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Rafen Outskirts .

Fireee!

Smoke bursts from the barrels of ten cannons, propelling shells which obliterate the target watchtowers into tiny pieces .

Next fireee!

In succession, another ten cannons unleash their loads .

First squad, 3 hits! Second squad, 5 hits!

Once the report comes in, cheers erupt from the second squad while the first squad lets out a frustrated groan .

Alcohol will be added to todays meal for the second squad!

After Celia shouts, the second squads cheering gets louder .

Happening in front of our eyes is the training of my army .

A large scale training session is being held at the request of Leopolt and Myla .

I say request, but they even had the daily schedule prepared so they really only asked for me to press the stamp of approval .

Now that I think back, it was actually Celia who did the final seal . I didnt do anything .

Get into anti-cavalry formation . Now switch . Get into attack formation .

There was a vigorous shuffling of infantry holding spears, bowguns and swords .

Too slow . Reduce the time by 30 seconds more .

Leopolt commands with his usual unchanging expression .

My soldiers compared to those of other feudal lords have plenty of battle experience from fighting so frequently, yet daily training is indispensable .

It is especially important to give the cannoneers an opportunity to practice .

There is a risk of a few cannons breaking down during testing and gunpowder isnt cheap .

Even so, its imperative they shoot their cannons to get familiar with them, else they may hesitate during actual combat .

Chargeee!

The cavalrys war cries match the volume of the dea