Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 2002 quietly shattered...

Running laps was just a warm-up. Although the dark elves ran two fewer laps, their emperor had said yesterday that they would be given a week to adjust. So Zhou Chongshan didn't dwell on it and started the next training exercise.

During this time, Eredar also loudly announced that the dark elf soldiers should not slack off and should train hard with the Trapped soldiers. Anyone who did not train hard would be punished!

After a brief brief reprimand, the training quickly commenced, with the intensity gradually increasing.

During this process, Zhou Chongshan certainly did not supervise the training of his soldiers throughout.

As the commander of the elite infantry, he got up early every day with his soldiers, mainly to set an example.

After the training began, the task of leading the soldiers in training fell to his deputy, while Zhou Chongshan himself went to the side, called on Xie Liancheng and Ereda, and together they began their basic training at a leisurely pace.

Eredar, who had cultivated to the Transcendent Realm, naturally understood the importance of a solid foundation.

In battlefield combat, fancy moves are useless; what matters is the most basic techniques.

It's like playing in an arena or PvP in a game; the longer the skill's cast time and animation, the less effective it becomes.

The most effective basic skills are those that can be activated instantly. Combos and fights all rely on these. Anyone who uses those fancy skills and ultimate moves is doomed.

Even so, Ereda only practiced roughly in her spare time.

This is the first time he's ever had such a serious and methodical basic training session.

However, those basic training movements don't need to be practiced tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of times.

Ultimately, the number of times doesn't mean anything; what matters is the quality.

Those who have a habit of exercising should know that the effects and energy expenditure of the same exercise program are completely different when completed half-heartedly versus when completed with high quality and serious effort.

Therefore, training, to a large extent, really depends on one's own mindset; you can do whatever you want if you want to.

The training metrics are there; at most, they can support your lower limit, but they can't raise your upper limit.

Ereda is quite serious about this; at least he doesn't seem to be slacking off right now, though he's a little distracted.

While training himself, he kept glancing at the dark elf soldiers. He kept looking at the dark elf soldiers who were training with the Trapped Army soldiers, his face stern and his expression serious.

Zhou Chongshan understood immediately.

To ensure the enthusiasm of all units for training, the Great Zhou Dynasty conducts live-fire exercises between units every so often, or holds large-scale military competitions.

Zhou Chongshan could empathize with Ereda's mindset to some extent at this moment.

In the realm of the strong, you pose no threat to me, but in the realm of training, you could very well make me lose face!

The dark elf soldiers were physically strong, so they were initially able to handle the situation with relative ease.

However, as the training time increased and the intensity continued to rise, exceeding the intensity of their original daily training, their bodies gradually began to feel somewhat unaccustomed. They subconsciously felt that today's training should be about over.
However, the training of the soldiers in the garrison on the side never stopped for even a moment.

Normally, they have a week to adjust. This is only the first day. They can rest and adjust a bit. There shouldn't be any major problems.

Before the thought could even take hold, the dark elf soldiers spotted a pair of eyes in the distance, glaring fiercely at them.

Oh, so it's their leader.

The meaning was so obvious; it was practically written all over his face: "Let's see who dares to embarrass me!"

Good heavens! Now who dares to rest?!

At this point, the dark elf soldiers could only grit their teeth and endure.

But it's like someone who never exercises suddenly gets the urge to exercise and starts going for a morning run.

Getting up early alone takes away half your life, and if you run another two or three hundred meters, the other half is gone too.

This is certainly not your body's limit, but rather because your body hasn't adapted yet. If you persevere, there will be a period of rapid improvement later on; this is actually a process of your body gradually adapting and returning to its proper level.

Until you encounter the next bottleneck, that's when your body reaches its original limit.

That's pretty much the situation with the dark elf soldiers.

Under these circumstances, they forced themselves to continue training, and their performance gradually became more and more disheveled.

During this time, the way he looked at the soldiers of the Trapped Camp next to him also began to become increasingly outrageous.

What should have been a leisurely and effortless affair is now a chaotic scramble...

At this point, it's difficult for them to maintain any semblance of dignity.

The Eredar are also experiencing the same situation.

Although he still had some energy left to keep an eye on his subordinates, he was clearly starting to feel the pressure. Considering his reputation, Ereda secretly slacked off a bit in the later stages of the training, which is how he managed to make it to the end.

Even so, by the end of the morning training session, Ereda was covered in sweat and even a little out of breath.

"How are you feeling? Can you keep up?"

After taking a deep breath, Zhou Chongshan kindly came over and asked a question.

"If that doesn't work, Captain, you can rest this afternoon."

Their emperor asked him to take care of Ereda a little, so Zhou Chongshan's words were entirely well-intentioned. Also, having served in the army for many years, they generally spoke directly without thinking too much.

But for Ereda, who was still a little out of breath after finishing her morning training, it sounded rather jarring.

【I can't do it?!】

This was Ereda's first reaction, but then he gleaned an important piece of information from Zhou Chongshan's words...

"So, is there still training this afternoon?"

His voice now carried a hint of disbelief.

During this time, Xie Liancheng also came over. Compared to Zhou Chongshan, who was purely kind-hearted, Xie Liancheng was somewhat amused.

He looked at Xie Liancheng as he walked over, and at the same time, his gaze swept over Zhou Chongshan's face.

After confirming that the two weren't joking with him, Ereda couldn't help but say something...

"More training isn't necessarily better. Have you ever thought that you're stuck at your plateau because you're training too much?"

He actually just wanted to rest in the afternoon, but he didn't want to admit that he couldn't do it.

At the same time, this statement is indeed based on his experience, and it is essentially about the principle of balancing work and rest, which everyone actually understands.

But to Xie Liancheng's ears, it sounded rather harsh.

He replied in a nonchalant tone...

"It's also possible that I'm not old enough yet, after all, I'm only 122 years old this year."

After saying that, as if he had remembered something, Xie Liancheng patted Zhou Chongshan on the shoulder.

"Oh right, he's three years younger than me, he's 119."

"..."

At this moment, the 1,079-year-old Ereda quietly passed away...

(End of this chapter)