"Hurry up with the reload!"

"Don't shake your fingers, one shot is embedded in the loader!"

"Your teammates in the front row need your ammunition to be loaded, if you're too slow, the enemy will rush over and kill you!"

"Don't look anywhere else, just look at your fingers!"

"As long as your teammates are still shooting, don't stop!"

In the First Army camp, Lord Brian was loudly urging the recruits to practice loading, and Nails was one of them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He wasn't a rookie, he was even a veteran of the First Army, who had joined the Ironhead at the Iron Head's urging since the militia had defeated the Beast Invasion under the leadership of His Royal Highness the Prince. According to Iron Head's words, carrying a musket to fight the enemy and defending His Royal Highness the Prince and Miss Nanawa is much more profitable than digging in the mines for the rest of his life.

Not long after Nail's enlistment, the militia was reorganized into the First Army, and in addition to fighting the evil beasts, he followed His Royal Highness Roland and Lord Iron Axe to defeat the great nobles who had never dared to think of it before, overthrew the throne of Duke Lane, and even the army of the new king Tifeko failed to set foot in the border town. After these battles, he became a squad leader of the musket team.

However, according to the custom of the First Army, whenever a large number of recruits joined, some veterans would be arranged to be placed in the newly formed team, serving as instructors for the recruits, accompanying them to practice, and eating and living with them. At first, he was reluctant to be chosen, which meant that he could not stand on the front line and fight with his familiar partners in the first place, but when he thought about his enlistment, he was also a veteran member of the militia team who served as a guide, so he had to accept the task.

The veteran who served as the guide of his team at that time was Master Brian, who has now become the commander of the first battalion of the musket team.

Nail hopes that in the future, he will have such a day, wearing the medal awarded by His Royal Highness the Prince, standing in front of nearly a thousand people to give orders. Ironhead is right, this profession is much better than operating a steam engine in front of a mine.

"My lord, how long are we going to practice this?" muttered a young man in the procession under his supervision, "it's still snowing." ”

"Practice until you can do this movement in five breaths with your eyes closed. The nail stopped in front of him, "Your name is Haimon, right? Remember to shout the report before speaking, this is the rule of the First Army!"

"Report," shouted the short man beside Hemon, his hands still moving, "Do you have eggs to eat tonight?"

This sentence caused a sound of swallowing saliva in the procession.

Nails couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, allowing this group of recruits from the northern and southern realms of the kingdom to maintain good discipline even on snowy days, in addition to half a month of non-stop training and stick education, there was enough food to eat - wheat porridge and salted jerky were musts, and occasionally there were small pieces of pickled fish, or even an egg. However, the latter will only appear in the meal after fighting against the hordes of evil beasts or training in the wild.

"I'll have to ask if the Evil Beast will come to trouble the Frontier Town," he shrugged, "your name?"

"Aiku, my lord. ”

"The bullet in your hand has been stuffed for a long time, and the grandmother next door to me is more flexible than you," Nail put away his smile and said solemnly, "If it's still like this before the end of the practice, let alone eggs, even the meat and wheat porridge I will cancel your share!"

The crowd immediately lowered their heads, and it seemed that no one wanted to be punished and forbidden to eat dinner.

At this moment, a rapid bell rang at the lookout post of the city wall.

The beast is coming.

"Stop the practice!" shouted Brian, "The instructors of each column lead their men into the area of the city wall and prepare for battle!"

"Do you hear that," urged Nail, "take all the ammunition in your hand, don't leave any of them behind, and line up to the top of the city as you usually do in training." Our location is on the fourth section of the wall, let's move!"

I didn't expect to be able to eat eggs, he thought to himself.

......

Upon arriving at the intended position, Nail saw that the musketeers were ready, and in the face of the Kuroshio that loomed in the distance, they did a final gun inspection and then set the barrels on the wall stacks.

Nail can't help but feel a little regretful, he could have been able to hold a revolver rifle and teach this group of brutes a hard lesson.

Bullets were embedded in the loader and placed within easy reach of the front row, with one or two veterans behind them in charge of loading, and if necessary, they could fire all five bullets in one go, and the firepower was unknown compared to the flintlock pistol used before.

"Look, the witches are coming!" exclaimed Hemmon.

"They're ...... Pretty," murmured Ai bitterly, "before I came here, I listened to the descriptions of the churches, and I thought they were ugly and horrible. ”

"Is that all you have to pay attention to?" the former snorted disdainfully, "You didn't see it in the last battle, the woman with the giant sword slashed down the hybrid beast with one blow, if only I had that kind of power." ”

"What if that's really the power of the devil—"

"Fart!" cried Nails, "Miss Nanawa is also a witch, is she a devil," and then he lowered his voice, "If you dare to mention this in front of the veterans of the First Army, I guarantee that you will become blue and swollen the next day, she is the angel of the town, the power of the gods, understand? Now focus on the loading, this is not practice!"

After teaching these tongue-in-cheek guys a lesson, Nail took the time to glance ahead, this time the evil beast group is not much different from usual, it seems that it won't take long to clean up the battlefield...... Wait, what's that?

There seemed to be a very large figure in the black tide, and he thought it was a turtle shell siege beast at first, but the figure seemed to be much larger and much faster.

When the other party got closer, the nail couldn't help but widen his eyes, it was actually a huge evil beast that he had never seen before! The huge fangs were almost thicker than a human body, like a sickle in front of his face, and his limbs comparable to stone pillars splashed layers of snow and mist as he ran, making the earth tremble slightly with almost every step, and the city wall of more than four meters was even less than the height of its jaw, if it hit it directly, I am afraid that this mud wall would immediately fall apart.

Artillery!

There is no doubt that the musket is of very limited use against this giant monster, and only the big gadgets of the artillery team can stop its progress!

"Oh my God, look there," the recruits exclaimed behind him, "what kind of monster is that!"

"God forbid, is this the devil of hell?"

"Shut your mouth and keep doing what you have to do!" Nail swallowed and looked at the position of the new gun, the barrel reflecting the silver light had already moved, and the straight muzzle slowly turned to the direction of the beast's attack.

I saw a dazzling flash of fire, followed by a deafening roar!

. (To be continued.) )