I, who traveled to Chunwu, entered Stalingrad again?

Alsace, a strengthened battalion of nearly 600 people, has surpassed most of the kingdom's generals in strength, and is even close to some marshals who are almost...

Cai Muzuo became the deputy battalion commander of the major, and the other old brothers did not treat him badly.Lieutenant Marion is now a captain and the company commander of the first company. Some low-level officers and soldiers who performed well have also been promoted one after another to become the small captains and deputy captains of the other two companies.

However, these elite veterans can only form the basic skeleton of the army, and the flesh and blood can only be filled by new conscripts. Therefore, these two companies have not yet formed a decent combat effectiveness, and it is okay to fight with the wind.

Even the first company, which retained a large number of elite veterans, had more than [-]% of its recruits. Compared with the fourth company before the expedition, the combat capability of the independent battalion had not increased but decreased.

If there is a suitable terrain, Zaimoza even has the confidence to use the original company to defeat the entire independent battalion now...

In order to make the recruits transform into qualified soldiers as soon as possible, Zaimozuo had to increase the amount of training, but with little effect. Knowing that the war was imminent and eager for success, he had to use some violent methods, such as shouting, whips, and boots. It is commonplace.

Most of the conscripted farmers were tenant farmers of Lordaeron's royal farm. They farmed for the king on weekdays and were the first to be conscripted during the war.Unlike the veterans who served as the standing army before, they were poorly paid as conscripts, and they might not have continued to work as farmers at home.Most of the equipment is leather armor and a small amount of chain mail that has been dug out from the warehouse that I don't know. Most of the weapons are round shields with spears or hatchets.

In addition to the conscripts, there are also some volunteers, most of whom are wealthy free farmers, or illegitimate children of the second and second sons of minor noble families who heard the name of Prince Alsace and wanted to join the army to gain a career.Relatively speaking, they have received a certain degree of training and bring their own better armor and weapons, but they are used to being free and loose on weekdays, and it takes a certain amount of time to get used to them.

Therefore, Zai Muzao organized them all into the first company, and stuffed all the conscripts into the newly built second and third companies, so that there would be no one who could fight in wartime.

The morale and training enthusiasm of the conscripts are pitifully low, but what they are best at is all kinds of stealing, rape, slippery and foreign labor.

It's fine if someone is staring at it, but as long as they don't stand under the officer's nose for even a second, these guys will show their true colors, yawn continuously and make various small movements, sticking the training spear on the ground like a crutch, and taking off their boots Pour out the small stones that got in accidentally and pick at your feet, and you will not restrain yourself until you are cleaned up.

The new commanders of these two companies were directly appointed by the king. One was Captain Luke Wallenforth, who Zaimoza knew; the other was Morgan Latimer, who was transferred from the Knights of the Silver Hand. Er's civilian knights are quite good at martial arts.

They all expressed their support for Zaimoza's training plan. Even Morgan Ladimore, who is said to be a noble character, would not hesitate to whip the wrong recruits. After all, no one wants to lead a group of soft-footed shrimp.

The training lasted all afternoon, and at night after dinner, it was time for the veterans of each company to explain to the recruits the discipline of the army and to build relationships.

Naturally, Zaimuzao would not intervene in these matters anymore, because Alsace, the official commander of the army who had disappeared for almost a month, finally appeared in the camp.

PS: This chapter feels a little watery, but it’s not good if these things are not explained. After all, Warcraft is obviously a feudal kingdom, but it adopts a military rank system. There are lieutenants, officers, officers and generals. It’s also quite strange. It can be regarded as a supplement Set up two. @[email protected]@集①六巴一77①⑥

Warcraft - Scourge of the Undead: Chapter 146 Chapter 140 The Great Vision

"Your Highness, why are you here today?"

Zaimuzao stopped what he was doing, and asked while saluting.

"No one else here, ignore the red tape. Farik, how is the training of the recruits?"

"You know, many of them were just farmers digging in the soil before, holding a spear like a hoe, and wearing a military uniform is not a soldier. It can only be said that they can barely be driven to the battlefield, but don't count on it. How good it can be."

"It's been a month, even a group of monkeys should know how to pick up a sword, why is it still like this?"

Seeing Alsace's frown, Zaimokza sighed.The young prince knew very little about the real situation of these low-level peasants, and seemed to be staying at the superficial level of hospitality, honesty and so on.

Are farmers loyal?It's a joke, farmers are the most unruly, and the poorer the place, the more unruly they are.

They are mercenary, a pot of water and a vegetable can make a gossip woman curse for a month, a canal and a tree can make two gangs fight; they bully the weak and fear the strong, bear the humiliation of the elders and bullies in the village, and embezzle the property of orphans and widows But one is better than the other; they steal and play tricks, train and work as foreign workers, and flee after fighting.

They are the best at lying. Every time they collect taxes, they always cry and say no. In fact, they have everything when they lift the floor. Oil and water.

But who in the end forced the peasants to do this?Timuzuo didn't dare to say anything, so he had to pick the topic.

"Your Highness, is there something wrong with the front line?"

"It's more than a problem! It's just a big mess. You're right, Farric! The orcs didn't go to the Oakland Mountains or the uninhabited wasteland. They went back and forth between our blockades, and finally went south to seize the ship. And go, disappeared without a trace! If the teacher had listened to your advice, we would have wiped them out in Nanhai Town long ago!"

Alsace punched the table bitterly, causing the water in the glass above to spill out.

"It's good now. Before Kul Tiras and the Royal Navy find them, no one can guarantee whether the orcs have really gone to the New World or are planning to land and plunder in another place! Our forces will have to be dispersed to help defend all At the same time, we need to wipe out the remaining orc diehards everywhere! The troubles are not limited to these. The plague ravaging the northern part of the kingdom has intensified. The intelligence department said that this is related to a new cult that has emerged in recent years. It's most likely magical, but my father and I agree it's some restless rat."

Even though King Terenas has high prestige and has always been known for his kindness, generosity and wisdom, not all the nobles in the kingdom are loyal to the king. After the human beings had the orcs, who had a sworn enemy, the criticism of the king never stopped.

And after the recent series of military defeats following the containment breach and the outbreak of the Second Orc War, these voices have become even louder.

"Then what is our mission, Your Highness?"

Zai Muzao was not surprised by all this, he had been preparing for it every day during this month.

And his calm attitude also gave Alsace a lot of confidence, allowing the prince to recover from his indignation and regain his composure.

"Father has ordered some of the most powerful nobles in the north, including Baron Devonriel, to come to the capital to explain the situation. Our mission is to investigate the truth behind this while they are away, find the mastermind of all this and kill him! Of course, Dalaran will send a...a special envoy to cooperate with our investigation. After the orcs are dealt with, Uther Mentor will also come to support us and wipe out all the snakes and rats. Captain Farric, how many troops do we have? Can we fight now?"

Speaking of the special envoy, Alsace paused, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Of course Zaimuzuo knew that this special envoy was another legend of the Alliance, the legendary first filial daughter of Azeroth - Jaina Proudmoore, now she and Arthas are lovers, many of Lordaeron People are gossiping about when the two will officially get married.

"The entire company can go into battle at any time. The other two companies have also completed basic training and can assist in the battle. At worst, they can use it as a substitute for training. But we still lack some long-range firepower. After all, we can train a group of spearmen and swordsmen in a short period of time. , but there is no way to make the archer quick."

"What advice do you have?"

"At present, the best way is to find a group of experienced mercenaries. Of course, this requires a lot of money. Our military expenses may be a little tight... unless the payment of pensions for soldiers killed in battle is delayed."

"Are you sure they are reliable?"

"We can hire dwarves through Ironfoot Furio's relationship. As long as they provide enough beer, they always say what they want."

"Um……"

Alsace pondered for a moment, then replied.

"We're just going to investigate. We shouldn't be too ostentatious in the early stage, so the number of people should not be too large. You send the two most elite teams to set off with me, and the others continue to train. But conflicts and battles will inevitably occur later. This money cannot be saved. The pension cannot be embezzled. How about this, I personally still have some savings over the years, and it should be enough to borrow some from my mother and sister, you can contact me now, make all the preparations tomorrow, and we will set off in the morning of the day after tomorrow!"

"Your will, Your Highness."

Soon after, Alsace took some soldiers to the palace to get money, and Zaimuzao also left the camp.

Ironfoot Furio did not return to his hometown immediately after the war to repay Al Asa's life-saving grace, and became a special advisor to the Independence Battalion. It's just that this old dwarf is not very interested in training these mudlegs. Soaking in the tavern of the king's capital, drinking and bragging with other dwarves who lived in Lordaeron, Zaimuza's plan was to hire a group of musketeers through Ironfoot Furio's network.

Speaking of which, after seizing more than a dozen muskets from the orc camp, Zaimuza once had the idea of ​​encouraging Lordaeron to build a modern army.

After testing, the range and accuracy of these dwarves' muskets far surpassed that of ordinary archers. Even the flintlock guns he remembered, experienced archers like Ironfoot Furio could shoot without missing a shot at 150 meters. Still very high accuracy at 200 meters.

It takes years or even decades to train a longbowman, but it only takes months or even weeks to train a musketeer to line up for shooting.

According to the settings in the game, the dwarves have even created primitive steam tanks and rather magical dwarf helicopters. If these technologies can be promoted and mass-produced in the human world, what Scourge Legion Burning Legion Nothing to worry about.

But this great idea was quickly crushed by the cruel reality.

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Warcraft - Undead Scourge: Chapter 147 Chapter 140 Encounter Again

Among the poor historical knowledge of Zaimuzao, muskets should be the natural enemy of heavy armored knights in the Middle Ages. They beat the crap out of knight grandparents at birth, and musketeers who have been trained for a few weeks can eliminate dozens of them with one shot. The noble knight of the year.

However, in fact, the replacement of cold weapons by muskets is a rather long process. Due to the short range of the early arquebus, easy to explode, poor accuracy, incapable of melee combat, and rain, it was not possible to use it until the classic combination of flintlock + bayonet It can be regarded as a real replacement for spearmen and archers.

There are also various reasons why the Kingdom of Lordaeron did not develop its own gunpowder technology.

The first is the problem of mineral deposits. Most of the common iron ores in the Kingdom of Lordaeron are limonite and siderite. Although they are easy to mine, the quality is not satisfactory. There are very few high-quality magnetite and hematite. Most of them are in the hands of the nobles.

Secondly, the smelting technology and forging technology of the artisans of the Kingdom of Lordaeron lag far behind the dwarves and elves. It is still possible to make some common weapons and equipment, but forcibly produce the barrels used for muskets. I am afraid that the enemy did not kill many. It exploded and suffered heavy losses.

Furthermore, the Kingdom of Lordaeron lacks the motivation to research and develop technology. Whether it is the Wildhammer dwarves or the Bronzebeard dwarves, they have always been friendly with the human kingdom. As the saying goes, it is better to buy than to build, and to rent is worse than to buy. Why bother to develop some rubbish, but Shouldn't you buy directly from others?

Humans lack high-quality iron ore and smelting and forging technology. Dwarves lack food in the deep mountains, and they also like fine wine brewed from various grains. The two are complementary and coincidentally. This kind of transaction has lasted for thousands of years. All human nobles are proud of owning equipment and weapons made by dwarf masters, such as the warhammer in the hands of Alsace was forged by dwarf masters.

But there is one thing, the dwarves do not have the concept of standardized production. The muskets they use are hand-made by casting masters in the hand workshop. Adhering to the so-called craftsman spirit, the dwarf muskets are impeccable in quality. You get what you pay for, and the price is as high as the sky. The purchase price of a brand new dwarf musket is as high as 205 gold coins.

Any sane commander would think twice when gold coins for a musket were enough to arm a hoplite and a light archer.

The last point is the suppression factor of magic on technology.

There is no shortage of wise men among human beings who are willing to delve into the essence of the world, but at the same time, most of these people have outstanding magical talents. They are fascinated by the world of arcane arts, and naturally have no time to pay attention to those stupid things of dwarves.

After all, gunpowder can do what arcane can do, and arcane can do what gunpowder can do. A big fireball fired by a high-level mage is no less powerful than a howitzer.

To sum up, Zaimokza's great plan can only be aborted. He is just a major, and he can't afford to purchase what kind of ordnance. His armor and weapons are already at his limit.

From a practical point of view, it is more realistic to use mercenaries to make up for one's long-range shortcomings.

………………

The Kingfisher Tavern is located at a corner of King's Road, the capital of Lordaeron. The so-called Adventurer's Guild has not yet appeared in Azeroth, and the mercenaries have agreed to gather in several taverns in this area to pick up jobs.

This world is not peaceful, bandits and all kinds of wild beasts often attack caravans, so this group of blood-licking people can be regarded as a prosperous business.

The old dwarf Tiejiao Furio that Timuzuo is looking for often drinks here with his fellow dwarves. It is said that a dwarf expedition has just finished its adventure and rested here, led by Tiejiao Furio's cousin .

Pushing open the door, there are many guests in the tavern, and it is very lively.

The bards hired by the boss at a high price played cheerful ditties on the central stage, and the waitresses wore black and white, rather revealing waiter uniforms, carrying ale and food on trays and constantly shuttling among the drinkers , Some drunken men who are too drunk will pinch their plump buttocks when they are served, or simply slap their hands hard. Such small actions often get a supercilious look.

Zai Muzao took this for granted. In fact, most of the waitresses in the nearby taverns have part-time jobs as street girls. As long as you are willing to pay gold coins, you can spend a wonderful night on the second floor of the tavern.

On the wall behind the counter in the tavern, there were still a lot of commission orders stapled with nails. Timu Zuo glanced at them. These commissions were not only cheap but troublesome, no wonder the mercenaries didn't bother to take a look at them.

Looking around the tavern for a week, Zaimuza quickly found his target.

A large group of dwarves gathered together to occupy the entire southwest corner. The dwarves didn't have many entertainment methods. Apart from mining, blacksmithing and drinking, their favorite thing was arm wrestling.

The dwarves gathered around a table and kept shouting, with two short and thick arms staggered and supported on the table in an attempt to push each other to their side. The owner of one of them was the iron foot Furio that Timu Zuo was looking for.

The old dwarf seemed to be at a disadvantage now, with bruised veins on his arms, and pea-sized beads of sweat slid from his forehead all the way to his beard, and then dripped down at the end.

With a "bang", the situation turned to the other side. A dwarf with fiery red hair all over his body, the surrounding dwarves burst into cheers, and then raised their glasses to drink.

Iron Foot Furio was quite unwilling to lose the game, took a big gulp of ale, and muttered that if he hadn't been caught and tortured by the orcs for two months, he would never have lost, until he saw Zaimozuo walking towards them .

"Farric, what brought you here, a busy man? Firebeard, he is the human being who followed Prince Arthas I mentioned to you, he is a true warrior! He is also my savior, Girl, have another big cup!"

The old dwarf enthusiastically introduced himself to the dwarves, and Zai Muzao also followed suit. He drank a whole glass of ale under the watchful eyes of the dwarves, and then directly explained to them why he came.

"You mean that someone deliberately spread the plague in the north? There may be a big war in the north? Who ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall?"

The red-bearded dwarf named Firebeard Furio was surprised. He was Ironfoot Furio's cousin and the leader of the dwarf expedition.

"Some say it's the recent cultists, some say it's the remnants of Oakland, some say it's the disgruntled local nobles, but according to our information, it's most likely to be caused by those orc warlocks, and you know this I will not be surprised to do anything to cover the retreat of the large troops in the south this time, based on the virtues of the beasts in the last war."

Zai Muzao saw that Huoxue didn't seem to want to get involved in this matter. After all, if humans were fighting among themselves, it would definitely not be appropriate for them to participate as foreigners, even if there were iron feet inside as introducers.

So Cai Muzuo did not hesitate to take the blame on the orc, and sure enough, the trick worked. Hearing that the orc did it, Firebeard not only agreed to the employment, but also voluntarily lowered the price by half. Who is to say that dwarves and orcs also have blood feuds, and even because dwarves generally have a lifespan of several hundred years, the great war more than ten years ago seems to them the same as yesterday, so they hold more vengeance than humans.

It is also true that when King Terenas decided to let go of his grievances and raise orcs in captivity, the dwarves immediately expressed strong dissatisfaction, and even expressed their determination to be sworn to death with the orcs even at the expense of quitting the alliance.

Although the relationship with humans in recent years has not been as close as before, but this time during the war between humans and orcs in the north, the dwarves of Ironforge spontaneously formed a number of expeditions to Lordaeron. Not treasures and commissions, but purely for revenge.

"Then, under the witness of my brother, let's sign the contract!"

According to the rules of the dwarves, Firebeard Furio put his thick palm in the air with the palm facing down. Iron Foot Furio put his hand on Firebeard, and Timuzuo looked at it and stretched out My right hand, as long as everyone pushes down together, the employment this time will be considered complete.

But at this moment, Cai Muzuo suddenly felt another delicate and soft palm placed on top of him.

"Interesting commission, maybe we can be counted?"

PS: Couldn’t Shu Ke’s sensitive words be smarter? Xi thought he couldn’t type often, he was really drunk. qun slip away ② Yi 77 ① durian

Warcraft - Scourge of the Undead: Chapter 148 Chapter 140 Chapter [-] Guilt

Hearing this crisp, pleasant and familiar voice, Zaimuza turned his head and saw the face in his mind.

Sera, the elf ranger who is as fast as the wind, has superb bow skills but is flat in stature, opened her gray-green cloak, revealing the elves' characteristic long ears. There was a little joy in her bright eyes, and she looked at it with a smile. he.

This elf had been commissioned to help him exterminate all kinds of wild beast bandits and train scouts, and the two had worked together for a long time.

Therefore, in Zai Muzuo's heart, this elf "girl" who may be hundreds of years old is just like his old colleague Captain Marion, and he is one of the few friends he has in this strange world of Azeroth.

Only the elf rangers and those senior thieves have this skill, and can approach him without causing Zaimuza to notice, of course, the premise is that they are not hostile or threatening.

"Hey, hey, you with long ears, what do you mean? Looking for a fight?"

Before Cai Muzuo could catch up with his old friends, the dwarves headed by Firebeard quit, and surrounded the elf ranger who was petite but a head taller than them with unkind expressions.

This is not surprising. Anyone who is about to negotiate a big deal will not be happy if his beard is cut off suddenly, let alone a dwarf who has always been known for his bad temper.

"It's not easy to find a rich benefactor recently. The special target is related to orcs. My compatriots and I searched for a month, and only caught a few lonely beasts in the mountains. I think our purpose are consistent."

Sera didn't care about the dwarves who surrounded him, and sat down at the wine table carelessly, and motioned them to look towards the corner of the tavern, where five elf rangers who were also carrying bows, boasting swords, and wearing cloaks were standing there. Raise your glass to them.

The dwarves looked at each other, and their anger dissipated a lot.

Although the elves and dwarves in the alliance broke up due to various disputes at the beginning, after the human kingdom's containment policy was declared bankrupt and the orcs everywhere rioted, just like Ironforge sent several expeditions, they also had blood feuds with the orcs. Many elves in Quel'Thalas also volunteered to go to Lordaeron to fight the orcs together.

In the deep mountains and dense forests of Lordaeron, the powerful elf rangers are the lingering nightmare of the lonely orcs.

As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. The dwarves are just grumpy, but they are not stupid at all. They quickly decided not to care about the little unpleasantness before. After all, fighting the rumored orc warlock is of course as strong as possible. Just don't take up their commissions for the bamboo poles.

"That's no problem. If it's really related to orcs, then our commission can also be discounted by [-]%. But Farric, I need to know all the information. What happened in the north of the Kingdom of Lordaeron?"

Before that, Zai Muzuo just mentioned a few vague words to the dwarves, but did not mention the details.

Faced with Sera's question and the curious eyes of the iron-footed firebeard and other dwarves, Zaimuzuo was silent for a while. He was just talking nonsense and wanted to drag the dwarves into the water. To his old friend.