However, the Osha clan was defeated in a duel by the Iron Whip clan, who used insidious means behind their back. Not only that, but the clan leader was also killed, and the clan was exiled to the Endless Cape. As the daughter of the clan leader, Drow Silvermoon, also known as Echo, because of her outstanding appearance, was sold as a superior slave to the slave merchants of the Port of Clearwater.
Iron Axe, because of his mixed-blood status, although he was adopted by the Osha clan, he was not regarded as a real Mojin by the Sand people, so he was not sentenced to exile. Instead, because of his excellent martial skills, he was fancied by other clans, who wanted to recruit him. Iron Axe was grateful to the clan leader for taking care of him for many years, plus he wanted to save Echo, so he did not hesitate to refuse the other clans. After a long and arduous journey, he finally arrived at the Port of Clearwater, but he did not know that at this time Echo had already been sold to Graycastle.
Later, one was rescued by a witch and became a member of the Witch Cooperation Association, while the other was disheartened and went to the Western Region of Graycastle. Until today, the two of them unexpectedly met again in Border Town.
"What are you going to do?" Roland pondered for a moment, "Will you return to the Southernmost Region with Echo and revive the Osha clan?"
"No, Your Highness!" Iron Axe knelt on one knee, "I have sworn to the Three Gods that I will serve you for the rest of my life. I was just … when I saw Lady Silvermoon, I was too excited and couldn't control my emotions, please punish me! "
"What about you?" The prince looked at Echo, "Do you want to avenge your clansmen?"
Echo also knelt down and said, "I once thought of revenge when I awakened as a witch, but now I no longer have such thoughts." She bit her lip and said, "Please let me stay here... I have nowhere else to go."
"I understand, stand up," Roland said calmly, "You don't have to be like this, I haven't said anything yet." He paused for a moment, then changed the topic, "In fact, it's not impossible to help you get revenge."
"What?" Iron Axe's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears. Echo didn't have much of a reaction, it was obvious that she didn't have any hope of returning to Iron Sand City.
"Of course not now." Roland waved his hand. This was not a whim, but something very interesting from Iron Axe's description of the Southernmost Region. The land there was extremely hot and dry, and the environment was very strange. In particular, the orange flames that erupted from underground could burn for decades without being extinguished. Near the Orange Fire, one could often see a huge gap in the ground. At the bottom of the fault, the black Nether River flowed ceaselessly.
Be it Orange Fire or Styx River, Roland felt that they were just petroleum. And it was oil flowing in the open! There was no need to mention how important this black liquid was to the industry. Half of modern wars were caused by it. The rise and fall of oil prices could affect the rise and fall of a number of countries, and could even change the structure of the world. If he could intervene in the Southernmost Region with the help of the Osha clan, maybe he could get a stable source of oil.
However, Roland did not have the time to care about the dispute in the remote area. He could only leave a prelude and put on a show of "since ancient times" later.
"After I ascend the throne, I will consider seeking justice for you." Roland stopped Iron Axe, who wanted to kneel down again. "But today, your behavior violated the discipline of the First Army. You will be confined for two days. Reflect on yourself."
"Yes, Your Highness," Iron Axe replied excitedly.
"Then continue the training," Roland said to Chief Knight Carter. "You will also be responsible for the following marching."
Carter nodded in agreement.
*****
Brian thought that today's training would end, but everyone was still sitting in the training field, and no one left alone.
Because before Carter left with the prince, he had ordered them to rest on the spot instead of dispersing.
If it was the patrol team he had been in before, such a scene was simply unimaginable.
"Sir Knight, do you think Sir Iron Axe will come again?" Nail, who was in the same group as Brian, came up and asked, "His behavior just now really scared me."
"How many times have I told you, don't call me Sir," Brian corrected. "In the First Army, you should call me Captain. His Highness said that we should address each other by military rank. " After being conferred the title of Knight by Prince Roland, his status in the team suddenly rose, and no one dared to talk to him. Only Nail, who had been transferred from the mine to the army, often came up to chat with him. According to Nail, not to mention the Knight, he had even had a close conversation with His Highness Roland himself.
"This kind of thing … His Highness won't blame him too much, will he?" Although he said so, Brian was still not sure. He had seen the tragedy of a civilian accidentally colliding with the former Lord's carriage and being stabbed to death by the guards on the spot. Iron Axe was a foreigner, and in front of the prince, he knelt down to a woman and called her "chief", which could be regarded as a breach of etiquette.
"I guess so," Nail nodded repeatedly. "I also personally talked to His Highness. He and those nobles, um …" He scratched his head, as if thinking about how to express himself. "They look similar, but they feel completely different."
Brian also didn't want anything to happen to Iron Axe. After more than a month of group training, he already greatly admired this foreigner. Especially when he taught everyone how to set up tents during field training, his superb skills and tireless teaching had benefited everyone a lot. In the eyes of the Knight, Iron Axe was even more suitable to be the commander of the First Army than Carter Lannis.
"They're coming!" Nail pushed Brian's arm. "Hey, I don't seem to see Sir Iron Axe."
Before he could let his imagination run wild, Carter had already ordered everyone to line up according to the previously assigned groups. Then His Highness Roland stepped forward and said, "This woman beside me is a witch called Echo, and she is also Iron Axe's long-lost … relative. Iron Axe has been sentenced to two days of confinement according to the regulations for disrupting the formation and violating the military discipline. I repeat, you are a regular army, and the most important thing for a soldier is to obey orders and observe discipline! Do you understand? "
"Yes! Your Highness! "Brian shouted together with the others. Hearing the result of Iron Axe's handling, he let out a sigh of relief. Nail, who was standing beside him, secretly made a face at him.
"In the following training, Echo will assist you. Her ability is to simulate all kinds of sounds, including musical instruments, horns and drums. The marching song she's going to play will be the order for you to move! Everyone will move according to the drumbeat and try to keep the team in the same line. " At this point, His Highness paused. "On the battlefield, Echo will stand behind you. She is the flag of the First Army and the soul of the Flintlock Team! You must do everything possible to protect her! So … everyone should first familiarize yourself with the tune. "
What is a marching song? Brian listened with a confused face. Is it the kind of music that people occasionally sing in pubs? Is that kind of soft music suitable to command everyone to move forward?
But when the melody that he had never heard before came from Echo's mouth, he almost instantly understood what His Highness meant. The rhythmic drumbeat made him want to move forward, and the light melody aroused his desire to fight.
— The so-called marching song was the "war song" that inspired people on the battlefield and encouraged everyone to keep moving forward.
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