《What in the World?》Chapter 5
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Another day has passed and the refugees have finally settled. Currently, the carpenters from the refugees that were led to the barricade yesterday were surprised by it and soon they added a few more upgrades to support the barricade and few more thin spikes below. they run wild on their imagination on upgrading the barricade.
While still early in the morning I had instructed the villagers to find an Iron deposit with the blacksmiths going with them were a bunch of villagers and 1 retired soldier.
The other retired soldier was named Chris I have left him in the village to educate villagers on how to wield weapons efficiently. Rather than swords as a norm I have instructed the retired soldier to use spears as the main weapon for the villagers. With few weapons and materials available the spear was the best solution currently in the village not wanting to take any more time Chris, gathered up the villagers and taught them the basics.
Seeing how they trained I was a bit disappointed, you could say they immediately started a mock battle to test out the skills of every villager. Some were just watching and dozed off and some would just walk away after some time and just return after they were close to the finish of the mock battles.
Having experienced training as a reserve force in the modern world there was a huge difference in the training methods being done in this world.
Disappointed I called out to Chris and told him some things and let me take charge of the training for today. The retired soldier was surprised but still obediently followed my instruction walking at the side and he began to observe my kind of training exercises.
With fewer people being manned on the barricades to defend I have now 40 people available that are ready to be trained. I called out every one of them to count themselves up and have them lined up properly. There were now 4 lines with 10 people each. Each line I have assigned a squad leader and have their squad names form as Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, and Delta.
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Seeing that I directly commanded them not one of them tried to slack off, as a person with a title of Royal Inventor they would basically obey all my commands. Calling Chris he handed me a paper and quill then I wrote their training schedule. After finishing it for a moment Chris was startled what was inside.
The schedule was packed from 5 AM these villagers would need to run 3 lapses around the village and have them rest up in between and some more discipline training. Then they would have to run again outside at 4 PM another 3 lapses before resting. Plus in the middle of the night, Chris would regroup them in the center for checkup practicing their alertness and discipline.
When the villagers knew about the schedule every one of them felt scared and worried if they could do it. But none were against it since seeing the refugees the other day. They could feel the threat of the Beast horde coming on their way, and also having to eat meat every day after training is already considered the best treatment for them.
In the middle of the night, a bell would ring and the trained villagers would immediately head to the center to form their lines. Some were still feeling sleepy but all of them were in order. After Chris saw their attitude he was surprised they were different when he was trained as a soldier when he was still in a kingdom. They move more orderly in a short span of days than them which took many weeks or even months just to properly instill discipline.
In the middle of the night I could hear the bell outside they should be regrouping in no time. Now inside my hut with the table in front of me, there was a map around this place. This map was from one of the refugees who were a cartographer. Seeing the map of surrounding our area, we are surrounded by forest and mountains and to the east was their village and us on the west.
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Moments later I could hear someone walking to my hut and knocked.
"Come in." There I saw the villager with the blacksmith were I sent them to find an Iron deposit they hurriedly came back as soon as possible not wanting to waste time and they did not disappoint me, just north of us at the mountains they found a cave-like system inside the mountain was untouched iron ores ready to be mined.
"If we could have people extract the iron then we would immediately forge tools and weapons to defend this village." one of the blacksmiths talked excitedly.
"Call Christ and have him instruct the Charlie and Delta squad to cooperate with the blacksmiths on mining the ores." The villager immediately responded and moved out to call Chris.
Now with the Iron on hand, I should start making blueprints that will bring a change to this village after a thorough conversation with the blacksmith they bid their farewell to rest and would return tomorrow after they left feeling tired from for today I would end it today and sleep.
In the next few hours when the sun has risen After I go out from the hut I instantly met with Gerrart after the increase of the population of the village, he had wanted me to officially name the village from now on. He insisted on having a name for our village as he was ecstatic to see how fast the village is developing and soon it would be known from neighboring villages or cities and even kingdoms.
After some careful deliberation, I have named the village as Novus. Where the Innovation of this world will start. Gerrart not knowing the real meaning of the name still nods obediently and soon spreads the birth of Novus to the residence.
With the two squads remaining they still maintained their routine they were no more normal villagers instead they were now soldiers. Even Chris was surprised at how fast they developed. If only I could have guns would I fear everything in this world? I couldn't help but think how useful if there were guns in this current world beast would get annihilated instantly.
Suddenly one of the villagers came running at me.
"Sir, the first signal has been lit!" This villager was running as fast as he can to report to me.
"So they've come," I replied while watching the direction on where the signal should've lit.
After the refugees had come to Novus, I have instructed some villagers to take extra measures and set up sentries to see if beasts would soon come to the village. since the signal has been lit four to five days from now the beast horde would come to the village.
"Call everyone outside to stop what they're doing and have them come to the center of the village!" Hearing my command both Alpha and Beta squads have hurriedly spread out and told the villagers.
An hour later everyone has already gathered in the center except the blacksmith and the two squads in the mountains.
"The beast horde will come in exactly four to five days from now. But, fear not we will defend against them in this village at all cost. I shall promise not one of the people here will die in the upcoming battle!" The villagers and especially the refugees began to get nervous when they heard the beast horde will come but after hearing that I would defend this village at all cost. The villager's nervousness instantly vanished and was replaced with resolve on defending to their last breath.
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