After writing the outline of the Holy Grail Legend and giving it to the literary girl, I devoted my limited energy to unlimited training.

But this time, what I want to train is not one person, but 5232 Hessians.

To be precise, there are 5,232 Hessians who were in debt to me but were penniless and had to sacrifice their lives for me in the end.

He wanted to go to Philetelia in person to challenge Karl XII and come with him because he wanted to see how we Romans trained our troops.

practice?

No kidding….

"You can't even do these easy trainings well. You scum, no, you are trash that can't even be called slag. The cinders pulled out of the coal mine are worth hundreds of thalers per ton anyway. What about you! Even

A piece of scum that is not worth a single thaler, even the holes under the prostitutes on the street for men to penetrate are worth more than you!"

"What, you're not convinced? Put away your *&!#$ eyes, there are more than 5,000 people, and your Duke can't even think that 10 talers for each person is worth it, and why are you not scum!"

"You wasteful grain worms, besides eating, drinking, sleeping, and sleeping, what else will you useless people do! You can't do anything! I thought at first that when I captured you, you would at least be able to work around as coolies. But in the end, you are so stupid that you can't even do anything.

You can't do the coolies that even a disabled person can do! That's right, you can't do a job that even a disabled person or someone in a nursing home can do! Otherwise, you think I will return you to your Duke!

He is quite smart! Continuous closing

Even if I don’t accept it, I’ve already lost money, and I’m thinking about how much I can get back! As a result, your Duke directly issued an order in his principality prohibiting you from returning to the principality. It seems that he can call you

You really understand the rubbish of the soldiers. There were more than 6,000 people on the battlefield, but we were beaten until the whole army was defeated in one encounter. I wonder if your mother gave you something less when you were born.

Something called courage!"

Feletelia, whose face was full of the wrong way to activate the training mode, was stunned. In the end, she couldn't listen any more: "Well, Nikis, isn't it bad to insult them like this? I remember Prince Dessau.

This is not how they train their troops."

"The old bastard who taught me how to fight on the battlefield once asked me a question. Now I ask you, Frederick, is the battlefield a place where ordinary people go?" If it weren't for the fact that there were two infantry regiments with real guns and live ammunition behind them.

With more than ten cannons as backup, I dare not use such an extreme method. On one side, more than a thousand people are running cross-country with heavy loads. On the other side, they stand on the podium and talk nonsense. On the other side, more than 3,000 people are watching. Think about it.

They're all scary enough.

"No, that's simply hell." Feletelia thought for a while and said.

I asked another question: "That's right. Since it's hell, how long can you expect the average person to last there?"

This is a difficult question to answer. I don’t expect Feletelia to be able to answer: "That old bastard told me that only people who are not normal people will like the battlefield. Now I torture them, abuse them, and abuse them.

Let them truly feel that shame and give birth to that hatred, which is twisting their souls and leading them from normal people to abnormal situations. There, and there, this

Five thousand people, the reason why they retreated quickly is because they are still normal people. Not only that. Compared with the army recruited from ruffians from all over the world, they performed worse on the battlefield because they did not take the war too seriously.

Treat them the same way. In short, for an army like this, you just need to remember that if they stay in the rear areas and do basic work such as maintaining law and order, they can still do the job, but it is best not to send them to the front lines."

Fretelia was stunned. She thought she had heard it wrong, and it was very wrong. It was a bit incredible: "Are you going to destroy the souls of these people?"

"Destroy? No, it is the fire of their hatred. Do you see it? After more than an hour of uninterrupted abuse, coupled with their carrying the heavy objects and running for so long, they are so tired that they are so tired. I have already been in my heart.

I resent me to the point where I ca n’t wait to kill me. And this is what I need, okay, open my eyes and look good, it ’s my turn to end, and then scold, my throat will not be able to hold on.

"

"Hippias, let them stop running around the circle, and then gather."

I went down the platform and followed a large ticket to guard. The Heisen who was so tired that he couldn't look like he could rest and immediately fell down, and he didn't listen to the order of Hippias to crooce.

I tried to show a very cold smile: "Look, I know that I said right, look at you, even the training of this intensity is too tired to lie on the ground like a dog. It is indeed a group of garbage.

A group of fed a waste that feels a waste of food. What? If I say something wrong, why do your Duke will throw you as a garbage that you do n’t want money? I will tell you here, for a moment, I really want to really want to

Bal all your waste into the ground, kill them, yes, just kill, dig a large pit, and bury it with sand, because I think you think you can waste the value of bullets with bullets! ... "

"I only hate me, but what I want to say, who hurts you to fall into this situation, is it me? Or the Duke of you who lived for it? If he would be redeemed back, you wouldn't have to suffer this at all.

Sin! Now, you have become my soldier! I have to train you species for the money that you spend on you! So, I can tell you loudly here, training like this, today I just started to start today. I just started to start today.

! There are more cruel training waiting for you! "

"Stand up now. If you want to eat dinner, you will stand up all. In three minutes, I will give you three minutes to gather together.

In ancient times, the heavenly dynasty was cheap, and the salty fish turned over and successfully overturned Wu Wang's allusion. Everyone was basically familiar. For revenge, let alone suffer, but shit, he could eat it.

It is more than Germany in World War II. As a defeated country in the World War I, it was ride on the French people in less than 30 years. This is the power of hatred.

Men's hatred is terrible, women's hatred is even more terrible. Women hate someone, let alone eat shit, just go to bed with hate people or use ** as exchanges for help. In the end, they can only retaliate against others. They can also do it. They can also do it.

As for the group of Greeks who claimed to be Romans in the Eastern Roman Empire, Constantinople's hatred of being slaughtered has made many Roman emperors into bandits and patients with injuries.

After hundreds of years of development, the Greeks have made the indigenous people in Anatolia into Sparta.

I am curious about what these Heisen can become. Anyway, I am constantly instilling them "the reason why we are so miserable because the Duke Heisen does not treat us as a person" is like the Germans that year.

The reason why the Germans were instilled by Hitler were defeated because of the harmful horses of Germany.

However, vicious training with words alone is not enough. These lazy Hessians must be severely despised. While they were locked up in the camp and trained hard, I ordered my men to spread these black words everywhere.

There are rumors that the Mori people are scum and trash. I want them to go out on the streets and be looked at in a bad light. They will be despised for visiting brothels, taverns and other places of entertainment.

Hatred is a wonderful additive to success.

The premise is that the person being hated is not me.

After more than a month of training like a dog, these Hessians hate me as much as they hate the Duke of Hesse. Considering that if this continues, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles such as military rebellion and camp roar,

, I have to change the views of these scumbags on me.

It is not difficult to change one's mind. It is basically enough to plagiarize a paragraph from "The Imperial Strategy" written by Sun Tzu on The Art of War by his predecessor.

"If you reward a person and the three armies are pleased with him, reward him; if you kill a person and the three armies are afraid of him, kill him."

Simply put, rewards and punishments are clear.

A conflict between the Hessians and the Prussian guards who were guarding them gave me the opportunity.

In this conflict, a group of 7 Hessian soldiers couldn't stand the laughter and scolding of a dozen Prussian infantrymen, so they took action. At first, they fought 5, then 7 hit 33. Anyway, 7 Hessians fought.

The soldiers were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and the 33 Prussian infantrymen who captured them were not much better.

Hippias, who brought me the news, asked: "Are they to be punished?"

"No." I asked people to spread the news before getting these seven Hessian soldiers out of the dark room on the third day.

Put these seven people in front of more than 5,000 Hessians who gathered together. First, they said that breaking the rules would lead to corporal punishment, beheading, and hanging, which frightened them with fear and hatred. Then, they used these seven people as

All the samples were hanged, but then I made a sudden change. Instead of hanging them, I rewarded them with generous rewards and promoted them to the rank of junior officers. The reason was that they were more than 5,000 people.

The only guy among people who is not a loser.

The three armies were very pleased with this reward. Not only did their waists and legs no longer hurt, but they even became more energetic during training. Of course, more and more people started to cause trouble to the two Prussian infantry regiments stationed nearby.

After seven or eight times in a row, the last person I was caught had me hanged up and whipped ten times for not obeying military orders.

"Why? We don't accept it!" The increasingly courageous Hessians just fought a few times and immediately turned into the kind of people who would dare to open a dyeing workshop if given some color.

Faced with the questioning voices of thousands of people and the signs of trouble, I planned to let them do what they had always wanted to do: "Okay, since you are not convinced, let you have a head-on contest with those Prussians."
Chapter completed!