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[collapse]The four beastkins that wore Heavy Infantry Armors and held 1 meters long Claymore sword in their hands looked like slaughter machines.
(The average claymore ran about 140 cm (55 in) in overall length, with a 33 cm (13 in) grip, 107 cm (42 in) blade, and a weight of approximately 5.5 pounds (2.5 kg).)
There were a few dozen wooden figures in front of them. Behind the wooden figures were seven archers that were using bows and arrows of this era. After all, it was only a demonstration, so there was no need to use recurve bows.
“Get ready.” Ben yelled.
Clack!
The four beastkins immediately lowered the face armor and held the Claymore sword with both of their hands. The Claymore sword was one of the best weapons from Scotland used between the 15th to 17th century. It was a powerful weapon that dealt with cavalrymen and was able to kill both the horse and the soldier with one swing.
“Attack.”
“Ha.” The beastkins shouted as they charged forward with the swords in their hands.
“Fire.” Ben commanded.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
Clang clang clang…
The arrows were all blocked by the armor and only left either white dots or shallow dents in the armor.
“Kill.”
The four beastkins got in front of the wooden figures and swung their blades ferociously, splitting apart the wooden figures. Then they slammed into the wooden figures, breaking them into pieces.
After a while, all the wooden figures were on the ground, broken, leaving four panting beastkins.
Mina and Annie were stunned at how much their companions had changed. They had turned from dull and weak-looking to cool and majestic in just a few days.
“Tch!” Andrew clicked his tongue with an indifferent expression. His eyes, however, showed the envy he was feeling.
“Very Good. They will be known as the Heavy Armor Tank Squad from now on.” Lucas said, satisfied. He chose this name because it was pretty much saying that the soldiers in the squad were human tanks.
“Understood. ” Aiden said. He had no idea what was special about the name, but since Lucas was the one who had made the name, he just went along with it.
Lucas then looked at the four beastkins and turned to Ben. “Give them extra food for their meals and then train them even harder than before. I don’t want them to pant after dealing with a few people. I want high endurance fighters who can fight at least 50 soldiers alone without breaking a sweat."
“Understood.” Ben said, nodding his head.
In the military camp, the soldiers with the best meals were the ones in special forces, like the War Wolves Squad. The soldiers in the Heavy Infantry Squad had the second best meals, and the soldiers in the Recurve Bow Squad had the third best meals. The soldiers in training had the worst meals. Of course, even these soldiers had meals that were a dozen times better than the meals of the average commoner. No one had any objections as it was based on how strong they were.
Soldiers who wanted to have better meals have to practice hard and obtain outstanding grades in the seasonal exam to get into a group that had good benefits.
“How are the cavalrymen?” Lucas asked. He was most concerned about this since cavalrymen were the strongest soldiers in this era. Cavalrymen had such high agility, mobility, and charging force that they were the strongest soldiers for a few millennia. The people that commanded the most cavalrymen would be the ones in positions of power.
Ancient people on Earth relied on cavalries to take over land and become rulers. That was the reason Lucas created the Heavy Armor Tank Squad to deal with cavalrymen.
“There’s only 30 warhorses. There are 20 other horses, but they aren’t suitable for war. The most they can do is pull carts.” Aiden said.
Lucas wasn’t satisfied with the amount. 30 warhorses was way too little since he could only create 20 cavalrymen as he was going to give 10 of the horses to the special force squads.
War horses were rare, especially the good ones. The horses were the ones that gave the knights a third of their fame. After all, a knight without a horse wasn’t a knight but a warrior. A good war horse could be as expensive as a pair of knight armor. Lucas had gotten some of the war horses from the food merchants and some from Sakura City.
“How many soldiers can become cavalrymen?” Lucas asked. This was a serious matter to him as the answer would affect his plans.
“Young master, we can get 20 cavalry with no problems. They have already been riding horses and practicing.” Aiden said. He hadn’t slacked off on the matter.
“Okay. Make them have proper battle prowess as soon as possible. Don’t be afraid to waste crossbow bolts, I want knights that can actually kill without hesitation.” Lucas said. He was afraid that the new soldiers would mess up when they got on a real battlefield.
“Understood.” Ben said. He decided to give the soldiers extra training and real blades and arrows to use and not worry about the small wounds that could happen.
“Take me to the War Wolves’ training spot.” Lucas said. He was the one who had given the training method and requirements, but he was curious as to how they would achieve his requirements.
“Okay.” Ben said, leading the way. “Young Master, the War Wolves are currently training on their own.”
Lucas understood that it meant that Aiden and the others had nothing else to teach the War Wolves and so they were training in whatever way they saw fit.
They were now in a forest that was at the back of the castle. There were so many leaves on the ground that a single breeze could move a large pile.
“Young Master, be careful, someone’s here.” Mina said, stopping Lucas and standing in front of him. She scanned the surroundings intently with a military knife in each hand.
“Don’t worry. I know them.” Lucas, lightly patting Mina’s shoulder.
“But…” Mina was anxious because she couldn’t figure out where they were.
Lucas shook his head and pointed to one of the trees. “The guy over there, your feet are exposed. The guy under the grass, your gray head is shining. The guy that smeared mud on the body…”
Crack… The bark fell off of one of the trees, revealing Chris’s stunned face. He hadn’t expected that he would be found so easily.
All eight members of the War Wolves had been found by Lucas, and they all looked at him in amazement.
“You are still too young. You need to work with the environment. An example of a good disguise would be this pile of leaves. Just dig a hole underneath the pile and cover it with the leaves.” Lucas said. He wasn’t going to say that he had gotten this good at spotting unusual things in the environment by playing games like the one where you find the difference between two pictures.
This was the Assassination: Wilderness Camouflage Course. If the soldiers were equipped with crossbows, then they would pretty much be the other world version of a sniper.
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[collapse]The four beastkins that wore Heavy Infantry Armors and held 1 meters long Claymore sword in their hands looked like slaughter machines.
(The average claymore ran about 140 cm (55 in) in overall length, with a 33 cm (13 in) grip, 107 cm (42 in) blade, and a weight of approximately 5.5 pounds (2.5 kg).)
There were a few dozen wooden figures in front of them. Behind the wooden figures were seven archers that were using bows and arrows of this era. After all, it was only a demonstration, so there was no need to use recurve bows.
“Get ready.” Ben yelled.
Clack!
The four beastkins immediately lowered the face armor and held the Claymore sword with both of their hands. The Claymore sword was one of the best weapons from Scotland used between the 15th to 17th century. It was a powerful weapon that dealt with cavalrymen and was able to kill both the horse and the soldier with one swing.
“Attack.”
“Ha.” The beastkins shouted as they charged forward with the swords in their hands.
“Fire.” Ben commanded.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
Clang clang clang…
The arrows were all blocked by the armor and only left either white dots or shallow dents in the armor.
“Kill.”
The four beastkins got in front of the wooden figures and swung their blades ferociously, splitting apart the wooden figures. Then they slammed into the wooden figures, breaking them into pieces.
After a while, all the wooden figures were on the ground, broken, leaving four panting beastkins.
Mina and Annie were stunned at how much their companions had changed. They had turned from dull and weak-looking to cool and majestic in just a few days.
“Tch!” Andrew clicked his tongue with an indifferent expression. His eyes, however, showed the envy he was feeling.
“Very Good. They will be known as the Heavy Armor Tank Squad from now on.” Lucas said, satisfied. He chose this name because it was pretty much saying that the soldiers in the squad were human tanks.
“Understood. ” Aiden said. He had no idea what was special about the name, but since Lucas was the one who had made the name, he just went along with it.
Lucas then looked at the four beastkins and turned to Ben. “Give them extra food for their meals and then train them even harder than before. I don’t want them to pant after dealing with a few people. I want high endurance fighters who can fight at least 50 soldiers alone without breaking a sweat."
“Understood.” Ben said, nodding his head.
In the military camp, the soldiers with the best meals were the ones in special forces, like the War Wolves Squad. The soldiers in the Heavy Infantry Squad had the second best meals, and the soldiers in the Recurve Bow Squad had the third best meals. The soldiers in training had the worst meals. Of course, even these soldiers had meals that were a dozen times better than the meals of the average commoner. No one had any objections as it was based on how strong they were.
Soldiers who wanted to have better meals have to practice hard and obtain outstanding grades in the seasonal exam to get into a group that had good benefits.
“How are the cavalrymen?” Lucas asked. He was most concerned about this since cavalrymen were the strongest soldiers in this era. Cavalrymen had such high agility, mobility, and charging force that they were the strongest soldiers for a few millennia. The people that commanded the most cavalrymen would be the ones in positions of power.
Ancient people on Earth relied on cavalries to take over land and become rulers. That was the reason Lucas created the Heavy Armor Tank Squad to deal with cavalrymen.
“There’s only 30 warhorses. There are 20 other horses, but they aren’t suitable for war. The most they can do is pull carts.” Aiden said.
Lucas wasn’t satisfied with the amount. 30 warhorses was way too little since he could only create 20 cavalrymen as he was going to give 10 of the horses to the special force squads.
War horses were rare, especially the good ones. The horses were the ones that gave the knights a third of their fame. After all, a knight without a horse wasn’t a knight but a warrior. A good war horse could be as expensive as a pair of knight armor. Lucas had gotten some of the war horses from the food merchants and some from Sakura City.
“How many soldiers can become cavalrymen?” Lucas asked. This was a serious matter to him as the answer would affect his plans.
“Young master, we can get 20 cavalry with no problems. They have already been riding horses and practicing.” Aiden said. He hadn’t slacked off on the matter.
“Okay. Make them have proper battle prowess as soon as possible. Don’t be afraid to waste crossbow bolts, I want knights that can actually kill without hesitation.” Lucas said. He was afraid that the new soldiers would mess up when they got on a real battlefield.
“Understood.” Ben said. He decided to give the soldiers extra training and real blades and arrows to use and not worry about the small wounds that could happen.
“Take me to the War Wolves’ training spot.” Lucas said. He was the one who had given the training method and requirements, but he was curious as to how they would achieve his requirements.
“Okay.” Ben said, leading the way. “Young Master, the War Wolves are currently training on their own.”
Lucas understood that it meant that Aiden and the others had nothing else to teach the War Wolves and so they were training in whatever way they saw fit.
They were now in a forest that was at the back of the castle. There were so many leaves on the ground that a single breeze could move a large pile.
“Young Master, be careful, someone’s here.” Mina said, stopping Lucas and standing in front of him. She scanned the surroundings intently with a military knife in each hand.
“Don’t worry. I know them.” Lucas, lightly patting Mina’s shoulder.
“But…” Mina was anxious because she couldn’t figure out where they were.
Lucas shook his head and pointed to one of the trees. “The guy over there, your feet are exposed. The guy under the grass, your gray head is shining. The guy that smeared mud on the body…”
Crack… The bark fell off of one of the trees, revealing Chris’s stunned face. He hadn’t expected that he would be found so easily.
All eight members of the War Wolves had been found by Lucas, and they all looked at him in amazement.
“You are still too young. You need to work with the environment. An example of a good disguise would be this pile of leaves. Just dig a hole underneath the pile and cover it with the leaves.” Lucas said. He wasn’t going to say that he had gotten this good at spotting unusual things in the environment by playing games like the one where you find the difference between two pictures.
This was the Assassination: Wilderness Camouflage Course. If the soldiers were equipped with crossbows, then they would pretty much be the other world version of a sniper.
GreenBlue17
If you like reading this chapter then colour the heart red.️
