When Konstantin stepped in front of the barracks gate, the old marshal saw teams of soldiers running with heavy loads, these young people who were ** yesterday were now exercising themselves in full swing.

"I heard that His Excellency Marin specially selected many top-notch soldiers from his army as instructors." Link of the Svensson family was in charge of guiding him today, and the young man had entered the barracks the previous night and had witnessed the changes in these thorns overnight.

"Are they all young people who were sent to the north in the first place?" Konstantin asked.

He remembered that he had sent a lot of people to Marin, and now that they had returned to their homeland as soldiers, most of them would not have much affection for their former lords and hometowns...... In other words, there is no good feeling at all.

After all, it was the homeland and the lord who betrayed them, and Konstantin would not do anything to deceive them, even if the military department was not afraid of death, but in Konstantin's opinion, the only result of this was that the representatives of the military department were hanged on the street lamps by angry soldiers.

They are no longer from the Northern Kingdom, nor are they serfs, they are soldiers of Lord Marin.

Even if they killed the representative of the military department, and when the time came, Konstantin was not afraid of what the soldiers said, he was afraid of the killing intent from His Excellency Marin.

If this lord acted for his soldiers, Konstantin felt that this lawsuit would be fought on the side of the gods, and they would not be able to tell a reason.

"Yes, I have met them in His Excellency Marin's army, and you know that most of them are displaced freedmen or serfs sold by their masters, or poor people who have fled south, and their homes have taken root in Fort Carter, and if we want to do something, we are afraid that the guys in charge of this matter will be shot in the end." Link smiled a little regretfully when he said this: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency Marshal, I said a little too much. ”

"No one will blame you, if it were me, I wouldn't have done this kind of work that is likely to lose my head, life is still so long, why bother to kill myself." After saying their sincere words, Konstantin and Link walked to the side of the road, from which they could see the former admonition stand, which had now been transformed into a huge playground, and many soldiers were running in circles.

"Is this basic training?"

"Yes, training the physical fitness of these soldiers, our grassroots commanders are somewhat derelict in their duties." Link looked down, where the company commanders and regimental commanders he knew were being led around in circles by instructors from that army.

"Look at the strong bodies that those instructors have, and then look at our soldiers, the body shape is completely incomparable, everyone is from the north." Konstantin took a cigarette out of the cigarette case and lit it for himself, then tossed the cigarette case to Link: "How many times a week do you say they can eat meat?" ”

"At least one meal a day, and I've heard that they also have some specialties from Sidney's union and the Principality of Farol, such as Sidney's white bread made of refined flour, Farol's Tynan meat stew, and even fruit." Link pulled out his cigarette and gave an answer that seemed a bit backward to him.

"Fruit? I think there were a lot of them in southern Farol and Sidney. Konstantin thought of the fruits he had seen at the local market when he was on vacation in Farol.

In the north, such fruit is more expensive than meat.

"Yes, this point is not comparable to us in any way, and the black bread incident on the logistics side in the past two months has caused the soldiers to complain, and when His Excellency Marin's logistics troops came over yesterday, the cheers of our soldiers must have never been seen before." Link said this, and he and His Excellency the Marshal saw a group of house-bred goblins pushing several large buckets past them.

"Soldiers, can I see what's in the bucket?" Marshal Konstantin, who looked at the fort pattern that belonged to Marin's Fort Carter and knew that the food should have come from those southern cooks, asked with a smile.

The house-goblin at the head noticed Konstantin's appearance, and the little thing nodded: "No problem, but please hurry up, Your Excellency Marshal, we have to hurry up and send this food to the No. 1 playground, where the first batch of troops to eat and start training, and now it's almost time to rest." ”

"No problem, cuties." When Konstantin came to the first bucket, he opened it, and saw pieces of white bread one after another, a little white, a little whiter than the white bread in the so-called bakery near his house, which he had learned from the Seiko Bakery in Fort Carter...... No, there is no comparison at all.

"Link, do you have a feeling that this thing is whiter than the little girls' chest muscles?" Closing the lid of the barrel, Konstantin sighed and glanced at his adjutant.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but I haven't seen that kind of pectoral muscles until now." Link replied with a blank face.

His Excellency the Marshal was stunned for a moment, then looked at his adjutant, and then thought of the young man of the Svensson family...... I'm not twenty years old.

Although it sounded miserable not to have seen this answer, considering that he seemed to be asking such a question more excessively, Konstantin apologized, patted him on the shoulder, and led him to the second bucket.

Opening the bucket, Konstantin and Link saw one piece of meat after another, the red meat with white fat, as well as the tangy fragrance and perfect color, it was the salvation of the braised pork in southern Thailand, all the meatless and unhappy people, Konstantin covered the barrel, glanced at his adjutant, and then asked the house goblins: "Such a large piece of meat, two people in one?" ”

"No, one for each person." A few house-brow goblins in the cart said, with a happy face: "We all ate in the kitchen, it's delicious!" ”

"When I'm at home, I don't have such a big piece of southern Thai braised pork." Konstantin sighed at his adjutant.

This time, the adjutant who felt the same way nodded vigorously: "Yes, Your Excellency, I have never seen such a great Southern Thai braised pork at home." ”

So the marshal and the adjutant came to the third bucket, and looking at the heat that the lid could not stop, the marshal glanced at the adjutant: "We have seen bread and meat, and the next thing should be noodles." ”

"I feel that it may be a messy stew, this is what our northern soldiers like the most, His Excellency Marin has always been as good as a stream, the soldiers said that they wanted to eat, and he would definitely prepare it for the soldiers."

Then the Marshal stretched out his hand and opened the lid of the barrel, and what appeared before them was a vat full of venison broth, devoid of the scraps, but of fine cuts of meat and a thick broth that would satisfy the appetite at the first glance.

"I'm hungry." His Excellency the Marshal glanced at his lieutenant and found that he was staring at the oil splash on the broth.

His Excellency the Marshal clapped his hands: "Don't look at it, Link, let's go find Marin, and we'll have a meal with him at noon today." ”

So the marshal and the adjutant didn't care what the hell was in the bucket behind them, anyway, the more they looked, the more hungry they became, and the two of them, under the guidance of the gendarmerie, met Marin and the officers on both sides in the command post.

"You've come just in time." Marin sat in a rocking chair next to him, and for some reason he looked overjoyed to be a child again.

Konstantin walked up to him, and from him he could see the sand basin surrounded by people: "What's the matter?" ”

"I asked my company commanders to start a company-level confrontation with your company commanders, who were attacked by my company commanders before, and they just changed positions." Although it has become smaller, the majesty of the strong man is still visible to the naked eye, and he beckoned to Jon, who was holding the notebook with a dead face: "Jon, it's just right, you come to introduce the previous battle situation to His Excellency Constantine." ”

Konstantin listened to Jon's introduction as he watched the deduction on the sand table, and when the company commander's men had finished losing, he had also listened to the introduction.

In the battle of company-level units, every company commander on Marin's side was able to come up with a unique defense method, and use limited equipment and personnel to take the lead in the confrontation with units of the same level.

Moreover, their company commanders uphold the concept of cross-fire in the use of machine guns, and can always make perfect adjustments, often the cross-fire of two machine guns can kill at least a dozen soldiers in an instant.

But when they attack, whether it's smoke grenades, grenades or recoilless guns, they can eliminate the exposed machine gun fire points in the first place.

In this battle, where there was no smoke of gunpowder, Konstantin's company commanders were beaten badly.

After watching a few more rounds, Konstantin felt that he didn't have the face to watch anymore, so he cheekily mentioned the lunch issue to Marin.

"Didn't you eat, didn't you say it earlier, it just so happens that I have prepared food for everyone, and in the afternoon there will be company commanders of other regiments to receive command training, and I want to make these company commanders qualified battlefield commanders, generals and marshals will be strategic and operational commanders, and these company commanders, they will control the life and death of themselves and their soldiers, so I want to educate them and make them understand that the incompetence of the soldiers will only kill themselves, and they have the soldiers of the entire company in their hands."

With that, Lord Marin jumped out of his rocking chair and motioned for everyone to follow him, and Konstantin followed him with peace of mind.

His Excellency Marin today wears a thick robe and looks like an ascetic monk.

The only thing that could represent his identity as the red-clothed priest was the red silk rope, which was tied around his waist.

Well, considering that the doors of the church were not clear to him, Konstantin did not ask anything, and followed Marin into the large dining room behind the command post, and through the transparent door, Konstantin saw that many soldiers and non-commissioned officers were already seated.

Well, there are many soldiers Konstantin who knew him, and they were all excellent people who had received his signature and commendation.

"These soldiers were the best performers in the companies this morning, so they have the right to dine with me." Marin turned around and said, "I don't care what unwritten rules you Yankees have, I just want you to remember that we are just the ones who give orders, and these soldiers are the ones who really carry out orders, I don't ask you to respect them, but I want you to treat him as a person." ”

In the hallway, His Excellency Marin finished training the people, and then led the people into the dining room.

The appearance of the crowd caused the soldiers and non-commissioned officers to stand up in a hurry, and Marin pressed his hand: "Sit down, soldiers, we are all delicious diners here." ”

After letting the soldiers sit down, Marin led the men to the bench that had just been put together, and one after another of food was brought to the table that looked and smelled like Konstantin's olfactory system screaming.

Konstantin sat down on the left side of Marin, and as soon as the old man sat down, he saw two house-goblins pushing a wine cart and came over: "Your Excellency Marin, do you need wine?" ”

"A small cup for the gentlemen, in the afternoon they still need training, Marshal Konstantin can have more." After Marin finished speaking, he took the cup that belonged to him, he stood up, held the cup high and looked at the soldiers: "To everyone! I hope to see you here every day. ”

The soldiers stood up and raised their glasses with Marin, and considering that Konstantin didn't smell much alcohol, it was obvious that the glasses of the soldiers would be something else.

Marin drank the wine from his glass and motioned for the soldiers to sit down, and then he also sat back in his seat: "Everyone, don't be inhibited, remember, fighting in the trenches and fighting in the city are completely different things, and then we will go south and liberate those towns occupied by Chaos, only by completing the training and having a strong body can we complete the battles assigned to you every day, sweat more on the training ground, and less blood on the battlefield." ”

The company commanders claimed yes and then, at the signal of His Excellency Marlin, began to merry the wind, and Konstantin saw that his lieutenant was also in the wind, and the young men of the Svensson family ate like a starving ghoul.

Is it really that delicious?

Taking the wine handed over by the house-goblins, and touching their heads as a thank you, Konstantin put down the cup and picked up the knife and fork, ready to cut open the meat on the plate in front of him, this meat should not be beef but a standard salo beast It looks quite old, which is already feeling a little hurt for the old man who is used to three matures.

But when the knife cut into the piece of meat, Konstantin was surprised not to feel the sensation of the knife entering the flesh, and the meat that had been cut like butter emitted a multicolored light, and the old marshal picked up a piece of meat with a fork, and for a while he struggled with his thoughts, and finally he could not resist the fragrance and put it in his mouth.

Well...... The taste buds are exploding, burning, and eating like garbage and wax stone before crying about their lives.

Konstantin, you won't live in vain if you eat this piece of meat in your life!

Old Konstantin was feeling what it meant to melt in his mouth, and his adjutant had already raised his hand: "Please bring me another steak!" ”

My lieutenant, are you a starving ghost?!

Konstantin sighed as he swallowed the meat on his plate in one gulp, then raised his hand in the same way.

"Can I stay here for the rest of my normal life, Lord Marin." His Excellency the Marshal has the most professional opinion on how to eat reasonably and reasonably.

"Of course there is no problem, my old friend." Lord Marin replied with a smile.

Nodding, the old marshal glanced at the young adjutant who was still in shock and raised his eyebrows.

Oh, young man, learn a little more, your days are still long.