The Primordial Wizard

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Leon was carried by several people with chairs and came to the square. Although he wanted to stand up, after a few attempts, his waist was really not allowed, so he had to sit down and direct the crowd to wait for the selection.

Ansesta looked at the people gently and organized them to line up to accept the selection. His selection method is very unique. As long as it is a great guy of the right age, he will perceive each other with compassion.

The knight's heart has a strong power to discriminate will. When his compassion enters the opponent's body, he will feel the opponent's emotions and discriminate the opponent's will.

He needs to look for people who are loyal, honest, strong, have a good eye and obey management. Therefore, all cunning, stinging people, knowledgeable people, and people who are too courageous or too young are not allowed.

This is different from choosing a knight. What a knight needs is virtue, the flash of personality, and the recognition and execution of the creed.

Soldiers are different. Soldiers need obedience and energy. The more honest and honest people are, the easier it is to become a good soldier.

He selected a total of 200 musketeers and 30 artillery, which corresponds to the number of firearms Ace gave him, 200 firearms and ten horse-drawn artillery.

In the northern military barracks area, the autumn sun is still hot. Two hundred and thirty recruits are wearing standard military uniforms, standing in a queue, sweat slipping from their faces, tickly falling to the ground.

"Take your abdomen, raise your chest, raise your head, raise your hips, look forward, and spread your shoulders back. Don't whisper!"

Ancestral roared sternly. He patrolled every recruit, stared at them, and even shook them deliberately. As long as anyone changes his movements, he will be served by the long-awaited Xavier stick next to him.

Ancestral believes that he has mastered the essentials of Master Ace, and Master Ace believes that the primary purpose of military training is to cultivate a sense of obedience and a sense of collective honor, so as to achieve uniformity and command.

He also agrees with this. A group of good soldiers must be soldiers who follow the command and advance and retreat properly. If you want to use a musket proficiently, just a few months is enough, and more is to train the soldiers' obedience.

A squad of ten people, one squadron of fifty people, one squadron leader, an artillery squadron of thirty people, two hundred and thirty people formed a squadron, one squadron leader, Ancestral He was the first captain.

Recruit Carlo is already black and swollen. He is a barbarian warrior, whose real name is Dokam. When Ace initiated the trend of changing customs, he immediately changed his name to Carlo in the common language.

He clenched his teeth and persisted, not daring to move again. The training discipline was very strict. A little carelessness was just a stick and wait, he didn't want to experience it again.

And if he is punished again, don’t want to eat meat for dinner today. The sun is gradually swaying west. Ancestral smiles as he looks at the bruised and swollen recruits. There are almost 14 soldiers for dinner. Don't want to eat meat, it's almost there.

"Everyone will hold on for another hour. The dinner is being made. Tonight will not only have white bread, lettuce soup, but also grilled pork chops! Soldiers who don’t have meat should stick to it. If you are punished again, you will have no meat tomorrow!"

Listening to Ancestral's words, the silent barracks made a sound of swallowing and eating meat all over, which was almost a dream for most soldiers.

Carlo looked ahead. He had been standing all day, and the chance of getting beaten ten times a day was used up. If he was beaten again, he would have no chance to eat barbecue!

But his whole body muscles are already stiff, and his body is a little bit of constant use. The sweat is sticky, which makes him feel uncomfortable. It would be nice if he could jump into the Runguang River and take a bath.

Although his eyes seemed to be looking straight ahead, his heart was floating, and the barbecue appeared in front of his eyes, saliva was secreting, and his stomach was gurgling.

Puff, a soldier next to him suddenly sat down, panting heavily, as if a domino was pushed down, and several others sat down. The sky was already gloomy, hasn't an hour passed? ?

As he was thinking, Xavier dragged a few people aside. There were no sticks to serve this time, and their barbecue for dinner was gone!

Fortunately, I didn't move. The sticky sweat and sore muscles reminded him that he might be reaching the limit.

As Ancestral clapped his hands to announce the end of today's training, Carlo lost his eyes and fell to the ground.

"The intensity seems to be a bit high. Adjust the training intensity tomorrow. Two-thirds of the people will not be able to eat barbecue. A little too much." Ansesta murmured.

While Ancestral was training recruits, Dana led a group of wizards and apprentices to the mouth of Runguang River not far from the sea. This is a natural harbor. She took Ace’s order to build a place here. Port and dock.

Donna’s father, Borg, also came with his apprentice. Before doing business, he had spent a long time in the docks and docks of Zimali Port. He was a sailor and an apprentice in shipbuilding. He was the only one in the entire territory who knew better about ports, docks and shipbuilding. People out.

At the south gate of Yeguang City, Betty is leading a group of apprentices, using mud to stone to make large flat bricks suitable for paving.

"Everyone, work harder. As long as we pave the road between the south gate of Luminous City and the future port, we can earn one hundred social practice points! With the points, we can go to school, exchange spell models, and exchange knowledge. !"

The apprentices were using some of the submerged mud into stone, and Carlosso felt like he was going to vomit. The reason why he chose Betty was to change spells. He thought he would use fire elemental spells to strike iron. Make stone bricks!

Carlosso said to Ballina next to him: "Bolina, I swear, when I get this point, I won't use the secondary mud to stone and the secondary fossil to use mud spells again!"

Polina happily used secondary mud to stone ~www.novelmtl.com~ to convert mud bricks into stone bricks, and said to Carlosso:

"I don't think you can do it. There is no simpler way to earn social practice points than turning mud into stone, and our territory will inevitably flood into more people in the next few years, which means more construction!

Just like the Master Fire Bearer said, magic is the primary productive force, and turning mud into stone is the primary productive force of construction! "

Carlosso curled his lips, the scar on his face trembled slightly. He did not deny that Polina was right. Although life is peaceful and good now, all this is different from what he wanted.

"There will definitely be more opportunities for hunting monsters in the future. I want to fight monsters and goddess. A true gladiator will not always be a mason!"

Carlosso flexibly laid the stone bricks with his magical hand and said to Ballina.

"You wizards, there are always so many violent thoughts, isn't peace not good?" Polina replied somewhat dissatisfied.