Looking around the camp all I saw were pathetic weaklings, there were thousands of them but they could not fight off one kids.
A good 40 of them were killed by the kid, 10 killed in their sleep. How pathetic, trust could not sense danger and react.
At least the others went down fighting.
Of course I could have intervened at any mont but I wanted to see what they would do in the event of an enemy attack.
And what I saw was absolutely pathetic, I don't know who trained this lot but they did a terrible job.
Even from my lowest standards, not waking up at the slightest sign of danger, especially in unknown territory is a huge risk.
No wonder they were able to kill so many of them. Even if it was only 40 out of the tens of thousands that we had, the enemy was still able to infiltrate.
Not to ntion that it took the closest team a whole 30 seconds to gear themselves up and make it to the sight.
They were low tier 7, with training they should be able to do that in 15 seconds not the asly 30 that they had shown.
That was not to ntion the hundreds that had died as a result of the artillery that they had set up.
…
All the while I was contemplating this my subordinates were all at attention.
I could sll the fear that they had. Not only were 40 of their comrades killed directly but the smoking ruins of the other barracks was a testant to how dangerous their lives were.
That was not even ntioning the smoking corpses of the soldiers that were resting in there.
"Pathetic!" I spat out, "Who trained you lot."
No one answered , wise, they should have been trained to take the abuse not spit out their worthless opinions.
"Good at least you know not to say anything, now you have seen the deaths of your compatriots, are you not angry, are you not scared,"
No one responded, their heads down. However I could see the flas of anger and fear in their eyes, a smile played out on my lips.
'They had hope yet' I thought to myself before addressing them again.
"Good you should be, take that fear, take that anger and focus it on your training!"
Done with my little speech I point at the officers beside .
"These will be your instructors. They have read your files and picked out the ones who they think will do good in their squad."
Done saying that I stepped back and let the first instructor, the mage of the three, pick the soldiers that he wanted.
…
Out of the tens of thousands gathered here only ten were worthy in the mages eyes to be given instructors.
"You, you, and you" I pointed quickly at the ones I wanted.
Within seconds they were by my side standing at attention.
"Good you can teleport," I praised them, "However you were sloppy, three seconds to teleport, pathetic!"
With that being said I waved the staff in my hands, a foci specially created for the mage corps, and teleported us to one of the other mountains where I would teach them how to actually spell cast, in more detail than their past instructors could.
…
Looking around at the gathered soldiers all I saw quite a few that could do well in my squa, however they would need quite so work.
With a silent gesture hundreds of daggers left my hands, in an instant they had made their way over to the candidates I had chosen.
"tch" I clicked my tongue out of the hundreds that I had chosen only 50 had blocked the daggers and survived, the rest had their necks pierced, fated to die bleeding out.
"Those who survived, co with ."
My voice was not loud, I didn't need it to be, if they could not hear from this far away then they had already failed the second test.
Waiting a mont I saw 45 soldiers appear behind .
The rest that had caught the daggers but had not heard were teleported to the side of my commander.
While they would not be good scouts like the ones behind , they could thrive with the commander.
"Follow"
With that I set off at a speed that the tier 7's should be able to follow, if only barely.
…
Looking at the soldiers before , I knew that over half of them had the talent to learn what I could teach but none of them had the requirents to know this.
So were just too dim witted and would take ages to teach while others had too much pride, or not enough.
Out of all of them only 20 fit my requirents.
With a snap of my fingers the bodies of the 20 that I had chosen walked over to .
Once they were beside I relinquished control of them.
Their eyes once glazed over now had their light back in them.
However, that iron discipline to not twitch and only widen their eyes was why they were chosen.
"Co here"
The one I had pointed at approached .
I forcefully took her hand and cut the artery on her wrist.
"You will bleed out in 10 minutes, don't rely on your natural healing. I have nullified it."
Done saying that I handed her a book.
"Use this to heal yourself, learn and survive."
The grin on my face must have been predatory at the mont because she flinched back.
Once the book was in her hands she started reading imdiately.
Surprisingly she had finished the boom in 2 minutes and was able to heal her arm in the remaining ti she had, despite the loss of blood from her brain.
"Good, next"
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After the instructors had left I was still left with tens of thousands of recruits that I would need to train plus the 5 that the scout bastardized had left .
A grin split my face as I walked towards them, they were already tired from standing at attention for so long but this would be nothing compared to what I would put them through.
If they were uncomfortable at just this then they would be dead by the end of my training.
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