Chapter 208: The Life Of A Basic Nathian Soldier.
"You must always remember that to lead, one must first learn to follow."
Haile Selassie, Emperor of Ethiopia.
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15th of September 4009 ASA (After Species Awakening) Nartook Fortress
"Alright, maggots! Time to get up, the marquis wants you outside for training in 30 minutes."
A Nathian sergeant bellowed his chainmail clinking and clanging as he went past the barracks door.
’Another day in paradise.’
Railius mused sarcastically to himself as he sighed deeply and shakily willed his body to get up while letting out a large yawn.
When Railius first heard of disgruntled players deserting the army, he wondered how they could be so stupid as to attempt such a stunt, especially when most nations’ armies were largely made of professional volunteers, and the price for desertion was well...
Let’s just say it’s hanging around the walls and the gatehouse of the fortress for all to see, and it really gave a new meaning to the phrase ’look upon me and despair.’
One look at those strangled, hanging corpses was enough to keep most men from deserting, as the rope was the cleanest death a man can have.
But now that he was living the life of a basic soldier, he understood them and the many complaints the players had about the game, because until he was forced into the life of a basic medieval soldier, he had had a very privileged experience with it, even if that experience was filled with bandit attacks and assassination attempts.