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Chapter 578

Chapter 578 – The Army of Glory

Outside Solande City, Lolan Hill was observing the cavalry changing formations on the open field under the shade of a tree.

These were excellent young men from all over. At this moment, they wore well-fitted pressed plate armor, held wooden lances and shields, constantly adjusting the speed and direction of their horses.

In the end, each row of troops formed a straight line, layer upon layer, the entire cavalry formation undulating like waves, rhythmically and beautifully.

“How quickly everyone has grown,” Parinsha said as she stood beside Lolan Hill, watching the scene with a sigh.

“What was knight training like in the days of the West Wind?”

Lolan Hill sat on a wooden chair under the tree, wearing a graceful evening gown. The black dress contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin, exuding a peculiar charm at this moment.

“I don’t know much about it, but noble children generally do not participate in such large-scale training sessions for fear of accidents. Besides, they dislike mingling with commoners, thinking that these commoners are dirty and smelly because they don’t bathe.”

Parinsha seemed somewhat embarrassed recalling the behavior of her peers in those days.

“As for the actual training of military cavalry, we rarely watch. It’s usually managed by generals and lower-ranking officers.”

“The royal family of the West Wind has gradually distanced itself from the lower echelons of the nation,” she sighed. Now, having learned various knowledge, the former princess understood more clearly the inevitability of the West Wind’s decline.

“Let the past be past,” Lolan Hill comforted Parinsha for a while. Fortunately, this former princess wasn’t the type to be overly sentimental, and soon recovered.

“Lord Pullman is here,” Parinsha looked up and said, pointing to a man approaching from the east of the tree. He was accompanied by around ten fully armored knights. His face was resolute, and his figure tall. This was Pullman, the current leader of Clancia.

“You’re here, Pullman,” Lolan Hill greeted him, looking up at Pullman, who was significantly taller than her. Compared to before, he had grown much taller than Lolan Hill.

“Teacher,” Pullman still addressed Lolan Hill as his teacher. He ordered the knights behind him to stay where they were and walked to the side of the silver-haired girl, looking at the cavalry training in the distance.

“How are the children performing?”

“Not bad at all. Everyone is working hard. They’re no worse than you were back then,” Lolan Hill said with a mischievous smile. Back then, Pullman had endured many hardships under her tutelage.

“Haha, I was never particularly talented, but after experiencing so much, I slowly started to understand,” Pullman no longer cared about such trivial matters. Among his companions, he wasn’t exceptionally gifted, but he made up for it with hard work.

“Nevertheless, you’ve come so far. You’ve accomplished a great feat, Pullman,” Lolan Hill said softly.

Hearing such praise from the wise maiden, Parinsha, who had been following Lolan Hill closely, felt envious. She had been deeply moved by her recent experiences.

The silver-haired girl, despite her kind nature, never abused praise or compliments. This was the first time she had heard such high praise.

Pullman had become much more composed. Although he felt proud and joyful being acknowledged by his teacher, he wouldn’t get so excited as to lose sleep anymore.

“While I have put in some effort, such a great achievement is not solely mine.”

“Just as you once said before leaving, population is power. Much of the credit belongs to countless comrades who share the same ideals.”

“After establishing the nation, I’ve come to realize that a small group cannot govern such a vast country alone.”

“From social surveys to drawing conclusions, from policy formulation to final adjustments, from issuing orders to their execution in various towns. Countless links and important details are completed through collective effort.”

“Because everyone shares the same goal, loves this country and the land beneath their feet, we work together with unity and determination. I merely contribute a small part.”

Even after becoming the nation’s leader, Pullman remained humble. Having experienced many hardships and sacrifices, he knew that everything came at a price, the result of countless people’s struggles and sacrifices. Thus, he maintained respect for the broader populace.

“Mm-hm.”

Lolan Hill nodded again, looking at the knights raising their lances.

“Perhaps it is this belief that motivates many warriors to follow and willingly sacrifice themselves.”

“When united under this banner, pride and honor naturally arise. It makes us fearless and dedicated.”

As Lolan Hill continued her narration, a thunderous shout echoed across the open field.

“Forward, Clancia!”

The lances stretched like the sea, banners fluttering like paintings.

These elite warriors from 34 counties, totaling over 200,000, formed ranks on the open field. Behind them, capes fluttered like waves, swirling amidst the dust, advancing relentlessly as if the earth would tremble under their feet.

After receiving the military formations of the West Wind and further refining them, Lolan Hill obtained a skill rated as Legendary Coral.

[Storm Cavalry Formation] (Legendary Coral): A special military formation adapted from the West Wind cavalry formation. It requires extremely high standards for members’ beliefs, qualities, cooperation, and discipline. However, when members perform this formation together, the resonance of extraordinary cores will unleash tremendous power, greatly enhancing combat capabilities and allowing for various different formation changes.

Meanwhile, the intermediate military academies Lolan Hill had advocated for across the nation began producing results.

Just like farming, capable officers with knowledge and discipline matured and graduated, stepping out of the gates to become the backbone of the nation.

According to Lolan Hill’s system, these soldiers or officers would carry a common skill, [Military Proficiency Lv.4].

When these outstanding military academy graduates arrived in Solande and further honed their skills at the National Central Military Academy, their abilities would reach [Military Proficiency Lv.5] (proficient with various weapons, extraordinary strength above Sequence 4, able to coordinate with comrades, skilled in riding, extraordinary resonance in battle, disciplined like steel, clear understanding of strategic intentions, tactical goals, and combat guidelines).

Finally, when these military students passed their final exams and graduated, Lolan Hill would award them badges and give each a candy to enhance their strength as a reward.

Of course, this reward wasn’t listed in the recruitment notice; it was a personal gift from Lolan Hill. Firstly, she felt somewhat embarrassed giving out candies, as if treating others like children, even though that wasn’t her intention. Secondly, she wanted to leave more opportunities for those born into lower classes, so they wouldn’t face too much competition from extraordinary geniuses.

However, such rewards might gradually become an open secret, and as the first batch of students, they would receive a pleasant surprise.

Thinking about future arrangements, Lolan Hill’s previously anxious heart gradually calmed down. As long as the nation’s systems and structures were maintained, it wouldn’t be difficult to recreate the glory of the West Wind Knights.

Then, this cavalry force, like a storm, would recreate the myth of the past, invincible, glorious, and magnificent.

Thank you to Dazzling Stare, Star Melody, Dream Butterfly Listening to Rain, Not Going to Work, Mesi, Bento 216, and 7 other readers for your support.

(End of Chapter)


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She Is Not a Witch

She Is Not a Witch

才不是魔女
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
She is a silver-haired maiden who lives in the forest. She is the teacher of the seven legendary heroes. She is the Sage who represents the stars and wonders. She is the guide who quells ten world disasters. Her name is Lorraine Hill, and she is not a witch. As the poem describes it. Like the sunlight that descends upon the world, she who has bright and transparent wings carries with her the legacy of another human civilization, bringing hope and blessings to this new world.

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