The next day, when the talents in the camp were about to rise, Fang Xing's headquarters next to him had already started training.

Liu Pu went back last night to pretend to be dead, but Liu Sheng pulled out the whip on the spot and was immediately suppressed.

“One, two, one…”

"Run! Run!"

When Liu Pu saw the big stick in Xin Laoqi's hand, he couldn't help but compete with his father's whip. As a result, his whole body shook and he quickly followed the steps ahead.

Fang Xing stared at the side and shouted from time to time.

"Everything is it that speed is about to let the enemy go? Give me a little faster!"

More than a thousand people were running around their camps, and the soldiers who had just gotten up next to them were amused when they saw it.

"Are they stupid? The higher-ups did not arrange exercises, so they practiced themselves."

"I'm practicing running away, but how could this person's feet beat the horse!"

"You see, the running is quite well organized, the queue is not messy!"

"It's useless. When the enemy's horse team rushed on the battlefield, they couldn't save any queue. It's better to practice more strength and take the horse directly at that time!"

“…”

Zheng Heng also received the report, and he snorted coldly: "It's not just that! Don't pay attention to it."

Liu Sheng was hiding in a corner of the camp. Seeing Liu Pu sticking out his tongue like a dead dog chasing the brigade, he couldn't help but shake his head.

“Come on!”

Xin Laoqi saw Liu Pu falling behind, and regardless of whether he was a young master's student or not, he sucked it down with a stick.

"Ao!"

This stick had a good effect. Liu Pu held on until the end, and then squatted on the ground to pull the bellows.

The breakfast was steamed buns and pickles. This was sent by Liu Sheng yesterday, otherwise he would have to find someone to manage the supplies before he woke up last night.

"The soup is here!"

Buckets of dried seaweed soup were sent, all of which were brought from Jinling.

If the training with such high intensity cannot keep up with the nutrition, the soldier's body will gradually become weaker.

Many people were drinking soup together, and the heat rose, which made Fang Xing feel quite relieved when he saw it.

These young men will go to the front line of the grassland, where the Watshu people are eyeing each other and want to provoke the strength of the Ming Dynasty and rush back into the pass to rule the Han people!

"I will beat you all the shit!"

Fang Xing looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers and felt that there should not be any sound of horse hooves from foreign races here, and there should no longer be any tragic swearing about Han people being captured.

"Young Master!"

When he saw the direction of the gate, Fang Derong waved toward this side with ecstasy expression.

"Why are you here?"

Fang Xing walked over and asked.

Fang Derong said happily: "Young Master, I knew you were here yesterday, but it was a little late at that time, so I came now."

Fang Xing looked at the farmers behind him. At this time, they were all carrying the load and looking at him with a silly smile.

"Hello, Master."

The neat voice made the soldiers in the camp look here.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, let go and take a break."

Fang Derong said: "Young Master, after you knew you were here, everyone thought about giving something, but in the end they killed two fat pigs on the farm."

After the baskets were uncovered, Fang Xing was also a little moved.

"It's not easy for everyone, so you can make up for them afterwards."

Almost all these two fat pigs can make the people in Fangjiazhuang celebrate the New Year in advance, so Fang Xing felt a little reluctant.

"Young Master, the farm raises a lot of pigs this year."

An old man who had no burden came over, Fang Xing hurriedly asked Fang Derong to support him, and then asked, "Is there enough food at home this year?"

The old man showed his gums with only a few teeth left and smiled, "It's enough. There are fewer people in the village this year, and everyone planted more land, and there is enough food to eat."

Fang Derong said: "We have that wintering pig food in our farm. The pigs are as long as blowing. Master, don't worry."

Qingchuan Feed has taken root and sprouted in Fangjiazhuang. Fang Xing was very happy about this. He was about to say a few words, but he saw that the camp had already started to practice, so he said, "Everyone will go back, I will go back and take a look if I have time."

After everyone left, Fang Xing asked someone to carry the pork in, and then saw Chen Jiahui.

"uncle……"

Today is not a holiday, but Chen Jiahui came in casual clothes. He glanced at Fang Xing and snorted, "Why did you come here and you don't say it? Your uncle is worried about you."

Fang woke up and removed the indifference and said with a smile: "Did my aunt prepare something delicious for me? Then I really have to go there quickly."

Chen Jiahui said angrily: "Your aunt is worried that you will go to the northern expedition, so she made you a set of clothes, a few pairs of shoes and socks, and a peace talisman."

As he said that, Chen Jiahui handed him a bag. Fang Xing took it, his eyes heated up, lowered his head, and then raised his head and smiled: "I'm afraid I can't go there recently, but there are letters from Jianzhong here and my nephew's filial piety."

"Lao Qi, come to my tent to get that small box."

Only Xin Laoqi could enter and exit alone in Fang Xing's tent, so he ran over and came with the box not long after.

Fang Xing took the box and said, "Uncle, there are letters and gifts from Jianzhong, and my nephew's gifts are also included. My uncle will definitely like them."

It contains a set of make-up skin care products and two cashmere thermal underwear.

When Chen Jiahui saw that the soldiers inside began to walk towards the open space, he explained: "This is a place where large armies gather. Remember not to stand up. If you have any questions, ask someone to call me at the yamen."

Fang Xing nodded, then watched Chen Jiahui go away, and then went inside.

"Further application of multiplication and division..."

The servants took turns teaching the sergeants, from mathematics to simple mechanics, everything was included.

"ha!"

"Ha ha!"

The practice began in the camp beside him, and Fang Xing also saw an acquaintance.

Meng Jiao and Lin Qun'an also saw Fang Xing. Meng Jiao tried his best to wink at this side, while Lin Qun'an just nodded slightly, and then seriously monitored the exercises under his command.

Fang Xing smiled slightly, waved his hand to the other side, and then turned around to continue watching the exercises under his command.

“Beebeep!”

Amid the whistle, the queues were skillfully rotated, row by row, looking like neat wheat waves.

Two military camps, one big and one small, can be practiced completely different.

"Your Highness sent someone to work hard..."

While practicing, a sharp scream came from outside. Fang Xing's body shook and he slowly looked back.

Countless men and horse-drawn carriages lined up outside the camp.

Then several generals came out. Fang Xing saw Zheng Heng deliberately snatching Liu Sheng and deliberately blocking his way.

A man in green didn't look at Liu Sheng, but bowed to Zheng Heng and said, "Mr. Marquis Wan An. Your Highness heard that the training in the army was hard, so he sighed that he could not come in with him, so he ordered the villain to come and deliver some food."

Zheng Heng stepped forward and said, "Your Highness worked day and night for our army in the northern expedition, which is a blessing for us!"

Fang Xing was surprised to find that there was no one outside his small military camp. He was open-minded and saw that Liu Sheng did not advance but retreated, with a cold face and speechless.
Chapter completed!