Warhammer Seal

Chapter 328 Warlord
The musketeers under Wende were recruits who had just been recruited from nearby Maijia Village. It was very simple for them to learn how to shoot and reload and march. A smart person could learn it in a week, and be proficient in three months.

But to reduce a person's fear of blood, corpses, and death requires some additional training.

The Norscans who were not yet dead were all tied to wooden stakes, and they looked like blood men, which made the hands of the recruits tremble.

"First line up! Return bullets!"

Wen De's loud voice was transmitted over the entire snow field, and the soldiers who had received emergency training completed the two actions of going out and withdrawing bullets within a second.

"One prisoner per person, stabbed with a bayonet. Stabbing scarecrows in the training camp must be very boring, so I found something new for you."

Every musketeer is scared. Before joining the army, they were the most ordinary peasants and workers. Moreover, Maijia Village and Rick Province are almost no longer threatened by Beastmen. These guys didn’t even kill chickens before joining the army. .

If you want them to shoot and kill, it's not too difficult. If you want to kill the enemy directly with bayonet, just thinking about it makes people's heels go weak.

It's okay, everyone needs a stage of adaptation. If you resist even killing the enemy now, wouldn't those monsters and monsters in Chaos just collapse and cry when they saw Chaos later?
"In 1 minute, every penetrating wound will be rewarded with a copper coin, start!"

As long as the money is in place, nothing is difficult to settle. These soldiers came to join the army for their salary. Now that they have an extra opportunity to make money, of course they will firmly fight for it.

He strode towards the Norscan captives who were tied to the stakes, stabbing the captives' bodies with bayonets.

Because they have not experienced bayonet training, it is difficult for them to find the fatal parts of the body in the shortest time. Some Norscans were stabbed a dozen times before they died with severe pain.

"Okay, one minute is up, stop!"

Compared with the cowardice just now, the soldiers with blood on their hands showed a strange excitement. This is the emotion in the blood of every human being, and the desire to kill is rising.

The value of being well-trained is reflected at this moment. Even if they just got red-eyed, under Wende's order, everyone stopped their movements, took a step back with their muskets in their hands, panted excitedly, and waited. With the bounty in hand.

Wen De is a very honest elector, he will never default on military pay and rewards, and he will do what he says.

That's true, but well, there are additional conditions for doing what you say.

"Okay, put down the musket, and then count the number of holes in the captives, count by yourself!"

This made all the soldiers terrified. At the beginning, they would silently remember every time they stabbed, but after seeing the painful expression on the Norscans' faces, they were so excited that they forgot to count. .

Now he has to open the bloody wound with his own hands, and count how many times he was stabbed one by one.

It's okay to stab the upper body, there is only blood. If it stabs the stomach, it is not easy to find the wound among the fuzzy and greasy things.

Wende did not break his promise, everyone's rewards have been sent to their hands, and the bloody hands hold the bloody money, and they have to digest it for a few days.

It's a pity that not enough Norscans came, most of them were blown to pieces by artillery, and more than half of the musketeers hadn't completed the blood desensitization training.

Burn the corpses, stop the plague from spreading, and then plan your battle strategy.

That's right, because Miss Lamb's information was brought back, Wende can organize a battle out of the city.

"The situation in the north has changed a lot. I have been to Norsca many times before, and I have never been so weird once."

Miss Lamb took off her clothes, took out the map wrapped around her body and spread it out, and various points were densely marked on the map with the smell of sweat and body odor.

"There are no Norscan tribes in the Norscan mountains anymore. This time they are completely dispatched by the whole army. The climate in the north has entered a terrible cold, even the Norscans can't bear it."

"All their tribes have migrated to the territory of Kislev. All the former Kislev fortresses have become Norscan cities. At the same time, the different tribes are still separated. Because of the severe cold weather, those who can hunt There are fewer and fewer prey."

"This is the nearest Norscan tribe, about 700 people, isolated and helpless. If you can use your hands to catch a few survivors, it will help me better torture additional information about the Norscans leaving their hometown."

A very good cooperation, Wende naturally agreed, to deal with more than 700 Norscans, only need [-] musketeers and a team of artillery support.

All the musketeers have put on the latest warm clothes, even comparable to the quality of the giant swordsmen's clothing. Each piece of clothing is covered with snow-white camouflage, which can allow 300 people to carry out infiltration tasks under the enemy's nose.

Uncle Incense Burner's flame suppressor was also transported to the front line through Nun City, so that the musket would only produce white smoke after firing, and there would be no exposed flames.

In a small Norscan village, all the middle-aged males were dealing with prey in the village, but as the climate became colder, the prey they could hunt became less and less, and the whole village was in a state of hunger.

If you want to go south to plunder the empire, there is another towering city wall that cannot be overcome.

"Damn imperial people, they won't let us plunder them!"

With a curse, the chief of the village still had to gather his warriors in advance. Even if they migrated to Kislev, the prey they caught still couldn't satisfy everyone, and a new hunting meeting was needed.

This was a great opportunity. All the adult males in the village who could fight gathered in the square, and the mortars were fired immediately!
Four shells landed accurately in the center of the square, killing or injuring half of the people in a moment. Before the rest of the Norscan marauders had time to hold their axes and javelins, they were already infiltrated by three hundred musketeers. Aim all.

"Three shots! Fire!"

Round after round of bullets began to pour down, killing all the Norscan marauders in just one minute. No matter how strong the physical chief in front of him was, he couldn't resist the musket with his body. bullet.

A round of volleys easily beat him to pieces, and there was no longer any resistance in the entire village.

"The rectification of military discipline did not make you let go of your play, but now, the Norsca women in this village are all your playthings. It is still the old rule that you will be given two hours to plunder."

Wende set up the hourglass and ordered a group of soldiers to do a good job of discipline and investigation. The rest of the soldiers went from house to house and kicked open the doors, looking for anything that aroused their interest.

Morality, benevolence, and righteousness are all bullshit. Wende only hopes to squeeze out every trace of value in this village. Slaughtering a city can greatly improve morale. His subordinates must go through these things if they want to become veterans of many battles.

cruel?Ha, the empire just returned to Norsca what Norsca had done to the empire.

　Thank you [The Lonely Watcher] [fghdfy] for the monthly pass, thank you very much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)