More than two hundred years ago, the sword saint Mihawk Ranmarok was arguably the most resounding name on the continent. Not only did the swordsmanship fail to meet the opponent, but also the battlefield did not encounter a defeat. At that time, he single-handedly pulled the Heilan Empire, which was about to collapse, back on track from collapse and defended half of the world, which can be called the first person in the empire. The emperor at that time made an exception and rewarded him as the first prince with a foreign surname in the empire, enjoying a hereditary duke and fief, which can be described as unparalleled in the limelight and the world.

But two hundred years later, Mihawk Ranmaroke, who inherited the greatest name of the family, received no help other than the family swordsmanship and his mother's expectations. Ever since his great-grandfather was on the wrong side during a regime change and was stripped of his hereditary title. The family is already scarce and has suffered heavy casualties, and if it weren't for the great credit of the ancestors, it is not without precedent for being directly wiped out, and the punishment of the empire not allowing the family to join the government and the army when they have a title, it can be said that there is no hope of turning the tables. By his father's generation, there was no longer any title. Even because of the incompetence of his grandfather and father, even the family's originally solid property was lost. Fortunately, in this generation, there is no obstacle to joining the army. His father, who was an alcoholic gambler all the time, gave himself the same name as his ancestors, hoping that he could live up to his reputation and regain his prestige.

But this name is almost the only thing left by my father.

Mihawk wanted to leave here countless times, not wasting time, after all, a reserve like theirs wanted to go to the battlefield, and they might have to wait for the war to break out again before they had a chance, but now the war has no match, and there are rumors of an imminent all-out truce. It's just that every time he thinks of the Empire's strict punishment for deserters, once he leaves, he can't afford the expectations of his family in this life, and he can't make up his mind.

Paul's rhetoric and the equipment and camp at the base level had given Mihawk hope, but months of training without even touching a sword, coupled with the disgust and rejection that was almost written on everyone's face, made the idea of escape come to mind countless times every day.

It had been three days since he had been ordered to move out of the camp where no one wanted to be together, and he lived with this group of guys who had just fought, and looked at the teenagers who were lying on the bed chatting hotly but no one looked at them, and Mihawk felt an indescribable irritability in his heart. It seemed that being constantly provoked was more comfortable, and Mihawk couldn't help but think of the words of Quirrell, who had fought with him on the day he moved in: "Since you moved in, I don't want to guard against thieves every day." Chapter 3 of the Law, we try not to trouble you, and we won't stumble on you behind your back, and you'd better stay away from us, especially my brothers, if you don't accept it, look for me at any time, I'll be on call, but if you give my brothers behind my back to shoot black bricks and black feet, then don't blame me for being unkind, understand? ”

Mihawk secretly slandered in his heart, how shameless and annoying I am in this group of people, I actually shoot black feet under black bricks, is the master idle. Mihawk, who was lying in the corner, hadn't said a word for two days, and Quirrell had apparently given the order, and the group of people had treated themselves as transparent people and didn't care.

Looking at a group of unhappy teenagers who were so gags, Mihawk was really rough in his heart, and he just hoped that Paul would blow the training horn quickly, otherwise it would be really uncomfortable to be treated as an air like this.

As if hearing Mihawk's prayer, it didn't take long for the horn of the assembly to be heard outside, and everyone had cultivated the consciousness of a soldier for several months, quickly dressed up, and came to the square to assemble.

Paul stood on the platform early, looking at the soldiers below who had been able to line up quickly after two months of training, and was also very satisfied, although it was still far from the battlefield, but at least, he could already be called a soldier. Paul yelled, "Boys, I'm glad that you have rested for so many days, and you are still the same as before the break, and you haven't forgotten our training, so I want to give you a few more days off." ”

There was a burst of applause from below, and it was obvious that the teenagers, after a few months of running-in, also knew the character of this chief, and they would definitely not be stingy with their passion when they should scream.

Paul waved his hand to signal quietness: "Of course, this is impossible, we have to enter the next stage of training, if the previous training on physical strength, queue, and discipline made you a qualified soldier, then what we are about to start in the next stage will be to make you, become a qualified soldier, become an invincible warrior, and become a fearful talisman for the enemy, do you have the confidence to make everyone afraid of our team?" ”

Looking at the soldiers below who were screaming wildly and full of passion, Paul's heart was full of pride, what was so difficult to start from scratch? Paul continued: "Well, in these months, you have had fights, gangs, and all sorts of annoying little actions, and I don't know that you were just children, but from now on, I will demand from you, as soldiers, that all the rules of military law must not be violated, and that if you are discovered, you will be severely punished, understand?" ”

"Understood!"

"Very good, I hope you let go of all the previous contradictions and dissatisfactions, from now on, I want you to trust everyone around you, I want you to be willing to give your back to everyone around you to protect, I will also make you a soldier who can protect your comrades-in-arms, protect your homeland, and protect everything you want to protect, do you have confidence?"

"Yes!"

"Then after the disbandment, take the squad as a unit to receive your full set of equipment, starting tomorrow, I will also slowly break up your current large and small configuration, and strictly follow the distribution of ten people in a squad, a hundred people in a squadron, and a team of three hundred people, and there are no officers among us, my personal soldiers will only lead you at the beginning, and then they will still be my personal soldiers. That is to say, I will select officers of all ranks from among you, the best of you will become officers before you go to war, I became a captain back then, but I have been crawling in the pile of dead people for three years, and you can stand there when you leave the training camp, are you ready? Take the first step in your military career and become the star of the stars? ”

"Ready!" Once again, the enthusiasm of the teenagers was aroused.

"So, disband, start tomorrow, finish the warm-up, and enter the official training."

The excited teenagers dispersed one after another, and the team leader received the equipment in turn.

Only Quirrell was horrified, "The previous one was just a warm-up?" The excited Kara Jason Kahn and the others next to him instantly cooled down, and looked at Quirrell in a daze, their eyes full of uneasiness and despair.

Mark looked at Paul who came down and said, "Playing chicken blood and pouring chicken soup, your brother is really ten geniuses." “

Paul smiled and said, "That's natural, I don't have any ability at all, can I still call Paul?" “

Mark looked at the teenagers below who were overshadowed by excitement and said, "So are you really ready to choose from all levels of officers?" “

Paul stretched his waist and said disdainfully, "They are simple, and you are stupid?" With such a group of 3,000 children, if so many officers could be elected, the Imperial Capital Military Academy would simply close its doors. “