readsfreenovel Chapter 408 Young Eagle Spreads Wings
Chapter 408 Young Eagle Spreads Wings
In an office at the Black Watch Mercenary Group headquarters in Saint-Remy, Captain Charlie was holding a tense meeting. All the mercenary group centurions who could be present gathered here. The atmosphere in the meeting room was solemn and serious, and everyone's face looked extremely solemn.
After Charlie glanced at the people present, he said carelessly:
"To make a long story short, the Yoda people have started to attack again, and this time they have also included the Earl's territory in the range of the attack."
At this point, Charlie did not forget to complain:
"In short, the current war situation is very unfavorable to us. The southern Midland army is full of losers. They immediately collapsed when the Yoda attacked. It is estimated that the Yoda will attack Saint Remy in a few months."
There was silence in the meeting room, and the centurions were whispering to each other, discussing the current situation.
Captain Charlie changed the subject, a look of determination flashed in his eyes:
"Instead of passively defending like this, I think it would be better to take the initiative and take advantage of the fact that Yoda's army is now scattered to attack the city and capture the stronghold. We can directly concentrate our superior forces and use the strongest army to annihilate them one by one."
At this moment, a captain stood up and raised his question:
"Sir, I read in the intelligence that the Yoda used heavy siege artillery from Kusha to directly destroy the walls of Rona City. If we go out to fight the Yoda, who will defend Saint Remy?"
Captain Charlie patted his forehead and asked directly:
"Did you get hit in the head during the war? The intelligence said that the Yodas conquered Rona City with siege artillery, which means that other artillery will not have much effect on Rona City."
Then he slapped the table, breaking the silence in the conference room and continued:
"Then why don't we just find an opportunity to destroy those siege artillery?"
All the captains were frightened by this bold plan. Seeing that no one responded, Captain Charlie cursed directly:
"I wonder what's wrong with you. Why are you all so scared when you hear that the Yodas are attacking? Most of you here followed the Earl to fight the Yodas when he was getting rich. At that time, we had no people and no artillery, but we still fought with hundreds of people against thousands or tens of thousands of people. Why is it that now that we have more people and more weapons and equipment, you have become turtles instead?"
At this time, a centurion stood up and said excitedly:
"Captain Charlie, I will listen to you. We will fight the Yoda people on the other side. If we don't fight hard, then the families of officers and soldiers in the territory will have to fight hard."
Soon, Charlie's proposal was accepted by all the centurions. Charlie looked at these familiar faces, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Yes, these are the brothers I know. Remember, once the territory is in the most dangerous time, the ones we can really rely on are the old brothers who followed the Earl the earliest. If we don't charge, no one else will."
As soon as the voice fell, a thousand-man captain could not help but ask:
"Those kids who were trained by us in the suburbs of Saint-Remy, right..."
Charlie was stunned by this question, then he scratched his head and replied:
"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about them. In this case, let the officer in charge of their training send them all to Saint-Rémy for the time being."
In a camp outside Saint-Remy, the sun shines through the sparse treetops onto an open training ground.
At this time, a group of children were holding wooden weapons and fighting each other. Although their movements were immature, their eyes were shining with determination. These children were carefully selected from all over Midland, and they had the potential to become future warriors.
An officer stood by and quietly observed the children's training.
These children will be the hope of the Blackwatch's future. Lord John specifically ordered them to undergo military training and learn tactical knowledge so that they can become grassroots officers of the Blackwatch when they grow up.
The officer's eyes wandered among the children, and finally fixed on an 11-year-old child with white hair and fair skin. There was a hint of admiration and curiosity in his eyes.
The child was holding a wooden one-handed sword and was being besieged by several other children.
"watch out!"
Various weapons attacked from all directions, but he seemed to be able to handle them with ease. His swordsmanship was sharp and precise, and every swing of the sword could accurately block the opponent's attack.
The officer watched his performance and nodded slightly. This kid's swordsmanship was indeed excellent, and he seemed to have a natural keenness and intuition for fighting. He was able to accurately judge the direction of the opponent's attack and find the right time to counterattack at the critical moment.
The white-haired child suddenly turned around, dodging the attack of a wooden sword, then quickly found a gap in a child's armor and stabbed him. The child immediately lost his ability to fight and fell to the ground.
In the officer's memory, the white-haired child's name was Griffith, and he came from the Southwest Governor's Territory that Lord John had ruled before. When he first arrived, he thought the officer in charge there was mentally ill, why would he recommend a little girl with anemia to him?
However, as time went on, the officers gradually learned about Griffith's true identity. It turned out that Griffith was a boy, and his skin was naturally so white. No matter how he trained in the sun, his skin would not tan.
What made the officers even more concerned was that the boy's physical fitness and learning ability were also excellent. In the practical courses, Griffith was often able to fight against many people alone on the training ground. In almost all practical courses, whichever side he was on, he won. Moreover, in horse riding, logistics management, medicine and other aspects, he could learn and master them quickly. His comprehensiveness made the officers look at him with admiration.
Although Griffith still has a certain gap in strength compared to an adult, and he has not yet been on a real battlefield, his other performances have made him a qualified mercenary. His intelligence, perseverance, and comprehensive abilities all indicate that he will have greater potential for development in the future.
Suddenly, a burst of rapid trumpet sounds echoed in the air, drowning out the shouts of killing in the training ground. Then, a cavalryman galloped through the camp like the wind, shouting loudly as he galloped:
"The commander has ordered that everyone stop training, pack up supplies, and retreat to Saint-Remine, awaiting further orders!"
The officer heard the horn and the shouts of the cavalry and immediately turned to face the boys in training. He shouted:
"You all heard it! Go back and pack your things, then gather at the training ground!"
After hearing the order, the children immediately stopped their training and ran to their respective residences. Ten minutes later, the children carrying large and small bags arrived at the training ground one after another. They stood there, waiting for the officer's next instruction.
The officer stood on the training ground, scanning the team in front of him with a sharp gaze. The children were carrying their luggage, ready to follow him into Saint-Remy. However, his gaze suddenly stopped in a certain direction, and his brows slightly frowned. He felt as if something was missing from the crowd.
He thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that Griffith, who used to be very conspicuous in the crowd, was nowhere to be seen this time.
The officer felt uneasy and quickly looked for Griffith in the crowd, but he couldn't find him.
He asked some kids who shared a dormitory with Griffith:
"Have you seen Griffith just now?"
One of the children said:
"We just saw him packing up and running out."
The officer felt uneasy and immediately led his men to search for Griffith in the camp.
However, what he didn't expect was that Griffith was riding his horse on a path away from Saint-Remy.
Griffith looked at Saint-Remy who was about to leave his sight, and he made up his mind:
"I have heard so many legends about the Earl in the past. This time I want to become a new legend."