Chapter 783 New recruit training (Part 1)


Chapter 783 Recruitment Training (Part 1)

In late autumn, when artillery fire is everywhere around Xia Green City, Fort Joan of Arc is also noisy and bustling.

In front of the troop transport ships, even the spice ships from Black Snake Bay have to stand aside.

At the side of each trek on the river bank, springboards extend out from the deck.

While the ups and downs of springboards, the trouser legs tied up with hemp ropes, and the man wearing a velvet ball wool hat on his head walked up to the pier.

They were carrying cloth bags on their shoulders, wearing shoulder armor in the east and arm armor in the west, all of which were not in a set.

Squinted his eyes, looking around with both vigilance and curiosity.

With the improvement of the situation in Black Snake Bay and the popularity of a number of commodities such as sugar and spices, the economic situation in Fort Joan of Arc is constantly changing every day.

Although it may not be as good as old and rich cities like Changge City or Huaqiu City, it is definitely a prosperous existence in the foothills on both sides of the Longmian Mountains.

For these mountain people who came out of the Longmian Mountains, they were full of novelty.

The whistle and doves hovered over the roof, and the mortar road was filled with carriages, donkeys, mules, and cattle and horses.

Looking around, the dock was messy with porters and night watchmen who maintained order.

All kinds of novel ships of all sizes are passing by the river, and on both sides of the river bank are densely packed with hydraulic mills and forging workshops. "Many people, many boats..." "Joan of Arc is so prosperous that the female grand duke is well-managed."

"This is the territory of the saint grandson, right?"

"Isn't that still the minister of the female grand duke?"

Standing in the sun, they seemed a little uncomfortable with the cool climate and began to talk in None with a strong nasal voice. "What are you doing here? Look at my flag and follow me!" The mercenary agent behind him cursed and took out a thorn to suck their calves, which forced them to move forward.

On this trip, more than 5,000 Norn Mountain residents set out from Munde County, took a boat through the Taibo River Dam, and passed Qiumu Island to Fort Joan of Arc.

Due to the throughput of Fort Joan of Arc, it is impossible to accommodate 5,000 people at one time.

So the Norn mercenaries had to leave immediately as soon as they got off the ship, and they had freed up their seats to give the next group of Arrival Norn mercenaries.

Citizens of Fort Joan of Arc sat on the window frame and looked curiously at the soldiers who were marching in simple queues toward the suburban train station.

The people of Mount None who were moving forward were also looking at the citizens of Fort Joan of Arc standing at the door or behind the windowsill, and all showed envious expressions.

"Many high-rise buildings." "Can our barracks live in this way?" "You think it's beautiful, it's good to have a wooden house." The Noen Mountaineering people muttered, but were pushed forward by the fellow townsman's agent behind them.

The high-rise buildings in the eyes of the Noenshan people are actually just 3-4 floors Insula Apartment, which is specially used for farmers who work in the city for slack farming.

Since mortar concrete has no steel bars, its tensile strength is only one-tenth of the compressive strength, so its height is limited.

After testing, the highest height is only 15 meters under civilian materials.

Hone's standard promulgated by the stonemason guild is that when using mortar concrete to build houses, the height shall not exceed 12 meters.

The popularity of the major workshops of Fort Joan of Arc and the Holy Cialis has caused a large number of farmers with only a few thin fields to choose to sell their fields to start a business in the town or find work.

In Insula Apartment, this group is also a common guest.

Some citizens with generous personalities will take the initiative to walk out of the house and wave to the Noen Mountain people.

This is what these mountain people don’t understand. Are you familiar with you?

Some mountain people were able to wave their hands friendly, but most of them lowered their heads and whispered crickets.

Listening to the mountain people's crickets, these citizens were also confused.

The languages ​​of Non and those north of the Longmian Mountains are very different. To be precise, Lea and Fran, as well as the Highland Lea, popular in the Thousand Rivers itself, are variants of the Al language.

But the Noen people, who are indigenous people in the Eastern Continent, are collectively called the Noen people, but they are several completely different tribal ethnic groups.

They use completely different language families, and even the Norns in different regions speak different language families.

The three major leaders of the Norns account for more than half of the empire and have more than ten or twenty languages ​​within it. No wonder they have to implement a monarchy election system.

The mountain people didn't have long walked, and they saw something strange on the outskirts of the city.

It is a rectangular wooden platform about 1 meter high, and canopy is also built with canvas and tart cloth.

Standing on the wooden platform called "Platform", two officers in close-fitting military uniforms stood upright quietly.

With a pure foothills Noen language, the tallest officer yelled: "A few people in charge, all the agents come up."

Seven or eight agents in armed clothes and chain mail ran under the wooden platform, tilted their heads and talked to the officer.

The Noen Mountaineers in the front row stretched their necks and looked at the strange things on the ground.

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On the land next to the wooden platform, hundreds of sleepers are placed in parallel, extending to the end of the field of view.

What connects these sleepers are two strip cast iron blocks perpendicular to the sleepers, nailed together with rivets.

A mountain man in wolf-skinned shoulders poked his head out, looked for a long time before slapping his forehead: "Iron! This Thousand River Valley people are so rich!"

"Ditribert, what are you muttering?" A small team leader with a beard came over behind him.

Ditteribert pointed to the tracks: "Ad, look, these are all iron."

Captain Adelhead glanced at the tracks and snorted coldly: "It's so strange, do you know what this is?"

"I don't know." Ditteribert answered honestly.

The captain laughed: "Homemaker, this is a magic circle, used to refine the country. Have you heard of it? The Saint of Thousand River Valley is a saint who knows magic."

" Can he know magic or a saint?"

"Can the magic that the saint knows is still called magic?"

Ditribert was speechless and asked worriedly for a long time: "I won't go to the fire hell, right?"

"I have paid for it. Going to the fire hell is also someone who gives money to go to the fire hell, it's not our business." Captain Adelhead swore.

Ditribert wanted to ask again, but heard the mercenary agent above shouting: "Berbra County, go to the platform, Boerbra County!"

The captain immediately waved the flag and gathered the mountain people who were eating, drinking, stooling, pissing, and saying: "I've been on the platform, all gathered, and I've left alone and walked back by myself."

After saying that, Adelhead patted Ditteribert on the shoulder: "Be careful, don't walk to that magic circle, as your soul will be sucked away."

With your luggage, Ditteribert walked onto the platform with his companions.

At this time, they could see clearly that four train cars were actually parked on the "magic array".

"See the location clearly, go up through the car doors, one by one, don't push and crowd!"

Under the command of two officers and agents, the mountain people walked onto the track carriage.

Ditterybert was still wondering if he would be sucked away because he walked into the magic circle. It was obvious that the people in front of him were all good, so he got into the car safely.

These carriages are very narrow and have no roof. They just sit opposite each other and put their bags on their knees or on the car board.

There are nearly 100 people sitting in these four convertible cars. Even the strong Kush thick-hoofed horse should not be able to pull it.

It was just beyond everyone's surprise that with the sound of the groom's whip, the four horses neighed at the same time.

The carriage under the seat actually moved slowly and was still accelerating.

"Thousand River Valley is such a magical place..." Ditteribert couldn't help but murmur.

(This chapter ends)

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