Outside the city of Gunuo, a convoy was moving forward in the night.
The lantern hanging in front of the carriage kept shaking, and the copper pull ring made a small clash sound. Its corners were full of dents and polished to a shine.
It was already very late, and it was hard to imagine that such a team would be traveling at night.
There were many riders on both sides of the convoy. They looked like guards, but they were more well-trained and were vigilantly observing their surroundings.
A burst of rapid horse hoof sounds came from the front, making the group of people nervous, and their hands unconsciously touched their waists.
But when he saw that the person coming was wearing the same uniform as himself, he calmed down a little.
This scout-like rider rode his horse to a carriage and stopped, panting heavily, before reporting the situation ahead.
"There's nothing unusual in Gunuo City. The stationed legionnaires are still doing their usual duties and are currently dispersing and resting."
According to the latest intelligence, of this 5,000-6,000-man legion, 3,000 are usually stationed in the camp, a small number of about 400-600 are performing tasks in surrounding counties and territories, and the other 2,000 are on vacation.
But it is hard to imagine that there would be vacations in this era, but this is also a product of the compromise that the empire had to make after learning about military reforms.
In the past, most of the soldiers in the empire were conscripts during wars, many of whom had to pay for their own weapons and horses. A small number were elite private armies raised by the nobles.
After learning from the reform of Clansia, the new legions now established are all professional armies. However, if such armies want to have combat effectiveness similar to that of Clansia soldiers, they must undergo long-term training, and such life is extremely hard and even painful, just like being in prison.
Most of the recruits were from the socially idle, and they found it difficult to adapt to this kind of life, as they joined the army primarily to earn money or avoid punishment. While this was fine for a short period of time, prolonged service would cause various problems. Imperial officers, lacking the means and experience to cope, were forced to compromise, promising to allow these soldiers to take turns leaving the camp to vent their frustrations each month. This was the only way to maintain the high intensity of military training and their fighting spirit.
This is why Loran Hill believes that the Empire has only learned the basics.
The construction of a modern military involves a whole set of social mechanisms; it's not simply a matter of recruiting and training people. Addressing ideological and spiritual issues is even more difficult than addressing their treatment.
After listening to the scout's report, the figure in the carriage nodded, and the scout went on to report another matter.
"Also, we spotted a mother and son traveling at night on the road ahead. To prevent them from leaking military intelligence, we've temporarily detained them."
"Did they get hurt?" a voice from inside the car asked.
"No, but the mother was very emotionally unstable because her child had a fever and she was anxious to get the child to the city to see a priest for treatment."
"She said she was from a village more than 20 miles away and had been walking all day."
"Where are they?"
"It's in the woods by the roadside, about a kilometer away. There are three riders guarding it now."
"I see."
Then, the curtain at the back of the car was lifted, and a young girl in a skirt with loose sleeves jumped out.
At night, the long green hair appears light blue, which is very dreamy.
"Inform Commander Gu Huasi at the rear of the convoy of this information. Let him lead the team temporarily while I rush over to take a look."
"Yes, Lord Jialan." The rider then saluted and rode his horse again towards the end of the convoy.
After getting off the carriage, Loran Hill glanced at the convoy that was still moving forward, nodded slightly, then his body slowly floated up and suddenly disappeared in the air.
More than ten seconds later, Loran Hill slowly descended above a beech forest.
The white shoes made a soft sound as they stepped on the light yellow and green fallen leaves on the ground. The hem of the skirt moved slightly. Several soldiers turned around at the sound and immediately aimed their muskets. They did not put them down until they saw the still moving figure in the night.
They stood at attention and saluted, but were stopped from taking any further action by the girl's raised hand.
Beside the three of them, a mother was squatting under a big tree holding her child, trembling with nervousness. Her rough hair was messy, mixed with grass and dirt. Her clothes were also very worn and gave off a greasy smell of cows and sheep. It seemed that she was someone who often worked on the farm.
Seeing the several ferocious-looking soldiers in front of her make way, she raised her head tremblingly and looked carefully, and then she saw clearly the girl who had just arrived.
After seeing the mother and son, the girl discovered that there were ropes tied around their ankles, as if to prevent them from escaping suddenly.
"I'm sorry to have scared you. I heard that your child is sick. Can I take a look? I think I can help treat him." Loran Hill leaned over and spoke softly.
The mother seemed frightened by the girl's appearance. She leaned back and sat on the ground. The child in her arms also threw himself into her arms in fear, not daring to look up.
"You...you are...something...a ghost...a man-eating witch...a devil." For the mother, the girl's outstanding appearance made her very frightened.
Such appearance is simply not something a normal person can have. She has worked in the village all her life and has only met similar people, with rough skin and hands full of calluses and wrinkles.
I heard from the old people that people who are too beautiful like that are usually not human, but evil demons from hell, who come to seduce people, especially their husbands, so you have to be extra careful.
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