Three miles out of the city, the group of three ran into a footpath. This footpath went straight into the depths of the jungle. Although it was winding and the view was blocked by the trees, it was not difficult to walk on.

When they were still more than half a mile away from the new camp of the Salt Marsh Army, Oddo and others heard uniform singing. Just as they were about to listen carefully, a loud slogan was rang out again. When the slogans stopped, the singing also stopped.

"It's really interesting. Let's go faster and see what's going on." Sares smiled slightly, whipped the horse whip with his backhand, and spurred his horse deeper into the jungle.

"Great." Odo laughed, squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and waved to Bailey who was at the end, "Your horse doesn't seem to be that good."

Bailey smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that you guys are riding strong horses, and I'm riding an old and powerful horse, how can they be the same...

Sares rode very fast and arrived half a mile in a flash. After glancing around, he turned his horse and turned into a small path on the left, because the sparse houses on the right were obviously not a camp, and the path on the left was made of new soil, obviously it had been opened up not long ago.

After running along the path for more than a mile, Sareth's vision suddenly became clear. He thought that the neatly distributed tents and wooden houses in the large open space behind the big fence at the end of the road could not be a camp. Just as he thought so, four people suddenly ran out from the bushes on the side of the road in front of him, holding their spears and blocking his way. From their clothes, it can be seen that they are all soldiers.

There are also secret sentries? Sarres smiled slightly and rode closer.

"Citizens, please stay. The area ahead is a restricted area." Although the leader was smiling, his tone was unquestionable.

Sarreslema: "Are you from the Saltmarsh Army?"

To Sarres's surprise, the four soldiers seemed not to have heard him. The other three soldiers were still alert, and the leading soldier was polite as usual: "Citizens, please leave immediately."

"Leave? Do you know who I am?" Sares laughed and took off the nameplate on his waist, showing it, "I am Sares, the Silver Knight of the Assyrian Temple."

"Citizen, no matter who you are, without instructions, we can only ask you to leave." The leading soldier didn't even look at the nameplate.

Sares was stunned and was about to say something when he heard Bailey's voice behind him. Turning around, he saw that it was Oddo and Bailey who had caught up with him. From their smiling faces, it seemed that they had known that Sares would be stopped.

Bailey rode his horse to the four soldiers and stopped. He raised his hand and showed a bronze plate: "I am Belisarius, the commander of the direct logistics company. These two are the general's distinguished guests. Please let them pass."

The leading soldier glanced at the bronze plate in Bailey's hand, then nodded, and without saying anything more, turned around and waved his hand. At the same time, he and the other three people rushed into the grass by the roadside again, and a passage was slowly opened in the large fence a hundred steps away.

"Knight Sareth, please." Bailey smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

"Bailey, Belisarius, your brand is much more effective than mine." Sares said with a laugh.

"This is the rule set by our General Wu Lai. I hope Knight Sares can understand it." Bailey replied with a smile.

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After entering the camp, Sareth simply dismounted and walked. The scene before him undoubtedly made him feel very fresh. At least he had never seen ordinary soldiers trained to turn around in standing position like the guards of honor. No, these ordinary soldiers were trained even more rigorously than the guards of honor, because it seemed that they had to keep even the length of their steps consistent.

Can such training kill the enemy? Sarres couldn't help but frown.

Odo nodded slightly. As a special student of the Assyrian Citizens Academy, he had received careful instruction from his family's military elders since he was a child, and had even received personal guidance from Lini. Naturally, he could see at a glance the purpose of the phalanx training being conducted by the Salt Marsh Army.

The training the soldiers are receiving may seem dull and unremarkable, and they may even find it a bit monotonous and boring to see a group of people standing in a neat line and turning left and right. However, once on the battlefield, the commander only needs a simple command to make all the soldiers turn at the same time in the shortest time. This is especially important when encountering an attack, because the faster the reaction, the more likely the soldiers will be to turn the situation around.

Think about it, on the same battlefield, a commander waved his arms desperately, cursing and shouting: "Here, here, bastards, where are you looking, this way, I say this way." While another commander only needs to say "Turn right" to make all the soldiers find the right direction.

This is what we call "you don't know until you compare".

Bailey led Oddo and the other two straight to the classroom where Wu Lai taught. If he was not in charge of the purchasing point and the material warehouse, Bailey really wanted to take classes with other regiment, battalion, company and platoon leaders, because Wu Lai's lectures were fresh and practical, and he could make progress every time he listened to them.

It is called a classroom, but in fact it is just a large wooden house. Anyway, there are large woods surrounding this open area, and although other things may not be easy to find, there is plenty of wood.

There was a door and a window, with gray curtains hanging on the window. It looked like a simple home. Although the situation inside the house could not be seen at this moment, Wu Lai's voice was coming from inside.

"Wait a moment." Odo gently pulled Bailey who was about to knock on the door, then smiled slyly, winked at Sarres, and said in a low voice, "Shall we listen first?"

Sareth covered his mouth and nodded.

"…Responsibility is my basic requirement for the entire army. I require everyone to do what they should do with a spirit of service and voluntarily from the day they enter here. Everyone has the obligation and responsibility to perform their duties, and when performing their duties, their starting point should not be to obtain rewards or avoid punishment, but out of a sense of responsibility from the heart..."

"...Honor is my requirement for everyone's moral behavior. After you finish listening to the class today, you must organize your subordinates to study the "Code of Honor" that has just been distributed to you. Everyone must remember that the basic content of the Code of Honor is 'never lie, cheat or steal, and never tolerate such behavior'. As commanders at all levels, you must set an example and let the entire army always live in an environment of the Code of Honor, so that the entire army can develop good moral qualities of honesty, self-confidence, trust and mutual respect..."

"…Finally, I want to talk about 'homeland'. What is homeland? Homeland is our home, our hometown, our Assyrian territory. Why do we join the army? To defend our territory, to protect our people. This is to protect our homeland from being invaded and our families from being threatened. The stronger we are, the safer they will be. The more we hold out, the more they can live in peace. For the peace of our homeland, as soldiers, we must be brave and tenacious. We must be aware and prepared to be loyal to our homeland and show up on the battlefield..."

"The above three points are my requirements for you, and also the motto of the military academy. Now." Wu Lai paused, glanced at his subordinates who were listening to the class solemnly, and waved his hand gently, "get out of class dismissed."

After three rounds of applause, Red was the first to stand up and shouted loudly: "Everyone stand up!"

Everyone in the classroom stood up in unison and slapped their right palms on their left chests: "Thank you, Principal!"

Principal? What's that title? Odo and Sarres were just startled when Wu Lai pushed the door open and walked out. When he saw the three people standing outside the door, he was also stunned for a moment, but then a surprised smile appeared on his lips. He first walked quickly to Odo and punched him on the shoulder, then stretched out his arm sideways, put his arm around Sarres who came over and patted him on the shoulder, and asked with a smile: "You two wanted to ambush me, but you failed, right?"

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"You still love to joke." Odo laughed, then suddenly stopped smiling and tapped his heels. "Dear General Wu Lei, Odoritius reports to you. I am willing to follow General Wu Lei in battles all over the country, bear in mind my responsibility and honor, and defend my homeland."

"Oh, so I was eavesdropping just now." Wu Lai laughed softly, and was about to punch Odo again, when Sares, who was standing beside him, straightened his back, put his legs together and said loudly: "Respected General Wu Lai, Sares Tobias, the Silver Knight of the Assyrian Temple, reports to you, and is willing to follow you and serve as your guard."

Wu Lai was stunned by their actions. Although he knew that they must have come for no reason, it was a bit exaggerated for them to say "follow" directly. You have to know that Sarres is a dignified Silver Knight of the Temple, a job that only serves the god Amon and not mortals. And Odo, a military genius with the title of "Shadow God of War", did not even want to be the deputy commander of 4,000 people offered by the Fourth Legion. Now he came to "join" him with Sarres. Is it possible? "What are you two doing to me?" Wu Lai asked.

"No." Odo smiled and said, "I followed the orders of my family and brought two hundred young men from the clan to join the Salt Marsh Army. I can pay for my own food and wages. There is one small condition. These two hundred young men must be under my command. But don't think that I am here to just get by. As long as you give an order, I will complete it. If you want to follow someone, you have to act like a follower."

Eh? Is Oddo serious about this? Wu Lai raised his eyebrows, but he was happy in his heart. Oddo was serious, and Sarres must be serious too.

Sure enough, as soon as Odo finished speaking, Sarres stated: "I was sent by the temple to serve the Salt Marsh Army, but there is a small condition. I will only protect you and High Priest Shelley, and will not lead troops to participate in the war."

"High Priest Shelley?" Wu Lai was stunned. He thought that those who followed the army were usually priests, so why did a high priest come?

"Yes, High Priest Shelley, the only female high priest in the Assyrian temple." Sareth nodded.

"Yes, she is a legendary figure. It is said that she can communicate with the god Amon, and her divination skills are never wrong." Odo agreed.

"Talking to the god Amon?" Wu Lai frowned and wondered if he had to be so superstitious.

"But these are not the points. The point is that she is very beautiful." Odo winked at Wu Lai.

"Really?" Wu Lai's eyes lit up, and Sares beside him became anxious.

"Odoritius, you are blaspheming." Sarres frowned.

"That's a bit..." Wu Lai stopped talking before he finished, his brows furrowed, because he saw a column of smoke rising in the northern sky. Although it was quite far away, it was clearly visible.

Odo and Sareth also frowned because it was a signal of war.

"Master." Bailey was anxious and couldn't help asking, "How should we respond?"

"Saddle my horse," said Woolley.