304: Chapter 8, Pie-drawing Training Method_3 304: Chapter 8, Pie-drawing Training Method_3 “Hawkman King, discussing this now serves no purpose.
The races who have broken their promises will sooner or later pay the price.
The war has already begun, and the three countries of the human race have mobilized all their forces.
It’s no longer something we can stop if we want to.
The more this happens, the stronger we have to be.
Any sign of weakness will only encourage the human race to become more aggressive, resulting in unprecedented disasters!”
The Lionman Emperor said righteously.
As long as they could maintain their facades, nothing was an issue.
They had started the war, so claiming it was a misunderstanding at this point wouldn’t fool anyone.
The Orc Army attacked aggressively, forcing the human nations that wished to conserve their strength to adopt a wait-and-see approach.
If they showed any signs of decay, there would be no shortage of people willing to participate in kicking them when they’re down.
The Human Alliance was not just for show, if there was a chance to annihilate the Orcs, no one would hold back.
When it comes to dealing with different races, the standing of the human race’s senior echelons is actually unanimous.
Nobody would want these guys to rise from the ashes one day and overturn their own established order.
“Hawkman King, hold your anger.
Now more than ever, we need unity.
The decision of the races on the continent to adopt a wait-and-see approach is only temporary.
As long as we make significant breakthroughs on the battlefield, they cannot resist joining the war.
Let’s put the previous issues aside for now, and discuss the coming war instead.
The battlefield of the Alpha Kingdom has reached a stalemate.
These old rivals know us too well.
Even if we break through their defensive line, there are countless castles behind their line waiting for us…”
Alex forced himself to mediate.
Among the five participants in the meeting, he was the only one who was still a crown prince, making the situation quite stifling for him.
For the four emperors, winning this war meant making a profit.
If they lost, they could still use the opportunity to remove dissenting forces and eliminate instability within the Imperial Court — everyone except Alex, that is.
There were things the emperors could do that the crown prince could not.
If he incurred the suspicion of the old Bimon Emperor, his tenure as crown prince would soon come to an end.
Thinking about all these distressing issues, Alex couldn’t help but wonder if his father had done this on purpose, seeking to prematurely kill him off through these relentless annoyances.
After all, given Alex’s physical condition, he couldn’t handle such torment.
…
“Speed up!
I can’t believe you are knights.
With such response speed, are you intending to gift your heads to the orcs?”
Hudson scolded sharply.
Ever since noticing the unfavorable situation at the front line, the members of the Koslow clan had hit a streak of bad luck.
They were subjected to the most rigorous military training.
Even Baron Redman was now running within the ranks.
Military duty was an unbearable responsibility for every noble!
On the battlefield, the orcs didn’t care about your status.
The higher the status, the happier they’d be to kill you.
In order to increase everyone’s survival rate, Hudson decisively chose to organise intensive training.
All clan members who needed to go to battle enjoyed the harsh treatment of devil-like training.
Pure running was naturally not a challenge for these knight masters.
However, under Belsden’s gravity field, things were entirely different.
Everyone seemed to have hundreds of pounds on their back.
Normal walking was barely possible, but fast running was too much to ask for.
Protests were useless.
Once Hudson was on the training ground, he was ruthless.
Mr.
Belsden, who was enjoying the game immensely, was even less likely to show mercy.
One man and one bear were like devils, forcing them to train.
The results were outstanding, and once they left the range of the gravity field, their reaction speed improved significantly.
However, there was still a great gap from Hudson’s requirements.
During the civilized duels among nobles in normal times, those with stronger realms basically always won, but things were different when life and death were at stake on the battlefield.
Any sudden situation could affect both sides of the battle.
It was commonplace for the stronger side to die at the hands of the weaker side.
They had no chance to experience life and death first-hand, but they could try to increase their physical reaction speed.
These people were the elite of the Koslow clan.
If they all died on the battlefield, Hudson would not be able to support a clan by himself.
If the war was unfavorable, those with fast reactions could follow him in a strategic retreat.
As long as the elite were preserved, he could pull together a new team at any time, even if the army under his command was annihilated.
The decline of a major noble was typically marked by population scarcity, or useless descendants.
A major noble that relied solely on outsiders and lacked direct clan members would soon be hollowed out.
In this era where bloodline matters, the clan is the best bond of interest, much more reliable than any alliance.
Even if not all of these people were loyal to Hudson, their loyalty was generally higher than outsiders.
Only when everyone was exhausted did Hudson stop and wipe his sweat.
Although nurtured by the power of the Mysterious Compass, making his physique much stronger than ordinary people, he was still susceptible to fatigue and exhaustion.
The only downside to Belsden’s gravity field was its indiscriminate attack.
Those receiving the training suffered, and Hudson, as the instructor who also received the same treatment, wasn’t faring much better.
“Hudson, this training intensity is too taxing, I’m afraid…”
Before Baron Redman could finish his sentence, Hudson interrupted him:
“Father, rest assured.
I am moving around in the gravity field like you and understand the extent of our physical consumption very well.
Just by eating some extra nutritional items, we can replenish what our bodies have consumed.
You do not have to worry about the expense, if everyone shares the cost, it won’t amount to much.
It costs only two or three gold coins per person a day to increase the chances of survival on the battlefield.
It’s such a good deal that you can’t refuse.
Moreover, this level of training can also benefit your realm cultivation.
Recently, I have clearly felt that the speed of the Seed of Life has increased by nearly 20%.
Especially for knights like you who have reached a bottleneck, with a bit more persistence, you might just break through your current realm.”
Hudson tried to persuade passionately.
Whether or not this training can break through one’s realm, only the Lord of the Dawn would know.
In any case, what he needed to do was to make them believe that the current training could not only increase their ability to protect themselves but also improve their strength.
If their realm didn’t improve, then it was because they didn’t train hard enough.
With so many people present, Hudson didn’t believe that there wouldn’t be a few who made significant progress.
As long as one example was set, the Pie-drawing Training Method could continue.
Having the perfect answer, all the words Baron Redman had prepared were swallowed back into his stomach.
For a knight, the temptation of an advancement in realm is simply too great.
Now, they were trying to persuade the knight officers, and next, it would be time to persuade the soldiers.
The theoretical basis must be perfected.