Chapter 34: Essential Training

It's snowing.

Floating snowflakes fell from the sky, making the forests and mountains change overnight.

It was just winter, and the Howling Forest ushered in the first heavy snow of the year. The temperature suddenly dropped. The forest, which was originally quite noisy in the past, suddenly became quiet.

The heavy snow lasted for more than ten days. Whether it was animals, monsters or smart tribes living in the forest, they all shrank and reduced their activities, preparing to survive this long and cold winter.

But at the northern end of the Whispering Forest near the Nucang River, bursts of passionate and heroic singing came, accompanied by the creaking sound of footsteps passing through the snow, breaking the peace in the forest.

A squirrel poked his furry head out of the cave in the tree and looked curiously at the group of bear men passing by below.

In the snow and ice, hundreds of bear men from the Mad Hammer Tribe lined up in a long queue. They were all naked and naked, just wearing leather skirts around their waists, carrying large, round and thick wood with battle axes on their backs.

"Hehe ha!"

The strong bodies were covered with crystal sweat, and white smoke was emitting hotly, mixed with the long breath that was exhaled and disappeared above the woods.

"Keep the team, keep pace, and don't fall behind!"

Leon, who was running in the front, turned around and shouted loudly.

His outfit is no different from other bear hammers, but he sweats a lot less. Obviously, this amount of exercise is quite easy for him.

Since taking over the power of the Mad Hammer Tribe, Leon has always wanted to train the warriors in the tribe into truly powerful soldiers.

In his opinion, the original methods and methods of the tribe in cultivating warriors were quite primitive and simple, and basically they were mainly practicing and improving themselves. Everyone cooperated with each other during hunting or fighting.

How can one train an elite soldier by relying on this natural way?

Leon didn't know how other races in this world trained the army. He used the military knowledge he had and combined with the actual situation of the Crazy Hammer Tribe to finally formulate a complete training plan.

Due to the need for autumn hunting and storage of grain some time ago, he has never taken out this plan.

Now that the preparations for winter are basically over, Leon doesn't want these more than a hundred strong bear men to crouch in the warm stone house to spend the whole winter, which is useless except adding a lot of fat to them.

Therefore, the bears and hammers in the Mad Hammer Tribe were in trouble, and they were also pulled out of physical fitness, combat skills and disciplined hard training.

It is impossible to say that no one complains, but Leon set an example and led the team to train, who would say no? The conviction and respect of these bear men now are beyond doubt.

The harsh environment can best test people's will and exercise people's physique. After only ten days of training, the Bear Hammers became stronger and stronger, and their cohesion and discipline were greatly improved, and they gradually became a little bit the elite they expected.

Leon has definitely worked hard for this team and his own strength.

In addition to daily training, he also carefully selected three-type combat skills from the ancient axe skills as combat skills, and conducted team drills every day to enhance the combat effectiveness of the entire team.

Looking at the majestic and neat queues of Bear Hammers, Leon's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction. If these guys were placed in his original world, they would be good materials for joining the army - bravery, loyalty, and simplicity!

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the snow-covered bushes not far away.

Leon turned his head and saw a fire hammer in a furry animal leather robe rushing out of the trees.

As soon as he saw Leon, he shouted loudly: "Brother Lei, the elder asked me to tell you that after training, go to his tent and discuss important things!"

"I understand! Don't run around, go back early!" Leon said, waved at him.

This naughty child has never been a sedate person. Even if the mountain is covered with heavy snow, he is unwilling to hide at home. He runs out from time to time to see Leon and others train, and takes bows and arrows to find trouble for the hare and pheasant.

Leon likes Xiao Hammer's character very much and has no intention of restraining his free growth. It's just that it's hard to guarantee that some beasts going out for food will appear in nearby mountains and forests, and safety is always the first priority.

"I understand!" Fire Hammer agreed crisply, turned around and slipped away without a trace.

This naughty child! Leon turned around and roared loudly: "You all ran away for me. Who is left behind? Let him sleep alone in the forest at night and have no food to eat!"

Tyrant, absolutely tyrant! The bears and hammers behind them all burst into tears and had to grit their teeth to speed up.

Leon didn't care about their thoughts at this time. If they couldn't complete the training task, even the rock hammer would have to be punished.

Military law is like iron, and no matter how strong the friendship is, it must be put aside.

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Winter nights always come very early. When Leon returned to the valley camp with a group of bear men to complete today's training mission, the night sky was already covering the earth.

Hope Valley is completely different from the ice and snow outside. The thick snow was shoveled clean by the Green Goblins' troops - this is the formal organization given by Leon to the Green Goblins as a supplement to the tribal combat power, and the Goblins' traitor, Holme, is their captain.

When there was insufficient food, Leon had also considered whether to give up this group of green goblins. However, these green goblins with low intelligence were obedient and willing to work hard, and they were not vague at all when they worked. As long as they had a full meal, they would be satisfied.

Without them, the Mad Hammer Tribe would not have built a new camp so quickly, so Leon and Elder Monstein discussed it and finally kept all the green goblins.

Lights were lit up in stone houses, orange lights were scattered on the road through the windows, and smoke from cooking was rising in every household. Due to the abundant food and winter, the Kuaihaw Tribe no longer implements the dining system.

The air was filled with the smell of fireworks and food, which made the late soldiers feel warm in the cold winter.

Leon understood this feeling very well. He waved his hand to disband the team and let the Bear Hammers go back to their own homes. Only the rotating soldiers still need to stick to their posts.

With a covered in frost and snow, Leon came to Elder Monstein's tent.

Elder Monstein's current residence was the tent owned by the two goblin wizards. The old shaman was very satisfied with it, so he moved in directly. Later, Leon brought a lot of equipment and furnishings in the Sawu tent.

As for the large tent of the goblin leader, it was moved to the place where the tribe held a meeting.

Originally, with his current status and authority in the Mad Hammer Tribe, there was no problem in living in that luxurious tent, but Leon felt that he should share the joys and sorrows with the tribal warriors, so he had always lived in his own stone house.

The tent was as warm as spring, and the stone fireplace was burning vigorously. The copper kettle placed on it was spitting out heat and letting out a low whistle.

Elder Monstein and Akran sat face to face on a thick couch, drinking hot fragrant tea around the small round table.

The mist-scented tea and exquisite enamel tea sets from the Kingdom of Otto were supposed to be tributes purchased by goblins to offer to the elves, but now it has become the exclusive enjoyment of two spellcasters, one old and one young.

The young magician stayed in the Mad Hammer Tribe as a captive and Leon follower, but Leon, who was busy with all kinds of things in the clan, had no time to pay attention to him.

Akran was very willing to go with the flow. After adapting to the life of the tribe, he performed quite well. He honestly did not cause trouble or thought of escaping, especially he established a good relationship with Elder Monstein.

Elder Monstein is a beast shaman, and the halo spell belongs to the divine power magic system, while Akran is a human magician, and magic belongs to the elemental magic system. However, as a knowledgeable spell caster, there are naturally many common topics between the two.

Elder Monstein learned about the current situation on the mainland through him, and Akran also learned a lot of knowledge through exchanges between the two sides, so the two were quite in love.

Later, Akran spent most of his time in Elder Monstein's tent, using the materials left by the wizard for magical experiments and practices.

"Elder, is there anything you have to do with me?"

Leon was not polite, and sat down at the tea table and asked.

He stretched out his finger and knocked on the table, signaling the mage to pour himself a cup of tea - followers should also look like followers.

Akran tried hard to suppress the urge to roll his eyes, and reluctantly poured him a cup of fragrant tea.

His attitude was very bad, and this follower was not as good as a maid! Leon snorted coldly.

He had seen the maids around the nobles in Blackstone Town. He was so gentle and considerate, and he was very considerate and could even fold the quilt to warm the bed at night. Isn’t it much better than this nagging magician?

If Akran knew that his evaluation in Leon was not as good as a maid, he would probably be so depressed that he would vomit blood.

"Drink tea first, let's talk slowly..." Elder Monstein smiled.

Leon picked up the teacup and drank it all. He had no hobby for tea and other things, as long as he could quench his thirst.

"Lei, you have reached the peak of level 6, right?" asked the old shaman.

Leon's heart moved and he immediately put down his empty cup: "Yes, elder!"

In fact, he felt the bottleneck of his strength half a month ago, and the level 6 breathing technique has no effect on his strength.

According to the instructions of the Book of Soul Refining, this is the peak of level 6 and the highest limit of a barbarian warrior.

Going further up, it’s the Beast Soul Warrior!

There is no doubt that what Elder Monstein wants to say must have something to do with the beast soul warrior, and Leon couldn't help but prick up his ears.
Chapter completed!