Warhammer Seal

Chapter 268 The Pikemen of Hawk Province
"My name is Terrell. I am a faithful follower of Tal, the God of Nature, and Valenna, the God of Justice. I am 21 years old. Like my retired father, I am a spearman in Hawk Province."

The capital of Hawk Province, Hejig City is currently recruiting soldiers on a large scale.

Whether it is the prophecy of the sky mage or the emperor's decree, the Elector of Hawke province: Edbrand Ludenhof is worried.

Due to the good relationship between the Ludenhof family and the Franz family, and the recaptured West Province, the Ludenhof family became the electors.

The ruling power of the two provinces directly united the Ludenhof family firmly on the side of the empire. At the same time, with such an identity as a guarantee, Edbrand was ordered to lead the army to the middle of the border wall to defend.

The eastern part of the city wall was defended by the Elector Hertwig of the Ostermark Province, and the middle part was defended by the Elector Edbrand of the Hawke Province. Emperor Karl's forces were mainly concentrated in the most difficult western part.

This is a great honor, to be able to send one's own troops to fight to prove the reliability of Hawke province to other provinces of the empire.

But the geographical location of the entire Hawke province is very bad.

To the north is the Central Mountains, filled with mutants and minions of Chaos.

The rest of the place is an impenetrable primeval forest, and beastmen wandering in it can be seen everywhere.

Without pastures and plains, the Hawke Province does not have any cavalry and excellent infantry.

But the Hawks are good at field combat and guerrilla warfare in mountains and forests, so almost every Hawk is an excellent hunter and sniper.

The 21-year-old Turrell is a veteran. He joined the army at the age of 16 and returned to his hometown to hunt after completing five years of service.

When the horn of war sounded again, these veterans must be the first to hear the call to battle.

They took up their weapons again and stood at the gate of the conscription office in the capital city, explaining their identities.

Everyone holds a gun with a weird shape in their hands. Except for the same caliber, each of them has almost no repetition of other elements.

After all, in the province of Hawke, agriculture and industry are underdeveloped, and people generally can only rely on handicrafts to make a living.

"very good."

The officer at the conscription office looked Turrell's face up and down. At the age of 21, he is already a five-year veteran. His future is bound to be limitless, and he cannot be easily sent to the cannon fodder.

"Is it going to improve muskets and repair weapons?"

"too easy."

Turrell immediately put the musket in his arms on the table, disassembled the weapon that had accompanied his family for generations into parts in one minute, and then assembled it in one minute. Pour the gunpowder, stuff the bullets, and easily hit the puppet in the shooting range 1 meters away.

"Damn it, 300 meters! It's even a headshot! Not a bad guy, go to the second door on the left and line up. You've been included in the Special Operations Team of the Hawke Province, and you'll be paid three times as much!"

This is great news. Turrell's purpose in joining the army is of course not to save Hawke Province or any empire, nor is it for the emperor called Karl. He doesn't even know whether the emperor is male or female.

There is only one purpose of joining the army, and that is to eat a military salary.

In the province of Hawk without agriculture and industry, men either died under the claws of the beastmen in the forest because of hunting, or died of mediocrity in handicraft workshops all their lives.

No matter which kind of future is poor, it is better to take advantage of his youth and become a soldier for five years. At that time, he was only 26 years old. As long as he has money, there are as many girls as 16 years old. Yes, he is not married yet.

The men of Hawke love their muskets more than their wives.

The Hawks agree, because if you're thinking about your wife the moment you pick up your musket, you're dead.

At the same time, after enlisting in the army, you can also enjoy food and wine that can only be eaten in the south.

Licking blood from the muzzle of a gun, Hawke's provincial is such a character.

Pushing open the door of the second room on the left, there is a huge contrast between the desolation here and the bustling outside.

After his eyes adjusted to the light, Turrell realized that the seemingly empty room was already full of people, including himself, a total of twelve people.

"Very good, here comes another young man, just got twelve of them, tell me what special ability you have?"

A thin but tall man in the room looked at Turrell.

"I am the captain of this team, the chief of the Special Operations Team in Hawke Province. I have to know the specific situation of each person and tell them all, including which side of your balls is bigger."

"My name is Turrell, I am 21 years old..."

Before Turrell could finish introducing himself, the veteran interrupted him directly.

"I don't want to know how old you are, and I don't want to know if you like milk-flavored ice cream. I just want to know some special talents that you have but others don't."

"Sir, I'm farsighted and can't see things nearby, but I can see the feathers on the lord's helmet 300 meters away."

This remark caused everyone in the room to burst into laughter. All the snipers gathered here were the best snipers in Hawke province, and everyone's eyesight was much higher than that of ordinary people.

"I can count how many hairs are on it."

Once he said this, everyone fell silent. If this young man named Terrell wasn't bragging, then he really had a little bit of ability.

Moreover, the 12-person special force finally gathered enough numbers, and of course there was no need to wait any longer. Everyone immediately ran out of the room and gathered at the training ground outside.

On the training ground, Turrell certainly didn't brag. He was born with farsightedness and could see things very far away, but well, this also has a disadvantage.

That is, there is no scale mark on his self-made musket. After all, for people with farsightedness, it is not easy to see things nearby.

Due to this miraculous ability of farsightedness, Turrell was immediately promoted by the captain to be his own observer, and cooperated with him to carry out the sniper reconnaissance mission of the entire team.

Now that everyone has arrived, this month's salary will be paid in advance immediately!

A total of fifty silver coins. As a native of the Hawke province, he can only earn twelve silver coins at most in a month, and even in the season with the most orders, he can only earn twenty silver coins.

Fighting outside for a month is equivalent to doing manual work at home for four months.

Such a generous reward must not be an easy task, not only Turrell was puzzled, but even the other ten teammates showed the most curious eyes.

Could it be that it was a suicidal mission that paid out so much money?
"Well guys, since you asked, I can't hide it."

The captain took out a piece of tobacco imported from Marienburg, lit it with a flint, and took a deep breath.

"We are not fighting defensively. The mission is to go to Kislev north of the city wall, and at the same time go deep into the mountains of Norsca to find a very important target. If there is a chance, assassinate as many officials as possible in the demon army. Everyone gets a commission."

　"The men of Hawke love their blunderbuss more than their wives." - Bard of Marienburg

　　"It was the province of Steele who stole the creative design of our flag." - Every Hoke Provinceman.

　　"The Knights of the Broken Sword in Hawk Province, can they be called knights? They are not as powerful as our horse attendants." ——Knights of the Kingdom of Bretonnia spoke loudly after seeing the cavalry of Hawk Province
　　
　
(End of this chapter)