The New Civilization of Witches

Chapter 92: Reorganization of the Army

“With this, our service is over, right?”

asked Cat's Paw who was cleaning the square from the debris of the burning bonfire, and then continued in a voice filled with regret, saying,

"I really don't want to go back to the mine and work in the hole. I have to say, I have already slightly missed the Moon Demon. ”

“Ya, and I also don't want to deal with those stones anymore,” Jop directly agreed,

“The most important difference in salary is too far. When we were assigned to artillery, we got meat every day and the salary of 15 silver royals every day.”

"Don't say such foolish words," Van'er said as he held a high torch to illuminate the surroundings.

"Your Majesty provided all these foods to us so that no one would starve to death during the Demon Moon.

You just need to remember what happened two years earlier, even half of the people from the old district were unable to survive!

Have you forgotten this?

I will say it once again, there is no way the team will be disbanded, His Majesty just put us into the artillery team

and burning so much gunpowder to train us, do you think it's all for no reason?

"But the Demon Moon is over, so, why does His Majesty still need artillery?" rodney asked as he leaned against the broom.

It was because the artillery was not meant for demonic beasts, Van'er thought, but in the end he said loudly, saying,

"As soon as we'll know more, tomorrow we'll hear the answer," he yawned and waved his hand.

impatiently, “Alright, quickly clean everything, I want to get back to sleep.”

The next morning, the team gathered and Van'er's earlier statement was confirmed. When everyone was there, the Iron Axe went to the front of the team that lined up and said loudly:

“You have completed the first stage of the – task of defending Border Town against demonic beasts.

After three months and six days of fighting, you all gained His Majesty's recognition!

Therefore, the militia will be promoted to His Majesty's regular army, but if you don't want to fight anymore, you just need to stand up and leave now.

His Majesty has said that everyone who leaves now, will get all your outstanding payments, and an additional payment of twenty-five silver nobles as ... "

The Iron Axe had to think for a moment, then he said,

" right, the cost of retirement. ” Out of the three hundred militia members, no one moved, only the claws of the Cat raised his hand and said:

"Report."

This was also one of the strange rules that the Prince introduced during training, no one was allowed to whisper in person if they wanted to say something they had to shout.

The Iron Axe nodded,

"Speak."

"What do you mean by being promoted to a regular army, are we becoming knights?"

Van'er could not help but laugh, but he quickly put on a serious face again.

Become Knights?

That meant being part of the aristocracy, not only gaining estates and bodyguards, but also their own territory.

By asking this question, he actually lost a lot of face to artillery.

“No,” replied the Iron Axe and began to explain patiently, it was clear to him because he had also once asked His Majesty,

“The regular army is a professional fighting force, only formed to protect His Majesty and his territory.

In other words, when miners work in mines, you will be trained, when farmers harvest their wheat, you will be trained.

And when the merchants sell their stuff, you are still practicing.

All his training is to win all the battles in the future, just like you did against the demonic beasts during the Demon Moon.”

“Then what is the difference between regular army and militia?” Ask Cat's Paw.

“Frequent training, tighter training methods, and bigger rewards.”

"Report!"

Hearing all this, Rodney could not help but ask, saying,

"What does a greater gift mean?"

Van'er sighed, why is the youth group so in such a hurry?

But to be honest, he also wanted to know this answer.

“Regular soldiers will get officer-led structure,

and the soldier who fulfills the given task according to the previous plan during the battle will get the opportunity for promotion, and,

“for example , can go up to my position.”

If this is what His Majesty said ... Van'er thinks to himself, and this is the way they apply it, it would be best not to offend someone's boss, right?

He silently looked around, no one seemed to be aware of the common problem, instead, they were still listening with interest and pleasure.

“Officers will not only get higher payment, they will also get...their own region.”.

After the last word fell, the crowd went into an uproar, Van'er was no exception as well, he even doubted if he heard everything properly.

If they could obtain their own territory, then, was there a difference between them and the knights?

“But remember that once you choose to become a regular member of the army, the system you will follow will be very different from the system you use from the militia.

As in the case you cannot complete a given task, running away, starting a rebellion or other violations of the disciplinary codex will be severely punished.

This is not like the previous sentence of not getting extra eggs to eat but rather includes extra work, imprisonment and even hanging.

Also, any previously given position can be taken back. ” Iron Axe stop for a moment,

"Now is the time to stop."

The crowd fell silent, and also Iron Axe stiffened, but still, no one moved.

He could not help himself, he started to grin:

"Alright, from today on, all of you are placed directly under the orders of His Highness Roland Wimbledon!"

Van'er himself felt incredible, if he had heard of this terrible punishment three months ago, he would have long since slipped away.

What's the point of promotion, what's the point of having one's own territory, if you can't save your own life?

But now, he hardly hesitated to choose a fixed position, compared to returning to the North Slope Mine to collect gravel,

or staying in the old district could only wander about casually, it was clear which one was more attractive to him. .

“Your reception is pretty good, what's your name?”

"Trs. Van'er, I hope you continue to do well. ”

His Majesty encouraged him to train hard and he also reaffirmed his idea that he belonged to the militia

and now Van'er will continue to fight for His Majesty as a regular member of the army.

…

Iron Axe quickly announced its first training program today: Field training.

At first Van'er felt very disappointed, he came back running for training. Even during the Demon Moon if the weather was good enough, they always had to run.

After breakfast, they checked the weather conditions and then they had to run two rounds around the city

unless there are large snowflakes falling from the sky, then they will cancel the running exercise.

According to the saying of Your Majesty, this exercise is good for the muscles and makes their bones melt

so when defending the city walls their movements did not become rigid and could not use spears.

But as the soldiers ran out of Border Town, Van'er immediately felt the difference between this new and old training program.

At this point, the snow on the field was still far from melting, after three months of relentless snowing, the snow reached the knees.

Calling it running is not the right word, instead, it is better to call it crawling through the snow.

The team suddenly broke into many small groups, after each step they needed a lot of strength to take another step.

There is no doubt that this special training to fight through the snow is certainly the idea of His Majesty.

Van'er already knows the purpose of His Majesty. At this time any protest would become invalid, they could only undergo this training until the end.

All morning, they had to fight through the snow. So when the team returned to the city, Van'er was satisfied because he could not feel his own legs anymore.

The snow that went into their shoes had already turned into water, even standing in the sunlight, most people were still cold and trembling.

The great physical exertion worsened the cold, even Iron Axe felt unable to eat.

He announced the team's disbandment, and delayed lunch time by thirty minutes so that everyone could dry their boots and change their pants.

So everyone was very happy when they later heard that afternoon training was canceled.

Of course, they had no idea that Lightning had overseen the entire – field training this was the little girl's daily practice:

Learn to control his magic precisely to fly at a uniform speed.

then reported the information he had gathered to Roland, the latter nearly fell out of his seat. The total distance covered throughout the morning was four kilometers.