Your Highness, what are you doing?Carter had thought that the Fourth Prince had just acted arbitrarily, but now he has risen to a whimsical idea.
When it comes to how to train a warrior, the chief knight doesn't think anyone is more professional than himself.
His family has a complete training method, from the age of ten to fifteen, he can train a warrior who is proficient in all kinds of weapons in just five years.
If you add five more years, you will be a knight who is familiar with the etiquette of the upper class, of course, the premise is that the trainees are not allowed to be civilians.
Look at the idiots in front of you, there is only food in your eyes!And... eggs are very expensive, okay?
Roland cleans his ears, just look at it, remember, this will be performed in the next few days of training.Of course, there will be some details, and I will list them one by one on the paper.
In the era of cold weapons, a group of qualified soldiers were trained in two or three months?
Roland had no idea about this at all, and he didn't need the Spartan Warrior who could tear the beast with his hands in a shorts.
The individual combat effectiveness of the army may not be strong, but it must be disciplined and obey orders.
Most of the time, the strength of a team exceeds that of an individual, which is determined by human social attributes.
If you want to do this quickly, it is probably a good choice to bring the military training system over and improve it according to the current environment.
Based on his personal experience, students from all over the country can be integrated into a whole in just half a month. No matter the process, the effect is still very obvious.
Only after these people fully understand what discipline is, Roland can implement the next plan.
Vannah ended up not able to eat the second egg.
This time, the standing time was twice as long as the previous time, and it was not until someone's legs became weak and he couldn't help but shake left and right.
The fourth prince happened to announce the rest of the whole person at this time and ordered the servants to give lunch.
This move successfully transferred everyone's anger at the foul to the food, but also made Vanne suspect that His Royal Highness might not have intended them to receive a second reward.
Lunch was packed in four large clay tanks and brought to the outside of the town by several carriages.In addition to food, the car also carries many wooden tubs and spoons.
When Vannah licked his lips and was about to rush forward, the Chief Knight stopped everyone.
His Highness the Prince ordered everyone to line up in four columns and come up one by one to collect tableware. Anyone who disrupts the order will be forced to distribute food last.
The crowd squeezed out four teams in a mess. He was very lucky and ranked at the forefront of the outermost column.
Of course, some people expressed strong dissatisfaction with this, and there was a burst of fighting in the team.
Soon the knights and several guards rushed into the crowd and drove the troublemaker out.
Fool, Vanne glanced at the troublemaker, the best fighting Crazy Fist in the town.Usually, he relies on his brute force to cause trouble everywhere, but now he is squatting aside with a sword against him.Look at his pretty pity!
He felt that he had probably figured out the prince’s preferences.
That's uniform.
You must stand straight, the team must be a line, and you must line up when eating, and order cannot be interrupted... Vannah once heard the knowledgeable merchants in big towns say that some nobles have a strange hobby, that is, everything must be placed in a proper manner, and if everything is inconsistent with it, they will force themselves to organize it.
In Vanne's consciousness, this kind of person is purely bored and has nothing to do, and even deliberately makes some trouble to mess with himself.
Unexpectedly, His Highness the Prince is also like this.
When the cage cover was unveiled, Vannah smelled a strong scent.
The tempting smell that spread out made him almost intoxicated. There was a stir in the crowd, and the roar of the Knight came from the front.Probably there was a queue again, he thought.
As expected, the Fourth Prince asked everyone to line up to receive the food in the order they had when they had taken the tub and spoon.
Although everyone was swallowing and their stomachs were gushing, everyone still lined up honestly in view of the role model of Crazy Fist.
The clay jar is filled with hot wheat porridge.
Vannah was surprised to find that there was jerky in the porridge!
Although only a thin piece of it was dug into the wooden basin, it was also meat!
After serving the porridge, he got an extra egg as he wished.
Vannah almost ate all the lunch, and even licked the bottom of the basin.
The eggs were not even bitten, and they swallowed them into their stomachs in one bite.
Because he ate too fast, he accidentally burned his tongue.
Putting down the tub, Vannah patted his stomach and burped.
He hasn't enjoyed such delicious food in a long time.
And what's even more incredible is that he actually felt full.
Compared with black bread, the sweetness of meat porridge is completely in the sky and the earth. He even thought, if he could eat such food every day, what if he fought against evil beasts on the front line?
After dinner, there was a long rest period, and everyone was taken back into the city wall and walked all the way to the camp where the patrol soldiers lived in the town.
A burly alien man walked out of the team and began to teach everyone how to set up tents.
Few people who knew him who lived in the old street didn't know Tie Axe.
His superb archery skills made the most experienced old hunters in the town amazing.
Wait, Iron Axe is now doing business for the Fourth Prince?
It seems that I have seen him stay by the Knight before.
Vanne frowned. What the hell is his Highness thinking?
He is a shamin.
Are you really planning to appoint a Shamin as the captain?Carter had the same question about this. He did not belong to Graycastle, nor even to the Continental Kingdom.
The witches also did not belong to Graycastle, and Roland disagreed, but they all belonged to the border town.Besides, aren’t you watching here?
But, Your Highness...
Don't worry, Roland patted the Knight on the shoulder, Border Town doesn't care about its origins.As long as they do not violate the laws of the kingdom, they will remain my ruler.If you are really worried, you can choose two more outstanding teams as captains. Anyway, the number of team members will be expanded in the future, so it is good to train more potential people now.By the way, I have written the training regulations. Compared to Shamin, I think it is better for you to care more about this.
Carter took the parchment roll from Roland's hand and glanced from beginning to end, and was stunned.
These training contents are simply unheard of, for example, in the afternoon, everyone was running around the border town, from deer time (2pm) to the sun set.
The regulations emphasize that everyone must complete this, allowing each other to assist each other along the way, if no one gives up, add an egg for dinner.
For example, when you wait for the wolf at night, you will immediately blew the assembly whistle, allowing everyone to dress up as soon as possible.
After this struggle, I am afraid that the team will disperse in a few days.
If the first few are understandable, the last one completely confused Carter.
After dinner every day, the whole person went to Mr. Carl's college for cultural training.
Your Highness…What does cultural training mean?Could it be that you still have to teach them to read and read?
I hope so, but the time is too short, at most it is only enough to teach some simple words and numbers, and be able to read and write commands.I will explain this part to Carl myself, you just need to take them over.
But, why do you do this?These will not help fighting against evil beasts!
Who said it?Roland yawned. A team that is good at fighting must be a team with culture. This is the experience summarized by history.
When it comes to how to train a warrior, the chief knight doesn't think anyone is more professional than himself.
His family has a complete training method, from the age of ten to fifteen, he can train a warrior who is proficient in all kinds of weapons in just five years.
If you add five more years, you will be a knight who is familiar with the etiquette of the upper class, of course, the premise is that the trainees are not allowed to be civilians.
Look at the idiots in front of you, there is only food in your eyes!And... eggs are very expensive, okay?
Roland cleans his ears, just look at it, remember, this will be performed in the next few days of training.Of course, there will be some details, and I will list them one by one on the paper.
In the era of cold weapons, a group of qualified soldiers were trained in two or three months?
Roland had no idea about this at all, and he didn't need the Spartan Warrior who could tear the beast with his hands in a shorts.
The individual combat effectiveness of the army may not be strong, but it must be disciplined and obey orders.
Most of the time, the strength of a team exceeds that of an individual, which is determined by human social attributes.
If you want to do this quickly, it is probably a good choice to bring the military training system over and improve it according to the current environment.
Based on his personal experience, students from all over the country can be integrated into a whole in just half a month. No matter the process, the effect is still very obvious.
Only after these people fully understand what discipline is, Roland can implement the next plan.
Vannah ended up not able to eat the second egg.
This time, the standing time was twice as long as the previous time, and it was not until someone's legs became weak and he couldn't help but shake left and right.
The fourth prince happened to announce the rest of the whole person at this time and ordered the servants to give lunch.
This move successfully transferred everyone's anger at the foul to the food, but also made Vanne suspect that His Royal Highness might not have intended them to receive a second reward.
Lunch was packed in four large clay tanks and brought to the outside of the town by several carriages.In addition to food, the car also carries many wooden tubs and spoons.
When Vannah licked his lips and was about to rush forward, the Chief Knight stopped everyone.
His Highness the Prince ordered everyone to line up in four columns and come up one by one to collect tableware. Anyone who disrupts the order will be forced to distribute food last.
The crowd squeezed out four teams in a mess. He was very lucky and ranked at the forefront of the outermost column.
Of course, some people expressed strong dissatisfaction with this, and there was a burst of fighting in the team.
Soon the knights and several guards rushed into the crowd and drove the troublemaker out.
Fool, Vanne glanced at the troublemaker, the best fighting Crazy Fist in the town.Usually, he relies on his brute force to cause trouble everywhere, but now he is squatting aside with a sword against him.Look at his pretty pity!
He felt that he had probably figured out the prince’s preferences.
That's uniform.
You must stand straight, the team must be a line, and you must line up when eating, and order cannot be interrupted... Vannah once heard the knowledgeable merchants in big towns say that some nobles have a strange hobby, that is, everything must be placed in a proper manner, and if everything is inconsistent with it, they will force themselves to organize it.
In Vanne's consciousness, this kind of person is purely bored and has nothing to do, and even deliberately makes some trouble to mess with himself.
Unexpectedly, His Highness the Prince is also like this.
When the cage cover was unveiled, Vannah smelled a strong scent.
The tempting smell that spread out made him almost intoxicated. There was a stir in the crowd, and the roar of the Knight came from the front.Probably there was a queue again, he thought.
As expected, the Fourth Prince asked everyone to line up to receive the food in the order they had when they had taken the tub and spoon.
Although everyone was swallowing and their stomachs were gushing, everyone still lined up honestly in view of the role model of Crazy Fist.
The clay jar is filled with hot wheat porridge.
Vannah was surprised to find that there was jerky in the porridge!
Although only a thin piece of it was dug into the wooden basin, it was also meat!
After serving the porridge, he got an extra egg as he wished.
Vannah almost ate all the lunch, and even licked the bottom of the basin.
The eggs were not even bitten, and they swallowed them into their stomachs in one bite.
Because he ate too fast, he accidentally burned his tongue.
Putting down the tub, Vannah patted his stomach and burped.
He hasn't enjoyed such delicious food in a long time.
And what's even more incredible is that he actually felt full.
Compared with black bread, the sweetness of meat porridge is completely in the sky and the earth. He even thought, if he could eat such food every day, what if he fought against evil beasts on the front line?
After dinner, there was a long rest period, and everyone was taken back into the city wall and walked all the way to the camp where the patrol soldiers lived in the town.
A burly alien man walked out of the team and began to teach everyone how to set up tents.
Few people who knew him who lived in the old street didn't know Tie Axe.
His superb archery skills made the most experienced old hunters in the town amazing.
Wait, Iron Axe is now doing business for the Fourth Prince?
It seems that I have seen him stay by the Knight before.
Vanne frowned. What the hell is his Highness thinking?
He is a shamin.
Are you really planning to appoint a Shamin as the captain?Carter had the same question about this. He did not belong to Graycastle, nor even to the Continental Kingdom.
The witches also did not belong to Graycastle, and Roland disagreed, but they all belonged to the border town.Besides, aren’t you watching here?
But, Your Highness...
Don't worry, Roland patted the Knight on the shoulder, Border Town doesn't care about its origins.As long as they do not violate the laws of the kingdom, they will remain my ruler.If you are really worried, you can choose two more outstanding teams as captains. Anyway, the number of team members will be expanded in the future, so it is good to train more potential people now.By the way, I have written the training regulations. Compared to Shamin, I think it is better for you to care more about this.
Carter took the parchment roll from Roland's hand and glanced from beginning to end, and was stunned.
These training contents are simply unheard of, for example, in the afternoon, everyone was running around the border town, from deer time (2pm) to the sun set.
The regulations emphasize that everyone must complete this, allowing each other to assist each other along the way, if no one gives up, add an egg for dinner.
For example, when you wait for the wolf at night, you will immediately blew the assembly whistle, allowing everyone to dress up as soon as possible.
After this struggle, I am afraid that the team will disperse in a few days.
If the first few are understandable, the last one completely confused Carter.
After dinner every day, the whole person went to Mr. Carl's college for cultural training.
Your Highness…What does cultural training mean?Could it be that you still have to teach them to read and read?
I hope so, but the time is too short, at most it is only enough to teach some simple words and numbers, and be able to read and write commands.I will explain this part to Carl myself, you just need to take them over.
But, why do you do this?These will not help fighting against evil beasts!
Who said it?Roland yawned. A team that is good at fighting must be a team with culture. This is the experience summarized by history.
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