Chapter 119: Stick Training
"Three points in a straight line, do you see the straw man in front? Aim at him, and keep your arms steady, don't shake!"
On the open space outside the castle's gentle slope, Gervis was training with ten guards. Each guard stepped forward with his left foot and bent his right foot backward. He held a wooden stick more than one meter long in his hand and, under Gervis's instruction, aimed at the scarecrow in the distance with one eye. This was the standard standing posture with a gun in his previous life. If any guard's movements were not standard, Gervis would hit him hard with a whip to correct him.
The reason why Gervis wanted to teach this training to the Royal Guards was because their equipment had not yet been forged, and training in martial arts combat was simply impossible. The most suitable training at the moment was musket shooting.
Gervis's black gunpowder experiment has been successful, and it is only a matter of time before he can use the musket. Today or tomorrow, his first musket will be assembled and truly delivered to him.
Gervis did not expect the musket to be extremely powerful. His minimum requirement was that as long as it reached the power of his previous life, Gervis would forge more than ten muskets and arm his guards. After all, it took at least several years to train a qualified longbowman, but only a few months or even less to train a musketeer, which was just enough to fill the gap in his men's insufficient long-range attacks.
"Ike, you have to learn too, take this!"
After teaching the new recruits, Gervis turned his attention to Ik. Ik's injuries had fully recovered a few days ago, and he had now been appointed by Gervis as the captain of the Royal Guard. In the past few days, Ik had been training the 10 Royal Guards according to Gervis's methods, but today Gervis taught new subjects and asked Ik to join the training as well.
"Yes, sir!"
Taking the wooden stick from Gervis, Ik did not have any hesitation or resistance. Although he did not know why his lord asked them to hold the stick, Ik would do as Gervis asked without hesitation.
On a scorching summer day, 11 people including Ik held a wooden stick with a stone hung in front of it with a rope. They kept this posture motionless, sweat dripping from their foreheads, but no one dared to move even a little.
Because through these days of training, they learned that although the lord was usually very kind, he was very strict during training. Anyone who dared to be lazy or failed to do as the lord asked would inevitably be whipped. Although it would not cause any broken bones, the burning feeling, soaked in sweat, would definitely leave a deep impression.
Of course, don't be lucky enough to think that the lord won't notice your small movements. Even if the lord hides under the shade of a tree and closes his eyes to rest, anyone who moves slightly will definitely be discovered. If the lord asks who moved, if no one answers, the whole team will be punished together.
"Hey, look at them, do they look like wood? That stick is the branch, and they are the roots!"
"Haha, it's just wood. We have weapons now, but they are still using sticks!"
"That's right, that's right. When Kalei was chosen, he was showing off to me, but now he's training with a wooden stick. Haha!"
"Hush, keep your voice down, or the lord might hear you and give you a few whips."
"Quick, stop chatting, Captain Laurie wants us to gather!"
When the Royal Guards were training, the team that Laurie was in charge of did not have to guard the castle today. They simply inspected the territory in the morning and continued training outside the castle in the afternoon. A group of ordinary guards looked at the Royal Guards standing still, uttering sarcastic remarks from time to time.
A quarter of an hour... half an hour... an hour. Finally, even though these people were the best performers among the 30, some of them began to feel exhausted after holding up the heavy object for an hour without moving. Their arms began to tremble and they looked like they were about to collapse and would not be able to hold on any longer.
Among the 11 people present, only Ike and Alex were relatively well off. Although they looked troubled, their arms did not tremble, so they should be able to hold on for a while.
"Put down your weapons!"
Hiding in the shade of a tree, Gervis took a sip of juice and then walked back to the crowd.
"Ike, Alec, you two should replace this stone with one that is twice as big as this one!"
Ike has been a veteran for many years. Castle takes care of his meals, so he will not go hungry. He also exercises all the year round. Of course, he cannot compare with the new recruits. Although their height and physique meet the requirements, they have more bones than flesh due to long-term food shortage.
As for Alex, it goes without saying that in addition to the good life his father can provide him, he is also born with supernatural powers, so Gervis asked them to add a stone, otherwise there would be no effect at all. Training requires constantly pushing oneself and breaking through one's limits.
"Yes, sir!"
Of course, the two did not dare to object to Gervis's order, and Ike and Alex nodded quickly in response.
"You must be wondering why I let you train like this, but you don't need to know now. Just train according to my requirements. Next, let your Captain Ike teach you martial arts!"
Gervis also heard the ridicule of those ordinary guards, but this was normal. After all, these people were able to become the Royal Guards, and they would definitely be envied by others. With envy comes jealousy, and this is human nature. Gervis cannot change it. However, it was also a good opportunity for those ordinary soldiers to vent. When the mithril equipment arrives in the future, they will have no chance.
In fact, Gervis wanted to do some physical training in other projects, such as weighted cross-country running, long-distance sprinting, and overcoming obstacles, but since his equipment has not been forged yet, he can only practice like this for now.
It would only make sense to wait until the equipment actually arrived and they were fully armed before starting those projects. Gervis also specifically instructed Thomas to make combat vests for them, which could be used to store gunpowder and other items.
In two days, stones will be hung around their waists and legs again. As for his personal guard, Gervis is prepared to develop it like the special forces on Earth. However, his knowledge reserves are not enough, and he can only train according to his limited memory. He only hopes that they can be stronger than the elite in this world, and he will be very satisfied.
After handing over the ten guards to Ik, Gervis returned to the castle. He now had a lot of things to do. These days, Gervis was preparing for his first caravan.
Gervis is not short of manpower at the moment, but the caravan is still short of goods. This time the caravan will bring seafood and ice to sell, because it is less than half a month, and it will take some time to successfully brew the wine. Gervis is in urgent need of money, so he has to organize this caravan in advance.
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