Chapter 692 Punishment Camp

Schroeder was nominated as the commander of the Austrian army.

Because of the fall of Blackrock Plain, Catherine, who was filled with guilt, firmly resigned from the position. She believed that an old man who was more familiar with the north of the kingdom should be the commander-in-chief.

So the position naturally fell to Schroeder. He was the general of the Watcher Fortress before, and later served as a senior military official in Arda, and was highly regarded by everyone.

After discussion, the Austrian army decided to take advantage of the fact that the orc army was not yet stable and first recaptured the Agate Castle, located southeast of Silvermoon Castle, to form a mutually supportive situation.

The various armies that converged together had nearly 20,000 people and began to march eastward, declaring a counterattack against the orcs.

Agate Castle is a medium-sized city. According to intelligence, there are two thousand-man orc teams stationed here and a small number of human rebels who defected to them.

Unfortunately, the first city climbing operation was unsuccessful.

Because the troops used were just retreating from Blackrock Plain, this was also within Schroeder's expectations. His real purpose was to test the orcs' ability to defend the city.

But just when the first wave of soldiers retreated to take a short rest, the orcs, who were at an absolute numerical disadvantage, were very bold and quietly opened the city gates and used cavalry to attack the retreating human army.

The battlefield was immediately in chaos, and the fleeing soldiers ran everywhere, which delayed the rescue of the royal cavalry.

Schroeder was furious and immediately called a halt to the operation.

Undoubtedly, the previous series of failures had cast a serious shadow on these fleeing soldiers.

If the military discipline is not rectified first, everything else is out of the question.

"Line up!" "Stand up!"

Under the continuous and severe roars and whips of the Arda soldiers, the originally chaotic crowd quickly stood in rows.

Schroeder stood on the high platform, glaring at the group of people below, his wide-open eyes like the throat of a dragon, ready to spit out anger at any time.

This thousand-man team from the Maple Leaf Territory of Black Stone Plain was supposed to be responsible for the cover mission during the retreat, but they ran away immediately when the orc cavalry appeared, and were mainly responsible for the failure of the entire siege operation.

Other teams suffered more or less casualties, but this army was the only one that miraculously had no casualties.

Their lord was missing in a series of previous battles, and the one who was now in charge was a knight under the former lord, who also stood in the team under Schroeder's strict order.

"Your performance on the battlefield has brought shame to the entire Ordo!"

Schroeder was like an angry old lion.

"Now, start counting from the first person, from 1 to 10 over and over again, everyone who shouts 10, stand up!"

No one dared to disobey his will, and the soldiers began to count in turn.

As Schroeder ordered, everyone who shouted 10 stood up, or was pulled out - including the knight in charge of commanding this team.

A full hundred people stood in a row under the crowd.

All the officers and soldiers of the Austrian army were gathered and watched around the venue. People whispered and guessed how Schroeder would punish them.

Was it a whipping? Or was it a red-hot iron that branded them with a mark of shame?

The 100 people who were pulled out were somewhat restless. Some of them had already realized that some disaster was about to befall them.

"What are you going to do? Schroeder, you have no right to do this. We have our own lords!"

The knight who served as the commander had a premonition that something was wrong and immediately protested.

"Aim!"

With an order from the high platform, the Alda soldiers who were monitoring them immediately raised their guns.

After a few days of contact, everyone already knew that the Alda soldiers kept their combat weapons in their hands every day.

A burst of frightened voices broke out in the venue. No one could have imagined that this old knight could be so cruel.

"No!"

"Father!"

The people who were targeted panicked and kept begging. Some people ran away and tried to escape back to the team.

The knight collapsed and shouted: "I want to see Her Highness Catherine! I want to see Her Highness Catherine!"

But Schroeder did not intend to give him a chance, and immediately ordered: "Fire!"

"Schroeder, I curse you...ah!"

After the dense sound of popping beans, white smoke suddenly rolled in the venue.

A whole row of people were collectively shot, their bodies fell to the ground in all directions, and a mixture of blood and brains splashed on the ground.

Such a terrible scene immediately shocked all the onlookers.

A full hundred people were executed, not killed by the weapons of the orcs, but killed by their own people.

They looked at Schroeder on the high platform, and the former majestic old knight seemed to have become the incarnation of the devil.

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

The remaining 900 people in Maple Leaf Territory were already scared out of their wits, standing there trembling in fear.

The Alda soldiers who were ready for battle surrounded them with weapons in their hands. As long as Schroeder gave an order, they could kill them all.

"Listen to me, you cowards, I can tolerate defeat, which is a common occurrence on the battlefield."

The old knight looked at them coldly.

"But we cannot tolerate a defeat caused by disregarding discipline, especially the behavior of fleeing without any resistance and ignoring the safety of friendly forces. I should have executed you all, but for the sake of the merciful Father, I will give you one more chance."

"I will set up a new combat unit -punishment camp. All the timid people will be included in the punishment camp to perform the most dangerous combat tasks. Your own life ... "

Everyone present was condensed, and silently obey Schroder's training.

Even the troops from other territories did not dare to make a sound, they knew that these words were not just for those who had made mistakes.

Now, a bigger shadow than the orc army is shrouded in the hearts of everyone.

Intersection

"Dear chief! Please drink."

In a luxurious castle hall, Duke of the Bladeley family, Duke Duzan Blader, respectfully handed the wine to Abbal in person.

His hand holding the wine glass was hung in the air like this -Abbal did not reach out to pick it up.

A strange embarrassment emerged, and the Duke's face appeared obvious embarrassment.

It was not until this time that Abbal would reach out.

"Dear Duke, I just lost my mind because of thinking about the next action plan. I don't think you mind."

After the chief, the chief laughed, and the orc generals in the house laughed.

The people of the Bradley family showed no feelings.

"Uh ... of course, the chief of the chiefs is a long machine, and you think so hard at any time in your head, which really admires me."

Grand Duke of Blader smiled and said that he didn't care about what just happened.

He had to whisper like this.

In a recent series of battles, he personally saw the power of the orc army.

I thought it was a collaborator, but the other party was obviously dominant now.

This makes the Grandpa tangled.