Chapter 29 Troop Training

Style: Fantasy Author: Fierce KnightWords: 2326Update Time: 24/01/12 08:40:55
The guards are now trained to stand in the military posture of their previous lives.

The first thing Nalant prepared was to bring over the complete set of stances, steps, turns left and right from his previous life for the guards to learn.

Although these subjects seem useless, it is undeniable that they are the best way to unite the military spirit and show military posture.

Not to mention anything else, just take a look at the powerful military parade of the motherland in the previous life, and then look at the sparse military parade scenes of other small countries. The combat effectiveness and execution ability of individual soldiers can be seen without thinking.

Moreover, this point is actually more obvious in the era of cold weapons. In cold weapon battles, except for the title knight, the strength of an individual is very small in the army. It is often a tight and solid formation that can exert a strong combat effectiveness when facing the enemy. .

Although in many cases the number of people dispatched in wars between small nobles is basically less than a hundred, which is comparable to that of villagers in the countryside, but every year after the autumn harvest, the principality will still launch large-scale wars, and the number of troops sent out at that time will reach tens of thousands. .

Of course, in addition to these ordinary training items, Nalant also developed abnormal physical training for the guards.

The first thing to bear the brunt is running with a heavy load.

In recent days, Nalant did not send a carriage to carry the dried salted fish and salt back to the castle from the Doom Village. Instead, he asked the guards to run and carry them back.

Every day, everyone has to carry at least 30 kilograms of weight to carry dried salted fish and table salt back from Misfortune Village.

And you need to maintain the fastest speed during the carrying process. The first person to complete the training will be rewarded with white bread that only the lord can enjoy, while the last person will be punished with a meal of whale meat.

While the guards are running, Nalant will ride his own war horse 'Lightning' to follow and supervise. If anyone runs slower, the lord will not hesitate to whip him, showing that he is a stern and harsh lord. one side.

At first, the guards privately felt that such training was of no use. After all, fighting the enemy relied on the long sword in their hands. It was better to spend so much effort and let the lord teach them swordsmanship skills, so that they could kill the enemy faster. .

However, Nalant's words later convinced them completely.

Narant's original words are as follows: In addition to fighting, the most important thing in war is to run on the road. If the enemy is too weak, you have to run to chase it. Only by catching up can you kill the enemy and gain military merit.

And if the enemy is too strong, you have to run to escape. If you run faster than the enemy, you can save a life.

Regarding this statement, the guards were like enlightened. Even Quik, the captain of the guard, couldn't help but nod after hearing this, saying that the lord is really wise. He has never been to a real battlefield, but he can see the essence of the battlefield so clearly.

On the battlefield, the time for a truly intense battle is very short, only a few minutes or dozens of minutes. Doesn’t the other times end with you chasing each other?

As a result, the guards ran even harder. There was no need for Nalant to crack his whip. The guards gritted their teeth and ran with all their strength, even if they fell to the ground tired in the end.

"Okay, time's up, take a break!"

Following Narante's order, the guards finally relaxed.

"Now, all of you, turn left!"

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

"Lachi Mud, Larry Dogleg, Honey Stone, is this the left side? How many times have I told you that the arm with the cloth strip is the left, and the arm without the cloth strip is the right!" During training! , the most troublesome thing for Nalant is the training of left and right turns.

These serfs have never had such a concept before. They can make four kinds of tricks when you turn left, including front, back, left and right.

In desperation, Nalant could only tie cloth strips on their left arms. After that, the situation got better, but a few guards still made mistakes.

"You are such idiots. Sooner or later, you will piss me off as a lord to death!"

Lucky and others received a whip, and then turned to the other direction in fear, but Nalant was still cursing helplessly.

"Now everyone, turn left, turn right, turn back..."

With the sound of whips rang out from time to time outside the castle and the curses and complaints of Garnaland, the time soon came to noon.

"Sir! Lunch is ready!" Thomas came outside the city with two servants.

"Well, let's start dinner!"

"Everyone lined up in two rows and went to the river to wash up accompanied by their respective captains. After washing, they came back for lunch."

"Yes, Lord Lord!" The guards were finally relieved and headed towards the creek not far away under the leadership of Vivian and Quick.



In the forecourt of the castle, three long tables had been set up. After the guards came back from washing, they lined up to get food from the male servants.

After everyone had finished eating, Nalant sat at the long table where he was the only one and said, "Everyone, let's eat!"

"Long live the lord!"

Following the order, the guards cheered and then started eating.

Although Narant was strict during training, in order to better cultivate the relationship between the king and his subjects, Narant also chose his lunch place in the vestibule.

Butler Thomas was opposed to this decision at first, because it was not in line with the code of conduct of a noble gentleman. No nobleman would eat dinner in the open space in the front courtyard of the castle, and apart from the difference in bread, lunch was only whale broth, and the guards Exactly the same.

But in the end, he couldn't resist the lord's insistence, and Thomas had no choice. Fortunately, the lord's dinner was still held in the inner castle restaurant.

Of course, needless to say, the effect of Nalant's actions was to make the guards so moved that they couldn't help themselves. Therefore, whenever Nalant, a generous and benevolent lord, swung his whip on them, the guards were only ashamed but not resentful. , they just felt that they were too stupid to fulfill the Lord's request.

"Sir, you have been in the territory for more than 20 days, and in one week it will be the day when the civil affairs officer will go to Tulip Castle to report on the status of the territory!" During the meal, Thomas reminded in a low voice.

Nalant obtained the fiefdom and title because he participated in the competition, and the Earl took this competition very seriously, so in order to ensure that the second sons could not cheat.

Not only were civil affairs officers dispatched, but each civil affairs officer was also required to go to Tulip City to report every month.

Although it takes a lot of time for the civil affairs officials to go back and forth in this way, this can truly ensure that the results of the second sons are true and effective.

After all, the detailed statistics month by month can clearly show the development status of the territory from the growth in all aspects.

It also prevents anyone from secretly relying on their family to develop their territory. After all, it is impossible for you to have only ten gold coins this month and suddenly have a thousand gold coins next month.

If the reason cannot be explained reasonably, the earl will immediately be able to judge the fraud and punish him.

"Well, let's prepare a fleet of cars! The dried fish and salt in the castle are almost stocked up!" Narant also remembered this incident, and this time he was planning to form a fleet of cars and sell what he had gained during this period along the way. Souvenirs.

"Yes, sir!" Thomas responded respectfully.

"By the way, Thomas, have you dried the ambergris I asked you to dry on the top of the castle?" The convoy was about to set off, and Nalant suddenly remembered the biggest gift he had received from the seaside.