Chapter 162: Sharp Recruits

A long line of firelight appeared outside the manor, like a long fire dragon, slowly marching down the path, and when it entered the manor village, it caused a wave of onlookers among the villagers.

"My lord, it should be that Lord Norwen and Lord Urimu are back!"

Vidal listened to the noise outside, apparently it was Norwen and they had returned.

William nodded, and greeted everyone in the hall.

"Nowen, Urimu, welcome back!" William walked out of the door, surrounded by the crowd.

The two looked at William who came out to greet him, and couldn't help but smile on his face, and got off the war horse and walked to the gate of the manor.

When the two men came up, Vidal greeted William in his ear and left to settle the soldiers and residents.

"Ready for dinner, I'm dying of hunger, don't you know, all we've eaten during this time is dry bread and jerky, and I'm about to vomit!"

Hulimu hurried towards William, spitting bitter water in his mouth, it seems that their food is indeed not very good during this time.

"Haha, I knew you would say that, and the banquet was already prepared for you!" William said with a laugh.

"Hey, that's good! Come on in, I can't wait! ”

There is a kind of bohemianism unique to nomads, so he doesn't seem to have any grace, he lives like a comic, and he can talk to anyone, but this also makes him very popular.

With a smile on his face, Norwen nodded in tacit agreement with William, and followed the others into the interior of the main castle, bypassing the corridor and entering the hall.

More than twenty knights, including Banstesk and Delseth, were also knighted by William, though William did not intend to use them as real knights.

"Let's toast!"

The banquet was a great success, the atmosphere was hot, and everyone was very happy.

William got out of bed early the next day, and he had a lot of things to deal with, so he didn't have any wine yesterday.

When I walked out of the main fort, I saw that a large open space in the storage center was full of people, and even the roads were full of migrants.

They were reluctant to move, but looking at the soldiers who came to pick them up with such a right thing, who else dared to resist?

The local knights had long been recalled by the Earl of Censville, and the monks who had expressed their objections were to no avail, and in a semi-forced state, they reluctantly packed up their possessions and went to Mandes Manor.

The campfire was still burning around them, and the firewood had been given to them by Vidal in William's name, and William had been assured that they would have a house and enough arable land for them to survive in the spring.

Needless to say, Willem was very satisfied with what he did, he saved himself a lot of trouble, and the long training time made him more and more capable.

"Believe me, my people, when spring comes, you will have houses and farmland, and in the meantime, I want you to join in the action of clearing the land, which will be your farmland in the future!"

William repeated most of what Vidal had told them yesterday, and what the lords and nobles said was certainly more credible to the commoners than the others.

For the extra population in the territory, William basically made arrangements, the immigrants of the Bradkman estate were responsible for clearing the farmland, and the civilians plundered by Issamdenburg were sent by William to cut wood.

After all, whether it is to build a castle, or to build a house, or to make weapons, the support of wood is indispensable, and because it is winter, there is nothing for them to do in the territory, so William arranged for most of the people to go to logging.

By the time spring comes, it is estimated that the trees they cut down will be enough for the territory's timber needs for several years.

After arranging these, William walked into the barracks again, and according to William and Hulimu's report, when they went to Bradkeman Manor, they deliberately found several bandits and bandits to fight, and the original recruits had all accepted the cruel actual combat.

Walking slowly into the barracks, the veterans' vacation has ended, and the veterans and recruits are divided into two parts, respectively, for physical strength and combat training.

The heavy infantry, on the other side of the barracks, continued to train with Banstersk, with only about twenty of them and six of the Golden Lion Guards, and their amazing performance on the battlefield made William decide to continue training a group of heavy infantry.

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The remaining 130-odd veterans who were able to continue fighting were completely different from the recruits, and although they had also experienced actual combat, they could not be compared with the veterans in terms of combat experience and combat determination.

Just looking at their training state, the veterans were engrossed, staring at their opponents with wooden spears in their hands, and the spears were also very sharp.

Although the recruits have also been sharpened on the battlefield, they are always a little behind the veterans, and they do not have the killing intent of the veterans who roll in the sea of corpses and blood.

And although their discipline in training is not bad, but they are always incomparable with veterans, veterans can stand in place for an hour like iron and stone pouring, they can't do it.

This is not to say that there is a problem with the training arranged by William, the veteran professional soldiers who have been fighting all year round know what to do, while the new recruits have only been trained for a year and have fought one or two battles, which is not comparable to the veterans who have experienced more than a dozen battles of all sizes.

Although these heart diseases are inferior to veterans in terms of combat effectiveness and will to fight, their morale is very high, and they used to be bullied by veterans when they were training with veterans.

And this time they have also completed their training, and they have also walked on the battlefield with real guns, so they think that they are definitely not much worse than veterans.

The eyes that looked at the veterans were full of provocation and eagerness.

And the veterans are not stupid, of course, they can see the expressions of this group of hearts, but they did not make any moves, completely ignored the provocations of the recruits, and continued to do confrontation training under the orders of the officers.

These people are all veterans who have followed William for more than two years, and they are very clear about William's temper and requirements, not to mention that one of the items in military law is that they are not allowed to clash with friendly forces.

After two years, more than a dozen battles, and the looting of more than twenty villages, they have long been ghostly, and the provocations of the recruits are not enough for them to take seriously.

William, of course, saw all this, and these veterans who followed him from birth to death were provoked by this group of recruits who had just completed their training, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Appearing in front of everyone in a high-profile manner, the veterans immediately recognized William, hurriedly stopped training, and then assembled into a phalanx under the orders of the team officers.

The same is true for the recruits, but they don't have any officers, just veteran instructors in charge of training, a little slower than the veterans, but they quickly assemble into a phalanx.

It can be seen that for the training of the formation, the soldiers of Mendes have been imprinted to the bones.