At dawn, a shrill whistle suddenly rang in the West Garden.

Cao Bianjiao was shocked and quickly turned over and got out of bed, and began to wear a wardrobe. Seeing that Li Yanzhi, who was in the same room, had not yet gotten up, he kicked Li Yanzhi in the butt.

"Stop making trouble..." Li Yanzhi patted with his hands in a daze, turned over and continued to sleep.

Cao Bianjiao frowned and lifted Li Yanzhi's quilt.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Li Yanzhi sat up suddenly and shouted in panic.

"Emergency gathering." Cao Bianjiao said casually, putting his cotton armor on his body, then glanced at Li Yan, "He is such a big man, he actually sleeps naked..."

Li Yan smiled embarrassedly, jumped out of bed and started putting clothes on his body, "I'm used to it, I can't sleep with clothes..."

"Hurry up!" Cao Bianjiao urged, picked up his helmet and put it on his head, and began to urge others to get up.

Cao Bianjiao is now the general manager, with one hundred martial Jinshis under his command.

This time, a total of 300 Wu Jinshi were admitted. However, the Wu Jinshi did not wait for their official positions, but were pulled into Xiyuan and divided into three posts. The top three Wu Jinshi Cao Bianjiao, Zhou Yuji and Huang Degong

He served as the chief executive and began strict practice.

Now I have been practicing for more than a month...

Cao Bianjiao was born in a military household. His uncle Cao Wenzhao was a guerrilla general in Liaodong. He grew up in the military camp since he was a child. Cao Bianjiao was well aware of the way of leading troops. He led the way when encountering trouble, and his subordinates were also convinced by him.

Seeing that all the Wu Jinshi under him got up and dressed neatly, Cao Bianjiao took them to the schoolyard.

Along the way, people kept rushing out of the military camp and running towards the schoolyard, while some people were wearing clothes while running.

Cao Bianjiao and his men quickly came to the schoolyard and quickly lined up. At this time, many of the other two Wu Jinshi had not arrived.

The whistle continued to blow, and then it stopped, and the three hundred martial Jinshi had reached most of them.

Xu Xiancun stood in front with a gloomy face, and ten noble instructors stood side by side behind him.

Five or six martial Jinshis were in disheveled clothes and rushed over. Xu Xiancun said in a silence: "I'm late to assemble, each of them will whip ten times!"

Several nobles went over and pressed them to the ground without saying a word, pulled off their cotton pants, and then the noble instructors each took a whip and whipped heavily towards their tender buttocks.

"ah!"

"ah!"

The tragic cry of the world resounded over the Xiyuan. All other Wu Jinshi were frightened, but they did not dare to talk much.

From the time they came to Xiyuan, being beaten was common. At first, they were angry and shouted that I was a Wu Jinshi and that I was not a person who was suffering from Qiu Ba. Then the instructor who beat them smiled gloomy and said that I was still the Marquis and the future Ming Dynasty.

Marquis, didn’t he suffer this crime before!

These Wu Jinshi were shocked and dared not say anything more. In front of the noble children, these Wu Jinshi were like ants in their identities.

From then on, these Wu Jinshi began their miserable years in Xiyuan.

At the beginning, it was a queue training, one stop was one hour or two. These martial arts and Jinshi were strong and could not bear it. The noble instructors sat on the stool with a smile, chatting with melon seeds, but every time

When a martial Jinshi tried to be lazy, the whip would grow eyes and whip them.

How many crimes had been suffered when they were trained that day? These noble children added twice the amount of abuse to the martial jinshi. Every day, many people were beaten and howled.

Standing in the queue, turning left and right, walking formation training is both tiring, boring and boring. This training continues for a month until the queue is uniform and three hundred people are like one.

Now, he started an emergency gathering when the Dawn was sleeping the most. I don’t know what the insidious leader of the Jinyiwei and those noble playboys were doing!

"These are left to clean all the barracks and toilets, and you are not allowed to eat until you finish cleaning! Others, they carried out marching exercises, went west to the wall of the Imperial City, ran north to Bei'anmen, and then returned to the camp for half an hour

Those who cannot come back are not allowed to have breakfast!" Xu Xiancun ordered coldly.

The Wu Jinshi suddenly had a noise. It would take at least fifteen or sixteen miles from here to Bei'anmen and then return, and it would only be half an hour, so I would not be exhausted!

"If you dare to make noise again, you will be ten whips for each person!" Xu Xiancun shouted sternly.

The Wu Jinshi immediately closed his mouth, and they all saw the viciousness of King Xu.

Cao Bianjiao silently ran west with his left whistle, then followed Zhou Yuji's middle whistle and Huang Degong's right whistle.

"Zhang Shize, Liu Shaozong, you guys ride horses to Bei'anmen, Xu Yuanzhen, Li Guozhen, you guys ride horses to watch everywhere on the way to prevent anyone from being lazy and turning back halfway." Xu Xiancun ordered.

"Get orders!" the nobles agreed and walked away quickly.

After these few months of rigorous training, these noble children have become different from the past. Of course, there are only more than 30 nobles left now, and almost twenty have been eliminated, and those twenty have been eliminated.

He basically lost the right to inherit the title...

Running and running hard, each of them tired as a dog. Although these martial arts scholars practice martial arts, they usually only work hard and practice swordsmanship and shooting skills. They have never been able to run at such a long distance.

Pass.

However, they did not dare to be lazy and turn back halfway, because the damn noble playboy was watching them everywhere on the city wall.

Cao Bianjiao ran forward and afterwards, cheering for his subordinates who could not run. In the end, he even dragged his jog that could not run. Under his guidance, all the left whistle and one hundred martial Jinshi returned to the camp on time. At this time, the sky was already

Daliang.

Huang Degong and Zhou Yuji were not as careful as Cao Bianjiao. They just took the lead in running ahead without caring about their backward subordinates. As a result, several people from both sides were unable to return in time. Then, those who came back late really had no food to eat...

...

The food in the camp was pretty good, with four large meat buns per person and a large bowl of millet porridge. Those Wu Jinshi who failed to return in time could only swallow their saliva and watch others eat it.

Zhou Yuji sighed at the grievances of his subordinates who had no food to eat, stuffed a steamed bun in a man's hand. The two flags under his command hesitated for a while, and they all distributed a steamed bun and gave one to a hungry one.

After dinner, you have to train for a whole morning, and you can't stand it if you don't eat anything.

Xu Xiancun looked here gloomyly without saying a word.

Huang Degong ate regardless of the food, completely ignored the few hungry subordinates and a few wastes always dragged me down and deserved to be hungry!

After breakfast, I rested for a quarter of an hour, and then started practicing in the morning. It was another boring marching training, with a standing posture interspersed in the middle, and I practiced for two hours.
Chapter completed!