In September, the heat fades, and this dense forest valley in the mountains of the central part of the continent is busy and prosperous.

In the Beiguan Military Fort, the sound of soldiers' training wafted in the twilight.

Angus hugged the observer and led the squadron soldiers to train the formation in the open space of the military fort, and couldn't help but walk up and stop the formation, and shouted: "Ron, you have to grasp your position, you are now the infantry commander and not the captain of the sentry cavalry, your task is to command the soldiers of the squadron in the center, control the combat movements, coordinate the pace of action, you can't rush to lead the charge." You have to keep in mind that you can't defeat the enemy with the strength of a single soldier, and you'll need to smash your soldier into a hard fist against the enemy. ”

Angus pointed to the prominent Ron and said, "Look at yourself, your position is in the center, once you lead the two guards to highlight the formation, the soldiers of the two squads must speed up the pace to chase you, and as a result, the good line formation will become a "pig rush" formation, and your flank will also be exposed to the enemy's sword."

Ron lowered his head in shame, he had been with Art since he began to participate in the battle as a cavalryman, although he had been following the infantry for basic training and familiarizing himself with infantry combat skills, but he had no experience in training infantry himself, so his training skills were a little unable to keep up after taking over the fourth squadron.

Angus sensed Ron's emotions, raised his hand and patted Ron's shoulder, and said slowly: "You have to treat the two squads under your command as your left and right hands, you and your squadron soldiers are integrated, you are their heads, you can't fight with your head outstretched, right?" ”

Ron looked up at Angus and said, "Yes, Sergeant Major, I remember, I'm the head of my brothers."

"Well, go ahead and practice the squadron charge formation again."

Ron turned around and began to organize the squadron soldiers to rehearse the formation of the squadron's collective charge......

In the wasteland outside the dense forest of Beiguan, Art and the barely recovered Buzz are leading Scott Lawrence and Lynngel to train the peasants of the garrison corps, the grain in the valley has been harvested, the land has been plowed and the farmers in the territory have a rare leisure time, except for the labor farmers who were sent by the construction steward to build houses in Kutim Village, all the young and strong farmers over the age of sixteen and under the age of forty in the territory have been gathered in the North Pass for intensive training. Flash Dance

In addition to the twenty or so peasants of the former guard who are ready to assemble at any time, there are also about a hundred registered ordinary peasant conscripts gathered here), most of whom have not received formal training, so they do not know anything about marching and fighting.

However, Art did not expect the peasants who worked with scythes and hoes on a daily basis to be like soldiers, so the weapons issued to ordinary peasants were only homemade spears from the valley craftsmen's workshops, the spears of which were lightweight winged iron spears made from the melted down war-damaged weapons worn out by the army, and the shafts were made of high-quality woods such as birch and ash, and the length of the spears reached twelve feet. In addition to the spear, each peasant soldier also has a one-and-a-half-foot-long wooden handle single-edged knife on his waist, this crude short knife is considered a personal secondary weapon of the peasant soldiers, as for the armor and iron helmet or something, it is not extravagant, Art plans to issue a black robe to the peasant soldiers in the future, and it is enough to uniformly uniform, but for the peasant soldiers who are only responsible for guarding the safety of the valley, such a weapon configuration is not shabby.

Art divided the 100 or so ordinary peasant soldiers into two companies in groups of 50 to form two dense spear phalanxes, and then let the other 20 or so standing peasant soldiers with war halberds and axes cover the flanks and weak parts.

However, after two whole days of training, this group of ordinary peasant soldiers still could not achieve the basic effect expected by Yate, and the farmers could not maintain the expected strict formation at all, especially after a slight movement, the whole formation became a pot of wheat paste, and the sluggish farmers began to look for their "comrades" around them as soon as they took a few steps, and they could not catch up with the rhythm of the war drums.

"Okay, there will be no training for the formation march today, you first let everyone familiarize yourself with the defensive formation." Art watched the performance of the peasant soldiers, shook his head and stopped the chaotic marching training.

After hearing this, Bas was about to personally organize the peasants to arrange a defensive formation, but Art grabbed Bas and said: "Bass, your head injury still needs to recuperate, you don't have to train in person, you just watch them train on the side, just point out their problems, don't let the wound on your head recur." Flash"

Bas touched the veil wrapped around his head, and replied with a smile: "My lord, it's okay, as long as it's not a strenuous training, I can bear it, and after lying in the cabin for a few months, I have to move." With that, he picked up a spear on the ground and walked towards the peasant soldiers who had assembled in a row.

"Guys, train hard with me, there are still three days left in the peasant training camp, and after the training is over, the adults will prepare a sumptuous dinner for everyone, and the well-trained guys will also be rewarded with a few glasses of delicious fruit wine."

There was a burst of laughter in the two peasant soldiers' phalanx, although these ordinary peasant soldiers did not have any military salaries, but during the agricultural training camp, Yate would provide sufficient food for them to eat, so everyone's enthusiasm to participate in the training camp was not low.

Bas waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then shouted to the more than 20 standing peasants standing on the side holding halberd swords and axes: "Come, the halberd swords and axes peasants are ready, let's drill again."

Standing peasant soldiers standing on the periphery of the phalanx, holding halberds, swords and axes, entered the front of the phalanx and covered the flanks.

"Remember, when the spear phalanx is defended, it must be lined up in a dense formation, the guys in the first row squat down and use their feet against the end of the spear handle, and the spearhead is raised, the guys in the second row are half-kneeling and diagonally, and the guys in the back are holding their spears flat, and the tip of the spear is facing the enemy......"

Art watched Bass, Scott, and Lawrence enter the phalanx and correct the movements of the peasant soldiers one by one, then left the training ground of the peasant phalanx, and returned to the Beiguan Military Fort along the carriageway driven out of the dense forest to continue to supervise the training of several squadrons of soldiers and the sentry cavalry bow and crossbow team......

It was so busy until mid-September.

A few days ago, word came from the European comptoirs that after a month and a half of non-stop buying and shipping, they had stockpiled nearly 100,000 pounds of grain at border posts, mostly from the vicinity of Besançon and Lusesen, and a small part from the county of Tignac.

Due to the bumper grain harvest on the border of the country this year, and the fact that the commercial houses directly purchased grain from the farmers and peasant households, the total cost of 100,000 pounds of grain was only 25,000 pfennigs, and the total cost of consuming and hiring convoys along the way was only 30,000 pfennigs, and according to the current grain prices in the Proswan border, these 100,000 pounds of grain could be sold for at least 60,000 pfennigs, and at least 20,000 pfennies could be made after removing the cost of internal friction.

It took nearly two months to earn 20,000 fennigs, and the profit was indeed not high compared to the southern goods trade, but Yate just wanted to open up the southern goods trade in Provence through the grain trade, so even if he lost money, he had to do it, not to mention that he could make a lot of money now.

On the second Sunday of September, Art decided to leave the affairs of the valley and the legions to his stewards and officers, and he himself personally escorted the grain caravan south to Provence with a small number of troops.

But Art is entangled in a small thing today.

"Matthew, don't pester me anymore, I said that if you don't let you go, you won't let you go, you failed to complete the test I gave you, and it's useless to say anything now."

Inside the Lord's Mansion, Matthew had been pestering Art for a morning.

Matthew failed to complete the test task given to him by Art a month ago, and Matthew only wrote forty words when Art personally tested his vocabulary learning yesterday, and Art was immediately taken aback, this "barbarian" who usually didn't even want to learn a word in the school was able to master forty difficult words and words in just one month, which shows that Matthew is indeed a talented guy, and Art is even more determined to force this guy to continue training in the school.

But this talented guy is surprisingly stubborn, it's not that he can't learn, it's that he really doesn't want to learn. So early this morning, when he learned that Art was going south with a small army to transport grain, he made up his mind to follow him.

"Master, I went back last night and wrote down all the remaining words, if you test me again, I will definitely be able to write them all!" Matthew fell to his knees in front of Art with a thud.

Art is really can't take this stubborn donkey, some time ago Art privately found a few apprentices in the academy to ask about this guy's situation, it turned out that Matthew in order not to continue to stay in the school, actually used food as a payment to buy a few apprentices to fight with him every day, this wry "truth" made Art unexpected, he originally planned to bully the "barbarian" of his companions to repair it, but after listening to the apprentices' frank confession, Art was at a loss for this guy again.

If the hard one doesn't work, Arte had to use the soft one, he pulled up Matthew, who was kneeling on the ground, and said softly: "Look, now that your mother has also moved to live in the valley, she has only one relative like you in the valley, are you willing to leave her?" Wait until you accompany your mother to get acquainted with the valley, okay? ”

"Master, my mother doesn't need me to accompany her, now she is in charge of eating and living in the wooden fort, and my mother is still working in the house every day, which is much better than in the mountains, and she is very suitable here."

Art was a little anxious, "What about your father?" Your father personally told you to stay in the school, and he hoped that you would become a literate official in the future. ”

"My father was a timid man, and he wouldn't let me go out with the guys when I was a bandit."

Art simply didn't say anything to Matthew, "Okay, I won't tell you, you just stay in the academy for me, and if you dare to make trouble again, I'll put you in prison!! ”

Matthew plopped down again, fell to his knees, slammed his head deep into the ground, and said nothing more.

Art seemed to see the >> who was only kneeling in front of Ron who had forced him to follow the north

This guy was a hundred times more stubborn than Ron at the time.

After kneeling like this for a noon, Art finally faltered, he put down the paperwork in his hand, took a deep breath, and stood up from his chair, "After you come back from Provence, you continue to return to the academy, and after you have learned two hundred words, you can talk to me about entering the legion again." ”

Matthew's legs and feet were already stiff, he stood up trembling slightly, and replied firmly, "Okay~I promise you~"

"Go to Spencer, the baggage officer, and ask him to prepare you a riding horse and a set of cotton armor and short swords, and remember, when you leave the valley, you will be my escort for the time being, and everything must be under my orders."

"Yes, sir!" Matthew limped out of the office with a smile on his face.

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Chapter 167: Phalanx of Peasants and Soldiers