BELLUM PRAESINTIA

Training all prospective new soldiers on the true meaning of war.

Each cadet had already taken their equipment for combat, and here they had additional shields accompanied by iron armor.

Quite different from their usual training, they wouldn't be wearing armor to facilitate movement. But, this time was different. Every soldier present was also wearing armor as an obligation.

They realized after training themselves competently, they had to get used to wearing the armor.

It was a bit heavy, but it didn't really hinder the movement of their hand or foot attacks too much.

"For those of you who are ready, please return to the formation..." the soldier ordered.

They complied with a readiness that showed their seriousness.

Now, all they needed to do was defeat one man. An interesting twist was that the opponent in front of them only had a wooden sword in hand, while they were equipped with real swords.

It seemed like a joke, but those who understood knew the opponent in front of them wouldn't be easily defeated.

"From the first row, please step forward and