The Beyelan Reserve Army Headquarters is located in the southeast of the upper city, sharing a pentagonal fortress facing the sea with the Army Department and the General Staff Headquarters. Anyone who returns from a distant place will come here to hand over their personnel work.
Griffith walked all the way over. He only had a few sous left in his pocket and could not afford to ride in the carriage, and he was too embarrassed to ask the elf for money. Galadia seemed to have forgotten that he was poor.
Today is July 8, 1443 of the Fourth Age, and there is still enough time before the mission deadline. Because he didn't know in advance when he would arrive, the time Griffith made an appointment with Flag Captain Heinz was not accurate.
After passing through the huge pillar, the trainee knight didn't know where to go at the gate where people were coming and going. Under the magnificent ceiling, the smooth marble is so bright that it can illuminate a human face. In the center of the hall floor, exquisite tiles are used to form a high-spirited eagle flag.
"Don't block the road, soldier," a senior sergeant wearing a white helmet noticed the trainee knight looking around, walked over and said to him, "go to the secretary's desk."
Griffith tried his best to maintain a dignified posture to prevent himself from slipping on the floor, and came to the secretary's desk with a nervous expression.
"The 502nd Armored Cavalry Regiment of the Eastern Army, the second-level captain, Griffith Blanton, asks to see Captain Heinz, the commander of the armored cavalry."
After a while, he was led through the deep corridor and came to a secluded office.
Captain Heinz Wilhelm, the former dean of the Junior Military Academy, was busy writing in a mountain of documents. When he heard the footsteps, he raised his head slightly and stood up with a smile on his face: "I heard that you are serving in the rear. It’s good to never forget to fight for the peace of the kingdom.”
Griffith immediately stood upright with his chest raised and thumped his chest with his right hand: "Victory goes to Beyeland!"
"Victory belongs to Beyeland," Heinz, the armored cavalry director, raised his arm. "In a few hours, you will be affiliated with the Larmore family. The kingdom will not even require military pay until you complete your four-year studies. I’ll pay you. The premise is that the Larmore family thinks you are of some use.”
"No matter where they belong, His Majesty's soldiers will never forget their oath and loyalty." Griffith replied without any hesitation.
"Well, of course ~ Loyal," Heinz smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile, "The Count is one of the most noble people in the kingdom. I think you have done a good job of impressing him. preparation."
"I bought a brand new coat, shirt and boots," Griffith said, reflecting on the large sum of money he had spent.
"That's right." The armored cavalry director who had just been transferred to the capital pulled his tie. "The life in Beyeland is completely different from that in the other provinces, but you young people can adapt faster than me. The count has a pair of children about the same age as you. , I hope you can be friends with them and nothing else.”
Before Griffith could think of an answer, Heinz changed the subject: "Tell me about the East. In the last battle you participated in, how did the Armored Cavalry Regiment implement its own tactical policy."
"You will defeat the enemy when you see it, Mr. Director," Griffith said like a guilty student, but he himself also felt that there was something wrong with the tactics of that battle. "But after reflection, I feel that it is not wise to attack Beamon head-on in the end." Act of."
"Hmm~ Those idiots don't understand the armored cavalry," Heinz nodded, "Mobility, defense, and impact. The armored cavalry unit should be a balance of these three, choose the battlefield flexibly, and rely on effective defense to display its assault capabilities. Instead of attacking an unbeatable mythical creature like infantry, you can attack other orc infantry and leave the slow-moving big target to the artillery crossbow. Fortunately, Maximus reacted after being hit head-on. Come here, otherwise you young people will all be photographed..."
Griffith's heart thumped. Director Heinz noticed his student's sad expression in time and quickly changed the topic.
"I am going to reorganize the tactical organization of the armored cavalry. On the existing basis, I will increase the armored cavalry organization to follow you. If you encounter the strong defense of the pike phalanx and must attack, this is inevitable. You and the archers will Go on the offensive and break through through hand-to-hand combat under long-range cover.”
"However, the rate of fire and firepower of the cavalry have no advantage over the infantry archers, and it will not be easy to deploy when there are more people, and they will block the way of the armored cavalry." Griffiths felt that it was difficult to command after thinking about it for a moment. Put forward his own opinions.
Director Heinz said: "That's natural. Archers cannot be organized and fight in the same way as before. Their composition and equipment are still under experimentation. If you have any ideas, please write to me.
"Griffith Blanton, you are a thinking young man. You have to know that the capital is no safer than the east. There are completely different evils and conspiracies here. In the next few years, I hope you Before you make your own contribution, don’t die for no apparent reason.”
The words of the Director of Armored Cavalry were very sincere. Griffith knew this was his teacher's unique way of expressing concern and nodded very seriously.
"Okay, if we have anything to say, we can talk on the way to Larmore House," Director Heinz took his coat off the hanger and strode outside, "I'll go with you."
A carriage was already waiting for them outside the General Staff Headquarters. The two of them got into the carriage like a whirlwind and sped towards Larmore House.
"Besides your little battle, did you find anything else?" Teacher Heinz opened his mouth and asked as soon as he sat down, "I know about the goblins and living corpses, tell me something else."
"The food supply is not as tight as I thought," Griffith said immediately. "On my way back, before the official armistice, although ordinary citizens still ate black bread as their staple food, there was still enough food, including meat and complementary foods. The supply situation is acceptable.”
"Interesting point of concern," Heinz nodded with interest. "The grain transported by the southern provinces has greatly eased the supply pressure. The Senate is preparing a new bill to encourage grain trade. If not for Cornelius The expeditionary force took it there, and your Eastern Army's offensive has long been unsustainable due to logistical pressure. Brandon, do you know the true strategic purpose of the General Staff in this war?"
"Our attack has been advancing along the coastline. In fact, the real purpose is not to conquer the orcs' land fortress, but to seize their ports to avoid danger to the southern trade line. Is the kingdom's real intention to conquer the south?" Feis expressed a guess of his own, "Earlier I thought that the coastal advance was to maintain logistical stability, but this cannot explain that conquering Atana Fortress will end the war."
"Humph, you are right. The victory in the Battle of Atana was not a decisive battle with the orcs as advertised at the beginning. The capture of the fortress meant that their navy lost the last large port that could threaten the south, the raider fleet. I have to retreat to the farther east to regroup, and I won’t be able to come out again in a few years.” Director Heinz Wilhelm said with a smile, “Very good, Griffith, although your military rank is only a small sergeant.” , but your vision is much broader than that of those soldiers and officers. When you enter school, remember to take the advanced art of logistics."
The road from Reserve Army Headquarters to Larmore House is smooth and quiet. Apart from the pleasant scenery, there is no annoying smell or noise along the way. The carriage passed through the beautiful streets and came to a luxurious mansion. Director Heinz jumped out like a young man.
"Come down quickly, little sergeant, this is another battlefield for you."
Well-dressed servants politely welcomed them through the exquisite courtyard to the spacious and luxurious living room for a rest. The crystal chandeliers cast soft and beautiful light, and every piece of furniture is designed just right. The light scent of incense wafts through the cool interior, making you feel extremely comfortable. The three-person-high floor-to-ceiling windows provide an unobstructed view of the exquisite garden, completely driving depression and boredom out of the living room.
While waiting in the living room, the servants brought tea and fruits, which were so exquisite that it was hard to put down.
Griffith was immediately dazzled by this place, which was countless times more beautiful than the Reserve Army Headquarters.
"Don't make such a fuss," said the flag captain. "Where did the legionnaire's determination go? These seemingly respectful and polite servants will try their best to make fun of you in private. You are just the second son of a border knight and a non-commissioned officer with little money in his pocket. and the senior security guards at the count's house. After I leave, they will approach you enthusiastically, teach you how to be a decent person in the capital, and then try to get you to do something stupid that will discredit you."
Griffith was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly retracted his confused and intoxicated expression, trying hard to put on a serious expression. But the Earl's Palace is so beautiful and elegant that the trainee knight can't turn himself into a vicious person even if he grits his teeth.
Servants soon came to announce that the count was ready for an interview.
Chief Heinz didn't even need a servant to lead him. He led the trainee knight through the long corridor and quickly through the main building of the mansion to a circular room in the garden of Larmore House. A handsome, kind and elegant middle-aged man turned around from the bookshelf and looked gently at the apprentice knight who appeared in front of him. He was tall and had blond hair stained with age. The shining silver oak leaf knight's cross on his coat clearly stated his identity.
This was Count Larmour, one of the direct counts most trusted and favored by the king.
"Well, the second son of Knight Brandon? He looks very similar. It seems that the legion has fed you well." The earl pointed to the sofa beside him and motioned for the flag captain and his little follower to sit down. "I have seen your Resume. Originally, I wanted to place you next to my eldest son, but unfortunately his ambition is to study history rather than politics and the military. My daughter has just turned 16 and will go to Homemonworth for first grade this fall. Luvash’s prophecy predicts that Mr. Apprentice Knight will be a good companion knight.”
Iluvash...the goddess's prophecies are respected and recognized by both humans and elves. It was probably He who asked Galadia to venture into the forest alone...
"It's my honor, Your Majesty," Griffith, who had been waiting for these words, jumped up like a spring not long after he sat down.
The earl nodded, motioned for Griffith to sit down, and then looked at the flag captain: "The Army Command Section at Homemonworth is a good place, but many people think it is too comfortable there. What do you think?"
Captain Heinz, who had gray hair on his temples and looked serious, said: "Maybe the Army University is a good choice, but for aspiring young people, the experience that a comprehensive magic academy can provide is more valuable than pure military skills."
"Yes, you are right." The Earl sat down at the desk and picked up the quill at hand. "This way I can worry less about the secrets of Homemonworth. The temperament of these young people is restraining secrets. It’s very effective.”
The secret of Homemonworth? What's this? Griffith had no idea what the count meant, but he just kept it in his mind and could study it later when he had the chance.
Just when Griffith was puzzled, Count Larmore had already quickly written a letter and handed it to the flag captain: "That's it for today. Next, let the second-level captain adapt to Beyeland by himself." life."
After seeing off the flag captain, the earl took the trainee knight to the library on the first floor: "You can read the books here and have dinner with us before enrolling."
Isn’t it a bit to ask a lowly person like me to attend the dinner... Before Griffith could express his thanks, the earl continued: "How many shirts do you have?"
"Two," replied Griffith, nervous at the sight of such a great man condescending to concern himself with such a trivial matter.
"Very well," the count said quickly in a commanding tone, "go to the butler to collect this quarter's salary, and buy twenty more."
