Chapter 375: Want to Try Flying Free?

"Ah… oh, ah, Mom-!" Daniel Lyson clasped his hands behind his back and strolled across the training field with a smiling squint. He had already split the whole regiment into two lines. One line held horse stances. The other line gripped wooden planks and swung them down hard, smashing them into their bodies. He used planks for a reason. They were just starting. Training had to ramp up step by step. If he had opened with bricks, fire tongs, or baseball bats, they would have lasted a few hits...