The instructor told Alsinis: The battle process in war is very short, and more time is spent on marching and camping, so a well-trained Amendorala militia must first adapt and learn how to march.

Alsinis trusted his instructor because the instructor who served as the company captain is said to be a famous warrior in the entire army. He controlled his pace and adjusted his breathing according to the methods taught by the instructor to save his energy.

During the march, he also saw a group of Lucanian slaves carrying the newly cut tree trunk and passing them by. If it were in the past, he would have used insults and throwing stones to express his anger, but now he would not do this: on the one hand, he has adapted to the existence of these people, and these slaves are the property of the city-state and are creating wealth for the city-state. Injuring them is no good for him, but will be punished instead; on the other hand, the instructor told them that this approach is a manifestation of the weak, and the real strong will defeat his enemies on the battlefield. Alsinis wants to be a real strong!

The five-kilometer armed marching ended, but that was not over. After a little rest, the recruits began to conduct charge training. This was a training program that Alsinis felt a little excited: fully armed recruits lined up in dense square formations, drums sounded, and began to march, and the drum sounds went from slow to fast. The speed of the recruits gradually changed from fast to jogging. Finally, while running, they had to cross a wide trench and cross the ridge, so the recruits fell from time to time. The most difficult thing in charge training is to maintain formation during the running. Everyone should not be too prominent or too backward, so that the phalanx can ensure that the square formation can rush towards the target as a whole. The recruits often miss one another, and the instructors on the sidelines kept scolding...

After a charge training, the recruits were all sore and numb, throwing guns, shields and helmets aside, and fell to the ground and gasped. However, the training was not over yet, the instructor kicked and pulled, and drove the recruits to the side of the Sisno River.

The next training program is swimming, which is a favorite among the recruits of the old citizens of Alsinis and Amendolara. Although Amendolara is a mountain city, there are many rivers in the territory, so citizens can swim. Alsinis cheered, quickly took off their equipment, and pounced into the water. The cool river water immediately took away their heat caused by training, washed away sweat and dust, and eliminated their physical fatigue... And Alsinis and his friends swam in the water for a while and then went ashore, because at this time the recruits had an after-show program to watch: that is, many veterans who usually look higher than the top and look down on them learn to swim clumsily in the river. The Greeks are sailing people, and most of them know how to swim. However, some city-states are located in the mountains and inland, with few rivers. Naturally, the people have no chance to learn to swim since childhood, such as Thessali.

Although these veterans were clumsy in their movements and kept choking, they still continued to practice persistently...

Alsinis smiled and stopped laughing. He remembered that when the instructor explained the importance of swimming, he said: In the past, they marched hard in Persia and fought with the Persians. On the way, they had to pass many mountains and rivers. Some of his comrades could not swim, braved the enemy's bows and arrows to cross the river, slipped and fell into the river, and drowned in vain. Therefore, in war, soldiers would encounter various unexpected situations, so it is best to learn various combat skills so that they could protect themselves and kill the enemy.

At this time, a huge cheer came from the front to awaken Alsinis's meditation.

"What's wrong?" he asked his teammate who was looking downstream.

"I heard that the consul is swimming with people." The answer was Melissander. His father also died in this war. His mother, who was in her thirties, had just married the new senator, the military officer Philisius. Melissander was only 16 years old and had not reached the age of service. However, he was stubborn and insisted on participating in the training. His purpose was the same as that of Alsinis. His adoptive father Philisius, who was entangled and unable to go to Davers. Daverst criticized him for participating in the training, but he could not go to the battlefield until he was an adult. Because Alsinis was close to him and the youngest in the military camp, he became a good friend.

"The consul is here to swim too!" Alsinis was surprised.

"Mr. Davers always asks others to do it, he must do it first. He trains with the veterans, you can't see it." The instructor's voice rang in his ears.

Alsinis nodded and ran downstream excitedly.

"Wait for me!" shouted Melisanda.

The two of them squeezed into the crowded crowd, and then they saw: in the river, there were five people paddling hard against the rapid drums. One of them paddled with his hands and his body kept tilting left and right, and he moved forward quickly like a big fish in a swimming movement they had never seen before, throwing the others away for a long distance...

When the drums stopped, the man stood up, and the water of the Sisno River was not around his waist. He was the consul Davers, who had seen him at the Voting Conference before.

At this time, Davers smiled and said, "Who else would like to come down to compete?"

The soldiers who cheered loudly before immediately became quiet.

Seeing that no one responded, Davers turned around and hugged several other contestants and prepared to go ashore.

Melisandar pushed Alsinis suddenly, and Alsinis rushed out of the crowd. Facing the focus of everyone's eyes, he shouted loudly in desperation: "I...I'll do it!"

The soldiers were in an uproar: "It's a child!" There was regret in their words.

"What's wrong with the kids? Lord Davers is only a few years older than us!" Melisandar retorted, everyone was stunned.

"That's right, Melisander! Ambition is not as high as the age of age!" Davers smiled at Melisander. Because of Philicius, he recognized this young man and then focused his attention on Alsinis: "Those who dare to challenge are often young men!"

Alsinis walked to Davers with some nervousness: the Greeks of this era are beautiful with strong naked bodies, so naturally they are naked in swimming. Davers is of medium size and well-proportioned shape. His eyes are particularly sharp, but at this moment, his sharpness is covered by a smile on his face.

Davers was also looking at Alsinis, and he smiled and said, "I don't seem to have seen you before. Are you a recruit?"

"Yes, Lord Consul. My name is Alsinis, the son of Aligras." Alsinis said nervously: "I... I may not be as fast as you swim, but I am willing to compete with you."

Davers praised: "As a soldier, you must have the courage to fight! We Amendoral soldiers should have and must have such a fighting spirit!"

After Davers said that, the soldiers on the shore shouted in unison: "Wan Sheng!Wan Sheng!Wan Sheng!!!..."

In such an atmosphere, Alsinis suddenly became less nervous and his heart was full of strength. Of course, the result of the game: he lost.

Davers patted his shoulder and encouraged him, "Train hard and you will definitely become a warrior!"

Alsinis nodded vigorously. It was strange that Davers was only two years older than him, but he felt like a respected elder was talking to him.

"Who is your instructor?" Davers asked again.

"Matonis."

"Oh, that guy." Davers smiled on his face: "You will feel happy when training under his guidance because he is very protective; but they will feel painful because he is strict, especially you."

This last sentence made Alsinis unsure.

Davers looked up and shouted to the soldiers around him, "Brothers, am I swimming fast?"

"quick!!!"

"Do you want to learn?"

"think!!!"

"I will write down my swimming movements and add them to the training item in the Military Law. You will practice according to this in the future. I hope you can learn it as soon as possible!"

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After the swimming, the sun was already in the middle of the sky, and it was time to eat. Traditionally, the Greeks only ate two meals a day, but Davers believed that the soldiers were hard to train and consume too much, and they had to eat extra lunch to complete the day's training.

The soldiers took out the bread and cheese they brought from their homes, while the military officer Philicius led his subordinates and slaves to provide each soldier with a bowl of mutton soup with meat. The money for selling mutton is now paid from the funds of disabled soldiers in the weapons shop. In the future, the money for the seizure of combat will be included in the military department, so that the training costs will be settled.

Alsinis bit the bread and drank the steaming mutton soup, and felt his whole body gradually gaining strength. He said, "Mellysandar, I heard from the old man that the consul is too strong. He decides all regulations and bills alone. He doesn't give others a chance to discuss them. He wants to be a dictator. Today, it seems that the consul is quite easy-going!"

Melisanda next to him curled his lips and said, "Don't listen to those old people, they are jealous! Because, Lord Davers and the others became citizens of Amendorala, they became consuls and senators of the Senate. But they have this ability, otherwise you would think Turiyi would beg us to sign an equal alliance agreement with us. It was not because they were there, otherwise they would have sent envoys to condemn them! I also hope Lord Davers is stronger and not to discuss something like before. The Senate will not be able to solve it for a long time! Look at how much Amendorala has changed now!"

"You're right!" Alsinis took a big sip of mutton soup, looked up at Melisanda, "It seems that you get along well with your adoptive father."
Chapter completed!