[Southern Front Command]

The second day after the battle on Magit Island began, large forces of the "rebels" arrived one after another outside the Kings Fort.

Jansen Connelis in the headquarters immediately received the report:

In the "Rebels" team, the scouts saw the flag with the flying winged lion pattern.

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[Camps under the Kings Castle]

"Is this the Kings Castle?" Claude was extremely disappointed.

"No," Houdel rubbed his hands on his pants with a numb expression, spat in the palms of both hands, then picked up the pickaxe at his feet and swung it down hard, "It's the toilet."

"When will you be more serious?"

"What's wrong with me? You're not asking nonsense?" Houdel asked back angrily, "Isn't that the Kings Castle, but it's still a toilet?"

"It's not as big as they told me?" Claude sighed and picked up the shovel and shoveled the monkey's digging dirt to both sides. "I thought it was something amazing when I heard those young men blow it!"

"Stop being sluggish, dig quickly," Houdel gritted his teeth and swung the pickaxe, "I'll pull the first bubble after digging."

...

Houdel's military academy career unfolded in a way that was completely different from his expectations.

At first I heard that the principal of "Second College" was a blind man named "John Jeska", and Houdell thought it was the person who passed the message to trick him.

Because he had no idea where this person came from.

The reserve officers from other counties may not matter, and may even welcome the principal of the old army background.

However, in the eyes of grassroots who were born in the "rebel army" in Tiefeng County, such as Houdell and Claude Li, their principal is and can only be a "blood wolf".

It was not until new news came out that the "Brother General Jeska" was not an outsider, but his old boss of Lord Montane, that the doubts of the candidate for the principal of the Tiefeng County were calmed down.

Later, Hou Del learned that although Blood Wolf did not become the principal, he had been appointed as the vice president, and Mason Baomin also served as the general affairs director of the Second College, so he felt completely relieved.

"What class can a blind man take? What's the matter?" Houdel made a confident prediction, "The real leader of the military academy must be the blood wolf. If not, Mason will have the best protection for the official."

Thinking of this, Houdel laughed secretly when he dreamed at night.

This cannot be blamed for this, because the vast majority of reserve officers from the Tiefeng County Rebel Army's desire to "enter the military academy" is essentially not the product of rational thinking, but more because of the impulse caused by the admiration and yearning for "Wolf Blood".

Of course they thought about things like futures, but they didn't take them seriously.

I'm afraid they themselves haven't realized this.

So, when Houdel discovered that the Blood Wolf was really just a name, and showed his face on the opening ceremony and could never find him again; when he found that Mason Protective was busy with the military replenishment and could not care about the military academy at all; he couldn't help but shouted that he was deceived.

Why did the promised "the future of the Republic" "not kissing my father and not love my mother"?

What Houdel couldn't accept was still behind.

The New Republic Army, which requires people everywhere, cannot be fully qualified for the faculty.

Even the command positions of front-line troops are short of staff, how can we transfer valuable officers to the Army Academy?

Therefore, the Second Army Academy had to recruit a large number of external personnel to teach in ordinary subjects such as grammar, arithmetic, and geometry. Kay Morland made a lot of efforts to do this.

In terms of military subjects that even people cannot hire from outside, the Second Academy can only rely on disabled officers who cannot continue to hold positions on the front line.

Witnessing the "uniform colleagues" holding crutches, shaking their wheelchairs, and moving on the podium with difficulty, an external teacher who was about tortured by stupid students could not help but sigh:

"It turns out that the military school is just a 'clawed fool'?"

His words were heard by another external teacher passing by, so the evaluation of "the cripple man teaches a fool" spread like wildfire and quickly became the most fashionable joke in Fengshi City.

However, honestly speaking, although the phrase "Crip Man teaches fools" is mean, it accurately reveals the current dilemma of the New Republic Army:

Originally, the garrison troops of each county could barely support the expansion of the army by using a large number of commissioned officers; once they began to move towards regularization and squeeze out the moisture in the officers' team, commanders, especially middle and grassroots commanders, instantly became extremely scarce; new army officers were even short of this level - only those who had no legs and could not ride horses could return to the rear to teach; other disabled commanders, even if they lost their arms and had fewer eyes, must continue to stick to the front line.

Therefore, the Army Committee really couldn't draw any man to the Second Academy.

However, not everyone has the ability and is qualified to teach military subjects.

So, someone naturally turned his eyes to the prisoner-of-war camp.

For someone, this is not something worth hesitating at all. It is someone's nature to use it to the fullest.

But when Houdell saw that the blind Principal John Jeska, with the assistance of a baby-faced man walked into the classroom and led a school official with a embarrassed, thin body and ink stain on his hands to the podium and announced that "from today on the topography course will be taught by Major Ald Felt."

He was shocked at first, then at a loss, and finally felt unacceptable. He didn't even listen to what the principal and the new topography teacher said next.

There was only one thought in his mind: "It's so crazy! I'll tell you!"

However, the arrival of Ald Felt was just the beginning. The various teaching posts of the Second Army Academy were like pits in the early morning, and in the blink of an eye, they were filled with basket weaving experts in the prisoner-of-war camp.

Even because the captive officers have generally high ranks and their qualifications and experience are far from comparable to new military lieutenants who left the front line due to disability, they are given important military subjects to the captives, and the disabled new military lieutenants can only be responsible for some general subjects.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Many lieutenants were not even assigned teaching tasks, but were assigned to each class and became the district captains - that is, the children's king.

This made Houdel even more unacceptable.

However, before he could find the opportunity to complain, he and all the teachers and students of the Second Army Academy, led by President John Jeska, embarked on a "study journey" to the Kings Castle.

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The toilet was completed soon, but Houdel did not retaliately as he said.

He only felt distracted.

"You said," Houdell asked Claude on the way back to the camping area, "Before I went to the military academy, I dug toilets every day; after I went to the military academy, I still dug toilets every day. What's the point of going to this military academy?"

Claude tilted his head and thought for a while, a happy smile appeared on his face, and he held the monkey's shoulder:

"Anyway, we are digging toilets in the Kings Fort."

Houdel stopped, "Well, it makes sense... go!"

"Why?" Claude was confused.

"Go to the big ones and celebrate."

"Okay," Claude smiled, "Go together."

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[Camps across the island of Magit]

"Is the road going smoothly?" Facing Brigadier General Jeska, Mason was so amused and crying, "Why did you bring all the second school to the front line?"

"What else can I do if I don't bring them to the front line?" John Jeska said coldly, leaning on a cane. "If the teacher doesn't give me all the classes, I can't teach them all. It's better to take all the students to the battlefield to test their background and avoid them from thinking about it."

"But the front line is still too dangerous after all," Mason wanted to persuade him, "this group of students is a treasure, and they all hope that they will graduate quickly to make up for the shortcomings in various places..."

"Danger?" Jeska raised his eyebrows. Although his eye socket was covered by a black cloth belt, it seemed that a cold light came out of the gap. "It's just right that you can get rid of cowards. Why do you still be a soldier if you are afraid of danger? You don't have to say beautiful words. With your enrollment quality, you can leave half of your people. You can thank the Lord for your blessing."

Mason scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

After all, it is guaranteed that all candidates in Tiefeng County can be admitted, and the passing line of the Army Second College entrance examination will drop below sea level.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the candidate only steps on the test, he can find his name on the admission list.

"What are you laughing at?" Jeska turned his face toward Mason.

"Nothing," Mason waved his hand quickly, even if the other party couldn't see it. "You are right, you can really do everything you can, so I asked you to check and eliminate unqualified candidates. Only you can take on this important task."

"Stop flattering," Jeska said nothing, but it can be seen that he is still very helpful.

"However, on the front line, how should the second school attend classes?" Mason instinctively began to check for omissions and fill in the gaps. "For barracks, there are no ready-made barracks available, and there is no manpower at present..."

"Class? What class?" Jeska studed his crutches to the ground. "Is there any better class than the battlefield? It is better to pull them into the trenches and stuff a shovel into their hands without preparing the barracks. You can use the other troops as you command them."

"Then..." Mason grabbed the back of his head, "I'm not polite."

"You're welcome? Why should you be polite?" Jeska asked, "This is a battle against the Kings Castle. These students may never have the chance to see a siege of this scale again in their lives. If you miss it, it is the biggest regret. Even if you use them and let them have a long experience, it will be no harm."

"Yes," Mason raised his hand to salute, and asked with a smile, "Actually, you don't want to miss this siege, right?"

Jeska snorted coldly, without saying a word.

"Then, I'll tell you the arrangement," Mason switched the topic at the right time, "and please help me check it out."

"After saying that," Jeska answered concisely.

Mason expanded the map and explained it to Lieutenant Colonel Jeska.

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[Shijian River Embankment]

"The island opposite is Magit Island," Mason leaned on the river bank and pointed out the two behind him. "In just that day, the enemy has inserted a circle of pointed wooden stakes on the river bank and connected the wooden stakes with iron chains, so that we will not give us the opportunity to take a boat to the beach directly..."

The acting commander of the Iron Peak County Infantry Regiment [Tamas] and the first battalion commander of the Leiqu County Infantry Regiment [Charka Matt] listened to the major's instructions while concentrating on observing the situation on the island.

"I originally thought about why I couldn't wait for a while and wait for everyone to take action," Captain Chalkar Matt frowned. "Now it seems that it's really undesirable."

"Yes, the longer it drags on, the harder it is," Mason explained patiently, "and if you cross the river and fight, soldiers are more expensive than elites."

Richard Mason has been officially appointed by General Geissa as the deputy commander of the siege of the Kings Castle, and of course the commander-in-chief is Geissa Adonis himself.

As for another general of the new army, Skur Mecklen, he had already returned to Fengshi City.
To be continued...