When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

#498 - Mass conversion of Holy Gunslingers

“Praise the Holy Wind!”

In the unanimous shout, the distant targets shuddered as if swept by a torrential storm.

Amidst the whistling hail of lead, hundreds of musketeers in tight-fitting doublets marched forward in neat ranks.

Viewed from the sky, the surging heads and swaying muskets blended together as the daily drills took place on the earthen training grounds outside Joan of Arc Fortress.

Pettier, having just recovered from a serious illness, covered his ears with a thick robe, still unable to get used to the continuous gunfire.

Standing beside him, Horn, in a black half-cape priest's robe, smiled calmly and said, “Not used to it, are you? You've just recovered. Get more rest.”

During the last defense of Rapid Falls City, Pettier started fighting as soon as he recovered from his illness, leading to accumulated fatigue and a relapse. In the end, he was sent to Joan of Arc Fortress Hospital for recuperation.

After two months of recovery, he brought his wife and children from his hometown and then returned to duty.

Pettier looked at his former friend and couldn't help but smile wryly, “Holly (nickname between friends), you've done something big.”

“Haha, it's all due to fate.”

In fact, Pettier had many questions in his mind, such as Horn's holy father manifestation, where his military knowledge came from, and why his little habits had changed.

But he didn't push to ask these questions, and Horn tacitly didn't mention them either.

Both were smart men and wouldn't break the paper window that was trying to cover things up.

Pettier was surprised that this once useless poor guy who came to him seeking a job would suddenly rise to power. Horn was also surprised that this ordinary little accountant could defend a city so firmly.

Even with the great fire in the city, he managed to postpone the fall of Rapid Falls City by more than a week.

A born strategic genius.

The most coincidental thing was that he was Horn's old friend, someone he knew inside and out, with absolutely no problems in his background.

It was foreseeable that the attic where the two lived would definitely become a famous tourist attraction in Highfort.

Perhaps the tour guide would also say that the two discussed military and political topics again, learning and exploring together.

But the topics they usually talked about the most were “What's for dinner?” and “Did you buy the latest 'Nun in Distress'?”

Thinking of this, Horn couldn't help but laugh.

Pettier looked at Horn's smile, completely puzzled, until Horn explained it to him, suppressing his laughter, and he burst into laughter.

“How is it? Are you getting used to the new house?” Horn asked as he walked, suppressing his smile.

“I'm used to it. It's also close to Saint Daniel Military Academy. I usually go to listen to classes when I have nothing to do.”

After the implementation of the 《Plan》, Horn's first step was to allocate houses to officers and monks.

The houses previously built in large numbers in Joan of Arc Fortress and various towns finally had a use. After the renovation of the devil's properties and the construction of new houses, they basically accommodated the officers and monks.

As Horn's roommate and with a large family, Pettier was naturally assigned a nice country courtyard, a two-story brick house with flowerbeds, a yard, and stables.

The monks who distributed the houses claimed to be impartial and did not consider Horn's relationship at all, distributing them absolutely fairly.

However, due to the large gap between him and other officers living in double rooms, he was still told not to make too much noise.

“Good to get used to.”

Under the cloudless clear sky, the air was filled with the smell of firewood smoke, and Horn and Pettier continued to walk along the country road.

It was quite similar to when the two of them finished dinner and strolled along the street to the grocery store to calculate the day's accounts.

It had been a year and a half since that time.

From the end of the war in mid-August to mid-October, two months had passed in a hurry.

During these two months, the Black Hat Legion basically cleared the Dog Fox Township. A large number of clerks from the Megede Merchant Guild and priests from the Salvation Army were put in to take charge.

Due to a shortage of talent, the Dog Fox Township still adopted the previous Holy War Zone strategy.

That is, only settle accounts with the church, deprive nobles and landlords of their status, retain the land of small landlords, and do not carry out overly radical land distribution systems.

The army, that is, the Black Hat Legion, took over the Dog Fox Township, did not elect centurions, but directly connected with stewards and foremen, and these former local snakes temporarily took over the local area.

The Dog Fox Township was lucky. It was occupied by the Salvation Army before the autumn tax payment, and also enjoyed the one-year tax exemption policy in 1445.

In the northwest of Langsand County, Jeshka and Myura basically led the Black Hat Army to confront the defenders of Deer Antler Township and Walnut Creek Township.

As the battle line lengthened and faced the threat of Prince Condé's five edict companies, Horn had to expand the army again.

Taking a deep breath, Horn slowly began to introduce:

“Now the Salvation Army has two barracks, one is the Holy Armaments Court Barracks, and the other is the Joan of Arc Fortress Barracks... well, that's the one in front of you.

Now the Joan of Arc Fortress Barracks has 1,000 Black Hat Army recruits retraining. 70% of them have been to the Rapid Falls City battlefield. They are not ordinary recruits, they are meritorious recruits, and they are newly promoted holy junior generals.

In addition, the Joan of Arc Fortress Barracks also has 500 new Guards recruits training, and the Holy Armaments Court Barracks has 1,500 new Guards recruits training. They will be able to enter the combat sequence around mid-November.

In this way, we will probably have 9,000 elite infantry, 500 Holy Musket cavalry, 800 Orc Hussars and 800 melee cavalry before the new year.”

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At this point, Horn couldn't help but stop at the fence of the training ground. On the flat grass, a row of recruits stood straight.

Many of them had a characteristic, that is, their left hands were wrapped in bandages. Anyone with this mark was a Holy Musket shooter or a Holy Musket shooter reserve.

Since discovering the existence of demon-loving bacteria, Horn has tried to inoculate the Holy Musket shooters.

The main method is to have the pharmacist mix the golden pus with Horn's blood and saliva to make a kind of holy oil.

Horn, in the name of baptism, asked the soldiers to cut open their palms and then apply the holy oil on them.

One time, he could baptize about a hundred people, and about 50% of them could successfully infect the Holy Favor disease.

Among these 50%, 20-30% would have to take allicin due to the excessive severity of the disease, forcibly stopping the conversion process.

That is, at most, thirty to fifty people can be converted at a time. If the conversion fails, you have to wait another month before the second time to prevent soldiers from disregarding their physical safety and rushing to get inoculated.

Down a month, Horn barely converted 600 Holy Musket shooters, including the ones he infected himself.

But this method is still not very good. The blood is too violent, the saliva effect is insufficient, and it must be mixed and diluted. This leads to Horn having to draw blood every week.

If it weren't for the need to quickly develop Holy Favorers, he wouldn't do this.

“In the future, there will be two legions in the Salvation Army, one Black Hat Legion and one Guards Legion.” At this time, Horn and Pettier had walked out of the barracks and came to the road.

“What are your thoughts?”

“Then I'll be a legion clerk. That's how they all start.” Pettier thought for a while before saying peacefully.

Horn patted him on the shoulder, “I'm not deliberately taking care of you. You proved your ability in the Battle of Rapid Falls City. Legion clerk is an underestimation of your talent.”

“Doesn't the Salvation Army not allow officers above the rank of division commander to take office without basic experience?”

“With your health, how can you handle it?” Horn shook his head, “If you want to go to the grassroots level, you might as well go to the Exorcism Court and be a staff officer under Janna. What do you think?”

“Staff officer? Someone who plans operations?”

“Yes, you should first read the history of war and get your body in good shape. With your overall coordination ability in the Battle of Rapid Falls City, you are more than qualified to be a chief of staff.”

“Okay, I believe your recommendation.” Pettier smiled with emotion, “You used to ask me to recommend you to join the Chamber of Commerce, but now you're finding me a job.”

“Hey, there's nothing wrong with being an accountant, but a staff officer can have a broader scope!”