"Boss, boss!" Robert excitedly climbed out of the barracks fence like a monkey, "I didn't expect this barracks to be much more interesting than I imagined!"

Due to the limited amount of money invested, the barracks now only unlocked the school field and shooting range, which can be used to train infantry and archers, and as for the horse farm and stables that can train cavalry, according to Speer's budget, he will have to invest twice as much money to build and use.

However, this is enough for now, because to be honest, there are no more than five horses in his territory that can be used as war horses.

Moreover, in this world, donkeys are still incomparably precious creatures, and the dream of forming a donkey cavalry may not come true.

Stannis pushed open the barracks gate, and the red dragon flag on a black background hanging at the barracks gate waved in the wind.

"Everyone, pay attention, stand in line!"

He and Radish walked in and saw Korodov trying to get a group of people to line up.

Because of the limited number of tents, the maximum number of people he could train in his barracks was 20, which was exactly what he had envisioned at the beginning of the streamlined number.

Seeing the lord coming, Korodov did not stop the training, but continued to practice.

Yes, there is the demeanor of Zhou Yafu's fine willows. Stannis nodded in approval.

However, these trained peasants did not have the demeanor of soldiers, they were all recruited from the villages below after the recruitment order issued by Master Romone, because the large barren and ownerless land was really not attractive to these people, so the government military system was not to be considered, so Stannis had to spend money to support the army, each of them was given a monthly allowance of two gold coins, and the equipment and lodging were provided by the lord.

Although this time it was a hand-picked selection of sturdy young farmers, it seemed that their loose stance was no better than that of their fathers, and they still stood in a magical 'S' shape in a row.

Korodov's face was as white as a pig's liver, after all, the lord gave him full authority for the training of the army, and it would be too much to say if he couldn't even stand in line.

Stannis didn't care, he didn't expect much from life after all he had been through, especially after seeing an old hen with a bunch of chicks walk past him in a line straighter than his army.

"Why are there still people raising chickens in the barracks?" he wondered.

A peasant raised his hand, "Lord Lord, this is my old lady who asked me to bring the drops, she said that she is idle when she is a soldier anyway, and raising two chickens can also subsidize the family." ”

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd, and an angry Korodov hurriedly raised his horsewhip and whipped the talking guy on the buttocks.

"Oh. "Stennis was as indifferent as if he had lost sight of everything, because the situation was the same as he had thought, and his army had no cohesion at all.

In ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, the reason for attracting a group of people to go out to fight is nothing more than interests, blood, religion, ethnicity, country, and ism.

Unfortunately, he couldn't provide any of that.

And to these guys who don't even know a word, only know how to dig in the field, what to promote, and why to fight, is like playing the harp to the cow.

Because even he didn't know who he was going to fight against, and until now someone had come to fight him, he couldn't lead this army of beggars to tease others like a war maniac.

After seeing that the queue was really unable to stand together, Korodov gave up his useless attempt. Then he asked the peasants to pick up wooden swords and practice with each other in pairs, hoping to save face.

Stannis was deeply skeptical.

Sure enough, how could those peasants who had never touched a sword in their lives be able to skillfully use their weapons to fight, on the contrary, they held their swords in fear as if they were grasping poisonous snakes, and as soon as the two swords touched, they screamed in fear and threw it to the ground, lest they hurt themselves.

No matter how Korodov roared and whipped his whip, these peasants still refused to let go of the battle, and thinking about it, the other side was either his eldest cousin or his little cousin, how could he bear to throw his sword in the face of the other party?

"I say, Knight," suggested Stennis, holding up his hand, "should we start with the spears in formation, rather than having them fight each other with their swords as soon as we come up?"

After all, in the era of cold weapons, the fastest way to pull up a large army is to give them a spear, and then with a little training, you can send them to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

So it is not for nothing that the spearmen / pikemen are so cheap.

"No!" Korodov loudly dismissed his suggestion, still stubbornly believing in the knight's way of saying, 'All battles begin with a sword'.

"If these men don't even have the courage to draw their swords in the face of the enemy, how can they be expected to win!" Korodov exclaimed.

Stanis shrugged his shoulders and said that everything was up to the knight.

After another half hour of training, the poor peasants or soldiers still did not make any progress.

Stannis has seen through the world with a light wind.

Korodov's whip-swinging hand was about to break, "You rice buckets, this is not going to work! I have to show you what a real sword is!"

"Robert!" he roared loudly.

Radishes, who were playing with the old hen and the chickens, shuddered with fright, "What's the matter?" he stood up with an innocent face.

"Come here, fight me with the sword!" Korodov commanded, pointing forcefully to the ground in front of him.

Robert looked afraid of him off, and he muttered and trotted over to pick up a wooden sword.

"I said let's just practice and don't get ......it all serious," Robert felt something was wrong in the middle of his words, because the big man in front of him was red-eyed and wanted to eat him.

"This ...... What is the situation?"

Korodov shouted loudly, "Now we are on the battlefield, fighting to the death!"

With that, he pounced on poor Robert with his sword like a beast, who had given up his resistance in fright, and with a cracking sound, Robert flew out with a scream and fell to the ground, the wooden sword that had just been whipped into his face and broken.

"See no, this is what happens if you don't work hard! There are no losers on the battlefield, only dead people!" Korodov shouted at Robert, who was fighting in the street, and then roared at the soldiers in front of him, "Now, pick up my sword and continue to practice!"

Stannis still watched his army undergo poor training with a look of dismay.

"Aren't you getting up yet?" he said to Robert, who was still lying motionless on the ground.

"I'm dead. "Radish to think of a reason for himself to be lazy.

"Oh. Stannis just answered.

Probably the day his mighty army set out...... It will never come.