the map.
"You can read and write Byzantine script," Adric smiled with satisfaction, grinning, the scars on his face shaking as if they were shaking, "Tell me what the terrain is like to the north." ” Char thought for a moment: "We are here at the southern end of the Arbuckt Corridor, and if you go north, you can go through the Arbuckt region all the way north to Odin's flank, which is close to the territory of the dwarves, and those hills and caves, no one dares to go through."
Well, a little next to it is the red wilderness of goblins, which is relatively barren, only haunted by goblin tribes and wolves.
There are some bandit tribe stockades in the surrounding hills, and I don't know what else you want to know. ” He looked up at the general.
As he talked more, Char relaxed and leaned on, Lao Tzu had even seen dragons, what was there to be afraid of.
General Adric was pleased with Char's answer, and he nodded and picked up a small iron badge from the case, which was a horseshoe-shaped piece of iron with raised lines on it.
"This is your rank, an ordinary private, but I can't give it to you right now."
Adric stared at Char's eyes, his gaze was like electricity, and he said in a deep voice: "You must go through a test, complete a mission, and when you come back, become my personal soldier, and I will personally put on your rank badge" Char raised her head and stared into Adric's eyes.
"I'll send a squad of scout cavalry to the north to search, you know the terrain here, go with them.
Learn something you should learn by the way.
Adric hesitated: "Kevin, you go with him and teach this kid well." ” Before Char could speak, Kevin, who had been standing there straight, immediately raised his head and beat his chest and shouted, "Yes, General" Before leaving, because he was riding a horse as a scout, Kevin took Char to the quartermaster office to get a set of cavalry equipment.
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When it came time to choose a horse weapon, Kevin chose a heavy prism hammer, but Char rejected this weapon, and he did not choose a riding spear, but finally chose an axe gun.
It seems that he still has a special penchant for axes.
The axe gun used by the cavalry is a double-sided axe about one and a half meters in length, with a spear tip on the head, which can be chopped and slashed during combat As for the action of assassination, Char chose this heavy weapon, Kevin did not say anything.
It's just that when he returned to the tent to tidy up his things, the stunned young man hesitated for a moment, glanced at Char, and said in a low voice: "Well, your horse is too eye-catching, in order not to cause trouble, don't use it yet."
I'll lend you one of my spare horses first. ” Char was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at this guy, his bare head and his expression was very sincere.
It turned out that he had already seen that his horses were strange, but he didn't say anything.
Looking at Kevin's calm eyes, Char smiled and went over to pat him on the shoulder: "Thank you" He began to like the bald man
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