"Now, do you have anything else to say?"

Huck yelled loudly, asking the young man in front of him.

The young men's heads lowered in the face of such inquiries—in fact, they had been convinced since they saw Huck with a bow in one arm, an arrow in his mouth, a bowstring, and a ten-ring shot at a target fifty feet away.

In particular, after ten days of training, the slightest dissatisfaction at the beginning has long been gone.

"Since you have nothing to say, it is time for me to say - remember, before you have me, what I said is your rules, your rules...... Any guy who violates or is not satisfied, but can't cross me, I will personally send her out of my territory...... That's right, it's her, because a man shouldn't behave like that—that's why I'm going to whip her hard and kick her out of my barracks! ”

Huck looked around at the young man in front of him and said word by word, with a stern expression on his face, undoubtedly telling everyone, his words were serious, without the slightest joke.

And the solemn faces of the young people all show that none of them take this as a joke.

Because, after ten days of close contact, they knew very well that their deputy regiment commander was definitely not a person who liked to joke when he was training.

What he said was true.

And anyone who makes a joke is waiting to suffer!

As for a whip?

For these young people, they have suffered a lot in the past few days, and they are almost beginning to get used to it.

However, being called ...... 'she' was even kicked out of the barracks......

This kind of thing is unacceptable to young people.

You can't be driven away!

All the young people think like this--the things called 'honor' and 'dignity', starting with Dean and then guided by Huck, have already taken root in the hearts of these young people.

And it is this 'honor' and 'dignity' that makes them start to train harder.

Compared with the "honor" and "dignity" of the aristocracy, there is no doubt that such "honor" and "dignity" are more honest, true, and easy to accept.

Glancing at the expressions on the faces of the young people, Huck nodded inwardly - he knew very well that the young people in front of him were truly transforming into soldiers.

As for the previous militia titles?

Although the young men with such titles did belong to the Knights of Fecharon, in Huck's opinion, they were not soldiers in the true sense of the word, but just a group of miscellaneous soldiers.

Perhaps, there is some combat effectiveness, but that is only in the face of sporadic bandits and bandits.

If it is a real battlefield, I am afraid that after a charge, it will be a rout.

Having experienced that kind of battlefield, Huck knows very well what it was like.

Therefore, he needs to train them as much as possible so that they have a real ability to protect themselves on the battlefield.

Of course, this was Dean's order.

In the face of this young regiment commander who had saved him once, Huck didn't dare to take it lightly - after all, when the other party was leaving, he gave him some training methods for soldiers, even if Huck didn't have real meaningful knowledge, he could understand that this kind of training method was definitely not something that ordinary people could have.

At least a big family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

And the 'Knight's Ring' in the other party's hand also seems to explain a qiē.

There are some things that I can inherit now, but I need to wait until the glory of my ancestors is restored before I think about what I should inherit - after all, I don't want to be a vain fellow! ’

Undoubtedly, being able to say such words is enough to prove that his young regimental leader is different from other nobles.

Those pretentious fellows didn't even deserve a finger from his regimental commander - in Huck's opinion, a nobleman who needed the help of others in a duel could not be considered a nobleman at all.

Cowards, cowards!

That's pretty much it!

Call!

After taking a deep breath and shifting his attention from his head to the young man in front of him, Huck's voice rang out again-

"Now, let's go back to the barracks to change into dry clothes and have breakfast...... After breakfast, load me for another fifty laps! ”

Huck roared.

At Huck's roar, the young men hurried towards the barracks.

Of course, the ultimate goal of young people is still the canteen.

However, it is clear that under Dean's operation, young people who have only experienced it once have 'loved' this kind of sport, and after Huck took over the training, this kind of sports did not stop, and even intensified, after all, Huck himself was involved.

Moreover, Huck, who is strong and tall, is undoubtedly the most edible one.

However, young people are not disgusted.

In addition to Huck abiding by the 'rules of the canteen', more importantly, Huck has the other identity of 'the owner of the Snow Bear House', and every day he tries to add more food to their three meals - sometimes it is horned lamb, and sometimes it is fresh vegetables.

Under such a premise, the attitude of young people towards Huck is naturally more loving and respectful; After all, Huck paid for the food out of his own pocket.

"These guys!"

Huck was fully dressed and looked at the chaotic dining hall - in fact, this was the hall of the Knights of Fecharon, but as a hall, it was far less than the dining hall.

As for the chaos in front of him, Huck didn't hate it at all, and even liked it very much.

Because, this made him feel that he was once again back to his youth.

At that time, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and then, every time he had a meal, he was always so impatient.

Of course, compared with the 'unrestrained' of young people now, he was much more restrained at that time.

However, if Huck was given the choice, he liked the 'unrestrainedness' at this time even more - watching the training, he was silent like a cicada, and at this time, he could swing his fist at him for a piece of meat, Huck was very happy; Of course, it's not that Huck has any masochistic tendencies.

Instead, he can smash his fist in the face, and then, more or less, take a punch, and then everyone yells and chases after the fishermen.

Isn't this how men's friendship is established?

The wine in the warm and spicy throat, the fist that made him hurt strongly, and then experienced the ice and snow, life and death together.

Such feelings are like the jewels in the crown, brilliant and indestructible.

Inexplicably, the corners of Huck's mouth turned up slightly, and a smile appeared.

"Have fun?"

The sudden sound of words behind him made Huck turn around vigilantly—it was the instinct of a warrior.

Of course, the clenched fists were able to show Huck's nervousness.

After all, the person who can stand behind him silently obviously doesn't need much effort to kill him.

However, when he saw the figure behind him, Huck's clenched fist was released.

"Captain!"

After giving a military salute with his left arm, Huck stood solemnly.

"In private, we should be friends, not superiors...... Well done, Huck! ”

Dean looked at his lieutenant with a smile, and then, gesturing at the young people in the cafeteria, did not hesitate to praise himself.

In fact, Dean returned to the Knights of Fecharon as early as the young men were training; However, looking at the young people who were training, he did not bother, but looked carefully.

And this kind of review undoubtedly allowed Dean to get more information.

At the very least, the results of Huck training were what Dean expected.

In about ten days, if it were him, he would only be able to do this, and even, he would be a little behind; And Huck did.

Once again, Dean was glad that he had drawn the veteran of the battlefield into his camp.

At the same time, Dean also has more confidence in the next plan.

After all, his soldiers now looked like some soldiers, not the same as before—the former had an aura of their own, and the latter ...... It is a farmer and a hunter in leather armor.

"Follow me, Huck!"

Dean said.

"Yes, Captain!"

In the face of Dean's praise, Huck showed his own bold smile, and when Dean was about to give orders again, the deputy head of the regiment did not have the slightest sloppiness.

Following Dean, he entered the Captain's Quarters at the Knights of Fecharon's residence.

Even though he hadn't returned for ten days, the room was still clean and dry, and it was obvious that someone was cleaning it - for which Dean was grateful.

Whether the other party is sincere or ordered.

"Who cleaned this place?"

Dean asked.

"It was Maher's kid who took the initiative!"

At Dean's motion, Huck sat down and answered truthfully.

"It's him......"

The young man with an ordinary face, neither tall nor short, nor fat nor thin, came to mind, and Dean couldn't help but smile - Dean was a little more impressed by the head of the auxiliaries; At least, the other party is attentive enough.

"Huck, before we get started, you take this!"

Dean said as he tossed a money bag to Huck.

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