Chapter 240 May the Holy Father bless you all and make you as invincible as the Holy Lord!
The gray-yellow clouds were even gloomier than the day before, but at noon, half of the pale sunshine showed up.
In Nanze Lake where a layer of mist floats, Akimu Island looks like leaves floating on the water.
Looking down from the west side of Qiumu Island, the military camp square is like a huge chessboard, with the dark recruits neatly arranged in a square formation.
At the edge of the training ground, a group of new recruits, puffing and puffing, arranged in a 5X10 horizontal formation, finally arrived, filling the last square on the chessboard.
The dense phalanx was orderly, with gaps in the grid-like array. Military judges and veteran captains holding piety-infused sticks walked back and forth to check their standing postures.
The assessment has just ended, and they still have to stand firm despite their fatigue.
Even though the weather is so cold, there are still fine beads of sweat on the foreheads of these soldiers, shimmering.
On the edge of the square, the third batch of recruits who had just entered the camp stood blankly by the fence, looking at the neat formation.
The high mountains stood in the distance, and the air was filled with the smell of earth, sweat and metal.
Amidst the rapid whistle, all sounds in the originally noisy square suddenly stopped.
"Stand at attention——" the veteran captains shouted.
The hoofs of the war horse stepped on the ground, making a rhythmic clicking sound. Horn was riding on the horse, followed by Jeanne, Jeshka, Hakuto and other officers and generals.
Sitting on horseback, his eyes swept over the soldiers one by one.
Every soldier who was glanced by Horn involuntarily puffed up his chest and tightened his muscles.
When they first entered the camp, most of them were pork rib warriors, the kind that would hurt a tiger's teeth after one bite.
Now they are still skinny, but there is some flesh on the torso and cheeks.
During this period, the recruits' food consisted of almost unlimited amounts of potato roots, rice cracker porridge, eggs and salted fish as refined grains.
These carbohydrates and proteins are transformed into endurance, vital capacity and arm strength during the training of standing in military posture, running and holding a gun.
However, Horn's requirements for these three physical fitness assessment items are not high. He first needs three days to adapt, seven days of training, and then slowly increases the intensity.
After all, the refugees' bodies were too weak, and the weather was so cold. During training, two or three people died of sudden death while running or from colds.
So in queue training, they practice and rest. After practicing for an hour, they may have to rest for five to ten minutes.
The bodies and bones of refugees cannot be compared with modern people, and external conditions destined it to be difficult for them to perform tasks at the level of tofu cubes.
Horn was thankful that they could fold the quilt and not throw the clothes away.
“Have the assessments been completed?”
"Yesterday and this morning, I completed everything. There are six events in total: stance, discipline, marching, holding a gun, 50-meter sprint, and five-kilometer run."
"What's the average level?" Horn smiled and waved to the soldiers, while asking Jeshka behind him.
“Out of the first batch of 2,000 recruits, 1,030 passed.
Among the 955 who failed, 12 were rated as poor. I suggested that they quit. They did not
There are 56 people who are rated as being suitable for military service. I recommend that they follow the second batch of recruits to repeat their training
There are still 674 people who are rated as low or high. They can join the formed legion and practice slowly in the future.
Another 213 people were slowed down or unable to attend due to illness among their holy relatives, and 15 people died due to various reasons. "
Only half of the two thousand people have actually achieved a passing level, but considering that many of them were beggars twenty days ago, it is not bad.
"The excellence of each team Have all the soldiers been selected? ”
Horn said that a bonus of 90 dinars would be given to the top 10% of the soldiers, so naturally it must be honored.
However, considering that there are 2,000 people in a battalion, it is a method of selecting 5 people from one team and 200 people from 40 teams. "Everyone has been selected, and the list has been compiled." Hakuto handed the list to Horn.
Horn lowered his head and glanced a few times, then returned the message: "Take a tally of the five people from each team who have a clean background, an upright character, and the highest discipline scores, and give them to Das. "
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Their physical fitness level should meet the minimum requirements of the breathing method, right?"
"The outstanding recruits must have achieved it, and the rest..." A hesitant expression appeared on Jeshka's face.
Hakuto clicked his tongue and added bluntly: "It's hard to say."
Horn couldn't help but clicked his tongue.
The reason why he was able to practice the breathing method as soon as he came up was because of the seamless connection with Warcraft meat.
But these people did not have such good luck. After training for twenty days, they did not even meet the minimum requirements, let alone talk about breathing techniques.
From the first square to the last square, Horn inspected all 40 squares before returning to the center of the square.
Looking around at the soldiers in the square, Horn felt a little confused.
When he set out from the Gulag, there were only about 300 soldiers around him. Now, there are 2,000 new soldiers here alone.
At that time, he lamented that it was just a collection of beggar gangs and fighting villagers.
But now, it finally looks like an early modern army.
In fact, it was not that Horn had never thought of building them into the army they were in history.
After analyzing the situation, Horn found that he could not give them the conditions for that army, either materially or mentally.
After repeated iterations of settling for the next best thing, Horne’s final target was a musket and spear infantry regiment from the Thirty Years’ War.
The responsibilities of the military chaplain are actually the chief of staff and a psychiatrist, and he is also responsible for part of the work of conveying Horn's will downwards.
Advanced is only a relative term. Such an army is enough to defeat the imperial army whose organization is still in the late Middle Ages.
"Soldiers of the Salvation Legion, today is December 29th, and all assessments have ended today."
In the silent square, only Horn's voice echoed through the sky.
“Look to your left, there are the recruits watching the ceremony, and further away, there are your relatives and friends.”
“You can eat well and train every day, They all get it by eating the worst rice cracker porridge and wild vegetable soup.”
“And further away, other believers who are also the people of the Holy Father are suffering cruelty. of abuse.”
"From today to January 2, I will give you three days of leave. In addition to allowing you to reunite with your family, I also want you to go back and see and think about it."
"Our believers are here for What have you done? What have you done for our fellow believers?”
“On January 3, when you return to the military camp, our officers will take you there. The corresponding legion."
"At that time, you will be awarded the priesthood of the Battle Monk and learn how to truly hold the spear and learn how to kill the enemy."
" You have not seen our enemies, the demons entrenched in castles and churches, and we all know how powerful they are.”
"But we are unwilling to admit defeat. We want to overthrow them from under the false icons and thrones. This is why we are gathered here."
"May the Holy Father bless you and be able to Invincible like the Holy Lord!"
(End of this chapter)