"In this way, our mission is over, right?" On the square, Catpaw cleaned up the debris from the bonfire and said regretfully, "I really don't want to go back to the mine to work. Seriously, I I kind of miss Demon Moon now."
"Yeah, I don't want to deal with those stones either," Youpi replied, "The most important thing is that the salary is too different. Where can there be a job like the artillery team, where there is meat to eat every day, and every monthly salary of 15 silver wolves."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fan Na, who was holding a torch to the side, said angrily, "This time, His Royal Highness has distributed more food, and Demon Moon didn't starve to death. Thinking about the previous two years, the old district Half of the people here have not survived the winter! Do you still miss it? Besides, the team will not be disbanded. His Highness recruited us into the artillery team and burned so much gunpowder just to hear it?"
"But the evil beasts are gone. What does His Highness want the artillery team to do?" Rodney asked, leaning on a broom.
The artillery team was not prepared for evil beasts. Fanner thought for a while, but in the end he didn't say it, "Anyway, we will know the answer tomorrow," he yawned and waved his hand impatiently, "Quickly clear this place. Clean up, I want to go back to bed early."
Early the next morning, the assembly number resounding through the camp confirmed Vanner's statement.
After everyone gathered, Iron Axe stood in front of the line and said loudly: "You have completed the first phase of the task - defending the border town from evil beasts. After three months and six days of fighting, you have obtained Your Highness's approval! The next militia team will be reorganized into the regular army of His Highness. If there are those who are unwilling to continue fighting, they can stand up now. His Highness said that those who leave the militia team at this moment will be paid full salary and an additional 25 silver coins will be issued. As a wolf..." He thought about His Highness's words, "Well, retirement fee."
None of the three hundred people moved, only Catpaw raised his hand and said, "Report."
This is also one of the weird rules formulated by His Royal Highness during training. Team members are not allowed to talk to each other in private, and they must call for a report when they have any questions.
Iron Axe nodded, "Speak."
"What does the regular army mean, do you mean we can be named knights?"
Fanner couldn't help but burst out laughing, but he quickly returned to his serious face.
knight? That can be regarded as a noble, not only owns property and squires, but also enfeoffs land. To be able to ask such a question is really disgraceful for the artillery team.
"No," Iron Axe explained patiently, and apparently he also asked His Highness about this, "The regular army is an army dedicated to fighting, fighting only to protect His Highness and protect His Highness's territory. In other words, when workers dig in mines, You are training, while the farmers are harvesting the wheat, you are training, and the merchants are selling their goods, you are still training. All training is for victory in future battles, as you did during the Demon Moon."
"How is that different from the militia?" Catpaw asked again.
"More frequent training, stricter regimes, and better rewards."
"Report!" This time it was Rodney. After Iron Axe nodded, he couldn't wait to ask, "What's the bigger reward?"
Fanner sighed, why are the boys in his group so impetuous? Although he would also like to know the answer to this question.
"The regular army will implement the officer system. Those who complete combat tasks according to the designated plan in battle, or have outstanding performance, can be promoted to officers." Iron Axe said loudly, "For example, stand in my position."
Is this what His Highness said... Fanner thought to himself, if it is really implemented, isn't it encouraging everyone to commit it? He quietly looked around, but everyone seemed to be unaware of the problem and still listened with interest.
"Officers get better pay and... own land."
The last sentence caused a burst of cries in the team, and Fanner was no exception. He even wondered if he had heard it wrong. If you can get land, what's the difference between that and a knight
"But remember, once you choose to become a regular army, the system you have to abide by will be completely different from that of the militia. For example, failure to complete tasks, escape from battle, mutiny and other violations of discipline will be severely punished. This is not to eat one egg less. Problems, punishments include hard labor, imprisonment, and even hanging. And the positions and rewards obtained will also be taken back." Iron Axe paused, "It's too late to quit now."
There was silence in the crowd, and after the iron axe was silent for dozens of breaths, no one moved. He couldn't help grinning and said, "Very good, then from today onwards, you are a regular army directly belonging to His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon!"
Fanner himself felt incredible. If he heard those terrible punishments three months ago, he would have slipped away. What is the use of promotion, what is the use of land, it is better to save one's own life. But now, he chose to stay put almost without hesitation. Compared with returning to the North Slope Mine to crush stones, or staying in the old area to do nothing, Fanner felt that he was more suitable here.
"Good observation, what's your name?"
"Mr. Vanner, do your best."
Thinking of His Highness's encouragement, he reconfirmed his thoughts - he belongs to the militia team, and from now on, he will also continue to fight for His Highness as a member of the regular army.
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Iron Axe quickly announced the first workout of the day: field zipper.
At first, Vanna didn't think so. The training of running was rarely interrupted even during the Demon Moon. After breakfast, depending on the weather, I have to run two laps around town until it snows heavily. According to His Royal Highness, this is beneficial to the movement of muscles and bones, so that when defending the city wall, the hands and feet will not be stiff, and the gun will not be able to pierce.
But when the team ran out of Border Town, he immediately felt the difference between the two.
At this time, the snow in the wild has not yet melted, and the three months of intermittent snowfall has now reached the knees. Rather than running, it is better to crawl in the snow. The team suddenly became sparse, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out.
There is no doubt that this kind of training for tossing people must have been conceived by His Royal Highness. Fanner has already figured out His Highness's thoughts. At this time, the protest is basically ineffective, and the only thing that can be done is to persevere to the end.
It took the whole morning to go back and forth. When the team returned to town, Vanner only felt that neither of his legs belonged to him.
The snow poured into the boots turned into water, and even standing in the sun, most people were still shivering from the cold, and the huge physical exertion aggravated the chill, even the iron axe felt a little overwhelmed. He announced the disbandment of the team, and delayed the start of lunch by half an hour, and asked everyone to change their soaked shoes and pants first.
To everyone's relief, the afternoon training was also cancelled.
Of course, none of them knew that Lightning followed their training all the way—this is also the little girl’s daily training content: a constant-speed flight with precise control of magic power. When she reported the information she had observed to Roland, the latter could hardly laugh or cry.
Total mileage traveled by the team throughout the morning: four kilometers.