Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

Chapter 239: Training

It is hard to say that there is a concept of New Year in the territory now. They are just a group of farmers who have just escaped from the problem of food and clothing. For them, New Year is just a feeling that time has moved forward a little. In order to make them feel more deeply, Ji Lin took the simplest and most direct method and gave everyone a two-day holiday on that day.

And set that day as a holiday in the territory.

And let the chef make cakes for the people according to the recipe, and provide the corresponding amount of cakes to all the people who ate in the territory during these two days - the priest caravans who are still working in the territory naturally received gifts.

A small number of people who performed well in their work during normal times were left to continue working, maintaining some work in the territory that must be supervised. After everyone rested, they would get double rest time.

Holidays, but the work of the territory cannot be suspended.

He took this opportunity to maintain the lowest proportion of all work in the territory during the holidays, and strike a balance between efficiency and rest.

After all, the people in the territory are not consumables, and the loss of a labor force is a real loss. The production capacity he created in different industries is equivalent to providing output value for the territory.

Only after getting this result can we give the people a holiday in peace.

Of course, the concept of rest is for the people working in the territory, and in the world above the sky island.

There is no rest time at the outpost. They are in a dangerous area, so naturally there is no concept of rest time.

In other words, except for combat readiness and training, the soldiers at the outpost are all in rest time. They can have a certain amount of free time after obtaining permission from their squad leader.

Rest time is needed on call.

The monthly enemy attack basically provides new targets for these 300 musketeers. The biological remains will be broken up with iron drafts and thrown into the composting plant, and their bodies will provide nutrients for the newly developed farmland on the sky island.

In addition to garrison training, discipline training under the scorching sun, and emergency drills from time to time, the outpost also has a popular content.

Single-soldier sparring.

Five temporary arenas, most of which are for soldiers to spar with adventurers, and most of which are for gray-clad soldiers in the territory to spar. Both sides tied thick linen pads and went on stage for armed combat. The soldiers of the territory uniformly used wooden sticks of the same length as the long-barreled muskets with bayonets, while the adventurers had all kinds of weapons.

In the era of hot weapons, the close combat quality of a single soldier is still important. This kind of quality is useless when you don't need it, but it can save your life when you need it.

Just like even in the 21st century, Blue Star still has daggers and pistols equipped to front-line combat units.

The territory is far from the era where close combat can be abandoned.

"General!"

Seeing Chang Heng approaching, the soldiers saluted him one after another. Chang Heng waved his hand and told them to do what they should do. He was just here as a superior for daily patrol inspections, and no new tasks were issued to these guys.

"It's okay, you continue to fight, I'll watch from the side."

Chang Heng watched his soldiers and adventurers sparring from the side, happy to be idle.

No one urged the general to leave the field. He was a centurion and used his fists to "convince" the adventurers who were not convinced in their hearts on the first day of the small arena.

After all the adventurers were convinced, they were naturally willing to put down their tempers and fight with the soldiers of the territory.

If they were not convinced, they could fight again until they were convinced.

These humans with animal ears and even animal tails were better than ordinary soldiers who had undergone three blood purifications in terms of physical fitness. They were equally matched with the soldiers who had awakened the source essence, and the soldiers of the territory were one point better in endurance.

The effect of the sparring was very good. The musketeers were quickly familiar with the fighting methods, directions, speeds, and postures commonly used by adventurers. It is worth mentioning that the territory's infantry physical training manual also refers to the means of adventurers to exercise their bodies and integrates them to improve the training effect and recovery speed of the soldiers.

The only drawback is that there are too few adventurers who can practice with them. Among the nearly thirty adventurers, only fifteen can provide them with close combat sparring partners. The rest are either long-range spellcasters or bard scholars, and even logistics personnel.

Fifteen sparring partners, three hundred soldiers.

Too many people, too few sparring partners.

Unable to reach other islands, they can only hone their combat capabilities on the fortified sky islands. Months of daily physical training, shooting training, and sparring have kept them in excellent condition.

On the martial arts field, the young man with wolf ears used the wooden sword in his hand to deflect the piercing that turned into a spear tip, took two steps and stepped forward, and his elbow was close to the chest of the gray-clothed soldier, shaking him so that his spear fell to the ground.

"Fall, Hackett, win."

The young man with wolf ears shook his hand, and his arm, which had just used all his strength to deflect the long stick, couldn't stop numbness.

These soldiers are getting harder and harder to deal with. From the initial knockdown to now, even he needs to fight hard to win, and he may lose if he is not careful.

"Are you okay... I may have been a little too heavy-handed just now."

Hacter stretched out his hand to help the fallen soldier up, and seeing his look of joy and surprise, he took Hackett's hand and nodded in thanks.

The soldier who was knocked down by his new moves did not look depressed, but rather happy, which made Hackett a little creepy.

What Hackett didn't know was that after daily sparring, the soldiers would take the initiative to hold seminars to study special moves to deal with them. They would discuss how to deal with close combat, and after the discussion, they would find adventurers in the martial arts arena the next day to verify their ideas.

On the contrary, he was looking forward to other adventurers encountering this group of people. These gray-clothed soldiers had already learned a lot about their close combat skills in sparring, and even their way of dodging long-range weapons was studied by them.

When the enemy you need to face has a certain degree of strength and also has quite good skills.

Hackett sighed, which meant that their chances of leaving the sky island were slimmer. Most of their captured adventurers had long given up the idea of ​​leaving the sky island.

A shadow passed by.

An airship with its entire keel exposed passed over their heads. The two thick iron boxes at the square head and the square tail were connected by a keel structure similar to a bone knot. The cargo hold was anchored with a steel frame under the keel to prevent it from falling off. Hackett swore that he had never seen such a weird design.

The designer seemed to have completely ignored the possibility of two airships fighting in the air, and it was not beautiful at all. It was like a semi-finished product that was just made and put into use immediately.

And the spider-like structures that were delivered with these airships had the same body shape as the ordinary elemental life he had seen, but were made of steel. They shook their bulky bodies under the command of the officers, spewed out extremely hot steam, and followed the gray-clothed soldiers.

He also saw the soldiers install the cannons used against the forest rock elements on the back of the steam spider, arguing about how to install it so that it would be more stable when firing.

Even if he was stupid, he could realize that the soldiers stationed in this outpost would project their power to other islands after months of training.

Hackett could only mourn for his fellow adventurers for three seconds...

Pray that they would not die too ugly, at least survive until they were captured.

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