Black Iron Crown

Early the next morning, the warm sun shone on the ground, not as hot as at noon, but refreshing.

Leiner got up from the camp bed and walked out of the tent. The troops had already packed up and gathered together, waiting for Leiner's order to prepare breakfast.

Cooking smoke curled up, and oatmeal broth was gurgling in the marching clay pots. The smell of meat permeated the entire camp, making many soldiers salivate.

But no one would dare to eat casually without Leiner's order to serve meals. This is one of the regulations specified by Leiner. Now that military discipline has been set around their necks, they dare not violate it at will, otherwise the whip will be severe. If they are hanged, no one wants to lose their lives so casually.

He took a breath and walked out of the tent. One of his subordinates brought his share to him, and looking at the soldiers who were lining up to look at him, Leiner said, "Let's serve dinner, let the soldiers eat more." Point, it may take a long way to go in a while!"

As soon as his order was issued, the soldiers immediately sat down separately under the order of their squad leader, and then waited for the captain to serve them soup.

Leiner had reorganized his soldiers before. According to the most basic three-person melee formation, each team is equipped with nine soldiers and a team leader to command, so that they can cope with the melee without sleepiness. It is also possible to form a larger square formation to face frontal combat through strong discipline and the command of the squad leader.

After breakfast, Leiner gathered the soldiers again, packed up the tents and put them on the carriage behind, and the place was restored to its original appearance, only the piles of extinguished ashes still showed that there had been a scene here. A huge army.

This time, Reiner's mission has reached an astonishing 380 people. Even the weakest militiamen are mostly characters with combat experience, let alone other armies.

For the Clade tribe, which generally only had a few hundred people, such an armed force could almost be said to be crushing, and anyone who dared to appear in front of them would undoubtedly face disaster.

The newly exchanged twenty-five veteran Kujit cavalry archers, who were now renamed Molander light cavalry, did not follow them into battle. After all, this is a deep and rugged forest, not an endless prairie for them to gallop.

The armor on them is not very good, so it is very likely that there will be losses in this battle. Leiner hopes that even if there is damage, it will be appropriate, so that the grassland that should have been galloping on the grassland or plain Even the most stupid lord would not do such a thing.

It's like when Reiner played games in his previous life, he would never bring Kujit's army to appear in the Rhodok Mountains.

After everything was tidied up, the soldiers gathered together again. The ranks of Sergeants Moreland were particularly neat, almost as if the distance between each other had been measured with a ruler in advance.

The armed soldiers are a little worse, but they still have a good formation. As for the militia, although they can't be regarded as neat, there is at least one formation, which is already stronger than many armies at the same time.

Reiner didn't say anything more, and said directly to the soldiers looking at him: "Let's go, the battle starts today!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the draft horse and walked at the front of the team. Looking at the ten-year dense forest in front of him, Leiner walked in without hesitation, whether it was because of the mission or for the merit points, or for the soldiers He can't even have the slightest cowardice in front of the image in front of them.

Walking into the jungle, he only felt a moment of silence, and then the sound of insects chirping came to his ears, and the snake waiting on the treetops also made the sound of spitting out its core.

However, these soldiers under his command did not seem to be nervous or afraid of these things, but seemed to be used to them.

It's no wonder that the Merland sergeants themselves are mountain people living in the Rhodok Mountains, and it's common for them to make a living in the forests and mountains. They don't know how many times they have seen such scenes.

And the others have also entered the forest several times, and some time ago they entered the frigid forest to capture the slaves of the Klade people. They have seen many such scenes, how could they still feel nervous.

It can be said that among the entire team, Reiner is the only one who feels fear because of these things, and it is the only time he has entered such a dense, primitive, wild forest.

Walking on the ground on foot, Leiner began to look around the situation here. The nearby terrain had been mapped out during the previous slave capture, and there were probably several markers where there would be Klad tribes.

So this time, Reiner doesn't need to search aimlessly in the forest, he just needs to search near the marked points on the map.

Time passed quickly, and there was no road to walk in the forest, so they had a very difficult time traveling. It was already noon, and they had only walked two or three kilometers. If they followed this speed, they wanted to reach the Klade people on the map The location of the tribe is estimated to be the second or even the third day.

Having almost adapted to the environment here, Reiner said to Sir Wallas beside him: "Convey my order, rest in place for an hour and start eating, and we will continue to set off after an hour!"

"Yes, Lord Baron, I'll do it right now!" Wallas nodded to Sir, and then left to deliver Reiner's order.

Soon, the order was conveyed to all the soldiers, and they sat together or leaned against a tree or sat in place according to the formation of the group, waiting for the squad leader to bring the dried bread, meat and water.

The forest was humid and hot, and they were a little tired after marching for more than four hours. They gulped down the water in the kettle, hoping to take away some heat from their bodies.

The clear water in the kettle brought a bit of coolness to the soldiers. As they took big bites of the hard but delicious air-dried meat, there was a sound of chewing in the forest.

Reiner was also sweating profusely at this time, the damn weather is so uncomfortable, the winter in the Northland is extremely cold, and the summer is extremely hot, it is simply a place to punish creatures.

The frigid forest is worthy of the name of the frigid zone. Just after noon and just after the afternoon, there are gusts of breeze blowing in the forest, dispelling the hot breath of summer.

The soldiers who rested for a while after eating came alive again. Amidst a burst of bragging and slapping, the rest time was over, and they quickly stood up, grabbed the weapons at hand, and gathered together.

In this way, they marched in the forest, rested, marched again, and then slept. They continued in this state for two days, and finally arrived near the location of a Klade tribe marked on the map.