As the cold winter gradually recedes, with daily drills, even the most difficult golden drum is slowly mastered by the soldiers. The entire new soldier camp is no longer as chaotic as it was when they first arrived, with a hint of order and prohibition.
"General, the soldiers' golden drums have been completed. I would like to invite the general to inspect them." Captain Huan Zhao cupped his hands in greeting.
"Um."
Li Xin nodded and, accompanied by the two captains, walked up to the high platform.
Here, he will review the results of his military training in the past two months.
As long as an army can line up in line, stand vertically and horizontally, and recognize the golden drum flag, it will already have the "upright flag" and "dignified formation" with strict control and neat troops as Sun Wuzi said.
Such an army, no matter how powerful it is on the battlefield, is at least not a mob that can be defeated in one blow and has the ability to confront the enemy head-on.
If on this basis, we also practice courage, physical strength, and martial arts, then it is possible to become a strong army.
With Li Xin's permission, the school captain ordered the drums to be beaten. Amidst the thundering drums, the battalion sergeants walked into the school grounds in an array of thousands of people.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
The sound of neat footsteps followed the beating of drums.
As the flag bearer waved the flag in his hand, the formation of thousands of people entered the scene began to change, and instantly turned into a long snake formation. Then, as the flag was waved, the long snake twisted, and transformed into hundreds of people.
phalanx.
Amid the increasingly rapid drumbeats, the ten hundred-man phalanx strode forward and charged forward. During the entire process, no one looked left or right. Everyone held their heads high and marched forward indomitably. They truly had the momentum of a battlefield charge.
Immediately afterwards, the drum beat slowed down, and the charging soldiers turned into marching forward. When they were about to reach the edge of the school field, the flag bearer waved the flag in his hand, and the passionate drum beat suddenly disappeared, replaced by the sound of the "Zheng" being struck.
A sharp and loud golden sound.
Mingjin!
The soldiers who reached the edge of the school field turned around and went back. Under the command of the command flag, the formation kept changing, and when they finally returned to the parade platform, they had returned to the original formation of a thousand people.
It was completed in a while, and then a new array of thousands of people entered the school grounds.
One after another, each thousand-man formation performed well. Although there were still some stiffness when changing formations, they were able to distinguish the golden drum flag and did not rush in randomly.
good.
Li Xin nodded slightly, it seemed that the hard work during this period was not in vain.
Seeing the general nodding, the two captains also relaxed a lot.
Huan Zhao looked into the school grounds and found that a formation of a thousand people was about to enter the school grounds. He seemed to have thought of something and said to Li Xin: "General, the hundred-man formation you were interested in before is also among them."
"oh?"
Li Xin was reminded and turned his attention to the school grounds.
…
"Don't be afraid, everyone, just follow me."
Zhao Tuo comforted the people behind him, saying that after all, he was being inspected by the general today, and it was no different from the usual drills, so everyone would naturally feel nervous.
"Okay, everyone is watching She Chang's movements, so you are right to follow him." Xiao Bai was the first to express his support.
Black Butt licked his lips and said: "I'm not afraid, I just want to... miss Yiya."
"Zhuzi, no!"
Xiqigu's face turned pale as he walked behind Hei Butt. He was really afraid that Hei Butt would keep his word and stain his shoes, so he would just pay it back. If he was seen by the general and captain on the stage...
"Hold it back."
Zhao Tuo couldn't laugh or cry.
Black Hips chuckled and said, "I lied to you. I only went to Heilongjiang in the middle of the night. How could I go so fast?"
This interruption made everyone laugh away their nervousness.
As the drums beat, everyone began to move forward to the rhythm.
The strength of a soldier depends on the commander of the camp. The commander of the camp depends on the commander of a hundred men. The commander of a hundred men...
According to the daily drills, the entire thousand-man brigade advanced in an orderly manner, sometimes turning into a long formation, sometimes turning into a phalanx of a hundred people, sometimes charging, sometimes walking slowly, dividing and reuniting, all obeying the orders of drums and flags, and it seemed that
The troops were in good order, not as motley as before.
But just when the array transformed into a square array of ten hundred people and was about to reach the edge of the school field.
Just as the flag bearer was about to wave the flag, he stopped the drums and rang the gold, telling them to turn around and go back.
Li Xin stared at one of the hundred-man phalanx and suddenly said: "Keep beating the drum, use all your strength!"
They're already at the edge of the school grounds, and they're still beating drums?
Not only were the two captains stunned, but even the drummer almost stopped holding the drumsticks in his hands. When he realized what he was doing, he gritted his teeth and beat the drums desperately.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The war drums roared, and the sound became more and more urgent, urging the soldiers to charge forward.
But the soldiers in the school field were stunned.
The person leading the team was a little confused and froze in place.
Their formation has reached the edge of the school grounds. Beyond that is a dug trench, and opposite the trench is a small camp filled with debris.
It stands to reason that when they get here, they should stop shouting and let them turn around and go back.
The previous several thousand-man formations were like this, but why was it different now?
Doubts filled everyone's hearts, and the generals of each hundred-man team looked around blankly, and even looked back at the command post to see if the order was wrong.
The soldiers were naturally full of doubts. Some were talking to each other, some were looking around, and most of them stopped or stood still.
Except Gengshi.
Zhao Tuo squinted his eyes, listening to the rumbling drums in his ears, and the trench one meter deep and two meters wide in front of him magnified infinitely in his eyes.
Advance with the beat of drums, retreat with the sound of gold.
The drumming keeps going and cannot stop.
Jin Bu Ming cannot retreat.
The sound of the drum indicates a charge.
Zhao Tuo gritted his teeth and shouted to the people behind him: "Go forward, charge!"
As he spoke, he took the lead, passed the stagnant Shiwu soldiers in front, ran forward amidst the passionate drumbeats, and launched a charge with weapons in hand.
Shejian, who was behind, said nothing and followed closely.
The others in Gengshi were stunned for a moment. Then, Heihip, Xiaobai and even Xiqigu and Zhu also started running. The others looked at each other and chased after them with their trust in Zhao Tuo.
At the edge of the school field, among the ten stagnant centurions, a Shiwu with only ten people rushed out.
Amidst the rumbling drums, they jumped into the trench ahead with indomitable momentum, climbed hard, crossed the trench, and continued to sprint forward.
Everyone was stunned.
The first person to react was Liang Guang, the commander of Xintun Village where Gengshi was located. He shouted: "General Lu Bai!"
Lu Baijiang also woke up, and he thought of all the cleverness Geng Shi had in his daily life.
"Follow me, follow Gengshi!"
General Lu Bai shouted and jumped into the ditch at the lead.
Behind him, the two camp commanders also pursued him with their soldiers.
Amidst the constant beating of drums, the other nine centurions looked at this scene in confusion.
…
On the parade platform.
Li Xin's eyes were bright as he looked at the soldiers who had crossed the ditch.
He turned back, looked at the two captains who were still a little unresponsive, and said without hesitation:
"Bring that Shiwu guy here."
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