"I know you are dissatisfied!" Feilin glanced at everyone with disdain, and stabbed out the eight-foot-long spear in his hand. It was as fast as a thunderbolt and as fast as lightning. "The most important thing in wielding a spear is stability, accuracy, and ruthlessness.
You can't do the last two things yet, so first level the pewter poles in your hands. Even though this guy looks ugly, he is a life-saving treasure on the battlefield." After a slight pause, Felin continued to spend half his life on it.
The experience gained during the battle was taught to these new recruits without reservation.
"Although our country, the Tang Dynasty, is powerful, it is impossible to equip every infantryman with a long spear. Most of the long weapons you use are standard spears. This thing is made by attaching a spear head to a white wax pole and slightly repairing it. Although it is powerful
It is not as good as the long spear, but it is lighter and cheaper. If you lose the spear on the battlefield, you can use it as a weapon by sharpening the white wax pole with a horizontal knife. Whether you can save your life depends on it." He looked around coldly at everyone.
A week later, Felin finally managed to squeeze out a sentence that was not so harsh.
"To gain the respect of others depends on your own ability. From now on, each of you will carry the pewter pole for half an hour every day. If you can't hold on, you won't have to eat." After saying this, Felindan
He walked away with a long pole in his hand, and sighed softly when he was halfway there: "There is an old saying in the army that people and weapons are the same. If you rely on family background, it will end up being a white wax pole that looks good but is useless. If you want to become a long pole,
It depends on daily hard work and blood soaking."
"Hey, this instructor is so powerful." Zhang Yanji was surprised and delighted, and waved the white wax pole in his hand, drawing a semicircle in the air.
"Mortal, mortal. If people are as stupid as you, what else is there to miss in this world?" Zhou Wuwei stroked the barrel of the gun, half-smiling.
"You, damn fat man. What do you mean?" Zhang Yanji couldn't stand such teasing and immediately retorted.
"Okay, okay. Fortunately, you are still the leader of the team, why can't you be more generous and set an example for the brothers?" Li Kuo obviously didn't have any good ideas for these two thorns, and kept shaking his head.
"Brothers, please be brave and straighten the white wax pole. Don't embarrass the brigade commander!" Zhang Yanji didn't want to quarrel with the fat man anymore, so he gritted his teeth and shouted at the soldiers of the second team.
"Get some energy, get some energy. Why can't a soldier led by this genius still lose to a mortal?" Zhou Wuwei twisted his fat waist and turned around to glance at Zhang Yanji, his eyes full of teasing.
...
It was midsummer at this time, and the sun was very poisonous. Although it was only about four o'clock in the morning, the soldiers were still sweating. Since Deputy Lieutenant Zhang specifically emphasized the need to wear leather armor for training, even if his underwear was soaked, he did not wear it.
No one dares to take off the thick and stuffy leather armor.
The supervisory team under Tu Laosan seemed to be displeased that the new recruits were left idle for even a moment, and rushed in with whips in their hands, shouting and cursing.
"Pick up your spirits and hold your hands straight! Your father or mother has died. You have a mournful look on your face. You can't even lift the white wax pole. Go back to the pile of rouge and enjoy your happiness as soon as possible. Don't start a war then.
, harming myself and everyone else." Tu Laosan's confidant, Zhu Dayan, rounded up his whip, slapped it on the buttocks of a lazy and slippery recruit, and scolded him loudly.
"Ouch!" The recruit shouted out in pain.
"You still have the nerve to scream, what an embroidered pillow for a straight woman!" Zhu Dayan whipped him twice more before appeasing his hatred.
Approaching to Li Kuo's side, Zhu Big Eyes looked at the young man in front of him with disdain. He was quite disapproving: The butcher specially asked me to pay attention to this boy, but this little guy with a smelly milk smell is not only slightly taller and stronger.
No matter how you look at it, there is nothing outstanding about it.
"Tu Jun said that the pole-holding practice ends here. Now let's do the stabbing practice. Have you seen the row of scarecrows at the east end? Stab three steps away, aiming at the red heart. No running, no thinking, understand.
?"
Being looked at by the other party, Li Kuo felt a little embarrassed. He patted his chest and strengthened himself. "What's the difficulty in this? Just watch it!"
After saying that, the boy picked up a sharpened white wax pole and trotted to the east end of the school grounds.
Rubbing the red line, the young man took a deep breath and concentrated all his strength on his waist and abdomen.
"Stab! If you don't stab him, you will be the one to die!" Zhou Wuxin's voice sounded in his mind again, and the blood in his veins was about to boil in an instant!
The young man thrust his left foot forward, used both arms to stab hard, and the straw man was instantly stabbed through!
"The Brigade Marshal is mighty!"
"My lord stabbed well!"
Looking at the deep indentation in the scarecrow's chest, Li Kuo smiled heartily: "It's useless to flatter me. This is a daily training program. You all have to practice it. No one can escape!"
Tsk tsk, this kid's arm strength is really good! Although Zhu Big Eyes can't do anything, he is known for his brute strength in the military. I thought that guy was just a little taller than the others, but I didn't expect that his arm strength is not as good as that of some veterans.
Give more.
Zhu Dayan suddenly realized that the young man in front of him was not as annoying as Butu'er said, but he couldn't praise him too much because of his face.
Li Kuo slightly arched his hands towards Zhu Dayan, then turned around and ordered the new recruits: "Do it just like I just did. One person in ten groups, five times in each group!"
"Yes!" the recruits shouted at the top of their lungs, fearing that they would be spotted by the black Rakshasa and be whipped in vain.
Well, this kid is still a promising talent. He has no scruples or delayed training because of my presence. He is also very smart. The two armies need such quick-witted and responsible generals. Should I follow Tutou?
Tell me, is there any misunderstanding?
Patting Li Kuo's weak arm, Zhu Dayan said: "Good job, little bastard, I'm optimistic about you, brother!"
Li Kuo was stunned on the spot for a moment. He didn't understand why the Black Rakshasa, who had been indifferent to him just now, suddenly changed his attitude and actually praised him without hesitation. When the young man came to his senses, he found that the Black Rakshasa had already gone away.
"Stop laughing, hurry up and train. Didn't you hear what I just said? One team is divided into five groups, and each group stabs five times! After one group completes the stabbing, the second group will make up for it, and one group will automatically retreat to the end of the team." All the recruits saw this.
Looking at himself with a half-smile, the young man cleared his throat vigorously, trying to make his voice more dignified.
"Your Excellency, it seems that you are quite confused about the matter of talent?" Dou Qing reminded Li Kuo in a timely manner when he saw Li Kuo's look of confusion.
"Oh, Brother Dou has noticed it." Li Kuo touched the back of his head in embarrassment and said softly.
"Brother Dou, what do you think about this matter?"
Dou Qing looked around and saw that there was no one waiting, so he lowered his voice and said: "Actually, this is not surprising. You must know that our Hexi Army can be roughly divided into two factions. One faction is headed by Zhang Shouyu and Zhang Tou'er
, and one faction gathered under the tent of the guerrilla general Gao Xiuyan. The two factions fought for power fiercely, and even Marshal Ge Shuhan couldn't do anything about it. Now that you have just arrived at the Shence Army, they must all want to recruit you to join them.
.Do you think anyone will reveal their true feelings to you before hearing your secrets?"
Boom, the beautiful image of the Hexi Army in the young man's mind collapsed. He was so stupid that he thought that the Hexi Army would be a pure land without disputes. Wherever there are people, there will be disputes. This is the case with the Tang Dynasty royal family. Civil servants and political affairs
This is the case for the Tang Dynasty, and it is also the case for Border Town Jiedu. I thought that the indifference of the frontier military attachés was related to the dandyism of the recruits, but I didn't expect that the crux of the problem actually lies in this. Both sides are waiting for themselves to express their stance, and they are all silent.
Wait for your own decision. But, can your little brigade commander change the long-standing balance between the two parties?
As if he could see what the young man was thinking, Dou Qing smiled and said: "You must want to ask why there are so many military attachés in the army who are interested in you. In fact, it is easy to explain. You are the Xuangjie Colonel personally appointed by His Majesty.
.Although the rank is not high, it represents the holy will. In other words, to win over you is to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum and seize the opportunity in front of Commander Ge Shuhan."
"But, in addition to the generals, there are not so many generals of the fourth rank in the Hexi Army. Why did it happen that they were two low-ranking officers who formed a faction?" The young man raised his hand to Dou Qing in confusion and humbly asked for advice.
Dou Qing bit his lip hard and said bitterly: "If military merit and rank represent status, then what kind of injustice will there be in the army? Zhang Touer was originally a tooth soldier of Marshal Ge Shuhan, and later protected his master many times.
He was promoted to Deputy Lieutenant Zhenwei for meritorious service. Although his rank is not high, he represents a commander-in-chief. Even General Xuanwei would not dare not give him face. As for Gao Xiuyan, he has a better background. His distant uncle is the capital of Anxi.
General Hu Gao Xianzhi, even Marshal Ge Shuhan must respect him!"
The young man remained silent. This was completely different from the Tang army he had imagined. It was far from the moral teacher described by Grandpa! It turned out that all the prosperity and beauty hid ugly souls. When night fell, what could not be seen
People's transactions will be carried out without scruples, without considering the feelings of the offended person. It turns out that there are only strong and weak in this world, and there is no right or wrong. The establishment and maintenance of all orders only rely on strength.
Wu Zi smiled bitterly and seemed to be thinking to himself: "Then what should I do?"
Dou Qing was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he informed the brigade commander of his opinion: "My lord, you only need to remain neutral, and Marshal Shu Han will follow your lead. As long as you develop your own power in a low-key manner, you will no longer be controlled by others!"
No longer controlled by others? Will they give themselves a chance to break the balance and develop and rise?
A gust of cold wind blew across his cheek, and the young man felt very, very cold.
Liu Yun had something to say: Actually, I couldn't bear to see Xiao Qi come into contact with reality so early. However, if he is not allowed to accumulate more experience now, I am afraid it will harm him instead. This period of military camp life is the key to his later political life.
Career enlightenment is therefore very important.
There will be injustice everywhere. As Liu Yun said in the article, the establishment of all order relies on strength. If you want not to be bullied, you must make your heart colder and stronger. Xiao Qi is growing up slowly, and so is Liu Yun.
It is growing slowly. Can red tickets and collections grow?
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