You and Galen have entered the military camp, and your life is the same as that of other knights' retinues, except that the knights who treat you are very friendly and will not deliberately make things difficult for you. If a civilian child is lucky and outstanding enough,

You can also get such a teacher.

You have started training and become familiar with the command system and combat methods of lower-level soldiers and officers.

And began to learn how to maintain armor and everything in the military camp.

You also find that in this world, many things involved in marching and fighting are the same, but because there are many more powerful men who can defeat a hundred, it looks quite explosive, and the tactical layout will also be changed accordingly.

In the eleventh year, Jarvan IV also came, and he came among ordinary soldiers like you - ordinary soldiers indeed, but with higher quality.

You have also begun to move around various legions, constantly becoming familiar with the functions and taboos of various arms, and when is the most appropriate time to use them.

Because of this, you learn a lot.

Both Garen and Jarvan have their own preferences, but you question the knowledge in your head and are better at the overall tactical arrangement.

Your body has become stronger due to exercise, and Galen...

Galen is not good, his body is not very good, even worse than the average soldier, so you can often see him doing extra training.

Therefore, you practiced extra time with him, which made him very helpless.

Because your talent is much better than his, you can train longer than him and get better results.

During an exhausting training session, he reluctantly spoke to you.

"You are more talented than me, and you work harder than me... It's really frustrating."

"But you have a good family. This alone is worth the efforts of three generations of mine."

You said it with a smile.

"You bastard."

Galen was lying on the ground and gave you a middle finger, feeling quite dissatisfied with you mentioning his family.

Then, get up and continue training.

In the twelfth year, Galen's grades were a little better, but still not good. He was too far behind.

And you are said by the instructor to be ready to kill enemies. You can drag a ten-meter-tall statue forward with one hand, which is enough to join Demacia's most elite legion, the Dauntless Vanguard.

However, because of your height and age, they did not do this and continued to train you.

During this period, a small-scale war broke out between Demacia and Noxus, and you and Garen were transferred to the front lines to observe.

Along the way, you saw the lives of non-Demacians.

Those close to Demacia are okay. Although they are poor, they are not unable to live. However, those far away from Demacia are not. Their lives are extremely difficult, and there is almost no hope, and some are only despair.

You watched in silence, and then sighed helplessly, as did Galen.

The team leading the attack on the Demacian Alliance was not a famous person like Swain or Darius. It was a commander without any name in the alliance, but he caused a lot of trouble for the Demacians.

, they cleverly led Demacia's previous team into a canyon, and are now besieging it.

Theoretically, you and the people of this country should attack the Noxians together to win, but unfortunately, that is not possible.

Because the people in those small countries not only had no morale, they didn't even have enough food to eat, and their weapons were extremely crude. They couldn't be called an army at all, let alone fight the Noxians.

The commanders quarreled over this, and finally decided to plan the siege of Noxus directly, wanting to rush in and help.

No matter how you look at it, you think this is a dead word, but the Demacians plan to do this.

You refer to the history of battles in this world, and then look at this group of ultimate men wearing two centimeter-thick armor. You know that Mang should be able to win, but he will suffer a lot.

So you thought about it again and decided to tell Galen your thoughts.

"We should open the reservoir, or attack the grain roads and cities in the rear, instead of directly attacking the Noxian formation. They have already built a stronghold."

"so?"

Galen looked at you doubtfully.

"Give me a batch of food and grass, the flag of Demacia and the command of this country's army, and I will go do something."

Although your application is incredible, the commander looked at you, Galen, and Jarvan and agreed, but you are the only one to go, and the only companions are people from that small country and five fully armed Demacia warriors.

Galen looked at your determined gaze and decided to go with you.

This decision met with opposition, but Galen carried it out forcefully.

So, you have five more Demacian Juggers in your ranks.

You watched the large army begin to march towards the Noxian stronghold, knowing that you didn't have enough time, so after feeding these soldiers, you quickly divided into two groups and asked Galen to lead a group of people.

The upstream river opens its gates to release water, and you quickly lead people to attack the grain channel and the city behind.

Although your subordinates thought you were risking your life, after you asked to wait for you to rush in, the soldiers of these small countries finally gained some fighting strength.

You waited for those Noxian grain trucks, and it was indeed as expected. Most of the people carrying grain were newly captured slaves from Noxus, as well as the soldiers guarding them.

So, you let these defeated soldiers raise the flag of Demacia, and then launched a charge!

"We, Demacia, are here to save you! If you don't resist now, why are you waiting?"

You rushed into the enemy formation, and your powerful force allowed you to chop off the head of the leader of the team with one blow, and then with a quick slash, you chopped off the Noxian flag.

The next moment, five Demacia heavy-armored warriors led a large group of people holding Demacia flags and charged down from the heights.

The other officers here were about to say something when they saw the broken weapons of those people, but your sword had already struck him in the face.

You basically just stare at these officers and fight them, and with the charge and help of your heavily armored soldiers, your action goes quite smoothly.

Under your attack, the slaves in the grain transport team mutinied.

They used the iron chains or grain bags in their hands to hit the Noxians, and the Noxians who suffered great changes were also in chaos.

You successfully conducted a raid and destroyed the grain transport team.

Then you hid the grain and grain, but burned a lot of fodder.

After accommodation, you let the Demacia warriors and the warriors from those small countries put on Noxian clothes and weapons, drag the remaining grain carts, and start an embarrassing 'escape' towards the city behind Noxus.
Chapter completed!