They are used to being pampered at home and in college, and now they feel uncomfortable when the conditions are a little harder.
In the college, they learned how to quickly upgrade their combat level, but once they leave the college, it seems that everything needs to start all over again, and everything outside is brand-new.
By the time this group of reserve knights went to bed, they had tossed themselves, sleepy and tired, and they didn’t prepare hot water for washing. One by one, their green faces were smoked and blackened, so they got into sleeping bags and fell asleep.
Few people care that the horses are still tied with saddles, and no one has specially prepared shelter places for them. Surdak acquiesced in the militia camp to help them take care of these precious horses, so at least they can eat a bite and get rid of forage.
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The militiamen washed the front of the iron pans that didn’t come to wash in their camp, and the burnt marching rations didn’t enter the militiamen’s stomachs at all.
It’s not that the militiamen didn’t have dinner, but that they were used to living in a barren way. When they saw someone wasting food like this, they thought that they couldn’t wave it away. A militiaman battalion poured burnt marching rations into a clay pot, added some water and cooked it again. Several militiamen had not slept yet, and drank burnt porridge in front of the fire.
Surdak went to the front of them and squatted down to look at the brown porridge in the clay pot and asked, "Can this be eaten?"
The militiaman smiled and wrinkled his face. honest and frank said, "It’s a little bitter, but the porridge tastes okay. If these are left in the iron pot and frozen into ice lumps all night, I’m afraid these knights will not find the iron pot. We want to help them wash the iron pot. It’s a pity to throw away these paste porridge, Baron. Look, there is meat and salt in it, just like porridge with salt. It’s not difficult to drink at all!"
Another militiaman smiled at Surdak and said, "When the dry season came, we also ate bark, grass roots, sawdust and moss, but the taste was not as good as these meat porridge."
"Baron, we eat these because they allow us to help them clean up iron pots and bonfires …" A militia worried that Surdak thought they were stealing food and explained quickly.
Look at the light of this group of lean militia by the fire in Surdak. They looked at Surdak with a nervous face.
"Since I joined the militia camp, I promise you that I won’t let you go through that kind of famine again. Remember that this starvation will be the most precious treasure in your memory in the future!" Surdak said to these militiamen
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It blew for a night, and the North Wind Reserve Knight built ten tents, and four of them were blown away by the strong wind one night. These young people hid in his knight’s tent and got out of it until after midnight to look for those tents that were blown away by the strong wind.
I’m afraid this group of reserve knights would have packed their bags all afternoon if the militia in the militia camp hadn’t come out to help clean up the mess.
Breakfast is a big pot of vegetable porridge and a bag of wheat bread here in Wall Village. These reserve knights were hungry all day and didn’t eat much last night. At this time, they naturally wolfed down these breakfasts.
Carl stayed at Surdak’s house last night, had breakfast and rushed to the security office early.
When he arrived, these reserve knights had finished their breakfast and looked at the porridge bucket and a few wheat bread left. Carl said with emotion, "Their adaptability is not bad. They can eat all these things …"
Surdak didn’t think it was anything. Carl said behind him, "If you are hungry, you will eat anything!"
After breakfast, these reserve knights think that the water is too cold when washing the iron pot. They just pour the water into the iron pot and rinse it casually, and put the iron pot into the canvas pocket regardless of whether it is clean or not.
A group of reserve knights sat around the security yard and no one spoke. They were all dirty and their morale was extremely low.
Surdak came out and said to these young reserve knights
"men! Our action has just started from today. "
"For a long time in the future, we will March in the desert, living in tents every day, and the cold wind in the desert at night is even stronger than here. We will also eat these unpalatable marching rations every day, and occasionally encounter desert robbers facing cold and death threats."
"If anyone wants to back down now, don’t wait until they enter the desert to regret it. There will be no regret then, but time will not give you more choices. Either you continue to follow us into the desert or you turn around and leave alone. I want to talk about which choice is not a wise move."
The young reserve knights looked at each other for a moment and didn’t know what to decide.
See the college, this group of young reserve knights looked at each other with a blank face, hesitated to choose Surdak, patted Carl on the shoulder and continued
"If someone wants Lieutenant Carl to return to Hailanza, I will never stop him, but if you choose to stay now, it will be my hand for some time to come. I will tell you how to become a qualified knight!"
Seeing that all the reserve knights chose silence, Surdak looked at the sunrise in the east mountain and said, "You still have two quarters of time to think!"
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When the fifty young reserve knights of the security guard battalion in the public security office had a hard time deciding, the situation was also frequent here in the Surdak cavalry battalion.
These veterans were recruited from various villages by Surdak and the old village head. Everyone had rich experience in war. They struggled for a few years in a barren way. These years of hard life seemed to have sharpened their edges and edges. Many veterans were not cavalry in the former military camp, and they were not familiar with horses and were not very good at riding.
At the beginning, Surdak couldn’t ride a horse at all in the Heavily Armored Infantry Regiment, and then he consulted those veterans who were skilled in riding. Most veterans chose to spend the night in the stable. It is said that sleeping with horses can eliminate their vigilance, and the effect is obviously not as good as expected.
In the morning, the veterans of the cavalry battalion wanted to take their horses out of the stable and go for a ride outside the village, but they didn’t expect that it was still the village square that made people upset …
I’m afraid it would have continued if there hadn’t been riots in Gulitham, the ogre.