Chapter 236 You are really invincible
Standing behind the fence, Mitnich stood blankly.
Beside him, the pampas grass with a large head and a thin body was blown left and right by the strong wind.
The sound of the clockwork gun stopped, and the grassland filled with roars and screams returned to calm, but Mittern still could not understand what happened.
He clearly saw Andal rushing out like a thunderbolt, and in a few steps he could reach the sword over the heads of the Salvation Army soldiers.
He was ready to jump directly into the fence to stop Andal when he was about to kill him.
Then, and then...
Mitni doubted whether what he saw was a dream.
In a burst of crisp sound like exploding beans, Mitny clearly saw that Andal seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, and his whole body fell over.
Twenty steps away from Mittern, he saw Andal leaning to the left, face down on the ground, lying motionless on the ground.
His left arm was bent to protect his head, and his right arm was straightened to the left, pressed underneath by the elbow of his left arm. His palms were spread out, trying to grab something. His left leg was bent to reach the elbow of his right arm, and his right leg was almost completely Straighten.
"Don't worry." Walking to Mitternich, Jeanne said softly, "They are all using 15mm calibers and have replaced them with stone bullets in advance. He will only suffer a little bit."
Sure enough, after Andal was carried over, after Miterny's inspection, he was not seriously injured, but a stone bullet happened to hit his helmet, knocking him unconscious.
Unlike firearms, clockwork guns can theoretically fire any projectile, and this flint bullet can produce a certain amount of bludgeoning damage.
As long as you don't kill him on the spot, you can get away with it in terms of face.
This Andal is not a very important person, otherwise Catherine would not send him to Horn.
If he could look squarely at the Salvation Army from the beginning and maintain a certain amount of respect, even if Jeanne didn't like him, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
His own fighting skills are not as good as others. If he still cares about losing, it will appear that Miternyi is not generous enough.
"Andal was too rude. He deserves to suffer this." After confirming that Andal was only slightly injured, Mitnich said apologetically.
The corner of her mouth raised, and Jeanne bowed to him: "To treat bad guests, we have holy guns, and to treat friendly guests, we have fine wine and courtesy.
On behalf of my brother, Saint Sunhorn, Chapter Master of the Salvation Army, I would like to welcome you. ”
The female knight in front of her who still had a sense of straightforwardness, Miterny was in a trance.
She clearly had the feeling of a silly village girl in temperament, and she simply gave He taught the arrogant Andal a lesson.
But this lesson was a dumb one, and Mitny couldn’t say anything.
“Let me take you to the real barracks. ”
Hearing this, Mitnich's spirit perked up: "Isn't this a military camp?"
"This is a new military camp. They are all recruits who were just recruited this morning. Isn't it strange to behave like this?" Jeanne said slightly angrily, "I know we are poor, but we are not that bad, right? You guys came with the new recruits. Even if you take a closer look, you will know that these are the new recruits who entered the camp today." . ”
After placing Andal, Mitnen rode forward with a smile, and not long after, he saw another training ground.
On the training ground next to the main gate, soldiers marched neatly, like long black lines.
They raised their legs together and lowered their legs together. If they were not close enough, Mitnich could see it blurry and would have thought it was an afterimage.
They are almost like two different races from the recruits just now.
Every time they raised or lowered their legs, Mitnich could see that they were uncoordinated, and the veteran captain would jump out and give the soldier who had done something wrong a hard stick.
Mitny had to admit that such soldiers were much better in appearance than those mercenary infantry, and even better than armored sergeants.
Just... being in a neat queue does not mean that you have the ability to fight against the knights.
"Twenty days ago, the soldiers here were almost the same as the soldiers outside, or even worse. It only takes twenty days for them to become like this. Give us two months , they will be stronger.”
As if she could read Mitterni's thoughts, Jeanne pointed her riding crop at the soldiers in front of her and said.
Without responding to Jeanne's words, Mitigny watched the drill and march of these soldiers: "What are those white spots on the ground?"
"Oh, that is the foothold of the painting, It's used to practice footwork." Jeanne glanced casually and introduced as she walked.
“Can I listen to you tell me in detail?”
Jeanna slowed down her horse and looked at Mitternich’s interested face: “Of course, footwork training is The second training session of the recruit camp..."
"Can you start from the first one?"
"...The first step for recruits to enter the camp is to stand in a military posture, with heels aligned, front feet open to both sides, and knees straight but not Superextend, with the upper body perpendicular to the hips, hands hanging naturally, and elbows close to the body. Repeat standing upright and resting hundreds of times a day until they can repeat it fifty times without making mistakes and can maintain the posture for an hour.
The next step is to turn left and right, interspersed with the practice of standing in the military posture. The same is done after fifty consecutive orders without making any mistakes.
After passing the above items. , you will start practicing footwork.”
"Footwork, do you need special training for this?" Mitnich asked softly. In his impression, as long as he can walk neatly, it doesn't matter how he walks.
"No, the free footwork prevents us from measuring and controlling the process and time of the horizontal formation. We need more precise control." During the time she and Horne stayed in the military camp, Jeanne had a I am familiar with the series of training and military affairs.
“Our normal step is 60 steps per minute, two-thirds of a meter per step, and 40 meters traveled per minute.
Quick step is 75 steps per minute, one-third of each step Two meters, traveling 50 meters per minute.
In order to keep the formation neat, we require them to step on a white spot every time, and each white spot is two-thirds of a meter.
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They will continue to practice and move like this every day until we erase the white spots and they can still move at this pace and frequency. This is considered complete training. ”
“This kind of training is too hard. Mitnich thought about the mercenaries who spent three days having fun and two days training and shook his head, "How many days do you train?" "
"You train once a day, and no rest is allowed in the recruit camp. After entering the formal army, you will have one day off every ten days. "
"Practice once a day! How long do you practice? ”
“From 5 o’clock in the morning...”
"Five o'clock?" Mitnich had never heard of this word.
“Well, it means getting up during morning prayer, 5 minutes to get dressed, 5 minutes to wash, 5 minutes to gather, and then 40 minutes to run 5 kilometers.
15 minutes of collective prayer and pre-meal prayer Song, 20 minutes for meal time, 30 minutes for rest time.
Then it starts at 7 o'clock, practicing stance and footwork according to the progress, which lasts about 4 hours, followed by reciting the "Soldier's Bible: Military Regulations". 》45 minutes.
Fifteen minutes of collective prayer and pre-meal hymns followed. After lunch, training continued at 1 p.m., with half an hour spent reciting 28 French letters, and the remaining three. When I was young, I practiced military posture and footwork to lift the spear pole.
Before dinner, they recite military disciplines for 15 minutes and hymns before meals for 15 minutes. Dinner is officially eaten during evening class (5 p.m.).
After dinner, there is usually one and a half hours of duty time for the soldiers to tidy up their housework and rest.
Go to the chaplain's office at seven o'clock on time to listen to the sermons, have free time from eight to nine o'clock, and go to bed at nine o'clock at the latest.
According to the different progress, the training is also different. For example, some people who have mastered military postures will add physical fitness and breathing exercises, such as weight-bearing running and 100-meter sprint..."
< br>"Then the wind-up gun from earlier was practiced here? Mitnich seemed to ask accidentally.
"A clockwork gun." Jeanne's face remained normal, "I'm just a country woman. How can I understand this? Just ask my brother."
What kind of country woman are you, Mitigny? He cursed secretly, thinking he could come up with something to say, but was interrupted as soon as he started.
When Mitterni stood in front of the residence of the commander of the military camp, Martial had been waiting here for a long time.
As soon as Martial saw Mitternich, he said incoherently: "Your Excellency Mitigny, you don't know what I saw... It's so amazing, so terrible... the power of the Holy Father... "
"Okay, okay." Mitnyan comforted Martial helplessly and asked him to calm down. "Remain polite and graceful, Martial."
"...I'm sorry, Lord Mittern." Martial suppressed his desire to talk and turned his attention to the three-story El Army official residence in front of him.
As a jurist, Martial listened to architecture for a while in college and had some understanding of these arts.
"Mr. Mitigny." Armand, who had left earlier, got out from under the gable of the marble doorpost, "Your Excellency Horn is holding a debate meeting, which may take a while. If you want to attend, I'll take you there.
If you don't want to listen, I'll take you to the waiting room in advance. Your opinion is..."
"I would like to see Shengsun's wisdom. ." Miterny did not use a title that was too arrogant, as it would appear too humble.
"Okay, please come with me."
Farewell to Jeanne, Mitnetich and others walked up the steps, and under Armand's guidance, arrived outside a room on the second floor.
As soon as he stood at the door, he heard a roar coming from through the thin door panel.
“You are so invincible!”
“Am I invincible? Am I invincible? I feel like I am too gentle!”
Mitnich withdrew his hand from knocking on the door and looked at Armand inquiringly. Armand opened the side door with no surprise: "Please."
(End of this chapter)