Of course, it is impossible to finish a ten-kilometer, ten-thousand-meter long-distance race in one breath.
Three thousand soldiers were organized in companies, and a team of thirty companies began to run from the square.
There are also a hundred knights in armor and riding horses around.
When passing through the street, it also attracted many people to watch.
At first they were able to maintain their formation, receiving cheers from the people on both sides of the street.
But as they left the city, some recruits gradually couldn't keep up.
Without him, the physique is too poor.
Before, they were the poor at the bottom. They didn't have enough food and clothing to keep warm, and naturally they couldn't improve their physique.
Not to mention asking them to run 10,000 meters, even if they ran 1,000 meters, they would still be exhausted.
After running 3,000 meters, several companies of recruits had already fallen behind.
The veterans were also out of breath, but they were still able to maintain their formation.
Halfway through the journey, half of the recruit company was already behind the main force.
"Tom, I can't, I can't hold on."
The recruits had no formation at all, they were running in disorder, a thin young man of seventeen or eighteen years old had his legs weak and almost fell down.
"Hold on! As long as we persevere, we will be honored by His Majesty the King himself! Think about it, Miss Nancy next door said that she will only marry warriors. If you get the honor, then she will How are you!"
Tom was sweating all over, but he grabbed Jerry who was about to fall, and spoke out of breath.
"Miss Nancy...I must be honored by Your Majesty!"
With Tom's words, Jerry exuded fighting spirit!
In the world of Nerón previous life, the ten-kilometer run was not heavy-duty. For the general army, it was just a child's play. pit.
But as long as they cross this pit, they will truly enter the state of a soldier!
"You recruits, do you still want to beat us veterans? The honor bestowed by His Majesty is ours!"
After the distance of 8,000 meters, more than half of the recruit companies and some veteran companies began to lag behind, and some veterans at the front began to exert their strength!
"Come on!! The end is in front of you!!"
"You can't lose to them! Let these veterans know that our recruits are not vegetarian!"
Inspired by honor, money, and food, all the recruits and veterans at the front line fought their last breath to cross the finish line before others.
"Yeah!! We are number one!!"
When Jerry and Tom were still out of breath and jogging very tiredly, they suddenly heard a burst of cheers.
This voice immediately surprised everyone!
Jerry and Tom looked forward, supporting each other.
I saw more than a dozen people in a veteran company sitting at the head of the village, panting one by one, as if they had come out of the water.
Not far away, several villagers looked at them curiously.
"They don't have enough people!! They are not number one! Only when more than fifty people arrive at the same time can they be considered number one!"
A shout from a recruit suddenly woke them all up.
"Where are the people in our company?!"
"Still behind!"
"Hurry up and run over with them!!"
All companies began to check the remaining number of their own companies.
Both Tom and Jerry checked the remaining men in their company.
"Fifty-three! There are fifty-three people in our company!! Hurry up! We are number one!!"
Tom was ecstatic in his heart, he roared loudly, his voice extremely hoarse.
At his call, the fifty people in their group immediately let out hoarse roars, and each of them moved their legs that were heavy and weak as if they were filled with lead, and ran wildly.
"Damn it! Go help someone!"
The dozen or so veterans who reached the finish line first were all anxious, and they left the finish line one by one to help those in their company who were still beyond the finish line.
"hurry up."
A veteran helped another veteran to run towards the finish line, but suddenly a gong sounded!
"The first to qualify! The fourth company of new recruits! Fifty of them have reached the finish line!"
The loud shout of a knight made all the veterans beat their chests and stomp their feet in great annoyance.
It was evening, in the barracks.
The recruits stood in line one by one with their heads held high, while the veterans were somewhat decadent.
Because they lost a recruit company and let a recruit company get the first place.
Nerón was wearing a pitch-black military uniform with long military boots on his feet and rode a tall horse, accompanied by his guards.
"Look Tom! That's His Majesty, that's His Majesty!"
Seeing Nerón appear, Jerry was excited, and growled at Tom beside him with incomparable reverence on his face.
"I know I'm not blind."
Tom answered Jerry helplessly.
"That's His Majesty's guard, so handsome..."
The recruits all stared intently at the tall and straight soldiers in pitch-black military uniforms beside Nerón.
"The fourth company of recruits, all of them are there, step forward!"
A knight shouted loudly, and Tom and Jerry stepped forward along with their companions.
"Soldiers, you have worked hard."
Nerón nodded and came in front of these recruits.
"Die for His Majesty at any time!"
The recruits all looked excited and shouted in unison.
Nerón beckoned, and a knight walked over holding a silver plate, on which there were neatly placed bronze medals.
Recruit Medal for Courage!
Nerón began to adorn these recruits with medals one by one.
And every recruit who was awarded the bronze medal by Nerón seemed extremely excited, with his heart beating rapidly in his chest.
Every recruit looked at Nerón excitedly with full reverence, their majesty the king!
Personality cult!
Unknowingly, and without Nerón knowledge, the soldiers' personality cult of Nerón began to spread.
Standing in front of the recruits is their majesty the king!
Exempt them from taxes, and lead a thousand soldiers to defeat fifty thousand Nords, their great king! In front of them at this moment, personally confer honor on them!
The inevitable personality cult of Nerón began to spread among the recruits!
[Army personality cult is on! ]
After Nerón awarded the medals to the hundred recruits, a system prompt suddenly sounded in his mind.
[The army's personal worship of Your Majesty has begun to spread, so Your Majesty will have 100% control over the army. ]
[The loyalty of soldiers to you will also increase day by day. ]
[Your Majesty, in the hearts of the soldiers, you are justice, you are glory, and you are victory! ]