Lei Xingkong and the soldiers at the outpost got up early, ran around in circles as usual, and then practiced the sword formation.
The orderly chanting was especially loud in the early morning, and soon woke up the iron officers and disciples in other sheds. They lazily walked out of the sheds, and then watched, and some even cursed loudly.
, shouting about making noise so early in the morning, and not allowing anyone to sleep?
The soldiers at the outpost were ignored and only concentrated on doing their work.
When the soldiers were running in circles, Lei Xingkong accompanied them throughout the whole process. When it came time to practice the sword formation, if he saw any soldier moving incorrectly, he would immediately go over and correct it.
While giving instructions, he would curse a few words from time to time:
"Are you a girl? I've been practicing such a sword move for so long and I still can't get it right. Do you know if you use waist strength? How can you do it with arm strength alone?"
"Why, my legs and feet are so weak, how can I go into battle? Go run ten laps... Oh, no, I'm going to battle today, so I'll run five laps first, and remember the other five laps!"
"Look at you... tsk tsk, I don't even want to talk about you anymore. Brother Li, come and teach him!"
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Although the words were somewhat sarcastic, none of the soldiers disobeyed them after hearing them. Instead, they all laughed, acting as if they would not feel comfortable if Master Yingzheng was not allowed to say a few words.
After completing the circle, Lei Xingkong sat aside to rest and let the soldiers practice on their own.
On the other side of the iron official disciples, Long Rui and other leaders also stood up and were sitting aside to watch.
Although they had only been in contact with the group from Dibei Post for two days, they still felt that this battalion was different from other county army battalions, but they could not tell what the specific difference was.
Long Rui could not see through Lei Xingkong more and more, and felt that this general's behavior was really weird.
Soon after breakfast, a concentrated trumpet sounded.
The two gates of the Zuofeng camp opened at the same time, and several school officials galloped in to give orders to march out.
Lei Xingkong led the soldiers from the outpost slowly out, and more than a thousand iron officers and disciples followed behind him in a dilapidated queue.
Just looking at the spirit of the iron officials and disciples, so lazy and decadent, it already makes people frown.
When he went out, Lei Xingkong paid some attention. Today, the gatekeeper of Zuofeng Camp has changed. Chen Tuzi, who was beaten unconscious yesterday, was nowhere to be found. At this time, he was replaced by an old soldier. He looked at Lei Xingkong.
When Xingkong was in the air, he showed a flattering smile, which was very flattering.
When a group of people arrived in front of the Wengcheng, the gate of the Wengcheng was not opened.
Lei Xingkong looked up at the top of the city, and happened to see the school officer who was guarding the city when he entered the city that day. The school officer saw Lei Xingkong, smiled in a gesture, and then said loudly: "The weapons and armor have been placed by the road, let's sort them out first.
Once everything is ready, you can leave the city."
Lei Xingkong turned around to take a look, and sure enough he saw three or four piles of things lying on the roadside, covered with oilcloth. Without Lei Xingkong making a sound, Long Rui and others had already signaled the iron officials and disciples to get the things.
This is a common practice in the Yong army. Iron officers and disciples are prisoners. In order to facilitate management and avoid causing trouble, weapons will only be given to them before the war. After the war, they will be taken back immediately.
Looking at the actions of the iron officials and disciples, Lei Xingkong couldn't help but frown slightly.
Because he had memories from his previous life, he had a deep understanding of the Iron Officials' disciples. It wasn't that he couldn't stand their disorganized ways of doing things on their own. What he couldn't stand at this time was the things distributed to the Iron Officials and Disciples.
A knife, a wooden shield, and a cotton armor, this is all the iron officials and disciples have.
Not only that--
Each of those knives was dull, and some were even stained with rust. One can only imagine how sharp they were.
Those wooden shields have chips and cracks on every side. You can imagine what would happen to them if they were hit hard by barbarians on the battlefield.
Those cotton armors, not to mention, have broken holes everywhere, and most of the cotton wadding is missing. They are so thin that they are not even as good as ordinary military uniforms. Wearing them on the body is at best better than nothing...
Facing the barbarians, even if such "equipment" is equipped with no matter how brave the soldiers are, their chances of survival will be reduced by at least 70%... After the war, those who survived can be said to be blessed by God in addition to their bravery.
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
"Is everything done? Stop dawdling, hurry up!"
"Don't be afraid, it's useless to be afraid. Sooner or later, you will die. If you die early, you will be reincarnated!"
Several people around Long Rui urged him, especially the man named Huang who had the loudest voice.
After a while, the iron officers and disciples were finally ready. Long Rui looked at Lei Xingkong and reported in a deep voice: "We are ready, officer!"
Watching the iron officials and disciples getting the "equipment" ready, Lei Xingkong looked at them carefully and suddenly had a different perception of them in his heart.
The knife was blunt, and there was faint traces of dark blood on it;
The shield is cracked, but it is covered with marks from being chopped by sharp objects;
The cotton armor was thin, stained with blood, and had countless knife marks and arrow holes;
But even so, these shabby men who looked like beggars actually had something in their eyes that made people feel almost suffocated after looking at them.
It is silent but full of power.
Looking at the soldiers at the outpost, they seemed to have the same feeling. After noticing the changes in the iron officers and disciples, they all held their heads high and their chests high, and their eyes became sharper, like fighting cocks.
Suddenly, Lei Xingkong understood that what was in the eyes of Tieguan's disciple turned out to be murderous intent.
"If we could be good at guiding and utilizing them, they would be a group of good soldiers. It's a pity..."
Lei Xingkong turned his head and thought to himself.
In his previous life, he was the leader of an army, so he naturally had the ability to tell the difference between good and bad soldiers. The murderous aura carried by the iron officers and disciples, even compared to ordinary veterans who have not experienced life and death on the battlefield, would never be possible. Possess. If they can be trained a little and equipped with some good weapons and equipment, they will definitely become a strong force.
"Lei Yingzheng, are you ready? If you are, then leave the city!"
On the wall of Wengcheng, the school official shouted hello.
Lei Xingkong came back to his senses, thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, open the door!"
"quack……"
The gate of Wengcheng slowly opened.
Among them, about five thousand people were waiting in formation.
As soon as the outpost soldiers and iron officer disciples entered Wengcheng, a school officer came over on horseback and ordered: "You wait first, and we will press the battle later!"
Lei Xingkong nodded and waved to the people behind him to continue moving forward.
To hold the line back? To put it nicely, it is actually to supervise the army.
As soon as they find the cannon fodder of the forward battalion escaping on the battlefield, these "pressing" troops will immediately kill them without mercy, which is equivalent to cutting off their retreat.
The inner gate of the urn city closed again, and the gate leading to the outside of the city opened slowly.
Lei Xingkong took a deep breath and looked ahead.
At this point, he has no way out and faces a powerful enemy ahead. All he can do is fight his way out and continue to live.
Chapter 100 is almost over, so I decided to have a little burst today!