Reckless Through The New World

At the beginning of May, it is the best time for the weather in the area of ​​Tarakhan. Neither hot nor cold, walking on the street wearing a linen single jacket, walking with the wind blowing, is comfortable. At this time, there is nothing particularly busy in the fields-Tarahan is now popular to grow cassava, which is bred in the greenhouse in winter, and sown in the fields in March and April, and then only needs daily management, until October. From the end of October to the beginning of November, it takes about 200 days to grow in the fields before it grows thick and full, contains sufficient nutrients, and is sweet and glutinous in one bite, full of flavor.

Several young people walked on the road together, some were brisk and energetic, some were anxious but with anticipation in their eyes, and some were frowning, clearly being pulled over.

"Tom, Ben, I really don't want to go!" said short, plump Mike, shaking his head. "I don't want to be a soldier!"

"What's so bad about being a soldier?" Tall Tom looked at the neighbor with hatred for iron and steel, "good pay, high wages, and learning skills—do you know that if it wasn't for the Count's change? With the practice of conscription, children from peasant families like us have no chance to join the army at all!"

"Who said that, there were several people in the village who served as soldiers..." Mike didn't believe it.

"That can also be called being a soldier? Practice a few times during the slack of farming and learn some basic military rules. When you really want to dispatch a spear, your main job is to serve people and livestock... That can be called To be a soldier? That is to be a servant at all!"

"There's nothing wrong with being a servant..."

Tom's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "You give me some backbone! What's so good about being a servant? If you want to be a master! Let someone else serve you!"

He glanced at his two companions, sighed, and said, "The soldiers that the Count is recruiting now are all 'regular troops' - do you know what a regular army is? It is to train every day, live in barracks, eat military rations, pay military salaries, and armor. Weapons do not leave the body, and it is majestic wherever it goes..."

He thought for a while and said, "Remember Jack from the neighboring village? That's the 'Bamboo Pole Jack'."

"Of course I remember, he is thin and tall, that's why he is called Bamboo Pole."

"His family doesn't have any farmland, so he has to work as a day laborer to make a living, so he is tall and thin. Two years ago, he said, 'I want to live a different life' and left. Village, do you know what he is doing now?"

Both companions shook their heads.

Mike took a deep breath: "He's a soldier. Not long after he left the village, he went to be a soldier. I saw him at the market a few days ago. He was wearing bright armor and wearing a A long sword, with a long spear in his hand, turning the end of the spear upside down as a stick, and hitting a drunken adventurer to the ground in one fell swoop, it's so majestic!"

His eyes showed fascination, and his tone became light: "I want to be a soldier too! I want to be as majestic as him! I want everyone to admire me! Jack can do it, of course I can do it! "

Mike and Ben looked at each other and shook their heads secretly.

Tom has been restless since he came back from the market a few days ago, and now it seems that he was clearly stimulated.

It's no wonder that Jack's poor family can rely on being a soldier to make a name for themselves. Tom always thinks that he is smart and capable. How can he not want to get ahead?

In fact, Mike and Ben didn't want to stand out. Although Ben didn't usually talk much, he also had his own calculus in his heart. He felt that as long as he could be a soldier for a few years and learn some skills, even if he came back and continued to farm, he could become a respected person in the village—a few old men who served as soldiers in the village are all respected characters, and the militia trained in their slack. , they are the leaders of the militia.

Ben didn't have the ambitions of Tom, and he was content with being a militia chief.

As for Mike, even though he's been against it, he's actually following along - he doesn't think as clearly as Tom and Ben, but who doesn't want to be a young man? Who doesn't want to show prestige in front of others? So despite his constant complaints and doubts, his footsteps didn't stop.

The three young people set out in the morning, rested a little in a passing village at noon, and arrived at Tarakhan City until evening.

Thanks to their young health and fast walking, otherwise, the average person would have to walk for two days.

Of course, if it wasn't for the fact that the curfew system was now lifted in Tarakhan City, and the city gate was not closed at night, with the time they arrived here, I'm afraid they would have to spend the night outside the city...

Even though the three of them were young and strong, they were still very tired after walking down such a day. Tom, who had something to do, dared to ask the guards at the city gate. When he learned that they had come over a day and wanted to join the army, the guards who were originally serious all laughed.

"It's a boy who wants to be a soldier again!"

"These guys are not bad, I'm optimistic about them."

"Not to mention, these legs alone will definitely meet the requirements - Instructor Panda will definitely like these runners."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." The captain of the guard tapped the ground with the tail of his gun, making everyone stop laughing, and then pointed the direction to the three of them.

"Don't worry," he said. "The recruiting office is definitely not closed. You should go now, just in time for dinner."

The three of them were both surprised and delighted, and suddenly felt that their feet were stronger, and hurriedly accelerated their pace, and soon came to the recruiting place - the former city defense barracks.

The Tarakhan City Defense Army is now stationed outside the city, and the barracks inside the city have become a place for recruiting and training new recruits. A few burly men at the door looked like bears and tigers, but their attitudes were very friendly. They brought the three young people to a room that was brightly lit by a few torches, and sat in a very handsome young man. in front of people.

The young man asked their names and origins, and all three answered honestly. Interestingly, every time they answered, there would be a circle of blue light around them, which surprised them.

After asking a few questions, the smile on the young man's face suddenly became a lot fresher. He took these three people through a long corridor and came to a large room.

The smell of food wafted in the house, and there were dozens of people eating, but it was not at all chaotic and orderly.

With these three lads who were already drooling with hunger, the young man came to an orc with a strange black and white complexion.

"Instructor Panda, this is to sign up for the army today." He said, "In one day, they walked almost two hundred miles. Not to mention, their physical strength is really good!"

Under the uneasy eyes of the three, the panda smiled at them.

"Don't worry, since you can pass the audit, you are reliable people. Welcome to the Tarakhan Army, I am your recruit instructor."