"Like the instructor?!" Alsinis smiled and said, "If that's the case, can you stay at home! Melisandar, get up and run for me... Melisandar, stop eating, practice with me... Melisandar, hold this stone and circle the courtyard ten times..." Alsinis imitated Martonis' tone and said exaggeratedly.

"Arsinis, do you want me to tell the instructor what you said just now, and see who will run ten laps with the stone in his arms?" Melisander pretended to threaten.

Alsinis begged for mercy, and then Melisanda spared him.

Alsinis asked again: "Are we really going to attack Lucania?"

"We train so hard, is it just to defend Amendorala?" Melisanda said disdainfully: "This is a waste of our strength!"

"Hey, you say-" Alsinis was excited: "We want to really conquer the land of Lukalia. Can I find a Lukani woman to be my wife? I have seen many new citizens' wife in the past few days. She is very good. She is tall and plump, and can do heavy work. She has a different taste from our Greek women..."

"It's too early to think about this now!" Melisanda asked in surprise.

"I'm not like you, my family is empty, I'm the only one..." Alsinis's voice fell.

"Then let us practice the skills of killing enemies together, conquer the Lucanians together, marry Lucanian women and have a bunch of children!" Melisandar hurriedly encouraged him.

"Yes, let's work together!" Alsinis and Melisanda's hands were tightly clasped.

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After lunch, the recruits did not rest for a long time, and soon Alsinis and the others were gathered together again.

The afternoon training started with practicing personal fighting skills, but it was not a one-on-one random hacking and slaughtering, but a group of three people, holding a round shield in the left hand (it should have been a heavier, simple wooden shield made of thicker wood, but now there is no time to make it with people), and holding a long wooden stick that is heavier than a stinger in the right hand.

Alsinis found that the stick in his hand was thicker, and his teammates were replaced by Melisandar and another young companion to two stronger teammates. He cast doubtful eyes at the instructor who was supervising the sidelines.

Martonis glanced at him and said sternly: "If you want to be a warrior, then you have to train harder!"

Alsinis now understood what the consul said before, and he did not argue, but took it silently.

The training began, Alsinis attacked first. He roared, holding a round shield in his hand, and used all his strength to hit the "enemy" blocking the front. With a bang, the "enemy" shook his body. He immediately stabbed the round shield in the hands of another "enemy" hiding behind the "enemy". The stabbing action must be fast, otherwise the "enemy" in the front will soon stand firm and block his attack route...

Each person rotates to attack and block. After ten rounds of attack, he will take a rest and then perform step-study stabbing exercises, that is, holding a round shield and a long wooden stick. He will accurately hit the head of the human-shaped target in front of him. The number of training people who were stabbed by the wooden shield the most times before doubled.

After the ten rounds of contact were completed, he took a rest for a while and the training continued. There were still three people in groups. However, this time the long wooden stick was replaced with a short wooden stick, and the length was the same as the length of the sabre. Alsinis's wooden stick was thicker. This time he did not doubt it anymore. The exercise content was still to hit the round shield of the "enemy" behind. However, because the length of the wooden stick was much shorter, this required the attacker to use more strength to break the "enemy" in front and occupy his position to stab the "enemy" behind. It was also ten rounds of practice.

Then enter the next round of exercise - hitting the human-shaped wooden target. First, each recruit is required to use the wooden stick in his hand to hit the pedestrian target made of thick wood allocated to him, one stick at a time, and stand up straight and steadily; then the recruit holds the wooden stick and a round shield, just like facing a real enemy, and does his best to stab the wooden target's "head" and "face", sometimes attacking its ribs, sometimes stabbing its calf, and chopping its popliteal fossa...

Under the strict requirements of the instructor, they retreated and jumped forward, making various stabbing movements...

After all these training programs were completed, their limbs were already sore and numb, and they couldn't get any energy.

At this time, Matonis spoke: "Your performance is better than the last time! It seems that after I went back last time, did I do exercises at home every day so I can persevere?"

"Yes..." the recruits answered weakly.

"Very good! If you continue to train like this, you will soon become a qualified Amendorala heavy infantry." Martonis smiled with encouragement: "Next, a new training program will be added, and you will return to your company and work on queue training with the veterans."

Not long after Martores finished speaking, the sound of a military trumpet sounded at the barracks. At the urging of Martonis, the recruits were dressed neatly, picked up round shields and spears. Since they had been training with thick wooden sticks that were heavier than spears, they now switched to spears, and they felt as light as nothing. Alsinis remembered what Matonis said when he responded to the soldiers' complaints in the first training session, "When you train, you can get heavier sticks, but when you go to the battlefield, you have real weapons that are much lighter, so you will feel very relaxed, and you will be more powerful and energetic when fighting...'

Alsinis remembered again: When he was young, he watched his father participate in the city-state civilian training. It only took a few months, that is, he practiced the marching of a queue under the banner, and then one-on-one training. The training program was simple and easy, far from the training he was doing now. It was not only difficult and complicated, but also progressive little by little. Just like learning words when he was a child, it seemed very reasonable, the requirements were strict, and the training volume was also very large. No wonder the veterans could defeat the Lucanian coalition! I heard that these training methods were all from the training regulations in the newly compiled "Military Law" by Amendorala, mainly written by the consul Davers. He was such a magical person!

Alsinis and Melisandar were not in the same company, so he had no time to say goodbye to Melisandar, so he hurriedly searched for the third company of the third team to which he belonged. The instructor Matonis said that the company leader of this company was named Giogris, and he was once a comrade in the same tent, and had a gentle temper.

He shouldn't be more harsh than instructor Matonis! Why did Alsinis think so at this moment? Because after the sound of the military horn sounded, thousands of people acted together, and dust was everywhere on the training ground. What he could barely see was the bright red military flags standing high on the playground. Alsinis looked over side by side, spending a lot of time, and his heart became more and more anxious. Finally, he found the team he belonged to with the number on the flag.

When the team leader Trotidis saw him, he said sternly: "Soldier, you are late! Considering that it is your first time, I will not be punished for the time being. I hope there will be no next time!"

Alsinis claimed that he quickly returned to his position under the leadership of the team leader.

At this time, a man in his thirties came over and said to him kindly: "My name is Ktipps, and I am your team leader."

"Hello captain!" Alsinis hurriedly saluted and said hello.

Kedips looked him up and down, and then said, "Yes, he's a strong guy! Are you a recruit?"

"Yes."

"The original citizen of Amendorala?"

"Yes."

"I guess it's. Which instructor trains you?"

"Matonis."

"What?! That lunatic!"

"The captain knows Instructor Matonis?"

"I used to be in his company. Because of my excellent performance, I reorganized the army this time. The Third Battalion forced me to come. Martonis didn't want to let me go, but who said Giogris was his friend, so I came here and actually met you, the student of Martonis. This was all the arrangement of the goddess of fate!" Ketipps looked emotional. In fact, Martonis thought he was too nagging. The Third Battalion came to ask for someone and directly recommended him out. There was no saying that he would keep him.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of you!" Kedips said seriously.

"Thank you, Captain!" Alsinis said gratefully.

"Kitips, prepare for training, don't talk!" Trotidis shouted in the front of the team.

"I know!" Ktipps replied, and then muttered in a low voice: "You are lucky to be the captain of the team. If I were the first to follow Lord Davers, I would have become the captain of the company now..."

When Alsinis heard this, he felt a little strange.

The soldier next to him said, "Our captain is just nagging and he is very good."

Hope so. Alsinis thought.

Since the previous training intensity was very high, the team training only allowed the soldiers to familiarize themselves with their comrades and conduct small square formation marching and jogging training. This kind of exercise is just a leisure to restore physical strength for the soldiers of the first brigade, because they are too familiar with each other, and for the third brigade, it is very necessary because it is a new army, and the team soldiers are not very familiar with each other.

According to the traditional military training practice of Greek city-states, the army's officers are relatively fixed, while soldiers are often replaced. During combat, citizens are summoned to the square and randomly organized into various teams in order or draw lots. This can prevent soldiers and officers from joining together in the same team and affect the normal political order and democratic elections of the city-state.

Davers believes that a fixed military team is conducive to cultivating cohesion and a sense of honor, and is more united and cooperative during combat, and more combat-effective. Therefore, Amendorala's soldiers are fixed in a certain team, while the team officials have a certain term of office, and the expiration of the time, preventing soldiers from becoming generals (not yet implemented).
Chapter completed!