In the garrison camp, all the veterans and new soldiers are wearing standard chain mail and carrying weapons around the playground at the moment and start running in circles, and now they have all been subdued by Aktuyavji, because the level 9 warriors are already a very powerful existence for them, since even he has lost, the others will also go up to deliver food.

"Run, soft-bastards, speed up your speed, can't you run only 20 laps?" The wolf's loud voice echoed in the playground, and he held a leather whip in his hand, and if he saw someone who was lazy or too far behind, he would whip it, and this barbed whip would definitely break people's skin at once.

Everyone ran around the playground for 50 laps, Aktuyav only gave them 10 minutes to rest and drink water, followed by a variety of strength training, 50 kilograms of stone locks, each person has to lift at least one hand 30 times to pass, two hundred pounds of stone piers each have to be lifted with both hands over the head and put down 20 times to complete the day's training, to the surprise of Yacoste is that there is still training Zama step in this world, each person carrying a 40 kg weight on their shoulders to squat for an hour to train the strength of the plate, As the morning passed, both the young man and the battle-hardened warrior felt that their strength was exhausted, and one by one they lay half-dead on the ground. But when the bell rang for the meal, this group of warriors who believed in Brother Chun jumped up from the spot again, and rushed to the canteen with full blood to seize the powerful terrain.

There are four rectangular tables in the cafeteria, each of which is filled with roast chicken, mutton, beef, and other meats, as well as ale wine, and relatively few vegetables. The nutrients that the warriors need to supplement are such that they have enough energy meat, so that they can have enough large muscles with training, as for the ale, it is completely for the pleasure of the warriors, which arrogant warrior you have ever seen who does not drink alcohol when eating?

Acoste and Curry sat together, just when Curry, Will, and Paul grabbed a large piece of greasy chicken legs, Acoste quietly held the vegetables that no one cared about on the side, as he has two life memories, he understands very well that a balanced diet is the best way to maintain the body.

"Hey, lad, you're strong and have the potential to be a great fighter." Just as Yacoste was eating, several middle-aged warriors sat down. He took a glass of ale and gave it to Acoste, "My name is Livingston, you can call me Mad Dog." ”

"My name is Acoste." Acoste took a large glass of ale and poured it down, he actually didn't like to drink very much, but he understood that the best way to communicate with a warrior is to drink, which is one of the reasons why the warrior and the caster have been at odds with each other.

"Hahahaha, Haoshuang, you're much better than the kid you were with." Livingston laughed and poured his glass of ale down, "If you have trouble in the future, you can come to me." Let's learn martial arts when we have time. ”

The time for enjoyment always passes very quickly, and it will not be long before it is time for afternoon training. Although the subjects of the afternoon training are martial arts and battle array training, in fact, the training time of martial arts is particularly short, and the wild wolf Aktuyav only played the simplest military swordsmanship for a few minutes and did not teach it in detail, because the most common thing that soldiers can master on the Feren continent is this set of swordsmanship, and other high-level swordsmanship is obviously not something that ordinary people can get, otherwise Acoste's memory of being a demigod warrior would not only have three sets of swordsmanship, And this set of swordsmanship is even known to Curry, who has just received training as a warrior, so naturally there is no room for more.

But battle formation training is the top priority, in the final analysis, among this batch of 50 warriors, the vast majority of them are born mercenaries and adventurers, even if they are old or have this kind of dark disease, but the ability to fight alone is definitely far beyond the scope that the militia needs to master, but if they want to fight together, it will definitely be a mess of porridge, which is also the biggest difference between adventurers and soldiers born in the army, one is because it is a small group with outstanding ability to fight alone, and one is excellent ability to cooperate with combat. Although the difference between the two is not very big on the surface, it is very difficult to transform when it comes to real training.

The whole afternoon passed in the wailing and discomfort of the people. For veterans who are accustomed to fighting alone, they now have to learn to take care of their companions next to them, such as the simplest of assaults. In order to keep the platoon neat and tidy and not give others a chance to take advantage of it, those who are fast should slow down, and those who are slow should speed up their pace.

There was no training in the evening, and many of them returned to the garrison's quarters or went to the town's taverns after dinner. Warriors are always a group of people who can't save money, and when they have it, they will spend it on ale or a woman's belly. Of course, those are limited to outsiders, and for Yacoste, who has a family in Tuk Town, they can go home after training in the afternoon.

"Brother!" As soon as Acoster opened the door, a silver-white beating double ponytail threw herself into her arms. Both Acoste and Lavis have silver-white hair and black eyes, which is also a rarity in the strange continent of Faeron, where they inherited their mother, the elf who did not know what to do and was exiled.

"Did you train hard today?" Lavis asked Acoste with wide cute eyes, and Acoste smiled and touched his sister's little head, and said that it was not hard without changing his face and heartbeat.

"Brother, you liar, you see that you are all tanned." Lavis said, pouting his little mouth. But soon the little girl stopped dwelling on this, and took Acoste to the dinner table with her little hand. Pointing to a few plates of black things on the table, he said, "Brother, look, this is a nutritious meal specially made for you, you must eat it all." ”

"Uh. That Lavis, I came back from dinner in the garrison. Acoste swallowed as he saw the unidentified substance on the table on the plate. In fact, he tried his sister's dark cuisine a long time ago, and that day he didn't hang up and vomit and diarrhea to see the god of death, Kranvo. After that, the daily meals were actually made by Acoste himself the day before, and then his sister at home could eat it the next day.

"Oh, no! It took me a long time to finish. You've got to eat it all for me. As soon as Lavis saw his brother shirking, he immediately stared at him with big eyes and puffed out his cheeks. Isn't it that you're going to waste a little money, and I'll tell you that this is the ingredient I bought for 5 silver coins. ”

"Okay, okay." Yacoste saw that he was in a catastrophe today, so he had to sit on the stool tragically, and Lavis was obviously not going to leave Yacoste behind, and stayed in Yacoste's arms to supervise the other party's meals throughout the whole process, and from time to time he picked up the spoon with his little hand to feed his brother, such a warm gesture made Yacoste and his party shed tears from the tiger's eyes.