In the early morning of February 26, the New Army barracks quickly woke up from the silence with a shrill whistle, and the dull and chaotic footsteps of "Dongdong Dongdong" continued to sound in the 20 recruit dormitory buildings, raising concerns about whether the buildings that had been rushed out of masonry and wood would collapse the next moment.

But the recruits who lived in it had long been accustomed to the feeling of the floor under their feet, and they quickly went downstairs to the large playground to assemble for a new day of training.

Three days after the instructors had built some rudimentary obstacles in a wide playground with sandbags and materials, and then they were asked to work in teams in what they called "street fighting tactics."

Among them, they have to take turns playing the role of the Red Army and the Blue Army, one uses normal equipment, but the bullets and grenades use a kind of training bullets that will leave white marks on the enemy's body when hit, and the other uses armor and swords and spears that I don't know where to go, and the two sides are trained to fight.

Despite the intensity of the training, the team leaders had to give all sorts of orders, whether to direct a salvo, or to have people throw bombs, or to have people block the exit of an obstacle with a rifle, or to have someone seize a high point of the obstacle suitable as a shooting point.

At the end of each training, the officers who watched the battle were to summarize and point out everyone's mistakes and ask them to correct them, and at the end of the day, they almost didn't even have the strength to take a shower, but the recruits who did not want to be eliminated as auxiliaries at the end of the training still tried to persevere.

But today, the soldiers of the first battalion of recruits, who had been prepared, found that the instructors did not immediately let them start their morning exercises as before, and a familiar and unfamiliar figure of the recruits appeared on the playground, talked with their commander for a while, and then a strange order was conveyed to several company soldiers on the playground:

"Commander Hart instructed that the three companies of the first battalion, the first company of the second battalion, and the two artillery companies do not need to conduct morning exercises today, now everyone will go to the cafeteria for breakfast first, and then wait for further orders!"

Although it was nice to be able to eat in advance, the soldiers of the New Army also had some doubts in their hearts, and after breakfast, they gathered under the orders of their commanders to receive weapons and equipment for training, and also equipped with the leather armor of the New Army that they would not wear in normal training, and then began to walk further west in the direction of the barracks.

"Hey! Soldiers, where are we going?"

In the queue of the 1311 class, due to the transfer of Bard and Pearlman to the chairmanship of the company committee, and the addition of two new faces, Wells also lost his previous conversation companions, and had to talk to the immature-looking Rhodes on the side.

"I don't know, but Wells, we're on the march now, and you shouldn't ask about these things."

At this time, Rhodes had been elected by Bard and Pearlman to become the soldier councilor of the 1311 class, and although he was still a little shy, the sense of responsibility in his heart still made him warn Wells.

"According to Deputy Commander Xia Lin, shouldn't you soldier commissioners answer all kinds of doubts for us in a timely manner?"

Wells pouted.

"But that is without affecting the normal military functions of the New Army, Private Wells, and we soldiers also have an important duty to implement the disciplinary regulations in the Infantry Conduct Code of the New Army, both for officers and soldiers!"

Blau, who had been elected as a soldier councillor along with Rhodes, warned in all seriousness.

His words suddenly made Wells frown, originally this Blau had a good relationship with him, but since he was elected as a soldier commissioner, his nose seemed to be about to go to the sky, and every day he was either looking for fault or finding fault, Wells really wondered why he had become friends with him before.

However, the Soldiers' Council had the power to enforce disciplinary regulations, and he would not think of arguing with Blau, so Class 1311 quickly quieted down.

After almost a month of training, the recruits were greatly strengthened, and after almost two or three kilometers on foot, they finally arrived in Dien

A clearing near the Si River.

To their surprise, manors and palaces suddenly appeared in such a clearing where birds don't, looking like the places where the nobles of the Middle East were rumored to live.

The six companies had reached their destination, and after assembling in an open field, Commander Hart appeared on a high slope in front of them.

Viscount Hart looked at the neat appearance of the new army, and a little expectation arose in his heart, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Soldiers! I'm your leader, Hart Colin.

Next, we will take turns here for a three-day street fight offensive and defensive drill training!

This street fight drill is different from our previous petty fights in the barracks, and it will be real knights who will not spare anything but cotton cloth on their weapons to prevent us from hurting us!

But don't worry, if someone is injured during the exercise, the Forces nouvelles will provide doctors and even potions for treatment, and I hope you will perform well in this exercise and strive to achieve the goals of our new army!"

Instead of wearing the ornate armor or aristocratic gown of the palace guards, Hart Colin wore the uniform of the New Army like several high-ranking officers of the New Army beside him.

I have to say that although the materials are a little inferior to his dress, the new army uniform is quite handsome to wear, so Hart Colin feels no bad in this military uniform.

After explaining the next training content to the new army soldiers and handing over the specific matters to Laiyin and the others, Viscount Hart came to a makeshift cabin not far from the exercise venue.

In the cabin, four other people, including officers sent by the Northern Army, were leaning back on the backs of upholstered chairs, staring at the screen suspended in mid-air.

In accordance with the agreement between the Empress and the Grand Duke, the military in the north did not interfere at all in the training of the New Army, except for regularly checking the accounts and expenditures of the 1,000-strong New Army to which they belonged, and giving candidates for the officers of the New Army.

Even the Second Artillery Company under their name has only one artillery gun until now, and the supply of artillery shells during training is often insufficient, and they have not reported any complaints.

It's just that they still have to participate in such a big event as a drill.

The remaining one in the wooden house was a court attendant sent by Emperor Pulit to observe the exercises, and his identity was not simple, it was Faith Louigne, the son of the eldest chamberlain of Babbitt Louis.

Emperor Plitter's physical condition did not allow him to work too hard, but he was very interested in the progress of the training of the new army, so he specially sent him to watch the exercise.

Among them, there are naturally a lot of influence from the chief of Babbitt, the princess Dorothea wants to win the support of the chief attendant, and the chief attendant also wants to see the strength of the princess's faction, and after the two sides communicate, Fes Louis appeared here.

"How? Your Excellency Fez, has this army caught your eye?"

Coming to sit down in front of the chair next to Fez Louiene, Viscount Hart asked casually as if looking at the light screen formed by the use of spells in mid-air.

"Although these soldiers are wearing only leather armor, I can tell that they are a strong army, but Viscount Hart, you have a lot of thoughts!

These things that you have commissioned the Royal Magic Guard to build in the past few days are based on the Eastern District, right? Aren't you afraid that I will tell your majesty the truth?"

Fes Louis said playfully to Viscount Hart.

"Haha, Your Excellency Fez, you Louis family should know that only if we are enlightened and have the upper position, you will have a chance to get the throne of the palace minister.

Earl Hurt is not as talkative as our Earl Cullen and Earl Stewart, he has long been eyeing the throne of the Palace!"

Viscount Hart smiled, and then offered Fez Louis what an enlightened man could offer.