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Part of Legacy of Prometheus Universe. Perspective of a Southern Mercenaries officer named Jain Lantafik (indeed, from the aforementioned story). Written for Halloween Candy Bash Jam.
Based on my first experience of military education combined with Three Kingdoms stuff and some Halloween twists.
This is my first day in the camp since that last incident. The one I don't want to remember anymore.
While the chaos across Upplysningen continues to ensue, the seemingly peaceful southern parts are also under threat from local tribes owing to the unusual autumn. For such precarious one, there are not enough soldiers for the court to send - they're mostly in the north either to check the restless warlords or serve as a deterrence to the disloyal tribes.
Facing the understaffed situation, the Mercenaries have to start intensive training for most of the tributes for the upcoming chaos, while rationing system is still in place ever since their foundation.
I must admit, they did actually have proper planning, in contrast to what I know in the Lower Morass - undisciplined, dispersed.
For the first few weeks, we're actually going through the swamps for studying relevant tactics when facing stronger enemies, and how to use natural terrain to our advantage. And going to kill some creatures that stand in our way, yes.
As for the following weeks, we not only undergo loyalty tests but also training to use the widely-used weapons at that time, spear and matchlock.
Another lesson is to learn how to be compassionate for other tribes that are willing to aid us. For this, we had to make ourselves a bunch of clothes and pancakes from sugar canes. These tribesmen are really known for their gratitude, it seems.
The last test happens in the desolate mangrove forests as many local creatures seemed to get corrupt with evil intentions and collude with the remaining unsubdued tribes to drive the Mercenaries back. Under superior firepower and tactical insights, they were almost wiped out, thus paving the way to the settlement for their families.
[6 months passed]
I was promoted to a polished commander with the "Lord of the Southern Passes" due to my perceived extraordinary leadership.
And the six-month trial is over. We're officially the full-fledged Mercenaries now, and will do everything for the sake of Upplysningen's peace.
Part of Legacy of Prometheus Universe. Perspective of a Southern Mercenaries officer named Jain Lantafik (indeed, from the aforementioned story). Written for Halloween Candy Bash Jam.
Based on my first experience of military education combined with Three Kingdoms stuff and some Halloween twists.
This is my first day in the camp since that last incident. The one I don't want to remember anymore.
While the chaos across Upplysningen continues to ensue, the seemingly peaceful southern parts are also under threat from local tribes owing to the unusual autumn. For such precarious one, there are not enough soldiers for the court to send - they're mostly in the north either to check the restless warlords or serve as a deterrence to the disloyal tribes.
Facing the understaffed situation, the Mercenaries have to start intensive training for most of the tributes for the upcoming chaos, while rationing system is still in place ever since their foundation.
I must admit, they did actually have proper planning, in contrast to what I know in the Lower Morass - undisciplined, dispersed.
For the first few weeks, we're actually going through the swamps for studying relevant tactics when facing stronger enemies, and how to use natural terrain to our advantage. And going to kill some creatures that stand in our way, yes.
As for the following weeks, we not only undergo loyalty tests but also training to use the widely-used weapons at that time, spear and matchlock.
Another lesson is to learn how to be compassionate for other tribes that are willing to aid us. For this, we had to make ourselves a bunch of clothes and pancakes from sugar canes. These tribesmen are really known for their gratitude, it seems.
The last test happens in the desolate mangrove forests as many local creatures seemed to get corrupt with evil intentions and collude with the remaining unsubdued tribes to drive the Mercenaries back. Under superior firepower and tactical insights, they were almost wiped out, thus paving the way to the settlement for their families.
[6 months passed]
I was promoted to a polished commander with the "Lord of the Southern Passes" due to my perceived extraordinary leadership.
And the six-month trial is over. We're officially the full-fledged Mercenaries now, and will do everything for the sake of Upplysningen's peace.
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