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Chapter 1197 - 405. Salute to you! Captain Knight

Chapter 1197: 405. Salute to you! Captain Knight

"Today is the final assessment for you recruits before you join the ranks of the glorious Winged Cavalry,"

"It will be extremely challenging, but I believe that after so many days of training, you have a basic understanding of Winged Cavalry tactics, and I believe the sweat and tears you have shed are enough to temper you from a bunch of sissies who can’t ride horses into true steel warriors!"

"Today, under the witness of these ancient woods, new members will join the Winged Cavalry, and the ancient tradition of glory will be carried on!"

The Valande Knight’s distinctive, whip-crack-like booming voice resonated through the evening skies near the Ancestral Woods on the Xike plains; today, he was fully-armored, even donning his full complement of weaponry, seated upon his warhorse "Coldwind."

Besides him were Knight Sannie and several other Winged Cavalry commanders, facing before them 31 Winged Cavalry recruits awaiting assessment.

Not a single NPC, all players from the Crimson Hammer and Sickle Group.

The NPC knights who had enlisted alongside Stick Brother had not even completed the second trial of the recruit’s drill, while these fast-learning, fearless little players had already advanced to the fifth trial.

The progress of the two groups was simply not on the same level!

The Valande Knight used to marvel at this disparity, but as he got involved in more under Sir Morphy’s command and understood more about the warriors, especially after being informed of their true identities, he began to think such disparity should exist.

After all, they are "heroic spirits" from another realm!

They had already been battle-hardened in their own planes of existence, only weakened by the journey across worlds, which had taken much of their strength; yet, their exceptional combat instincts were still hidden within their bodies.

They just needed to be re-tempered by time and battle in Transia to become powerful once again.

This perfectly explained their remarkable learning ability and growth rate.

While this odd narrative about the warriors couldn’t be said to be exactly the same as the backstory Morphy concocted for the players, it was also a far cry, but once Morphy became aware of it, he quickly adopted an ostrich policy, neither admitting nor denying, simply letting the rumor spread.

Rumor had it that the tale originated from the Rushing River Knights Group and was spread far and wide by Miss Biqi’s big mouth; however, it turned out that compared to the mysterious and vast legends of the Ceris tribe, the locals were more receptive to the notion of "heroic spirits from alternate planes."

Perhaps because this world had its own indefinable mysteries like resentful spirits, and since resentful spirits existed, the addition of heroic spirits probably wasn’t too problematic.

As the leader of the recruits, Stick Brother proudly sat straight on his horse’s saddle, his face sporting a prideful smirk like a vainglorious dragon.

He had every right to such an expression!

For, in the past twenty-five days, he had completed the arduous Winged Cavalry training regimen through his own effort and unwavering persistence. The intensity of this training and the learning and mastery of cavalry skills were not mere "war games" that even a self-disciplined veteran could complete casually.

They had spent at least four-fifths of all their gaming time over these twenty-five days on horseback, with formations like wall charges and piercing charges practiced no less than two thousand times.

Not only did they have to learn in the game, but the tough guys of Hammer and Sickle Brigade even set up a group offline, sharing various cavalry tactics and learning tips they had collected online.

In the last twenty-five days, these 31 little players were in a state of "madness," especially those Tiger Leopard Cavalry Brothers with families who often quarreled with their families over these studies and research.

But it was all worth it!

They created the "fastest clear" record in the history of the Winged Cavalry!

According to Knight Sannie, even the greatest Wing Riding Commander in history, Count Shuren’s father, Old Count Xike, took three months as a young man to pass the Winged Cavalry recruit trials.

These foreigners from the Exotic Lands had already created a miracle today!

In the eyes of the Wing Riding Commanders before them, there was no longer any trace of scorn or disdain in Stick Brother’s direction, but rather respect and well-wishing. This change in the locals’ attitude toward them filled Stick Brother with a sense of achievement, a pleasure that even surpassed finding treasures in the game.

He had proven by his actions that Sir Morphy’s initial judgment of him was wrong!

Not only had he successfully integrated into Transia, but he had also earned the trust and respect of the most stubborn people on Transian lands.

But this was only the first step!

Stick Brother’s attitude toward the Black Disaster differed from most.

He was probably one of the few who looked forward to Black Disaster arriving as soon as possible; he didn’t hide his fervor for war, hoping to earn the highest honor for himself and his brothers in that war destined to be recorded in history.

Having never undergone that supreme trial for a warrior in a military career worth reminiscing was Stick Brother’s regret, but now, as his life was halfway through, he was finally able to fill that void.

He believed it wasn’t just him who felt this way; his teammates, who had been tempered by Transia’s wartime experiences into unparalleled sharpness, also anticipated the moment they would shine on the stage of war.