The tent built in winter is not only a triangular hut supported by thick tarpaulin, but also a thick layer of felt on top of the tarpaulin, and the inside of the tent must be covered with pine and cypress branches or logs, and then covered with thick suede skin mattresses, as well as a sleeping bag with excellent thermal insulation effect and good workmanship.

Almost all of the reserve knights brought by Carl were from wealthy families, so they were very well prepared for the cold.

It's just that they have some sophisticated equipment, and their ability to live in the wild and their hands-on ability are very lacking.

There were few trees in the barren land, and they could not find pine and cypress branches, so some reserve knights simply ran to the village below, and directly carried back the wheat stalks from the haystacks in the village, and spread them in the tents with a smile.

The villagers of Wall Village knew that they were reserve knights and were destined to become knights in the future, and for a while they hid in their own houses, watching this group of robber-like young men carry the wheat straw away.

The reservist knights set up their tents in the open space next to the police station.

The police station was originally a piece of limestone, but the craftsmen of Wall Village flattened such a large piece of limestone and built a small two-story building based on this limestone, so it became the current police station.

The place chosen by the reserve knights to set up their tents happened to be a flower bed specially leveled for planting flowers.

The soil here is relatively shallow, and the bottom is all limestone, and the fixed tent is wedged into the permafrost with an iron drill, and then it is impossible to penetrate it at all.

Fearing that the tents would be blown away, he moved some stones from the cistern and pressed them around the tents, and was busy until it was completely dark, and then the ten tents were built.

Originally, the village of Vol had prepared dinner, but Surdak wanted to see the survival ability of the reserve knights, so he did not ask the old village chief to bring the broth and wheat cakes, but let them cook the marching rations themselves.

The way to eat the marching rations is also quite simple, just find shelter or go directly to the tent, unfold the magic scroll and spread it on the ground, and then set up an iron pot and pour some water to boil. Then pour the powdered marching rations into another iron pot, add a small amount of water and stir into the batter, and then pour it into the iron pot where the water is boiled, and the viscous batter is finished.

Apparently these reserve knights did not eat the marching rations.

The marching rations on their bodies have always been the furnishings in their bags, so although the cooking method of the marching rations is very simple, there are frequent situations during the cooking process, and the good marching rations are burned to the bottom, and the whole camp is filled with a pungent smell of paste.

At this dinner, the young reserve knights ate very badly, some of the young reserve knights vomited after two bites, and some did not eat at all.

They are usually pampered at home and in the college, but now that the conditions are a little more difficult, they feel very uncomfortable.

In the academy, they learned how to quickly rise through the ranks, but once they left the academy, it was as if everything had to start all over again, and everything outside was brand new......

By the time the group of reserve knights went to sleep, they had already tossed themselves sleepy and tired, and they had not prepared hot water to wash, and their green faces were scorched black, and they couldn't wait to get into their sleeping bags and fall asleep.

No one even cared that the horses were still saddled, and no one had a special shelter for the horses, so Surdak acquiesced to the militia battalion helping them take care of these precious horses, at least so that they could eat a mouthful of forage.

……

The militiamen washed all the iron pots in their camp that had not had time to be washed before they froze into ice mounds, and the burnt marching rations were not wasted in the stomachs of the militiamen.

It was not that the militiamen had not eaten dinner, but that they had lived in a barren land, and that they had lived a hard life, and when they saw someone spoiling food so much, they thought that they could not waste it anyway, and a militia member of the militia battalion poured the burnt marching rations into the clay pot, added some water and boiled it again, and beckoned the other militiamen, who had not yet slept, to gather together in front of the fire and drink the burnt gruel.

Surdak walked up to them, crouched down and looked at the brown porridge water in the clay pot, and asked, "Can this thing be eaten?" ”

The militiaman laughed and his face was full of wrinkles, and said bluntly: "It's a little bitter, but the taste of this porridge is okay, if these are left in the iron pot and frozen overnight, one by one they will freeze into ice lumps, tomorrow morning these knights may not be able to find a usable iron pot, we want to help them wash the iron pot, it would be a pity if these porridge are thrown away, Lord Baron, you see, there is meat in it, there is salt, the taste is like cereal porridge with salt, in fact, it is not unpleasant at all!" ”

Another militiaman smiled at Surdak and said, "When the dry season comes, we have gnawed on tree bark and eaten grass roots, sawdust and moss, but those things don't taste as good as these porridges." ”

"Lord Baron, we ate this with their permission, and we helped them clean up the iron pot and the campfire...... "One of the militiamen, worried that Surdak thought they were stealing food, quickly explained.

Surdak stood by the campfire, looking at the lean militia, and under the firelight, they looked at Surdak with nervous expressions.

"Now that I have joined the militia battalion, my promise to you is that you will not experience the great famine of the past, and remembering this day of starvation will be the most precious treasure in your memory in the future!" Surdak said to the militiamen.

……

After a night of strong north winds, the reserve knights set up ten tents, and four of them were blown away by the strong wind in one night, and the young men hid in the tents of the other knights, and stayed until dawn, when they came out of the tents and looked for those that had been blown away by the strong wind.

If it weren't for the militia from the militia battalion running out to help clean up the mess, this group of reserve knights probably wouldn't have been able to pack up all morning.

Breakfast was provided by the village of Wall, a large pot of vegetable porridge and a bag of whole wheat bread, these reserve knights were also hungry all day, and they hadn't eaten much last night, so they naturally devoured these breakfasts.

Karl stayed at Surdak's house for the night last night, and after breakfast, he rushed to the police station early.

When he arrived, the reserve knights had already finished breakfast, and looking at the empty porridge bucket and the few whole wheat breads left, Karl said with emotion: "Their adaptability is okay, they can eat these things......

Surdak didn't think there was anything in this, and stood behind Karl and said, "When you're hungry, you'll eat everything!" ”

After breakfast, these reserve knights thought the water was too cold when they washed the iron pot, so they just poured the water into the iron pot and soaked it casually, regardless of whether it was clean or not, and put the iron pot in their canvas pockets.

A group of reserve knights sat in the courtyard of the security station, and no one spoke, all of them were dirty and demoralized.

Surdak stood up and said to the young reserve knights:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Our actions are just beginning today. ”

"For a long time in the future, we will march on the desert where no one is around, and we will live in marching tents every day, and the cold wind in the desert night will be stronger than here, and we will eat these unpalatable marching rations every day, and occasionally encounter desert bandits, facing the threat of severe cold and death."

"If anyone wants to retreat now, it's too late to regret it, it's useless to regret it when the time comes, but the time won't give you more choices, either you continue to follow us into the desert, or turn around and leave alone, I don't think it's a wise move to choose either way."

The young reserve knights looked at each other, not knowing for a moment what to decide.

Seeing the group of young reserve knights in the courtyard looking at each other blankly, hesitating how to choose, Surdak patted Carl on the shoulder beside him and continued:

"If anyone wants to return to Highlandsa City with Squadron Leader Karl, I will not stop them, but if you choose to stay now, then you will be my subordinate for a period of time in the future, and I will tell you how to become a qualified knight!"

Seeing that all the reserve knights had chosen to remain silent, Surdak looked at the rising sun among the mountains on the east side and said, "You still have two quarters of an hour to think!" ”

……

Just when the fifty young reserve knights of the guard battalion of the security station were having a hard time choosing, Surdak's cavalry battalion was also in a frequent situation.

These veterans were recruited from various villages by Surdak and the old village chief, each of them had rich war experience, but they had been struggling to live in the barren land for several years, and these years of hard life seemed to have sharpened all the edges and edges of their bodies, and many of the veterans were not cavalrymen in the barracks before, and they were not very familiar with horses, and their riding skills were also very average.

Surdak didn't know how to ride horses in the hoplite regiment at all, and then asked the veterans who were skilled at riding how to get along with their horses, and most of the veterans chose to spend the night in the stable, hearing that sleeping with the horses could dispel their vigilance, and it was obviously not as good as expected.

In the morning, the veterans of the cavalry battalion wanted to take their horses out of the stables and go for a ride outside the village, but they did not expect that they would still make people turn their horses on their backs in the village square......

If it weren't for the appearance of the ogre Gulitham, the riots would probably continue.

Whether it is a war horse or a camel, there is only a prostrate part in front of the ogre, the ogre Gulitham knows the dilemma faced by these veterans, laughed and said to those veterans: "You should not be used to these horses all the time, carrots and sticks can make them obedient and honest, blindly pleasing them, will only make them think that you are a bully, you must use your behavior to tell them, your bottom line ......'

Surdak rushed to the village square, and happened to hear Gulitum say such a paragraph, he was a little speechless, the ogre Gulitum has been in the human world for a long time, and it seems that he has also begun to learn to think about problems with his brain, and he has begun to be less upright!

……

What Surdak didn't expect was that the young reserve knights, and I don't know what they thought, just when the large army was about to assemble, these young reserve knights found Surdak and said that they would stay in Vol Village to receive the next rigorous training.

Although Surdak was reluctant to accept these knight academy students, there was no better reason to get rid of them at this time.

They could only pack their bags and prepare to set off with the large army.

This time he entered the desert to exterminate the bandits there, and Surdak planned to let Samira stay.

In any case, the current village of Wall needs someone to stay, this time Surdak also gathered the militia in the militia camp, she can still stay in the village to train these militiamen, at least let them improve their bow skills, Surdak brought back a batch of alloy bows from the Hirlanza Quartermaster Logistics Office this time, and this time the preparations were distributed to these militiamen.

Andrew, as the commander of the cavalry battalion, needs to run in with the veterans of the cavalry battalion of 200 people, and everyone is not very familiar with each other......

Gulit Term naturally wants to follow Surdak into the desert, recently the ogre may be a camel or a sheep or something to eat too much, he heard the hunters in the village say that the wind wolf meat in the wasteland is sour, suddenly on a whim, want to use the wind wolf meat to make soup and drink, follow Surdak early, not an inch!

So much so that Surdak couldn't say goodbye to Selena quietly in private.

The embarrassment of the militia, reserve knights and cavalry battalion veterans of the village of Wall fell in the eyes of Viru in the slightest, Surdak was too busy to stop these days, and Viru never found a chance to talk to Surdak alone, but he was very patient, he had almost walked all over the village of Wall in the past three days, standing at the highest point of the cistern, with a bird's-eye view of the entire mountain col.

I also went to the river bends and tidal flats downstream, and saw the artificial canals built by the kobold slaves and the large areas of land that had been reclaimed.

See the neat townhouses and straight cement roads in the village of Wall.

Almost word for word about what Surdak had done in the past year or so reached Viru's ears, and the Surdak in front of him made him feel a strong sense of alienation, the familiar person in front of him, the best friend who could completely hand over his back to him on the battlefield, was now so strange.

When did he suddenly have such vision and ability......

But when he saw Surdak's face, his honest and brave eyes, and the scar that peeked out of his neckline, it told him that the person in front of him was the Jonbach he knew, no matter what...... It's good to be alive!

Viru gripped the searing bow that hung over his shoulder, and at the moment he was a little eager to fight, perhaps only the battle could awaken their memories of the past......

The mercenaries in the rowhouses at the front of the village were ready to go, and they were tethering their horses to the big tree at the entrance of the village, and they were doing their morning exercises in the snow outside the village.

The brand-new cavalry battalion in the village square also marched out of Wall Village in a queue......