Chapter 30 Daily Training

"There is polenta on the left and brown bread on the right. Each person gets one first. After eating, come back in line to get it. No one is allowed to take it home!"

The old village chief, Feld, became much younger and shouted at the top of his lungs.

His prestige is still very high, and most people are obedient.

Some petty thieves who wanted to do something would always be spotted by him at a glance and swept away with a stick.

Ralph looked at the trenches newly dug by the villagers today and nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the soldiers on the other side who were lining up for meals and asked hesitantly:

"The total number of people in Haiwan Village is only about 2,000. It is difficult to maintain 100 professional soldiers just by relying on taxes..."

Matthew understood that there was something in Butler Ralph's words. He shook his head nonchalantly and set the tone with a firm tone:

"I don't expect to rely on taxes to support professional soldiers now. This area is full of dangers. Only by having a strong armed force that obeys orders can we survive better."

Nodding to show his understanding, Butler Ralph took out the information in his hand and reported to Matthew:

"Adam Smith's supplies have been handed over. He himself used the teleportation scroll to return to Blood Moon City in the morning. Others have just left. It is expected that the first batch of supplies will be delivered in two weeks."

Touching his chin lightly, Matthew looked at the trench that would surround the entire village in the future, and said helplessly:

"The transportation is still not convenient enough. The speed of travel is too slow. When we have enough manpower, we must have more lines..."

Butler Ralph didn’t know whether Matthew was speaking out of anger or if he really had this intention, but he now understood that the lord always had a follow-up plan.

"Wow, they actually gave out sausages, and the fish soup is also fresh. Isn't what we eat a little too good?"

Rebecca, who was eating with the soldiers, smelled the fragrant lunch and asked curiously while eating.

Recalling the sentry life of eating dry bread and mixing salted fish soup every day, Leon made a simple comparison and found that he still liked his current life.

The big guy who had just been transferred to a soldier was also surprised by the richer food. Only Old John sneered next to him:

"Eat, eat, you eat a lot now, and you can practice hard later!"

While saying this, Old John happily picked up a piece of fresh venison leg and took a delicious bite.

This was Field, the old village chief, who took a special taxi on the way back, saying that he wanted to donate it to the lord.

It has to be said that the old village chief Field's craftsmanship is quite good. Although there is no seasoning and it is just a simple roast, it still gives Matthew a big surprise.

The slightly charred surface becomes more fragrant the more you chew it, and the venison inside is quite tender and melts immediately after you bite into it.

Matthew has a good appetite and enjoys the pleasure brought by food. Although he is under a lot of pressure now, he still has to eat happily.

The greedy Yaya has long been awakened by the aroma, happily gnawing on the crispy bones, and occasionally opens his mouth to eat the barbecue handed over by Matthew, which looks quite comfortable.

Angela ate very quickly, her mind filled with the soldier training methods that Matthew had just given her:

"Personal strength training allows soldiers to train individually and focus on cultivating those with potential."

"In daily training, we should focus more on training routines that match combat."

"For example, how to deal with enemies that are individually powerful, or enemies that are larger in number."

"Or, use different weapons and combinations in different terrains..."

"All in all, our soldiers are small in number and are not cannon fodder that can be consumed at will. We should maximize their capabilities so that they can play a greater role."

"..."

The Empire of Netheril is a country of arcanists, but ordinary soldiers are also indispensable.

After all, one cannot expect a superior arcanist to charge forward like cannon fodder on the battlefield and then be brutally consumed.

As the number of Grand Arcanists increased, the influence and control of the Severnton Council became stronger and stronger, the natural division between spellcasters and the people, and the monopoly of knowledge began to appear in the Netheril Empire.

Even if it is knowledge between nobles, they need to be wary of each other to avoid being copied by each other.

If we say that the knight's personal skill training has given Angela the abilities of a professional, she has also mastered more combat skills and mastered more weapons.

It was prepared by nobles in order to train handy tools, as well as qualified thugs and human shields.

So the knowledge that Matthew taught her was the foundation for many lords who were good at leading troops, or the generals of the Netheril Empire.

Seeing Angela so impatient, Matthew still warned her:

"You can be strict, but not harsh. Try to make the treatment issues as good as possible. If you are missing anything, just go to Butler Ralph directly."

"The training and selection of professional soldiers is currently ranked the most important in the development of the territory."

The speaker has intention and the listener has intention.

Field, who was having a barbecue, listened to these words in his ears. He recalled the details of the exchange with Captain Sean last night and the various deeds of Lord Matthew along the way. He asked without hesitation:

"Lord, are the number of soldiers not enough now? How should we choose to replenish them?"

Matthew smiled mysteriously, looked at the thin villagers of Bay Village, and continued in a calm tone:

"Anyone who can keep up with the intensity of the training can sign up for the selection, but now there is only one selection opportunity every half a month..."

There are naturally conditions for becoming a professional soldier, and Feld doesn't care about this at all.

What he cares more about is that Matthew does not exclude the people of Bay Village from becoming professional soldiers, which means that the other party is very confident in them, and this is what he wants to know.

In an open space in the wilderness, 104 soldiers lined up neatly in 4 teams.

They were listening to Old John's command and marching forward together.

Because they have never been trained in this area, they walked a little crookedly.

Angela patiently told them the key points of lining up neatly.

Occasionally, Old John would take action to teach the careless guys a lesson.

After half an hour of queuing training, it was followed by queuing training on the battlefield.

The shield soldiers were in the front, and the spearmen were behind. They followed the command and moved forward step by step, or moved left and right.

A bunch of children around watched for a long time, but they didn't see their favorite sword and gun dance, and they were all disappointed.

A considerable number of children went to cause trouble for the trolls again.

There was also a small number of children who secretly studied nearby. They naturally received orders from Captain Sean and the old village chief.

For villages in other places, becoming a soldier of the lord is not a particularly good way out. There are not many ways to develop upward, and it is easy to encounter the danger of death.

But the Bay Village is completely different. It has always been in danger. Only strong force can make them feel safe!

Two hours of formation training made the soldiers who were originally full of energy complain bitterly. A considerable number of soldiers could not understand why such an arrangement was made.

"Arrange them into several teams, pick out those who are more savvy, and try to practice against each other..."

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