In ancient times, there was a saying that if an army was strong enough, even a small team of people would have the power of thousands of soldiers and horses.
Sui Xiong didn't believe this kind of saying. The earth was not this world. There were no middle or higher levels. Those freaks who had comprehended fighting spirit and were tens, hundreds, and thousands of times stronger than the limits of the human body … How could they have that kind of power just by relying on the power of their flesh and blood? How could they have that kind of power?
Perhaps that saying was just a beautified fantasy on Earth, but in this world, it was a real possibility.
"How … how could this be?" Sui Xiong looked at the group of soldiers on the ground who were forming a neat formation and walking past the high platform to be inspected by the core leaders of the Republic of Northwest.
There were not many of them, at most a hundred people. As an experimental troop, they didn't need too many people in the first place. However, when these mere hundred or so people walked on the square, they really did have the imposing manner of a magnificent army with thousands of horses and horses roaring.
Well, to say that they were equivalent to thousands of soldiers and horses was not wrong. A normal "thousands of soldiers and horses" might not even be able to defeat a mere hundred people — who had ever seen an army made up of people who were officially at the level of the advanced level? Not to mention that the proportion of mid-level people in this army was shockingly high, about one in every five or six people.
Generally speaking, among the so-called "elite soldiers," there would be about one in every ten people who were good at the level of the advanced level. They were responsible for basic commands in battles and when necessary, they would fight hard battles. If conditions were met, they would generally try to arrange for one mid-level person to be placed in a hundred people. This could greatly improve the emergency response ability of the army. Even if they were placed in temporarily, it was better than not having one.
But even in this world where experts were everywhere, it might not be difficult to find good people at the level of the advanced level, but it was not so easy to find people at the level of the intermediate level. People with such strength did not need to go to the army to live a life of risking their lives. If they mingled in society, they could become the top management of a large organization. If they were in politics, most of the knights would welcome such a colleague or assistant. Generally speaking, as long as one's vision wasn't too high, many barons or viscounts would be willing to take out a quasi-knighthood that didn't have a fief, or an official position with a decent income to recruit such adventurers.
Just like on Earth, a strong man who could fight was nothing, but a person who could achieve good results in an official combat competition could find a decent job no matter what. Every gym and martial arts club in the world would not reject an official grandmaster of combat as a trainer.
As for the high level, that would be incredible. Unless there was a huge battle, it was unlikely that they would see them, even if they were officers. Not to mention thousands or tens of thousands of soldiers, no matter how many soldiers there were, there would not be any high-level experts in the army.
Using Earth as an example, a high-level powerhouse was probably equivalent to a world-class martial artist, and the kind that also had the identity of an action movie star. Such a person, even if he was willing to serve the country, no retarded country would take him as an ordinary soldier. He would either be arranged to be a combat instructor in a base that specialized in training elites, or be arranged to be an image ambassador in an army that showcased the country's image.
Pearls would not be cast into darkness. If someone felt that his position did not reflect his value, there were only two possibilities. Either he felt too good about himself, or he chose the wrong profession.
For example, he was obviously a martial god in the world who punched leopards and kicked crocodiles, but he did not choose to be a trainer, but chose to be a painter. This was because he was stupid and insisted on doing a profession that he was not good at. Of course, it was inevitable that he would be at a disadvantage.
After all, experts at the mid-level or even higher levels rarely appeared in the army. Among these hundreds of people, there were nearly 20 mid-level powerhouses, and the rest were all low-level powerhouses. Not to mention anything else, just by relying on their own strength, they would probably be able to defeat a ten-thousand-man army without a large number of experts holding the fort. Just like in the historical stories, they would come and go with a roar, breaking through the army formation without losing a single person.
"Where did you find such a group of people to train?" Sui Xiong asked curiously after recovering from his shock.
Leonard shook his head. "I couldn't find so many masters to train. In fact, before I started training, among these hundreds of people, there were less than 30 who had entered the ranks. The rest were not even in the ranks at all."
"What?!" Sui Xiong was shocked. "You mean, in just half a year of special training, among these people, those who were not in the ranks have entered the ranks, and many who have entered the ranks have even advanced to the mid-level?! Your training efficiency is way too high! "
"I'm very surprised too," Leonard said. "In this half a year, I watched them grow day by day and become stronger bit by bit. If it wasn't for the fact that the speed at which they became stronger had finally slowed to a halt, I even intended to continue training them. "
Sui Xiong nodded. If this group of people could continue to become stronger, then it was indeed worth continuing training. If there was a stable channel to train mid-level powerhouses, or even high-level powerhouses, then even if there was no strong army, the Republic of Northwest could still become the most powerful country in the world.
Regrettably, this training method seemed to only be able to raise the level by one, which was a fly in the ointment.
"In that case, should we consider recruiting some mid-level powerhouses to train?" Sui Xiong asked. "If we can train some high-level powerhouses, it will be much more valuable than training the national army."
Leonard smiled and said, "I think so too, but my cloning ability is limited. You also know that although I'm slightly stronger than the average evil god, after all, I haven't truly integrated with the priesthood, and my cloning ability is greatly limited. "
"In that case, I'll try training too," Sui Xiong said. "Although my main body is still busy with a major matter, it shouldn't be difficult to create two or three weak Divine Power level clones."
So, the matter was settled.
Sui Xiong hid his identity and used the official channels of the Republic of Northwest to issue a recruitment order.
The recruitment order said that a senior Legendary Master wanted to find a group of middle-level young adults to undergo special training that could improve their strength. The special training would last about half a year to a year.
If the candidate really advanced through the special training, then they would have to serve the Republic of Northwest for 30 years. If they only improved their strength and did not advance, then they only had to serve for 10 years. If they did not even improve their strength, then at the end of the special training, the senior was willing to give them a large sum of money — equivalent to the income from a relatively dangerous adventure, as well as a tailor-made practical magic equipment to compensate for the hard work during this period.
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