The south gate of Muni City is full of people coming and going, and it is very lively.

A stone street full of blacksmiths and leather workshops followed the terrain upward, and to the east of the city gate was the southern camp of the military camp of the city of Munny.

Because the war was in the south, the southern camp has been the main camp of the army in Muni since the beginning of the war. After several expansions, it has now become a giant beast entrenched on the southeast slope. Lookouts and barracks stood tall and were bustling with convoys and soldiers.

Especially in the past two days, the South Gate camp has become the center of attention of the people of Muni City.

First, the day before, General Fano had led the Mooney City Guard on an expedition. From early morning to noon, at the gate of the camp at the south gate, I only saw the infantry holding a long contradictory card, carrying a long bow, and carrying a sword at the waist like a long dragon, stretching endlessly. The cavalry rode on horseback, riding spears like a forest.

What is even more eye-catching are the fierce knights in fresh clothes and angry horses. Surrounded by the entourage, they traveled all the way, causing many cheers from the crowd and screams from the girls.

The current situation in the empire, the tragic battles in the south, affect people's hearts all the time.

Men and women, young and old, rich and poor, everyone hoped that General Fano and his Muni City Guard would turn the tide of the battle, rescue Archduke Adolf, and teach the damned Firetes a hard lesson!

Especially the refugees from the south even shouted hoarsely.

They had experienced war and understood better than anyone else what a cruel world it was.

The war has ruined the entire south. They watched their loved ones fall in pools of blood, watched their homes be set on fire, watched their hard-working fields trampled by horses' hooves, and watched their beautiful hometown turn into scorched earth.

More than 100,000 people have died and millions have been displaced. It was already a blessing to be able to escape to the north. And in the south. There are also countless people of Solan, who are suffering under the brutal rule of the Firetes.

Officials in almost every town have been executed. The new officials are all from the local Philae. Those fierce and brutal guys with strange accents are more like demons than the filigree soldiers wielding butcher knives.

The men were sent to a forced labor camp by them, and they were fed food that could not even fill their stomachs. Doing the hard work of refining bones and boiling oil. The slightest rest or resistance will be whipped to the flesh. The women who are a little more attractive have become slaves to their lustful pleasures.

The entire southern sky was shrouded in terrifying dark clouds, and people did not even dare to breathe in the atmosphere.

There is no law, and there is no mercy. Men were executed at the gates of the city for a variety of reasons, rows of corpses, gallows hanging from the gates, execution pillars at the bridgeheads, and trees on the side of the road a little farther away. Attract an overwhelming number of crows and vultures.

I always hear people from the south talk about it. Whenever they think of the qiē they once saw, people can't help but cry bitterly, and they grit their teeth with hatred.

Therefore, even if they knew that the current situation was even worse, even if they knew that the Grand Duke of Adolf was still under siege, the city guards of Muni were facing enemies several times their own. Everyone still can't help but have that glimmer of hope. Hopefully, the Mooney City Guard will win a big battle and slaughter the Phillips. For this stormy country, for these traumatized compatriots, raise your eyebrows!

A hundred years ago. Solan is a hero who is invincible to the world and proudly establishes the country.

In that turbulent era, countless powerful people with extraordinary talents, countless famous generals, followed Grand Duke Solan. Across the continent, invincible.

Pompeii's legions could not stop them, nor could the Iron Hoof of Philae. Even the Holy See Knights, who claim to be invincible in the world, have repeatedly suffered setbacks before their soldiers.

One hundred years of peace. It was the Solan people who fought out of the strong enemies around them!

But when did this empire weaken to such a level and let others bully?!

No, this is not the St. Solan that people think of! This country, no matter how weak it is on the surface, still retains that indomitable and glorious in its bones.

Never underestimate the Solans. No one knows when the bloody nature in the bones of the Solan people will burst out with irresistible strength! Just like the founding war a hundred years ago, just like the city of Medin not long ago! Everyone is looking forward to General Fano to create a miracle!

At the same time that Fano and the Muni City Guards who went out to fight left, it was also the day when the students of the three major training camps entered the camp to report.

For these future knights of the Empire, the enthusiasm of the people is no less than the concern for the departure of the Mooney City Guard.

The residents of Muni City were originally fans of the three major training camps. Not only do they know every star student well, but also, for the sake of their own camp, they don't know how many quarrels and fights they have had with each other. Everybody treats these children as treasures.

And outsiders, including refugees from the south, are no strangers to the three major training camps.

Among the five principalities and provinces of the empire, only the main city has three major training camp branches. In a year, there are only one or two thousand young people who can be admitted to the three major training camps. For a principality with a population of tens of millions, it can be called one in a million.

And these children are all geniuses who have condensed the battle ring before the age of eighteen.

Each of them, placed in other knight academies or lords' castles, is the focus of training. The future achievements are definitely not comparable to the cadets of the ordinary knight academy, the cavalry non-commissioned officers in the army, or those mercenaries who only condensed the battle ring at the age of twenty or thirty.

Therefore, even hundreds of kilometers away, even in the most remote and closed corners, people know the names of the three major training camps. Knowing these students is the future of Lulian and the representative of the younger generation of Lulian. Whenever I talk about these students, I am also full of pride and pride.

If in the past, the attention to these students was only focused on their achievements in the inter-camp challenge, their talents, strength and even some lace news, then now everyone is concerned about themselves!

Because, from today onwards, they will no longer be the students who are locked up in the academy for training, and they will no longer be carefree teenagers. They will step into the barracks. Become a soldier at this time of the greatest danger for the Lurians, at a time when countless Lulians need protection. Shoulder the duty of defending the Empire!

Over the past three days, more than 6,300 trainees from the three major training camps have reported to the South Gate Barracks, either alone or in groups. The rest of the people who did not come to report were temporarily exempted from entering the camp according to the imperial decree because of special circumstances such as the only child in the family and the origin of other provinces.

These youths. All of them have the strength of the first order of Douqi, and many of them are mysterious and powerful magicians. In the eyes of people, with a little training, this is an invincible army. Six thousand three hundred knights are stronger than an ordinary army of tens of thousands of people.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still blazing.

Outside the barracks gates, the beating of the blacksmith shops on the streets, the hooves of passing carriages, and the chirping of cicadas in the trees could be heard from time to time.

It is now the last prayer time on the last day of the reporting period. The number of registration points outside the camp has increased from thirty at the peak. It was reduced to five. There was not a single student who signed up. Only a few sergeants in charge of reporting and a dozen onlookers were chatting.

"Captain Cummins," a middle-aged civilian with a rosacea nose asked, looking at a burly, dark-skinned sergeant under the shade of a tree, "you said that when these knights from the three major training camps have completed their training, can they drive the Firetes out to sea?"

Before Cummins could speak, he heard a hawker next to him interject, "Why not? Don't look at their age, but all of them have the strength of knights." Six thousand three hundred knights. That's the best of our Lulian. Even if there are two legions on the opposite side, they can't withstand the impact of so many knights!"

Hawkers are foaming at the mouth. On high ropes.

"Yes, yes. ”

"That's for sure. We have three major training camps, but they were established by Grand Duke Solan back then, and for a hundred years, they have been teaching and training, but they have never competed. This time, let Phillip have a good taste!"

"I'm afraid they won't be able to think of it, our Muni City. And such a powerful force. ”

People were gossiping and talking excitedly. Even the few sergeants who belonged to the aristocratic armed forces at the registration office nodded their heads. You know, a frontier army corps, plus logistics non-combatants. But more than 20,000 people. Among them, there were about 6,000 cavalrymen, and there were only 500 knights and 1,000 knights.

And the three major training camps, which concentrate the best young people in the entire Lulian, are more than 6,000 knights. What a power it must be.

On the battlefield, ordinary infantry phalanxes and cavalry, in the face of more than six thousand charging knights, did not have the power to fight back at all. As the hawker said, the impact alone can break two legions!

Only Cummins, smiling wryly and silently.

Now that everyone is on the rise, he doesn't want to sweep everyone's prosperity and destroy his prestige for others.

But in fact, as a member of the remaining troops of the Muni City Guard, the first-class leopard soldier of the empire who has really been on the battlefield, he knows better than anyone how big the gap is between these students and the soldiers who have really survived a hundred battles.

Having not been tempered by blood and fire, these students are just a piece of good steel of high quality. It's far from a good knife.

Fighting alone, ordinary soldiers may not be their opponents, but on the battlefield of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood and swords, they fight in groups, and their role is not much higher than that of the same number of soldiers. Not to mention the knights in the army who killed people like horses and survived a hundred battles.

More than 6,000 cadets played against 2,000 knights in the army led by a hundred knights, and if Cummins had to choose, he would not hesitate to choose the latter to win.

The only thing worth looking forward to is the growth of these young people.

As long as they have actually been on the battlefield, killed people, rolled in blood, and survived, they will quickly mature and truly become a sharp and deadly good knife in the hands of the battlefield commander. At that time, their role will be increased tenfold and hundredfold. Turning the tide of war may not be a myth.

However, these are the essence of the empire, if it were not for the fact that the situation had deteriorated to the point where it had deteriorated, who would be willing to kill chickens and take eggs, and let them be tempered with blood on the battlefield?

Even if you are willing, how many of the more than 6,000 people can survive?

What's more, Lulian's situation can't wait for them to complete the transformation. Being able to assist in the defense of Muni City is the greatest role they have in the camp.

A group of people chatted, imagining how more than 6,000 knights could kill the Feilie people, and the star students among the mathematicians were lively and happy.

As he spoke, the street resounded with the sound of horses' hooves, and a thin, long-haired horse panted as if it was about to die at any moment. Stopped in front of everyone. Immediately jumped down a black-haired boy, led a fat dog with a wagging tail, walked to the wooden table at the registration point, and said to a sergeant behind the table.

"Sir, Roy, a first-year cadet of the first training camp, reports for duty. ”

Report?

Everyone looked at the boy in amazement.

In the barracks, discipline and obedience are the most important. This. Even the cadets who have not officially joined the camp as soldiers know it. At this time of crisis, under the attention of all people, and in order to leave a good impression on the commander, most of the students rushed to report two days ago. No one is really stupid enough to come on the third day.

Before noon today, there were only twenty or thirty people who came to report for duty. During the afternoon prayers, there was hardly even a single person. And this kid is actually ......

Let's look at the corona clock next to it, there is still half a prayer hour left, which is the deadline for entering the camp. This kid doesn't take this seriously, does he?

"First grade?"

In charge of registration was a sergeant armed under the command of a lord. He glanced at Roy as he flipped through the roster with a frown. While reprimanding.

"What did I do for three days, and I only came to report at this time. ”

Roy, who was familiar with the traditions of the army, was silent, with a simple and confused expression, when he didn't hear it.

Cummins on the side was moved and looked at Roy carefully. As a sergeant of the Muni City Guard, although he spends most of his time in the barracks and in the field, he pays little attention to the affairs in Muni City. The name Roy, though. He'd heard it mentioned.

The battle under the city of Medin and the events at the Adolf Ball not long ago. Is it the work of such a thin teenager who looks a little tired and languishing?

Well, it should be him.

There are more than 300,000 people in Muni City, and there are many people who call Roy the name, but the first year of the first training camp is a black-haired kid. But that's it.

In the dark, the registered sergeant had already flipped Roy's name from the list of the first training camp, and only looked at the assignment notes at the back, and the corners of his mouth were hooked. Said contemptuously, "Logistics Guard." ”

As soon as they heard the sergeant's words, everyone present lost interest in paying attention and chatted again.

The Salvation Continent is barren and bitterly cold, the situation is difficult, and everyone is busy with their livelihood on weekdays, and rarely pays attention to things outside of their own lives. In addition, in this era, the scope of information dissemination is narrow and the speed is slow, and once they go to church once a week, they hear a few new things about the people around them, which is enough for them to talk about for a long time, so they don't know much about the teenager in front of them. Even if I've heard the name Roy somewhere before, it's just one of the countless topics, and if you turn your head and forget it, who will recognize Roy?

Among the three major training camps, the first training camp is the one that has received the least attention.

The students came to report, and everyone's attention was focused on the star students. What I hear and discuss every day is which star student was selected into the Knights, which one was selected by which meritorious knight in the army, and who would pay attention to a kid assigned to the logistics escort team?

Only Cummins is a little weird.

According to the rules established in the army, cadets are assigned and are divided into four levels. The first-class students are naturally the star students who are familiar to the fans of the three major training camps. These people were all selected into the Knights and followed the chief knights directly as squire knights.

The second is some students whose strength and talent are not excellent, but they are not bad, and their destination is also the Knights. However, as a reserve knight, he studied with the ordinary knights of the Order.

The third type is the relatively weak students. Among them, there are also many first-year freshmen. Where they went was the cavalry units under the command of the Knights.

The fourth type is the student with the worst strength and a bleak future. They went to many places, including cavalry squadrons in ordinary infantry battalions, peripheral low-level units such as the rabble, and non-combat units such as communications and logistics. It's all chores.

What makes Cummins strange is that if the black-haired boy in front of him is really that person, how could he be thrown into the logistics escort team?

You know, although the distribution orders are all issued in the army. However, it is based on the information provided by the three major training camps. If this kid is really the one who has made great achievements in the city of Medding, then, for that alone, the commanders will not be stupid enough to throw him into the logistics escort!

Could it be that I have recognized the wrong person?

Just when Cummins was confused, Roy's check-in was over.

The sergeant asked Roy to sign, tugged at the box beside him, threw out a uniform and an armband to him, and said, "Okay, get your things, you can report to the logistics guard." ”

Under Conston's gaze, the black-haired boy yawned sleepily, led the lean horse and the fat dog, and walked into the barracks gate.

The sun shone on his swaying back, and he also became lazy.

Looking at the back of the young man, Cummins, the captain of the first Falcon squad of the Fifth Brigade left behind by the Munich Knights, was thoughtful...... Happy Mid-Autumn Festival...... (To be continued......)