Chapter 163 (1/2)

In the new week, Locke continued his study.

In addition to the cultural classes in the morning, the systematic cultivation courses on Knights also followed.

Because he signed up, Locke planned to start studying all aspects of his unskilled.

Riding is one of the key points. Locke's riding class has begun for three days.

On the racecourse, "drive! Drive!" The sound of harmony can be heard all the time. The knights who come and go like the wind cross the spacious road.

Henry also signed up for riding class. Locke has been working with this guy in these classes.

The teacher of riding class is a black faced man, dressed in strong clothes, like an iron tower, standing quietly on the hillside of the racecourse, watching one cavalry training after another.

The horses in the racecourse are all pure blood horses of the Amor empire. They are several times better than the horse Locke was assigned to when he was in the cavalry camp. Locke was delighted when he first came into contact with such good horses because of their strong explosive power and lasting endurance.

A good war horse can increase the strength of a knight by at least one-third. Not to say, every Knight wants to have a good horse that connects with his heart.

"Rest for five minutes and then train!" The black faced instructor shouted at the top of his voice.

Locke's training is very simple. It's OK to ride a war horse through an obstacle placed in an area of the racecourse, but it's not simple.

The intricate obstacles make the students who have just come into contact with these war horses suffer. It is not that they can't react, but that they can't adjust to the best state with their war horses.

"Locke, how did you do so well?" Henry gasped and took Locke by the arm.

Compared with his riding skills that he hasn't improved much in half a week, Locke's progress is definitely in the forefront among the No. 60 people in the whole class.

Scratching his head, Locke doesn't know how to say. Does it mean that he has been on the battlefield and his reaction ability is a little better than them?

In these days with these people, Locke found that no one had ever been on the battlefield among so many people.

Locke was the only one of these cadets who had participated in the war.

The territory of the omor empire is thousands of miles. After three thousand years of ups and downs, is this great empire still standing still.

Is there no other country to invade? Locke doesn't know whether there is a big empire at the same level as the omor empire on the mainland, but he doesn't believe that there are no other countries that don't challenge the majesty of the Empire.

Through the library's information and asking Angelina and other knowledgeable people, the final answer is No.

It is inconceivable that this vast empire, apart from occasionally suppressing internal riots, did not even have a slightly larger rebellion.

Feeling that he had found some strange phenomena, Locke immediately looked up the file records of surrounding countries except the Amor empire.

No war!

There are dozens of kingdoms and hundreds of principalities around the omor empire. Except for the war between foster and Charlotte last year, there has been no large-scale conflict in the past century, let alone the war of national destruction.

The last national war recorded was 165 years ago in the RAND Kingdom and the zebike kingdom in the northwest of the omor empire. In four years, the RAND Kingdom annexed the zebike kingdom with similar strength.

This is how similar to the process of faustan's occupation of Charlotte.

No wonder Locke always feels that those students who take classes with him are not inferior to himself, but the overall strength is not his enemy. How can Locke, who was killed from the sea of blood, be comparable to the nobles who grew up in these greenhouses.

In equestrian performance, Locke steadily ranked third in the class.

The first two are old hands who have been trained by the family system since childhood. Locke has been surprised to lose too many people's chins.

"On the battlefield?!" The black faced instructor called Locke aside and asked in surprise.

"Yes!" Locke replied loudly, because he knew that the instructor appreciated the upright knight, and a strong official Knight also deserved his respect.

"Good!" Patted Locke on the shoulder, the black faced instructor stuffed a gray medicine into Locke's hand at some time, "this is your third prize!"

The top three have different degrees of rewards, which is the practice at Princeton Royal College.