Warhammer in a box

Chapter 293 Let the New Soldiers See Blood
The Cadian Star Army that Zhang Heng had initially deployed were now split up and incorporated into local armies to serve as officers.

Being unable to form a large-scale army seems a bit useless in the current situation.

After changing their outfits, the local defense forces can handle common enemies like beastmen and orcs.

If the situation really gets to the point of a demon invasion, this small number of Astra Militarum troops will not be able to influence the outcome of the war.

The Cadian Astra Militarum, as pentagonal warriors, were still arranged as instructors to maximize their role.

Marcus also became the general manager of Nunn.

Ludwig has already thought of a use for this newly recruited army. A total of about 25,000 troops, including new recruits and veterans, will go to the Badlands to help Belegar retake the Eight Peaks Mountain and seize control of the Badlands from the orcs.

As the number of soldiers gradually increased, Sylvania was no longer sufficient as a training ground.

The capture of a large number of necromancers and the failure of countless attacks caused the vampires and undead inside to go dormant, and the corpses were not endless.

Knowing they couldn't win and Terra's army wasn't advancing, they gave up the pointless harassment.

The undead have learned their lesson and no longer charge at us head-on, but there are a large number of new recruits waiting to gain experience.

Apart from the undead, the ratmen collapsed, and the only people with a large enough population nearby were the orcs in the south.

Although the safety level is definitely not as high as killing the undead, there will always be deaths in war.

The orcs in the Middle Ages were not as difficult to deal with as those in 40k.

Moen almost became autistic during these days in the recruit camp. Every time he was exhausted from training, he would wonder, do all soldiers have to train like this?
But only Terra dares to train like this if the nutrition and medical conditions cannot keep up.

This level of training intensity can kill a person.

Moon raised his head and looked at Marcus, who was standing beside the team and constantly urging everyone on, with a look of fear on his face.

The intensity of the training was so intense that it made people collapse to the ground, but he did not even breathe heavily. Moreover, his strictness on these new recruits was outrageous.

Anyone who slacks off will be beaten without hesitation.

Every day's training lasts from sunrise to late at night, and the only thing that makes Moen look forward to is meal time every day.

Although the training is hard, the daily meals are enough, including meat, carbohydrates, fruits, and vegetables. You can eat whatever you want as long as you can eat it and don't waste it.

With adequate nutrition, Moen's thin body became visibly stronger.

Moen had never eaten so many delicious foods in his life, but just as he was stuffing them into his stomach.

He saw Instructor Marcus and another man dressed in black and red combat uniforms walk in.

The golden rose knot on the man's chest kept attracting his attention.

The instructor who was usually called a devil was no longer so fierce in front of that person.

"Inquisitor Hodges, is it really appropriate to send these new recruits to the battlefield now? They have only been training for a month!"

"Captain Marcus, new recruits always have to see blood. The crack that appeared this time is not big, but a small one. It is just right for giving these new recruits courage. It is better than being frightened by demons on a real battlefield. I also want them to have more time to train and adapt, but in the current situation, what we lack most is time!"

As the earliest medieval demon hunter to follow Gerhardt, Hodges was finally awarded the title of Inquisitor after accumulating a lot of merits.

Or maybe this is also a kind of exceptional promotion. Gerhardt must motivate other people and let them know that as long as they work hard, they will have the opportunity to become an inquisitor.

As an inquisitor, Hodges also had the power to mobilize local troops.

Marcus was not arrogant. Even if the other party was a native of this world, he was still a judge.

"Captain, if the Demon Hunters were not short of manpower, I would not have mobilized these new recruits."

At this time, the civil war among the high elves was becoming more and more complicated. The navy had not yet taken shape and did not have the ability to deploy troops on a large scale. Moreover, the incarnations of the gods in the elven civil war were almost equivalent to the gods themselves disappearing one by one.

Facing the magic of these gods and high elves, Zhang Heng did not want to waste the lives of his soldiers and believers in this unclear war before he became strong enough. Instead, he sent a warship to secretly take Meherindi to Ulthuan to investigate the situation.

Zhang Heng planned to wait until the navy was formed, and then go with the Lizardmen to stop this completely avoidable war.

However, the increasingly unstable vortex also causes small chaotic rifts to open up on the continent from time to time.

Although these rifts could not send out powerful demons, they still tied up most of the demon hunters' attention.

Likewise, local forces must expend considerable effort assisting the demon hunters.

If these cracks are allowed to exist, they will become larger and larger.

The Inquisition also detected a rift opening to the east of Nuln.

There are still a certain number of Beastmen surrounding the rift, and they can never be eradicated. As long as the wind of chaos magic exists, there is no way to prevent these creatures from appearing. We can only try our best to prevent them from gathering into a large clan.

"Boys, your chance has come!"

Marcus' voice made all the recruits subconsciously put down their bowls and chopsticks and sit up straight.

"You have been in the recruit camp for a month, you are already half a soldier!

Now a great opportunity lies before you. It's time to test the results of your training. For soldiers, the best way to quickly accumulate merits is definitely through war!

Now the traces of Beastmen and Chaos appear 100 kilometers to the east. You are given five minutes to finish your meal, change your weapons and equipment, and gather at the gate! Maybe one of you can become a non-commissioned officer! "

The instinct of training made people begin to follow Marcus' orders, but at this time the recruits were indeed in different moods.

The descendants of soldiers were obviously much more excited, while the children of civilians were indeed very nervous.

The same is true for Moen.

The recruits quickly boarded the troop carriers and headed towards their destination.

After a bumpy two-hour journey of 100 kilometers, we finally arrived.

Several demon hunters from the Inquisition immediately came forward.

"Inquisitor Hodges! More and more beastmen are being attracted by the power of chaos! We have to hurry!"

Hodges also drew his weapon, and after becoming an Inquisitor, his weapon was also replaced with a power weapon.

More and his comrades also got off the troop carrier as quickly as possible.

He clenched the laser rifle in his hand, and sweat continued to appear in his palms.

"Everyone follow me! No one should make any sound!" There were a total of 1000 recruits in the recruit camp where Moren was located. A regiment of soldiers, led by a small number of veterans, moved towards the direction of the rift.

Through the woods, Morn could vaguely see the smelly beastmen.

After Marcus fired the first shot, the recruits also launched an attack.

Moen also pulled the trigger for the first time on a living creature.

Through the scope, Morn clearly saw that the bighorn beast he was aiming at was shot through the chest.

Seeing that he had achieved his first kill, a different kind of emotion ignited in Moen's heart.

He followed the example of his comrades around him and shouted "For the Divine Emperor".

The beastmen tried to resist the sudden attack of humans but were ruthlessly torn to pieces by the lasers and bullets.

(End of this chapter)