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There is a martial arts examination in Dali. In addition to testing archery and carbine, the martial arts examination also has to test the art of war.

The level required of recruits trained in the barracks is not high. After a series of training, in addition to increasing the physical fitness of the soldiers, they must learn to read the formation flag.

Soldiers don't have any special skills when they go out to kill the enemy. When fighting, they only need to know how to relax and listen to orders. They don't need to learn all kinds of swordsmanship and sword techniques. Once the two sides fight, the soldiers in the chaotic formation will basically only be able to hack and slash, and fancy moves will only waste their energy.

The only end result after exhaustion is death.

After the basic physical training is completed, the instructor will divide the recruits into four branches: infantry, cavalry, archers and swordsmen. They will continue to receive designated training and then go to various places to guard mountains and rivers.

What should the person who is favored by Vice General Cao do?

"When we were suppressing bandits in Shiliang Village, I discovered that your eyesight was different from ordinary people's. After checking, I found out that Xianglang, your old man is actually an old scout." Vice General Cao stood at the door of the study and spoke to Li Erlang like this. His eyes were burning: "Our army needs soldiers like Xianglang. Your Majesty sent me here to train you. Once a war breaks out, especially someone like you, you must step forward immediately."

Vice General Cao, whose full name is Cao Shuting, has passed and stood.

There has been no war on the border for several years now. Some of these low-level generals take turns guarding the border, while others are sent to various military offices to train troops. The real generals are now in Chang'an.

When the country is stable, the imperial court will not send generals to the military mansion. Once the imperial court promulgates the title of general, it indicates that a war is about to break out.

There is no general in the military mansion. As the deputy general, Cao Shuting is temporarily in charge of the entire military training in Ganzhou, and the deputy lieutenant is his assistant.

"Because this is your first time receiving training, you will follow Liu Tishou from now on. He will put you into the recruit camp. You will not be able to proceed to the next step of training until you have passed the one-month physical training period." Cao Shuting looked at the deputy on the side. Wei: "Be vigilant and practice to the point of death."

Liu Tishou responded: "Yes." When answering, he put on a "you wait and see" expression and glanced at Li Erlang.

After the officials resigned, the military mansion was about to close. Cao Shuting handed Li Erlang to Liu Tishou. He hurriedly came here to see Li Erlang. After the explanation, he took another deputy lieutenant and left in a hurry.

Although Liu Tishou had a bad attitude, he still followed the deputy general's instructions and took Li Erlang home to rest for one night. He told him to set off for the barracks as soon as the banger rang at five o'clock, and not to wait when it was late.

Li Erlang attributed Liu Tishou's attitude towards him to the veteran's contempt and look down on the new recruits. He could see from Liu Tishou's expression that this man was full of distrust of him. He might have seen too many people who gave up halfway, and it was natural that he should I thought he would do the same.

Thinking like this, Li Erlang lay on the bed and closed his eyes, looking forward to tomorrow.

He learned about the training arrangements in the barracks from his eldest brother and father. Physical training is nothing more than consuming a person's energy, pushing all aspects of a soldier to the limit bit by bit, and then breaking the limit to slowly improve a person's physical fitness.

But everyone's physique is different, and their limits are naturally different. Some people have reached their limits, but some have not. If we continue training at this time, some soldiers may not be able to survive the war and will die from exhaustion. In the barracks.

In order to reduce this situation, the barracks implements a training method in which soldiers are screened into formations in layers, and the outstanding soldiers are selected. The remaining ordinary and even weak soldiers who are not so conspicuous are mixed into formations, undergo the same physical training, and arrange different tasks. Training volume.

"If Li Changxiang successfully passes the vigilance training, what does the deputy general plan to do with him? Is it to train him into a scout?" In the main tent of the barracks, deputy general Cao and several of his subordinates were dealing with training matters. The ministers have arrived in Chang'an one after another, and His Majesty's instructions have also been sent to the state capitals, ordering the state capitals to send people to attend the military viewing ceremony in Chang'an.

While Cao Shuting was thinking, he heard what his subordinate Chen Yikang asked.

"He is overqualified as a scout." Cao Shuting looked at the people still in the barracks. The camps were full of capable soldiers with their own strengths. "Yikang, you will be the leader this time to participate in the military viewing ceremony in Chang'an. Don't embarrass Ganzhou. You must show off your skills in front of His Majesty during the ceremony. After completely suppressing the Southern and Dongri religions, Your Majesty will do something. Planned."

Chen Yikang raised his hand and accepted the order: "Yes, I will fight for Ganzhou's face!"

"A general is only useful on the battlefield." After Vice General Cao decided on the candidates to go to Chang'an, he immediately asked Chen Yikang to submit the list and rushed to Chang'an in a few days.

After the camp was empty, Cao Shuting rubbed his dizzy eyes and moved his lips invisibly: Scout?

No, he wants to make a murder weapon!

To be a scout is overkill, but to be a killer is just the right person for the right place.

But there is still a long way to go!

As soon as the clapper rang at five o'clock in the morning, Li Erlang had already packed his baggage, carried it behind his back, and opened the door on time.

When Liu Tishou came out, he saw that Li Erlang was well prepared and looked energetic. He smiled and said, "Let's go. If you still look like this after today's training, I am incompetent."

Li Erlang retracted his inadvertent expectation and carefully followed Liu Tishou out. Unexpectedly, in front of the horse-mounting stone outside the door, a boy was holding two horses!

He actually prepared a horse!

Li Erlang seemed to be able to ignore Liu Tishou's dissatisfaction with him. No matter how hard he was trained, he would never give up.

Liu Tishou: "Have you ever ridden a horse?"

Li Erlang shook his head honestly: "I used to have a bad horse at home. My father carried me and rode it a few times, but I had never ridden it myself."

Being held and riding a horse, that was when I was little.

Liu Tishou didn't need to mount the horse stone. He stepped on the stirrup and turned over neatly to mount the horse: "Then you try to keep up with me. The rules of the military camp are that those who are late for training will receive twenty military sticks." As he said this, he clamped the horse's belly, swung the reins and rode out. go.

Li Erlang suppressed his surging heart, and with the help of the mounting stone, he was able to mount the horse steadily in an instant. He thought about the horse racing postures he had seen. Ji Qingyue called him "silly and bold" and he never considered falling. Dismounting, in order to catch up with Liu Tishou, he did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and slapped the horse's butt, and the horse started running forward quickly.

The clatter of horse hooves on the stone slabs was regular and crisp.

Although Li Erlang's riding posture was still a little stiff, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he liked the feeling of the wind rushing past his ears. After a while, he saw Liu Tishou's figure in front of him.

Now in the middle of the year, the city gate has been opened, and many caravans have left the city early.

There were quite a few runners, all of whom were uniformly dressed in military uniforms, running in one direction.

Li Erlang was worried about being stopped when leaving the city, so he slapped the horse's butt again and accelerated to keep up with Liu Tishou. He had no idea how he would stop the galloping horse if it suddenly stopped suddenly.

Fortunately, the city gate soldiers did not stop him, and he was able to follow Liu Ti to guard his horse and leave the city smoothly.

At this time, it was still dark outside the city, and even the farmers in the fields had not yet come out. Li Erlang, who was not familiar with the road conditions in Ganzhou, did not dare to let the horse run wildly like Liu Tishou, so he could only clamp the horse's belly with more force and tighten the reins slightly, giving the horse the command to slow down.

He tried his best to stabilize his body, but the pained horse still snorted angrily and bumped the person on its back restlessly in protest.

"What a good horse. When you get to the military camp, I will personally feed you fodder and brush your hair!!"

The horses only slowed down a little, and the sound of hoofbeats in front of them disappeared, and they were thrown away for an unknown distance.

Li Erlang had been paying attention to the hoofbeats of Liu Tishou's horse, and accurately locked the position and route. As long as he was sure that he had not taken the wrong path, he could follow the hoofbeats and catch up.

Keeping half a stick of incense between him and Liu Tishou, he broke through the thick fog of the night and headed straight for the remote wilderness.

After riding on horseback for about half an hour, the faint flames of nearly burned-out torches appeared in the distance.

That is Ganzhou Barracks!

There is a large military camp located in the northeast outside the East City Gate.

If a war breaks out, soldiers summoned from Shandan and other villages and counties will rush here to assemble their troops.

The barracks were heavily fortified inside and outside, and those approaching could only dismount and move forward.

Li Erlang imitated Liu Tishou's movements, pulling the reins little by little so as not to cause pain to the horse. He slowly made the horse stop, then turned over and dismounted and approached the barracks.

The guards obviously knew that Li Erlang was coming, and did not block the exit. Instead, they curiously observed the person the deputy general had retrieved.

Li Erlang only felt that he was like a monkey in a monkey play, and his eyes that looked at him along the way neither covered nor avoided.

Recruits came to the barracks for training in mid-September. Today's recruits are no longer so new and have gradually adapted to the training rhythm of the barracks. Looking at Li Erlang who just arrived, he looks more like a new recruit among recruits.

If someone comes to the bottom, they dare to provoke and ridicule.

Li Erlang was younger than these recruits who were around twenty years old. His face was full of childishness, and he looked easy to bully.

But his size made some people who wanted to give him power be afraid. The family had no shortage of food before they encountered the bandits. After the bandits appeared, Ji Qingyue fed him. Li Erlang was already tall, but Before drawing the strip, the whole person looked a bit strong, but in this year, the drawing has grown taller, and is already a little taller than Ji Qingyue. In addition, the daily intensity of labor has made the muscles on the body gradually become leaner and stronger. , rather than just being big and round.

Li Erlang raised his eyebrows and grinned to meet everyone's provocation.

With his angry look on his face, he didn't look like someone to be bullied.

Li Erlang followed Liu Tishou, using his peripheral vision to observe the soldiers who had gotten up early for training. There was still some confusion in their joking and laughing expressions, until he followed Liu Tishou into a military tent, where Vice General Cao had been waiting for a long time.

He was busy handling the military affairs at hand, and had no time and no intention to introduce Li Erlang to everyone. In the military camp, everyone speaks with their strength, and showing outstanding abilities will naturally make everyone recognize you.

After meeting with Deputy General Cao, Li Erlang received two sets of military uniforms. Without taking a breath, Liu Tishou ordered him to put down his luggage and put on his military uniforms immediately and participate in training immediately.

"Change into your military uniform and go to the west to look for me." Liu Tishou pointed to a tent and hurried away.

Li Erlang quickly put on his rough military uniform. The moment he stepped out of the tent, the cold wind blew so hard that his skin tightened and goosebumps fell to the ground.

At dawn, the soldiers were already lined up in order, standing on the training ground of the barracks, practicing fists, split palms, and horse steps.

He went all the way to the training ground to the west of the barracks. The training the soldiers there received was obviously different. It could be seen at a glance that their physique and strength were not at the same level as the soldiers at the previous training ground.

Here should be the soldiers who were selected separately and received more rigorous training.

Liu Tishou was the instructor of nearly a hundred people.

Without explaining it to everyone, Liu Tishou pointed to the end of the team and asked Li Erlang to join the queue without raising his eyes. Like everyone else, he found a sack filled with earth and rocks and stood with a load.

"I don't care whether you are carrying it on your back or hugging it. The sandbag is not allowed to fall before I give the instruction to end it. Anyone who lands the sandbag will be given three army sticks at a time. Finally, the old rule is that those who persist until the end will have a meaty lunch!"

With the superposition of quantitative punishments, simple rewards, and the addition of "rookies", everyone's morale was high, and they were all waiting to see Li Erlang's jokes.

Isn't life just for a bite to eat?

Li Erlang honestly went and carried a bag of earth and rocks. He weighed it and found that one bag weighed forty or fifty kilograms.

Liu Tishou gave an order, and as everyone roared, the sacks left the ground one after another.

Except for Li Erlang, everyone else has received training for nearly a month and has gained experience in carrying sandbags.

Li Erlang lifted the sandbag. Although he had no experience in carrying heavy objects for a long time, all the farm work he had done in the past was heavy and tiring work. He often carried bags of grain weighing a hundred kilograms, from the fields to the road. Then he moved it from the cart to the granary...

This stop lasted an hour and a half.

No matter whether it was the dazzling sun shining on their faces or the cold wind blowing across their skin, they could not put down the sacks.

Li Erlang actually survived the first training session?

Liu Tishou sneered: "Hold the sack over your head and squat five hundred times!"

The weather in the early morning is the most tormenting, and even the sunlight is very annoying.

Li Erlang gritted his teeth, and the low growl in his throat accompanied his movements.

In the end, Li Erlang subconsciously allowed his legs to move on their own, and his mind was so tired that he was about to crash.

Seeing Li Erlang showing signs of fatigue, Liu Tishou refused to let go: "Lift the sack to his chest and continue squatting three hundred times."

Li Erlang had no feeling in his hands, and he was holding on with only his breath, moving with the same difficulty as everyone else.

Maybe he was the only one who was doing the hard movements with a dying look, and the others had numbly adapted to this intensity of training.

Two hundred and eighty-one...

Two hundred and eighty-two...

When Li Erlang stood up, his arms were unsteady and he staggered his feet. His numb fingers could no longer grasp the sack.

bang——

"Li Changxiang, remember to hit the military stick three times! No meat or fish for lunch!!"