Throne of Vientiane Civilization

"I said, are you stupid?"

Crouching on the ground, John was speechless as he looked at Sion, who was beaten black and blue.

He then stood up and looked at the tribesmen who were looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Why are you all standing there like an idiot? Double the training!"

This day was destined to leave a deep impression on the wood elves.

Not only because of the beating Sion received, but also because in the afternoon, Silk doubled the amount of their spell training.

After announcing the news of doubling the training, Silk also shouted the same thing as in the morning...

"If you don't agree, come out and fight!"

When he said this, he looked at Sion.

Sion, a stubborn guy, was beaten in the morning and was not convinced. How could he bear this kind of stimulation? He stood up again with a stiff neck.

In response, Silk was not soft-hearted at all. He interrupted the truth, pressed him to the ground and beat him.

"Who else is not convinced?!"

The remaining wood elves were all silent. Seeing this, Silk nodded with satisfaction and turned away.

During this period, John couldn't help squatting in front of Sean again. Looking at the other party's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I finally understand. You are not stupid, you are dumb."

"..."

After listening, Sean rolled his eyes weakly, and then moved his lips a few times, as if he was saying something, but the voice was too soft, and John didn't understand it at all.

"What? What are you talking about? I can't hear it clearly."

"I said. I don't understand. Silk, that guy, didn't he want to fight with me before? Why is he willing now?"

Faced with Sean's stupid question, John was speechless.

"What's there to be confused about? It's a change of identity."

Among this group of wood elves, John is considered smart and quick-witted. Naturally, he can figure out the reason.

In the past, they and Da Zhou were allies. Considering this diplomatic relationship, Silk naturally wanted to avoid conflicts between the two sides as much as possible.

But now it's different. Sion is just a soldier under him.

On the first day they became soldiers, Silk told them that in their Great Zhou, the duty of soldiers is to obey orders.

Sion, this kid, didn't know how to live or die. He jumped out to question his orders many times, so Silk naturally beat him whenever he wanted.

At the same time, he also felt that Sion dared to jump out because he didn't beat him hard enough the last time, so this time, he cut him harder.

John saw the scene clearly at that time.

It was Sion who was beaten, but they were intimidated.

Look, after these two beatings, everyone had no complaints, and each one was more honest than the other. Only Sion was injured.

Half a month later...

After enduring the initial days of ghosts and wolves howling, the wood elves led by John have basically gotten used to the life of the personal army.

The days of training were really tiring. Fortunately, food and accommodation were provided here, and both the accommodation environment and the two meals a day were much better than those in Green Forest City. At the same time, because of the training, all kinds of meat were provided every day.

Today, the canteen cooked braised pork. The cooking skills of the chef were beyond words. Sion was full of oil and felt very happy.

Even for this bite of food, they endured it.

"Speaking of which, in a few days, will the follow-up recruits arrive?"

It was no secret that His Majesty had put together a hundred-man team for them. Recently, the wood elves of the personal guards had heard some news.

There were new tribesmen coming, and they were definitely happy.

Especially when they thought that compared with the pure recruits who came later, they were also half seniors.

When the new recruits arrived, they might be able to get a small captain, which was considered to be getting rid of the bottom in the personal guards, and their status and position would rise. They were immediately happier and even drank two more bowls of rice.

As Sean and the others waited expectantly, three days passed, and the new recruits finally arrived in Xianyang and reported to the regiment.

On the first day of formal training, after giving a speech, Silk patted John on the shoulder in public.

"From today on, the training task of this batch of new recruits will be handed over to you. Don't slack off. I will come to check at any time."

After saying that, Silk did not stay for long and turned around and left quickly.

In fact, even for Sean and the others, Silk was more diligent in the first few days of inspection, and basically handed the task to John later.

Anyway, he had arranged everything that should be arranged, and John had already had experience and knew how to lead the team in training. Next, he only looked at the results. If he couldn't produce results, at the end of the month, all the wood elves would be punished together.

As soon as Silk left, the wood elves who had been behaving properly relaxed instantly.

As for John, everyone knew each other and they were all his own people, so there was no need to be so restrained.

The noisy scene made John frown.

Half a month ago, he didn't feel anything about this situation, after all, he had long been used to it.

But after more than half a month of military training, John was inexplicably a little irritated when he saw the tribesmen's lax state.

He tried to get the tribesmen to calm down, but found that no one paid any attention to him.

Even if some tribesmen heard him talking, they just glanced at him and continued to talk about their own things.

This situation made John's blood pressure start to rise uncontrollably.

"Silence!!"

A shout startled the tribesmen, and all eyes fell on John.

But obviously, they didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

"What's wrong, John? It's so loud all of a sudden."

"That's right, it scared me."

After a short moment of daze, the tribesmen complained one after another, and one of them subconsciously walked up to him and wanted to put his arm around his shoulder.

This situation made John frown even more tightly, and at the same time he smiled bitterly in his heart. Their leader, Silk, really arranged a good job for himself!

After taking a deep breath, John opened his eyes again, his eyes full of determination, and then grabbed the other's wrist and pulled away.

"What are you trying to get close to? You all understand that this is the army! Not in the village! When you arrive in the army, you must obey the rules of the army! Now, everyone line up and stand!"

Among the younger generation of wood elves, John is basically like a big brother, but after all, he is not an elder, let alone their leader.

After such a roar, some wood elves did indeed calm down, but there were also some who showed dissatisfaction.

John saw all these reactions and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, Sion, who had already lined up, suddenly walked out of the queue at this time and shouted before him...

"Come out and fight if you don't agree!"