Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 225 Visit

Claude's bad luck. He's hurt again.

There is no perfect thing in the world, and so is this time.

Subsequent soldiers stormed the enemy's defensive positions and fought with the enemy's remnants. Claude became the commander-in-chief of the front line, constantly guiding the soldiers who rushed in and commanded the guerrilla barracks to shoot down those recalcitrant enemies, even the lieutenant officers who caught up behind him were obedient to Claude's orders.

And that's why Claude was targeted, and from some corner an enemy lieutenant officer rushed towards Claude, waving a sharp sword in his hand. Claude was overwhelmed, never expected to hide from an enemy so close to him, and panicked and could only resist a sword-riding sprint with a gun. Blocked, but not avoided, his thighs were swordridden into a pair of buckets.

The enemy officer tried to draw his sword and stab him again, but several soldiers around Claude had reacted by stabbing the enemy officer with a bayonet. And Claude had to fall on the floor and hug his thighs and sigh at himself. He doesn't have the perfect treatment from home anymore, and the last bottle was used on Muriel Ed. I brought four bottles from home and none of them were used on me. When he gets hurt, he finds out the medicine's gone, and Claude's pretty tough, so he'll just have to put a bandage on it first.

Positions were taken back, but bad news followed. Abyev died in the firing of a firing squad of enemies for the first time, and a gun was fired from his left eye, penetrating the back of his head, and should have died without any pain, almost instantly. Berklin held his body in his arms and cried in anger, and Diavid sat beside him in a dark self-inflicted wound. Four noble sons joined the army together, and this was less than a year before losing a companion...

The wagon that transported the wounded quickly arrived, Claude and the shoulder injured Diavid boarded the wagon, were simply disinfected and re-bandaged at the camp and then sent to the wounded care facility in Amis City, where they had to feed the wounded until they recovered and report back to the troops. The treatment centre was large and there were many injured, as were a number of acquaintances from the guerrilla barracks, and Muried, whose gunshot wounds would take him more than a month to recover.

A week later, Captain Ledfank of the guerrilla camp arrived, and Claude noticed that his stamp had been replaced by a silver bend moon instead of three green stars, which meant that Captain Ledfank had been promoted to Major.

“You're unlucky.” Captain Ledfank, oh yes, the Major said: "The Great Prince is very excited to be on the Vilph post and wants to talk to you, the first meritorious man to reclaim your position, and he was disappointed to learn that you were injured and sent away. You say when you get hurt is bad, at this critical moment. How many people want to show their talent in front of the Great Prince to get his favor and appreciation. You are well, show talent and get the attention of the Great Prince, but get attacked and injured and lose the chance to meet the Great Prince..."

Seeing Claude stare at his shoulder badge, Major Ledfank shrugged: “Speaking of which, my promotion to the rank of officer is thanks to your blessing, the Grand Prince thought that our Ranger Battalion played a key role in the battle against Kwerf, so he ordered that all Ranger Battalion officers and soldiers be promoted to the rank of rank. You are now an official lieutenant officer of a kingdom. Unfortunately, if you are not injured and stay in the position to meet the Grand Prince, you may be promoted to Lieutenant Officer. ”

Major Ledfank, while saddening Claude, took out a cardboard box from the black purse he was carrying, which contained the shoulder stamp of a Green Star lieutenant, and placed it in Claude's hands: “I've completed the formalities for you, all you need to do now is feel safe and well, and report to me at the early recovery camp. ”

Claude picked up his shoulder badge and played with it, and he heard Major Ledfank say, “Are you in charge of the marching camp now? ”

“Yeah, I was driving a duck on the shelf, temporarily acting as commander of a guerrilla battalion.” Major Ledfank sighed: "Lieutenant Colonel Rossler lost his life on the battlefield and a great deal of wind broke out. ”

“Wind wave? What does that mean...” Claude pretends he doesn't understand anything and, by the way, wants to find out what he thinks about facing Colonel Rossler's strange death: “By the way, before Colonel Rossler's death on the battlefield, what happened to that strange transparent foam cover on him, I was kind of stunned. ”

Major Ledfank looked around and put his head close to Claude and whispered in his ear: "I tell you, don't say anything. It was magic, and the Grand Prince was guarded by a special division, and they thought the foam mask on Lieutenant Colonel Rossler's body was some sort of long-range arrow protection spell. They surveyed the battlefield behind them, but due to the firing of firearms and the smoke, no magic marks were found to use magic on the battlefield...

Later, they agreed that Colonel Rossler should have bought a spell magic scroll from where to burn this remote arrow defense spell. He thought the spell would protect the enemy from shots fired, so he used it on the battlefield. This disposable spell magic scroll turns to ash when used, so those in the special division can't detect the magic mark on the battlefield.

It was said that the great prince, who had learned of this conclusion, had scolded Lieutenant Colonel Rossler in his tent as a fool and an idiot who thought he was a smart fool. If magic works, the magicians of hundreds of years ago will not be expelled from the land of Farea. The Grand Prince said that he was fortunate that this fool had magically drawn the attention of his enemies to the fire and died well. If he didn't die, he might have buried all the soldiers of the guerrilla camp on the battlefield, but he has not yet regained his virgin post... ”

Claude was relieved in the dark, and he was also in the treatment center to think of his manoeuvres on the battlefield to kill Lieutenant Colonel Rossler. Because the use of spells leaves a magic mark in place, the Grand Prince must be accompanied by a special department guard, and if they probe the battlefield after the war to discover the magic mark, they will know by memory who stood there. Claude has been a little carefree all this time...

I didn't expect Major Ledfunk to visit me today to bring me good news and find no magic marks on the battlefield. But when Claude thought about it, he understood that the magic mark was a breath of breath. When he used the eye of probation before, he found that magic elements in the air when using magic photons would be attracted and solidified together to form irregular traces that disappeared very slowly, which was the magic mark.

But on the battlefield, the airflow fired by the firearms, the nitrous smoke that soars, takes away the magical elements that solidify together, instead of slowly fading away the magical imprints that solidify together like a storm blowing.

“How many men are left in our marching camp this time?” No more worries, Claude started caring about something else.

Major Ledfank laughed bitterly: “Although I took over the position of commander of the guerrilla battalion, I am now an empty pole battalion commander with less than 30 men, basically a member of my logistics department...”

Claude was shocked: “What's going on? Didn't we have nearly a hundred soldiers in our battalion last time we attacked Kelville? ”

“As such, now more than one of our guerrilla battalions, the Grand Prince has ordered the formation of three more guerrilla battalions and the formation of a guerrilla regiment. Major Ledfank explained to Claude:" We are now a Ranger Battalion, and the remaining soldiers in the Battalion were transferred to other battalions by the Grand Prince as seeds to enable those three battalions to become combatants as soon as possible. As for the strength of our battalion, which is to be replenished by subsequent recruits, those recruits are now being trained in the rear for pre-war training, which will take more than half a month to replenish. ”

Major Ledfank was somewhat embarrassed to say: "I came to visit you today, first to give you this Ensign's shoulder badge, and second to need your help...”

Claude smiled and said positively: "Major, you are my superior and my friend. There is something I can do to make sure that I do my best. ”

“That's right.” Major Ledfank was also polite, so he told Claude what he needed help with. The main thing was that after the recruits entered the barracks, he feared that the recruits would not know Claude's tactics. He hoped Claude would write himself a training outline according to which he would train the recruits to adapt to the attack tactics of the Rangers' barracks.

This simple, Claude promised Major Ledfank a training syllabus, which he handed over three days later, just to train the recruits to lay down on fire and load them. However, he asked Major Ledfank to transfer Berkelin back to battalion. After all, Berkelin followed Claude for the longest time, basically the ambushes, the concealment of any tactics, the need to teach the recruits in hands-on training, just looking at the outline for training is likely to go north to south.

Major Ledfank agreed to this request.

“By the way, you are now the official lieutenant officer of the kingdom and you are required to be surrounded by a guard and a paramedic, and I have brought you men who can take care of your injuries in the hospital.” On leaving, Major Ledfank remembered one thing and walked up to the door of the ward and waved, bringing in two soldiers.

Standing in front of Claude is Junior McJackie and Big Grimes.

Not surprisingly, Claude appeared before himself, and the last time he had McJackie stay with the Department of Logistics and Major Ledfank to take over the prisoner, he was not taken to the front. And Claude had no idea how the big Grimm was still alive. He was there when the queue marched, as if he were not far from Abyev, but he had not been seen at the time of the occupation of the enemy position and had always thought he had died.

Thinking of Abyev, Claude began to lose his mood. He was a good companion who had left first and would never see his cool smile again...

McJake and Big Gummy had an extra stamp on their shoulders, and they had been promoted from Private to Corporal.

Big Gummy tells of his battlefield experience, and that day, on the battlefield, he fell asleep and fell, avoiding the enemy firing for the first time. Just trying to climb up, I didn't expect all my comrades on the left and right sides to be shot down and pressed against him. Unfortunately, the first soldier to fall on him took the gun handle and hit it right in the back of Gemmy's head, and Gemmy went into a coma on the spot. Later, the Corpse Collector thought he was dead, grabbed his foot and tried to throw him in the Corpse Collector before he woke him up. At the time, he also scared the soldiers who had taken the corpse to jump...

“I was in a real coma, not pretending to be dead. If you don't believe me, I've only lost half my swelling so far, and most of it stayed behind...” Big Grimmy said grievously.

“Come on, we believe you.” Claude's a little curious, "but why don't you stay in the barracks and come with me as my guard? ”

In fact, as an official lieutenant officer of the Kingdom, a squadron is generally staffed with guards only on a full-time basis. One squadron is composed of fifty-three men, with the exception of four squadrons of forty-eight, and the squadron leader is staffed with military service, correspondents, medics and guards. The salaries of the two units, the Trooper and Guard, were signed by the Squadron Leader and were essentially reserved for the Squadron Leader's close associates.

Most of the lieutenant-lieutenant officers who served as squadron commanders were not equipped with guards during peacetime, leaving only one soldier to handle the chores next to him, so that he could have an extra salary at his disposal. Close soldiers are chosen as guards only in the immediate aftermath of the war, while correspondents and medics are professional categories and are generally assigned by battalion headquarters.

Big Gummy touched the back of his head a little shy and said: "I can't eat enough in the camp to fill my stomach with you...”

Well, this guy was eating big houses. The big man eats four meals apiece, and his full strength goes up. If Ancient is a fierce general, but now it is the age of firearms, he has no use of martial arts, he can no longer take a bullet with his strength. He can't really eat enough as a soldier in the battalion. Forget it, let him stay with you.

Claude's thighs were stabbed with a pair of swords, so he had to stay at the treatment center for a relatively long time to nourish his injuries and walk inconvenience, just in time for Michael and Big Grimes to take care of him, which was also a kind gesture from Major Ledfank, for which Claude expressed his deep gratitude.