Berserk, Total War: Second Son of Nobles

"You! Why do you want to be a knight!?"

"Yes! I will drive the Yodas out of our land!"

"Really? Then wait until the one million soldiers on the front line are wiped out before you idiots go in. First row, turn back!"

Watching the centurion scolding the new recruits, under the eaves not far away, the White Wolf Knights were discussing this group of new recruits.

"What do you think of this batch of new soldiers?"

"I don't think so. These noble young masters are much worse than our generation."

"They are probably just scraps from the family or useless people just waiting to get a meal. What are the parents of these young masters thinking? They think the battlefield is a place for them to get promoted and make money."

"There's something wrong with what you said. They probably think the battlefield is a place where they can get promoted and make money by just hanging around."

"Don't say that. I think those guys over there are pretty good and quite obedient."

"But you can tell at a glance that they are not nobles. Even though they look like those young masters, their behavior is not like that."

"So according to you, this generation of nobles is ruined."

"Yes, each generation is worse than the previous one."

"Are you crazy? Our governor is also of this generation." The knights at the side quickly covered their mouths. Maintaining loyalty is the top priority of every knight order. If others hear what these two people say, they may be accused of slandering their superiors.

Under the sun, Anderson and his entire dormitory of brothers carried 20 kilograms of stone slabs and ran with weights.

"Run, ladies! Don't bring your coy ways from the church girls' academy to the battlefield!"

Amid the centurion's roar, these young masters who had never experienced hardship ran a few laps and then became sparsely populated. Although this met the centurion's expectations of them, he still felt helpless about their miserable condition.

"Everyone! Stop!"

In the confused eyes of the recruits, the centurion roared:

"You ladies don't look like you're running at all. Since you don't know how to run, then start with what you learned when you were born!"

"Use the strength you just had when you were born and crawl on the ground. Now, crawl for me!"

As he crawled, Anderson kept his eyes fixed on the big clock on the high tower inside the fortress.

"Please, ring it quickly. I can't hold on any longer." Anderson's heart was in agony. After half a day's hard work, his back and hair were soaked with sweat, and his hands were sore from being pressed on the gravel ground for a long time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Everyone, put down the slate and go eat!"

With the ringing of the bell and the centurion's shout, everyone immediately put down their slates and rushed to the mess hall. The new recruits now might be the most gratifying moment for the centurion.

"Yes! That's it! Charge forward like wolves! That's what you guys should do!" shouted the centurion at the back.

Anderson arrived at the cafeteria, took the plate at the door and went to line up.

The staff who served the food were all girls who had just reached adulthood recruited from various villages. They wore decent dresses and aprons to serve the food to the new recruits. John promised them that if these new recruits or other soldiers touched the girls, they would be severely punished.

With good food, generous salary and good accommodation, this job was quickly filled up. Due to the fierce competition, the selection process only chose girls who were dexterous, kind and beautiful.

So when they were having dinner last night, these new recruits were so attracted by the girls' beauty and sweet words that they couldn't even walk. However, since there were two White Wolf Knights guarding nearby, they didn't dare to tease them. Two of them were even punished by the knights for talking dirty in private and were heard by them.

"Hey! Anderson! Over here!"

After hearing Savile's call, Anderson immediately sat down in the seat next to him.

"Apart from anything else, the food here is pretty good, except that it tastes a little bland," said Savile as he ate.

"Maybe that's the only good thing about it. You don't know, today our instructor made us crawl on the ground! I didn't even cut my hands." After Anderson finished complaining, he took a bite of the chicken leg and chewed it. It felt pretty good.

"Indeed, I saw it all in the school."

"What! You guys only have classes for half the day?"

"No, I have to go to training in the afternoon, the opposite of you guys."

"Where did you place your servants?"

"I asked them to look for a B&B nearby, but I don't know if they found one. Fortunately, I brought enough money this time."

In the afternoon, Anderson came to their school to attend classes. This school was also built to accommodate 100 people, so classes were taught in teams of 100 people for easier management.

When the class time arrived, a man in an artillery officer's uniform walked up to the podium.

"I'm your artillery course teacher. My name is Stephen. In addition to being your teacher, I'm also the commander of Governor John's artillery unit." Stephen was about to give the lecture when he was interrupted by a recruit.

"Sir, aren't we here to train to become knights? Why do we have to take artillery courses?"

"That's a good question." Stephen first praised his speech, then said:

"Cannons, as a weapon that has only appeared in the last few decades, have been used for siege or defense since their invention. They are second to none among siege weapons in terms of destructive power and deterrence against the enemy."

"However, in recent years, as the popularity of artillery has increased, more and more generals have begun to use artillery against soldiers, especially heavy cavalry."

Then Stephen took out the chalk and began to write on the blackboard while saying: "Since ancient times, on plain battlefields, the heavy cavalry group charge tactics have always been a tactic that has been tried and tested by various generals. In fact, the number of heavy cavalry even represents the comprehensive strength of a country, including economic, military, and management factors."

"But the birth of the artillery weapon was precisely to restrain heavy cavalry. First of all, the artillery has gradually become smaller and lighter in the past years of improvement, making it not as bulky as the catapult, but easier to move. Secondly, the firing speed of the artillery is much faster than long-range weapons such as catapults and bows, and it can directly penetrate the armor of heavy cavalry. Last but not least, the birth of this weapon will make the enemy feel fear and can effectively hit the morale of the enemy army."

"Sir, with what you said, those of us who are knights in the future will just be sending ourselves to die," said a new recruit, immediately causing the whole class to laugh.

"Of course not." Stephen first denied this pessimistic view and then continued:

"At present, all countries still use heavy cavalry in large quantities, which means that heavy cavalry is still the first choice on the battlefield. Therefore, the Governor designed this course to teach you how to raid the enemy's artillery positions. Now, learn from me the basic principles of artillery..."