The selection of the Tarakhan police force has already been completed, and they are all local people of innocence who have lived in Tarakhan for generations. James Edward, who was in charge of this matter - oh, now he has changed his name to Harry Potter, the transmigrator who learned about this matter either widened his eyes and was surprised, or couldn't help laughing - very Carefully, everyone has been specifically checked to ensure that no spies have been placed in him or his family.

Now they are receiving basic military education, which is mainly divided into two parts. One part is the physical training that is common in all time-travel texts, and the other part is the discipline training that is also common in time-travel texts.

Harry is already a very good instructor, he has learned all kinds of training knowledge of the earth from the traversers, and then improved it in practice. If he can be regarded as a scholar by "learning both Chinese and Western", then he is truly a first-class military education expert who has learned both worlds.

This is also reflected in his rank. In the name of "health check", Tara Khan has carried out a detailed appraisal of all soldiers and officials, and uses the magic circle to regularly appraise their details. During the physical examination in July and August this year, his main occupation "Knight" had risen to 52, and the template was still purple. In addition, there were more than 20 "instructors", originally less than 10. The level of "scholar" has also risen to more than 20 levels, but the level of the "noble" who originally had nearly 30 levels has dropped a little...

There is no part-time job in the career system of the "New World" game, but in reality, there are many cases of part-time jobs. The traversers have even seen a person who has seventeen or eight occupations - that is a bard, Although his highest-level occupation is less than 30, if the levels of all occupations are added up, it may even be close to hundreds of levels.

Unfortunately, this person's performance in actual combat was not much higher than that of an ordinary thirty-level bard. According to the results of the special research of the traversers, in addition to the main occupation, the part-time job does not provide effective levels, and can only generate some gains in combat effectiveness - the gain is not large, unless it is the so-called "powerful party", Otherwise, it is not recommended to spend time, energy and experience points to pursue more careers.

Under the leadership of Eric, Panda came to the training ground in Tarakhan City. Still far away, the sound of neat footsteps was heard, and correspondingly, there were orders shouted by Harry when he directed the training of these reserve police officers.

"I really didn't expect you to come to help us," Eric said.

Panda glanced at him: "Why can't you think of it?"

"Because in my impression, you should support Locke."

"I still don't understand, why is the relationship between the two of you so tense?" Panda stopped and asked, "I really don't see any fundamental conflict between the two of you. You don't fight for territory or dominance. As for making it seem like an enemy?"

"This is probably the so-called 'Dao Contest'..." Eric also stopped and sighed deeply.

Panda sneered unceremoniously: "The battle of the great road, you are tall! The style of painting is wrong! Talk about people!"

"Everyone has opposite ideas, so there will inevitably be conflicts."

"The idea is opposite? Can it be bigger than the idea conflict between the Homecoming faction and our troubled party?"

"The problem is not here..."

"Where? Tell me clearly!"

Eric thought for a while and said, "Probably on the issue of 'Tara Khan's future direction', we have serious disagreements."

"He and you are separate from each other and don't interfere with each other, so how can they argue about this issue?" Panda didn't believe this and continued to ask.

Eric smiled bitterly: "If you have to say that, then I can't think of a reason. To be honest, I myself feel that the contradiction between them is a bit inexplicable, but this contradiction does exist, not unilateral. Whoever dislikes who is not pleasing to the eye and so on..."

Panda shook his head: "I really don't understand what you people think!"

"Yeah, in fact, we don't understand it very well." Eric looked up at the sky and sighed softly, "How many people in this world can really understand their own thoughts?"

"Stop acting like a literary youth, let's talk about what happened just now. Between you and Locke, I do tend to help him. But he didn't ask me for help, you asked me for help, then of course I'll come Help you." Panda said, "Although everyone may have conflicts in one way or another, we are companions. When a companion needs help, isn't it normal to extend a hand and help? You don't have to think too much. "

Eric was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Thank you!"

"We've known each other for almost ten years, and we've known each other for ten years. Needless to say thank you." Panda smiled, "Let's go, I'm also wondering what Harry's genuine 'dragon slayer' trained the police to be like. It looks good, take me to have a look."

Eric nodded, took two quick steps, and led the way ahead.

After a while, they came to the training ground. I saw two or three hundred young and middle-aged men in black uniforms standing in a phalanx, under the command of the instructor Harry, trying to keep the queue moving forward.

Their training level is not very high, and the team is not very neat, but at least it can be seen that they are working hard, and... at least in Panda's view, they have done much better than many rabble.

The two did not disturb the training and watched quietly beside them. Harry ignored them, still giving orders seriously. There were quite a few reserve policemen who noticed them—mainly Mr. Eric, the lord's chief aide, who all looked here, but soon turned around under Harry's order and continued to train seriously.

This practice lasted for almost an hour. The weather in October was obviously cool, but they were all sweating profusely, and there were obvious sweat marks on their black uniforms. At this time, Harry ordered to rest, let them rest for half an hour, drink some sugar and salt water, and recover their strength.

The already exhausted reserve policemen cheered and broke up into small groups, heading towards the rest area next to them. Harry came to Panda and Eric to talk to them about training.

He had a rare smile when he learned that Panda was going to teach these reserve police officers how to subdue and not kill the enemy.

"This technique is very useful to them!" said the handsome young knight who beat himself almost disfigured with his fists. "Lord Joseph is not like an ordinary lord, he pays great attention to the maintenance of manpower. The laws he made Detailed, strict, yet very human, charges that may be put to death in the hands of ordinary lords are mainly dealt with by hard labor... So it is indeed suitable for these policemen to learn fighting skills that do not kill people."

After complimenting him, he hesitated and asked, "I heard that the city of Thrace was attacked not long ago, the Royal Palace Guards suffered heavy casualties, the protective circle was raised, and even the city walls were demolished?"

Panda and Eric nodded together.

"Can you take me with you next time you do something like this?"

Panda was stunned for a moment, wondering how he was sure that it was the transmigrators who did this.

He looked at Eric, who was also a little dazed.

"It can only be you who do this kind of thing," Harry said. "How about taking me next time?"

Panda looked at him for a while and said, "Can you promise not to get excited and not lose your mind?"

"Of course!" Harry's mouth was slightly raised, showing a warm smile, "I still have to live to see the end of the tyrant. Before that, I won't die or go mad!"

He clearly smiled peacefully, but both Panda and Eric felt a deep chill.