novellk Chapter 67 Rogge's Training Methods
Chapter 67 Rogge's Training Methods
Gonders Fortress,
General Terry could no longer ignore the demands of the villages to conscript militia.
Besides Broken Po Village, yet another village has been plundered!
Dozens of villages outside the fortress,
It is the foundation of Ganders' taxation.
It is Lord Harald's money bag and granary.
If we allow these villages to be plundered one by one by pirates...
When the lord returned, he found only scorched earth and an empty treasury.
The first person to be held accountable will be the steward of this territory!
Terry knew his lord all too well.
If the lord were stationed in the fortress at this moment, the decisions he made would not deviate from his own in the slightest.
Previously, every step he had taken was entirely based on the interests of the lord and the territory.
But the problem is,
Now, the one who holds the power and bears the responsibility is Terry, not the lord himself who is far away in the Alliance Council!
If he remained entrenched and did not venture out, the pirates would have plundered all the villages outside the city.
Even if the fortress itself is completely undamaged,
He will also bear responsibility for the looting of the village!
He's the first one we need to deal with!
After weighing the options, Terry finally relented.
He allowed the garrison commander, Sigurd, to use some of his cavalry to harass the pirates.
Given the defensive nature of Ganders Fortress, as long as there are five hundred militiamen inside the walls, even if one or two thousand come, he can hold it!
With the steward's tacit approval,
Commander Sigurd immediately mustered his thirty-odd armored cavalrymen and led over a hundred conscripted militiamen out of the city to systematically search for and intercept the pirates.
As villagers from various villages gathered inside the city,
With more and more men available to reinforce the city's defenses, Terry's anxiety gradually subsided.
After several days of searching and confrontation,
Sigurd discovered that the pirates ravaging his territory numbered only about three hundred in total.
The strangest thing was that they neither moved closer to the fortress nor retreated, but kept pulling and tugging at the defenders, as if they were waiting for something.
……
In a dense forest south of Ganders,
Yalgodo of the Kare tribe sat on a fallen giant log.
With his thick, calloused fingers gripping a rolled-up parchment letter, Godot's brow furrowed into a deep knot.
This is a letter from Fieldsway's inside man, whose contents shattered his original plans.
Lord Harald of Ganders Fortress actually led half of his elite troops to attend the Alliance Council!
He stared at the handwriting on the letter, feeling a headache coming on.
The inside lord actually wanted him to ambush Harald!
Little did they know that he had already arrived at the back garden of the Ganders fortress!
He originally intended to ambush Harald!
But now that the main character is not here, Stan has used bait to lure someone in vain!
He considered launching a direct attack on the city.
But he suppressed the thought after it only crossed his mind for a moment.
The enemy's main force is now holding firm and refusing to engage.
Even if the enemy only had five hundred men guarding the city wall, they could make several times their number of enemies return empty-handed, let alone the fact that he only had two thousand tribal warriors!
These are the core fighting forces of the Kare tribe, the foundation upon which he established himself in the North.
He was unwilling, and absolutely could not, let his people suffer pointless losses in a meaningless siege!
Even if they could actually capture the fortress, the tribe would be severely weakened, making it a losing proposition.
The letter contained a detailed description of Harald's military strength, which gradually gave Godot a better understanding of the situation.
It seems the conflict between those opposition lords and that person in Mist-Covered City has deepened to such an extent that they've actually handed him a knife.
According to the letter, he already knew that Harald was about to return, and he didn't mind waiting a few more days!
Godot was no longer in a hurry to attack the city; he preferred to devour the enemy's manpower in the wild!
……
At a manor outside the fortress of Ganders, Rogge rented several unused barns as a temporary residence.
The idle granary was cleaned up and was large enough to house his thirty men!
That morning, just as dawn was breaking, Roger gathered everyone in the open space in front of the granary.
He wanted to give his initial group of followers their first lesson in becoming soldiers.
Under a large tree at the edge of the clearing, Virgil was slowly stirring the mutton stewing in a clay pot with a wooden spoon.
Bubbles continued to rise and fall, filling the entire venue with a rich aroma of meat.
The twenty-seven villagers, now new recruits, stood in three crooked rows, their eyes fixed on the earthenware jar.
They had all been eagerly waiting for this moment.
Roger stood at the front of the group with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the scattered men, and began to speak:
"I don't need to tell you what's simmering in the pot, do I?"
"Didn't you all enjoy the small amount of meat we got last time?"
The people in front of him echoed his sentiments, their faces full of flattery.
Roger raised his voice and asked again, "Do you want to eat?"
"think!"
Without Roger having to ask loudly, the twenty-seven people answered in unison.
But Roger suddenly changed the subject and sneered:
"Want to eat them all? No way!"
The noisy crowd fell silent instantly, everyone frozen in place, staring straight at him.
Roger continued, "There are over thirty of us, and only one sheep? Who's going to have a good time with that?"
"I'm telling you, this meat isn't for everyone!"
It's for capable people!
Someone in the group immediately asked with a grin:
"Sir, who has the ability to eat this meat?"
"Good question!"
Rogge sighed in approval, raised his hand to silence the commotion, and said, word by word:
"From today onwards, the twenty-seven people present will be divided into three groups."
The group that makes the most progress gets to eat meat first!
For the second group, eat as much as there is in the pot!
The group that made the least progress, go eat your black bread! No soup allowed!
"We only stew half a lamb each day. Whether we get to eat meat or not depends entirely on how hard everyone in your group works!"
"Don't let everyone else be eating meat while you can only smell it!"
"yes!"
……
Using his Eye of Insight, Rogge divided the twenty-seven people into three groups, each with roughly equal strength.
If they want to win and get the prize, they have no choice but to train relentlessly.
The first thing Roger taught was standing in formation and standing at attention!
Rogge knew perfectly well that he knew absolutely nothing about modern military education.
But he knew the importance of strict discipline for an army.
In some situations, strict adherence to orders is far more important than the overall strength of the troops!
This group of villagers,
Deep down, their instincts are selfishness, disorganization, fear of pain, and fighting alone when faced with problems.
Once on the battlefield, the enemy cavalry would charge...
Their first reaction would only be panic, retreat, escape, and scatter.
They are just a mob that collapses at the first sign of trouble!
Standing at attention and practicing drills are never about who can stand straighter; they're about wearing down that instinct ingrained in them.
This is the first hurdle for them to overcome in transforming from "villagers" into "soldiers"!
Without training their discipline, even if Roger boosts their individual strength with experience candies,
If they don't change what's ingrained in their bones, they'll lose their lives in the very first round on the battlefield. No matter how strong their skills are, it's all meaningless!
Although it is said that only through battlefield combat can farmers become true elite veterans,
But if they die in the first round, they won't even have the chance to become veterans!
Rogge wanted to use some training to help them develop a sense of collective identity.
Through training and standing in formation, they were no longer farmers, but soldiers who could take up swords and go to the battlefield.
……
Roger patiently taught him from the very basics:
First teach them to distinguish between left and right.
Teach them how to follow commands and make uniform turns.
At first, the team was in complete chaos.
Some went left, some went right, unable to distinguish left from right, and the sounds of cursing and swearing rose and fell.
But everyone wanted to eat meat, and everyone focused their attention on Rogge's training!
However, after only half a day, this group of villagers, who previously couldn't even distinguish left from right,
They were already able to understand Rogge's instructions with some difficulty and make orderly turns and formations!
Under the sunlight, their foreheads were covered in sweat, but their backs were ramrod straight.
Even their eyes held a newfound determination they hadn't shown before.
They're making amazing progress!
When it was time to eat, a militiaman in the ranks shouted:
"My lord! I want to eat meat!"
But all three groups are about the same level. How can we determine which group has made the most progress?
……