Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 889: Can't Win Even a Little Bit (Additional Update for the Previous Monthly Tickets)

After returning to the bedroom and changing into a Zhongshan suit which made it easier to move around, Zhou Xu walked towards the Qinzheng Hall with a light body and mind.

The files of other wood elves were compiled into a book and sent to him three days later.

There are no high-potential talents here. If there were, the Population Registration Department would report to him specifically.

Under normal circumstances, this part of the population is handed over to the Labor Dispatch Bureau, which will then assign them based on their talents and abilities.

However, considering that the wood elves are a special race, even if they need to be transferred, they will basically be transferred to special departments. In addition, their population is not large, so this part of the work is personally handled by Zhou Xu.

After looking at this, Zhou Xu actually discovered that many of these wood elves have talents suitable for being soldiers.

But those special departments also need labor deployment at this stage, especially the equipment enchantment department.

Work like population registration can be done slowly, at most it will just take a little more time.

However, the work of equipment enchantment directly affects the combat effectiveness of their Great Zhou troops.

According to the plan, he will officially launch an attack on the rat people in the early spring of next year, and this is the time when he needs equipment.

Knowing this, Zhou Xu carefully selected and assembled a team of 100 wood elves from his personal regiment to train as a special force.

When the size of the wood elves increases in the future, every wood elf in his personal guard will be able to become a team leader.

A team leader leads ten new recruits. As long as there are enough wood elves in his Great Zhou, the size of the wood elf army can be expanded to a thousand people in one go!

Simply put, this team of 100 people will be the framework of the future wood elf troops.

If we lay a solid foundation now, we will be much more efficient when we build it up later.

As for the current stage...

The number is too small and the combat power is limited, so he will just train them slowly as his own personal guard. The scale of their Great Zhou is no longer what it used to be. According to the current war standards, he does not expect a hundred wood elves to have much combat power. He will wait until the size of the wood elves grows.

If it were the previous Zhou Xu, he probably wouldn't have considered this matter.

The natural life span of the elves is there. When their tribe grows in size, it is even a question whether his ashes will still be there.

But the situation is different now. After learning the method to become a supernatural life, on the premise that he can successfully advance to a supernatural life, his lifespan will naturally be extended.

Under this premise, some development issues can naturally be considered in the long term.

During this period, Zhou Xu certainly also thought of the wood elves still living in the basin forest.

In terms of identity, those wood elves are not yet official citizens of their Great Zhou.

However, Zhou Xu didn't care. The younger generation of the Wood Elves were basically all in their Great Zhou. These Wood Elves were the future of the Wood Elves!

Under this premise, in Zhou Xu's opinion, it doesn't make much difference whether the older generation of wood elves make this application and officially become citizens of their Great Zhou.

At the same time, while Zhou Xu was busy arranging work for the remaining wood elves, the ten wood elves led by John had officially started their daily training as part of his personal guard.

Unlike ordinary jobs, there are no performance requirements for military service, but there are training targets.

Although John and Sion are both elven wizards, they still cannot skip the basic physical training and even close combat training.

According to Zhou Xu's thinking, although you are a mage, you cannot be completely defenseless after the enemy gets close to you.

John and Sean had worked in logging teams and wood processing factories before, so their physical fitness was pretty good. Silk was undoubtedly aware of this, so he didn't give them any gradual operations, but gave them some intensity right from the start.

When dealing with newcomers, you always have to let them suffer a little so that they can understand how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.

There is a large open space in the square in front of the imperial palace. On weekdays, the imperial guardsmen basically conduct their daily training in this square.

At this moment, the personal guard led by Silk is carrying out the simplest daily training program, which is simply running laps.

Running laps itself does not require any technical difficulty, but as the number of laps increases, it will gradually become difficult.

At this moment, the wood elves, including John and Sean, were already sweating and panting from running. Some of them even felt so tired that their consciousness was almost blurred.

Just then, Silk's voice came from behind.

"What? This won't work?"

Almost at the same time as this voice sounded, the elven knights led by Silk had already run to a position level with Sion and the others.

"Huh? Who are you saying is incapable?!"

Even though Sean was almost out of breath, he still fought back without any hesitation, and at the same time, he glared at Silk fiercely.

From the first day he joined the Royal Guards, Sean showed a strong competitive spirit towards Silk.

He wants to compete with Silk in everything and wants to win in everything.

But unfortunately, his unilateral record so far is a complete failure, and he really can't win at all.

In the time it took to say this, the elven knights led by Silk had easily surpassed them, ran to the front of the team, and kept widening the distance between them.

Looking at the backs of Silk and the others, Sean, who had just responded purely on instinct, now slowly reacted.

"Wait, wait a minute. How did they get behind us?"

After asking this question, Sean was stunned for two seconds, and then his face changed on the spot.

"Shit! Are we being trapped?!"

As they were talking, Silk and the others who were running in front had already led them by half a lap.

What made them even more speechless was that the group of elven knights were still running there wearing a full set of knight armor.

On the other hand, they were only wearing light training clothes. Once compared, they couldn't help but admit defeat.

But according to the temperament of the elves, if you want them to give in and admit that they are incompetent, it would be better to kill them directly, not to mention that Silk mocked them when he passed by just now.

How can you tolerate this?

Even John, who had the most mature character, still took the bait even though he knew the other party was deliberately stabbing them.

This is also the biggest reason why they gritted their teeth and continued running even though they were obviously running out of breath.

For them, this has already risen to a question of ethnic dignity, and they, the wood elves, must fight to the end!

(End of this chapter)