Chapter IX Enlistment
Facing his father's sudden roar, Naxi was slightly stunned. After two years away from home, he heard this familiar roar again, and he felt a little moved.
However, Naxi still said unhurriedly: "I heard that our country may have a war with its neighbors, so I rushed back. ”
Mr. Roy was also stunned, and he scolded angrily at his wife, who was hiding behind Naxi, "Didn't I tell you not to mention this to him in the letter, why didn't you listen to me?" ”
Seeing his father's distressed appearance, Naxi put down the suitcase in his hand: "It's none of my mother's business, I found out about it myself." Yepharan is an open city-state, and big events like the conflict between the two countries have long spread in Yefaran......"
Before Naxi could finish speaking, Mr. Roy threw the worn helmet in his hand casually, lifted the small suitcase on the ground, and stuffed it into Naxi's hand: "Even if the war comes, nothing will happen at home." You hurry back to that Lan and continue your studies. Now the king's lackeys are pulling the strongmen everywhere, and most of the young people of the town have been caught in them. ”
Naxi broke free from his father's grasp, and he said, "If I go, will it be you who will represent our family on the front? ”
"You haven't even killed a chicken, and it's not a death to go up. Mr. Roy shouted, "If you can live this year." There are still few heroes in front of me, when I went with the militia to fight the thieves, you haven't quit milk!"
"Dad, I'm not the useless magician you think I'm right now. Naxi argued. "If I do go to the front line, I can use my skills to save my life. ”
"Phew, don't think that you went to the City of Mages for two years and your tail cocked, and you think that I don't know your previous glorious history. Roy said, "It took more than ten years to graduate from that damn liar, don't think I don't know what a magician is, is there such a bad magician in the world?"
Naxi felt a little embarrassed by his father's revelations, but he felt the need to let his father know his current strength.
Gently putting down the small suitcase in his hand again, Naxi clenched the star mistake in his hand, and gently wiped his left hand with a white light. The magic wand was transformed into a golden greatsword under the effect of the magic flow attachment.
It was the Sword of Heaven that Naxi had just learned from Angelo's notes. In order to imitate the magic from the Church of Light, it took him a lot of effort to learn this magic flow attachment technique.
Looking at the golden giant sword in front of him and his son's burly physique, Roy obviously felt that his son had really changed, and he was no longer the magician he used to be.
After several persuasions. Roy finally had to agree to allow Naxi to enlist in his place. After all, according to the conscription order, it is a young adult of appropriate age to enlist in the army. And not old people like themselves.
Before leaving for the army, Naxi continued to give most of the money he had earned in Yefaran to his mother. Mrs. Roy was frightened by the huge sum of money of the two thousand miles Buddha: "Son, this ...... Is the money all yours? Won't it be ......?"
Although Mrs. Roy did not say it, Naxi had already heard her mother's concerns: "Don't worry, Mom. This money is all earned by your son with his hard work, and it is definitely not what you think. ”
Seeing her son's sworn appearance, Mrs. Roy believed Naxi's words. She wrapped the money that Naxi had deliberately spread out on the bed and put it in an old iron box. After closing the box, Mrs. Roy said, "Then I will help you collect the money for the time being, and I will return it to you when you marry a wife later." ”
As soon as he heard the latter words, Naxi suddenly became a little unnatural: "Eh, marry a wife, haha, this matter is still far away." ”
"It's still far away? You don't want to think about how old you are today, if you hadn't stayed in Yefaran for the past two years and didn't come back, I would have found you a wife a long time ago. Mrs. Roy had already put on a straight face, "Anyway, if that bullshit war is over, you'll have to come back and marry me obediently." Can't you be single all your life like that old fool in town, do you hear that?"
"Got it, got it, got it. Naxi was afraid that his mother would be verbose, so he nodded sharply in agreement, hoping that this would ease the difficult moment.
With the enlistment order issued by the officer, Nasi followed the people who were also enlisted in the town to the camp of the Tarak Frontier Guards, not far from the Cheka. For the past few hundred years, the Tarak Border Regiment has been stationed nearby. However, after the outbreak of clashes from the Monria mountains, they left their camps and moved to the Monria mountains.
Among the teams with messy dresses, Naxi can be said to be the most laid-back one. Everyone else wore a variety of helmets and simple armor, but Naxi was still wearing the mage robes that hadn't been replaced. In his opinion, if there was a real war, magicians like himself would definitely be taken very seriously.
Nominally, this group of people was newly formed in the 2nd Tarak Frontier Regiment, but in fact it was a new regiment reorganized to replace the Talak Defense Regiment, which was almost wiped out on the front. The army could not let everyone know the news of the defeat at the front so quickly, otherwise the newly formed corps would have lost its morale before it reached the front.
In the noisy camp, the veterans with sad faces are arranging for these rookies to go to their respective camps. Now arranging these noisy rookies is the only task given to them by the above. Several clerks shook their hands that were almost numb, and for most of the day, they were responsible for recording the information of each recruit who enlisted.
Although there is not a lot of information that needs to be recorded, it is enough to choke them at the end of the day. Many of them couldn't even write their own names, and the clerks simply gave the gang a makeshift name in a vague country accent.
By the afternoon or so, most of the people had been placed in the empty camps, while those who reported late arrivals were crammed into a few barracks in very poor condition. Those ghost places hadn't even been cleaned yet, and the rats and debris running all over the ground reminded many recruits of their cow nests.
However, before he had time to rest for a while, the rapid whistle was remembered in the barracks of the Tarak Frontier Regiment. Urged by the veterans, these recruits, who had just sat down to rest, were forced to assemble at their destinations.
It took a long time for the procrastinating team to get in order, and the white-haired legion commander couldn't help but be angry when he saw all this. Although he was very angry about the chaos in front of him, he was also embarrassed to attack on the spot, and there was a bunch of recruits in front of him, and as a person who had come over, he was well aware of this situation.
"Quiet, I now give the floor to Captain Ronio. The tall guard yelled at the shouting phalanx. Many people involuntarily quieted down when they saw those stern eyes sweeping over them.
"I would like to say a few words, welcome to the camp of the Tarak Frontier Regiment, and from today you will be a member of the 2nd Tarak Frontier Regiment. While we are not the most elite army in Bohemia, we are also a legion with a glorious tradition. Do not forget your duty, your mission is to guard every inch of the Duchy's territory, and never allow the enemy to touch our borders. ”
Captain Ronio, who was not very good at speaking, suddenly got stuck, and seeing that dense eyes were watching him, he panicked and directly told him about the selection of the guard camp that was originally scheduled for the next day.
"Now I'm going to select some good seedlings from among you to form the most elite guard battalion in the Frontier Regiment, and those who are lucky enough to be chosen will be the glory of the Legion!" Commander Ronio almost shouted out the last half of the sentence. Such a roar directly shocked the people below, and everyone felt that the old man in front of him seemed to be very powerful.
Since they have all said it, it is not easy to regret it, and the only way to do this is to carry out the work of selecting the Guards Battalion.
Accompanied by the lieutenant, Legion Commander Ronio rounds his new men. Whenever he saw those burly recruits who might have good skills, he pointed them out. The lucky ones would be called out by the lieutenant who followed them, and the clerk, after taking down their information, would organize them into small teams of three hundred.
The 300-strong Guards Battalion would occupy one-tenth of the strength of the Frontier Regiment, and in Ronio's opinion, it was necessary to maintain such a Guards Battalion, which was much stronger than the other battalions. If it weren't for the desperate resistance of those Guards Battalions, he might have died in the mountains of Monria by now.
When Ronio came to Naxi, he glanced at Naxi who was dressed in a robe, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed: "What about your armor, why did you wear a robe to the Tarak Border Guards?"
"Report to the Legion Commander, I'm a War Mage. Naxi didn't think there was anything wrong with her dress.
"War Mage, War Mage, what's that?"
"The Mage belongs to the branch of the Mage, but it is different from the Mage. ”
"Oh, it's the scum who only brags all day long, and only pees his pants when it matters most!" Commander Ronio remembered something unpleasant, "I give those damn liars three times as much as the old non-commissioned officers, but they don't do anything, no, they burp when they can't do anything." I really don't know what's the use of scrap wood like you running faster than me at critical moments?"
After saying that, the annoyed Ronio punched Naxi in the chest, wanting to teach the recruit a lesson and at the same time stand up in front of the recruit.
Although the old general's swift punch made everyone around him pinch a cold sweat for Naxi, for Naxi, who had undergone countless martial arts training, this punch was nothing at all.
The mage in the magic robe ate the punch, much to Captain Ronio's surprise.
"Well, you're also qualified, and you're assigned to my guards battalion. (To be continued......)
PS: It's a little late, say sorry here.