Chapter 1: The Army's Chariots
The walls of Kareni at sunset are thick and cold.
This is Kareni, the northernmost city of the Norlan Empire, and further north is the United Kingdom, the empire's sworn enemy.
The city of Kareni was magnificent and tall, and as the strategic incisors of the empire, the entire Third Army was stationed.
Although the armistice with the United Kingdom is still in force, incidents of misfire occur almost daily, and in a city where even the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder, war may have broken out by waking up.
The bleak autumn wind swept up a few wisps of sand on the school grounds, and the training of recruits took place here.
As early as half a year ago, as one of the five most powerful countries in the Jialan Continent, the Nuolan Empire began to continuously expand its military strength, and the border Kareni City was naturally no exception.
Da-da-da-da.
Under the setting sun, a company of about 200 people broke through the wind and sand like a sharp sword, and walked around the school field with neat steps to do the last 50 kilograms of weight-bearing sprint training.
"Stop. ”
The company instructor gave the order, and the whole team stopped and stood neatly in less than three seconds, but after a whole day of high-intensity training, every soldier's face was inevitably a little tired.
The company was divided into four columns.
At the head of the third column is a child.
If you don't look closely, the height of 1.40m can easily make you overlook this kid who is more obvious than him in a weight-carrying backpack.
His name was Vega, and he was 11 years old far below the average age of the soldiers, who were around 23, and he was nothing hairy compared to the adults, but the ill-fitting uniform told us—
He was a qualified Imperial soldier.
The recruit training is nearing the end, and the recruit award ceremony will be held tomorrow, and the soldier who can persist in the devilish recruit training to this day without being eliminated belongs to the qualified imperial soldier who can be put into the battlefield at any time, even if he is an eleven-year-old child, no one dares to underestimate his combat ability.
"All of them, turn left and walk in unison. ”
After some reprimand, the instructor gave the order to march to the cafeteria.
"Hmm~"
Vega used all his strength to stand on tiptoe, barely able to see tonight's dishes through the 1.45m high rice window, and his immature hands pointed to the two vegetables and one meat that could not be named.
"What a wickedness. ”
"The Empire actually sent such a young child to the battlefield. ”
"Every time I see this child, I can't help but think of my 13-year-old Tru. ”
Vega listened to the discussion, his immature face showed no expression, and he quietly enjoyed his tired dinner in the corner, and the meal time was the happiest moment of his day.
Perhaps he was pitiful to others.
Joining the Imperial Army at the age of eleven, the child's body has to complete the amount of adult training every day, and the recruits may be sent to the battlefield at any time after graduation to lose their lives.
But Vega was unaware of mercy.
Vega's full name is Li Vega, and he is an authentic earthling.
9 months and 15 days ago.
Vega remembers that he was still at home enjoying the popular game LOL, drinking cold Coke, blowing the comfortable air conditioner, and by the way, his eponymous hero, the evil little mage Vega Thief.
Everything started to change after that game with a 0-30-0 record.
After fainting and waking up, he found himself an 11-year-old.
He is only 1.4 meters tall, obviously in the depths of winter, but he is wearing a tattered and not cold robe, and the rumbling of his stomach constantly destroys the nerves that grow under the national flag, when did he suffer like this, where is this?
Hell knows how he survived that winter.
Born in troubled times and orphaned, he almost starved to death on the streets of the city of Kareni half a year ago.
Does anyone have mercy on him?
The friction at the border has caused many street children on the streets of Kareni City to be as many as rice, and even if he is quite handsome, no one will pity him for a piece of black bread, and only the street children in the same situation can huddle together for warmth.
At the beginning of spring, it came.
Ignoring the obstruction and incomprehension of his companions, he chose to volunteer for the army alone.
Although the Imperial soldiers had good welfare and high status, the training intensity and elimination rate were also surprisingly high.
Vega knew very well that it was impossible to complete high-intensity adult training with the body of a child, and that the best outcome would be to be eliminated in less than a week, and that the most likely thing would happen was to die in training.
The instructor will not take good care of you because you are a child, the imperial army follows the most cruel law of the jungle, natural selection, survival of the fittest, which is also the reason why the Nuolan Imperial Army is famous in the Jialan Continent.
Now, half a year later.
He's still alive in this world.
With the body of a child, the soul cultivated in the greenhouse for 18 years, he actually completed all the training and assessment, and finally persevered under the high 70% recruit elimination rate, and achieved extremely excellent results.
He earned the respect of his comrades and instructors.
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The next day, at the investiture ceremony.
The instructor placed the rank of senior soldier and the badge of an excellent soldier on Weiss's body, and then gave a military salute.
"Soldier, the glory of the empire is with you!"
"For the glory of the Empire!"
Vega's right palm was raised to his temple, and the military salute of the Empire was no different from that of Earth.
"You are the best soldier in the company, and after you are assigned to the unit, you must not fall into the name of the company. ”
The instructor rarely showed a satisfied expression and wanted to pat Weiss on the shoulder, but Weiss's embarrassing height made him helpless and had to give a military salute again: "I wish you good luck and prosperity." ”
After returning a military salute, Vega stepped down from the award platform.
Vega stood up, glancing at the tailor-made official uniform and the Soldier's Medal on his chest, knowing that he had finally established himself in a different world similar to the Western Middle Ages.
Although there is a certain danger to the life of the chariot of the army, it also represents a higher status and status than the common people, not only do they not have to starve, but they can also receive a salary from the empire.
And unlike the rank of an ordinary regular soldier who is only a private.
After graduating as an excellent soldier, he started with the rank of senior soldier, which meant that he would not be assigned to the cannon fodder unit, but would be placed as an elite in the backbone unit.
What is the Backbone?
The backbone of the force means that as long as it is not the outbreak of a full-scale war, there is generally no need to participate in the war, although the border is not peaceful now, but the empire and the United Kingdom have not torn their faces, only a slight friction.
Vega finally ushered in his own spring.
Alive.
A smooth sailing life.
Traveling through another world and almost starving to death on the streets, Vega had only these two wishes left in his heart.