Recently, the amount of snow has increased again, and the amount of snow clearing has recently been reduced to twice a day, and now the sky is covered with white plain, and the knights who are responsible for cleaning it are miserable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The heavier the snow, the colder the day, and the residents in Anding District have received urgent supplies from the military region in the past two days, at least two linen coats, although not thick, but put on two layers to more or less protect against the cold. And this is already the aid that the military region can get its hands on, and some high-ranking officers have even donated their own qualifications to obtain supplies.

In the training ground of 400 square meters, the training officer untied his shirt and beat the wooden stick in his hand, and encouraged and scolded the knights who were training not far away, as if being able to shout at the top of his voice was enough to provide him with heat, so that he could endure and ignore such a cold weather, although his exposed skin in the air had already frozen purple.

"Sell some strength recruits, run fast and sweat so that you don't feel cold! When you get to the battlefield, if you encounter an ambush attack or a chasing soldier or something, at this speed, you will already die under the human knife, even if you think that you can survive in this era, you have to train me harder!"

On the field a hundred meters away, the crowd of knights running in a queue shouted in unison, and responded highly, and then a large white haqi gathered into a fog above the crowd, and soon formed into a fine ice slag and fell, which was also brushed together.

More than ten seconds later, dozens of meters further back from the queue, there was a response that was much slower, and the voice was small and weak, and it could be heard that it was shouting strongly.

In order to... Stay alive...

Not only in his mouth, but also in his heart, he was still responding to the words of the trainer, and the short body at the end of the line stumbled off the runway and stepped into the snowdrift by mistake. Due to the heavy snowfall, only the necessary areas of the training ground were cleared first.

Sora pulled out his calf, and his ankle exposed to the air had grown from cold to bruising and blackening.

This boy, who was still a long time from adulthood, mixed in the team of a group of men, but did not have to wear the same armor that could protect against wind and snow as men, he was still in his original cloth clothes, and received no less than the amount of training of men, he followed the team as much as he could, and then gradually fell helplessly to a few meters away.

said that because of his size, he didn't have the extra energy and resources to make another armor for him, and he wasn't a knight himself.

He only received the primary combat instruction next to tall people, but for physical training, a child's body and bones, where can he keep up with the endurance of an adult.

Snowflake covered the trainer's beard with a layer of white, and watched as the knights under his management gradually completed their training for the day until they left, and then only the last "new knight" remained, returning from an exhausted "trek".

Sora knelt down three meters in front of the trainer, the moment his body fell, he once again felt the numbness of his lower limbs that did not belong to him, he supported the ground with his palms, the cold stones pierced his hands, and his panting face lifted up, looking at the trainer's feet.

He wanted to stretch out his hand forward, as if he wanted to climb it, he would crawl past, his shoulders were just about to move, but the feet in his field of vision were one step ahead of him, shortening the last three or four meters.

Sora coughed out a sigh that seemed to be unwilling, and his face hung back to the ground with his head of loss, and his forehead also fell against the cold ground.

"It's been a hard day, kid," the trainer said in a stern tone, with as much peace as possible, "It's only been a few days, but every single day, you've been able to close the gap is amazing, I remember the first day you were here, when everyone was gone, you were still lying a hundred meters away, and you were even a few laps behind, the only thing that didn't change was your patient expression." ”

"It's no exaggeration to say that even with those guys twice your age, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's the hardest worker," he said, pulling out a small bottle of ointment from his bosom and bending over his empty face, "This is what Grandma Sara lent me to bring you, and if you continue like this, your feet will be scrapped before you can keep up with the training." ”

The airside face collapsed on the ground, and even though he could feel the biting cold torture of the skin against the ground, there was only a little time he could use to relax his body. The small white vial was placed in front of the tip of his nose, it was not a special container for medicine, it was probably an extra part of the medicine.

"How much am I missing? today?" Sora was in a hurry to get the medicine bottle, but asked first.

"Two laps," said the trainer, "is half a lap better than yesterday, which is good, it's hard to see this kind of improvement." ”

"How many days do I have?" he asked again.

"The captain set a week, and it's been five days," the training officer hesitated for a moment before he spoke, "I naturally don't know what kind of reason you have in mind, what I can say, only you have worked very hard, can tell you how to do it, and you may as well persevere until the end, although this squad is the lowest training volume has been adjusted, but it is impossible for you to adjust it lower, otherwise it will slow down the progress of the overall training, rules are rules, and sympathy in front of rules never accounts for proportion." ”

The hand hanging on the side clenched unwillingly.

"If this continues, I still can't be taken in by this army. ”

"If you become a quasi-knight, you must not fall behind the training progress, you can't complete the most basic requirements, you can't be a knight, the knight is a product of strictness," the training officer turned around, "I also have my own affairs, and I stay just to complete the commission of Milk Sharo, that medicine, you use it secretly." ”

Everyone has their own business, after all, everyone is just living with themselves as the most master, especially in the world of this era, where there will always be infinite mercy of powerful people, for every difficulty you encounter to help you, all difficulties have to face in person after all.

Pursed his lips empty, staring at the sympathetic bottle of "alms" in front of him.

"The most lacking materials in the war, the third is weapons, the second is food, the first is medicine, and taking away the country's drug storage without permission is also to bear the charge, so you use it secretly, I don't know about it," the back of the man was left at the door of the training ground, "and every time I wake up in the morning, there are traces of the training ground gate being pried open, and I don't see it." ”

Listening to the trainer's footsteps getting quieter and quieter.

Is this the reality, the kind of thing that always goes against your confidence, the cruel and cruel thing in the world, always throws out a thousand frustration questions to stop you when you are about to take a step, even if you manage to overcome one, and the next, and the next, a thousand and hundreds.

Can......

"Brother, don't be afraid, I'm here. "In my mind, Urfa was holding his hand.

"Yes, I have you, you have me, I have made a promise in front of you......" he said in his heart.

However, you still have to be strong in the face of it, if you have already come to your senses.

Sora picked up the medicine bottle and got up, limped and walked to the next training ground.