Guan Quan looked at the people sitting upright with no expression on his face: "Today I say hello to you. The military camp must be defended by all military rules. It is okay to compete with each other, but you must not use small tricks. Otherwise, the military law will not be merciless."

When Guan Quan sat down, Jin Hao, who was in charge of the top leader, smiled and said, "Everyone, Guan Duwei is in charge of military discipline and rules. He is harsh and is for everyone's good."

After saying that, he turned his face and looked at Zhou Wenju, the chief commander of the logistics officer below, and said, "Emperor Zhou, in the new army camp, logistics is the most important. Let's explain it to you."

Zhou Wenju stood up, bowed to everyone below, and said with a smile on his face: "Everyone, Zhou is just a errand-runner."

No one will believe this.

Everyone knows that the logistics officer of an army is of high power and no one dares to offend him.

"We will equip the training equipment of military soldiers. Each person has a set of fine iron armor, and other weapons are also made of excellent steel."

After all, it is impossible to distribute hundreds of thousands of sets at a time. These standard armors will naturally not have a good protective power. Weapons that cannot even reach mortal weapons are very difficult to deal with monsters.

"As for combat equipment and arrows, we will distribute some consumables, but you should save money, otherwise, you will have to pay for it yourself if you don't have it." Zhou Wenju looked at everyone and said lightly.

"There is also food, we will distribute one spiritual coin per person per day."

A day of food for one spirit coin is nearly one spirit stone in three months. This time, more than 300,000 new troops were trained, and more than 300,000 spirit stones were consumed by food alone.

Zhao Yang frowned. The monster meat he gave to his subordinates was worth several spiritual stones every day, and each person consumed at least dozens of spiritual coins in a day.

A meal for spiritual coins is not enough for high-intensity training sergeants.

"Of course, the food for a spiritual coin is definitely not enough. But this is the standard arranged above, and we have no choice." Zhou Wenju frowned when he saw the captains frowning and explained helplessly.

"Hehe, Zhou Duwei, my father told me that food must be the highest standard, ten spirit coins per day." He Shuangchi looked at Zhou Wenju and smiled.

Can there be different standards? Others looked at Zhou Wenju curiously.

"Ahem, it's not impossible to raise the food standards. You can make the spirit stones yourself." Zhou Wenju spread his hands, showing the appearance of a merchant's charity: "Either you take cash, or you sign a contract with the New Army camp, and then use military rewards to pay off the debt."

Zhao Yang calculated that from combat equipment to food, there was no training yet. If you want to get the full standard, everyone would have to bear the debt of tens of thousands of spirit stones first.

"How many spirit stones, I'll pay for it."

"How to sign the contract, I'll sign it."

...

These captains who can come to the New Army camp are not fools. After a little thought, they will understand that only by improving the New Army's combat effectiveness to the highest level within three months can they have the opportunity to survive.

"Hey, it would be great if I could be with Zhao Duwei, wouldn't this group save you food?" He Shuangchi muttered, signing a contract with his name.

Zhao Yang was unmoved, he had his own way.

It’s not that he couldn’t bear to leave the spirit stone, but that he didn’t look down on the food provided by the military camp.

Zhou Wenju and other lieutenants handled their own food and coughed lightly, "According to the fact that you need to set up military numbers for your own family and build military flags after you become an army. But this matter is a bit complicated, so there is no number in the camp. "I'm even lazy to do the flag? Does this new army camp want spirit stones?

"There is only one guard in each period of the new army that can establish a military number. The five guards will be given military number. The others are broken up and supplemented to the Zhenhai guards in front, so it is useless to set up military number early." Jin Hao, who was in charge of the upper hand, suddenly spoke out.

There were only six people who could lead the army independently in the thirty-one school captains!

This is the real cruel reality. More people don’t even have the qualifications to lead the battlefield alone.

The camp, which was already a little noisy, immediately disappeared.

"Haha, everyone, the March period has not arrived. If you have lost confidence now, then you still want to come back from Zhenhaiwei alive?" Jin Hao shouted softly, and his expression on his face was no longer as kind as before.

"What the sir is saying is that I have been taught." Zhao Yang nodded and clasped his fists at Jin Hao.

Indeed, I don’t even have the confidence to break through the siege in the new military camp, so what else do I want to make a contribution?

"Well, Zhao Duwei is indeed different. Are you confident of getting the only independent military quota?" Jin Hao smiled on his face, looked at the other lieutenant maliciously, and then laughed: "I won't talk about anything else today, hold a banquet and attend the banquet!"

Even with wine and meat, no one could eat this meal happily. They found an excuse early and turned back to their own camp.

There were only six of the thirty-one lieutenants who could form an army alone. According to Gu Minghui's previous intention, someone would have to hand over the military power and be a deputy in a month.

No one was willing to take the military power in his hands, and no one was willing to work hard, but he made wedding clothes for others. All the soldiers trained in three months were dispersed to supplement their troops.

However, Zhao Yang stayed at the end and drank a few glasses of wine with Jin Hao, Gu Minghui and others.

"Master Zhou, don't know how to replenish combat tools, arrows and other objects?" Zhao Yang raised his wine glass and touched Zhou Wenju for a while, then spoke.

"Don't worry, the price you give you will naturally be the lowest." Zhou Wenju said with a smile.

"That's good, Zhao respects Brother Zhou!" Zhao Yang stood up, shouted with a smile on his face, and drank the wine in the glass.

That night, only He Shuangchi came to Zhaoyang's camp alone for free, and none of the others came.

"Brother Zhao, the old birds in the new military camp are not good people. They want to isolate you!" He Shuangchi complained while gnawing on the flesh bones.

isolated?

Zhao Yang smiled gently, and a young boy suddenly appeared and became a captain. Naturally, he felt uncomfortable in the new military camp.

However, he was not interested in forming cliques in the new military camp.

Because, no need.

Early the next morning, on the field of the New Military Camp, teams of young soldiers were arranged neatly, waiting for the selection of the new military captains.

Even though they knew that they would embark on a battlefield of dying and lifelessness in three months, these young soldiers were straightening their backs, and none of them showed timidity.

The university field can run a team of nearly 100,000 people at one time, and the vigorous qi and blood are swelling, and the air you see with naked eyes is red.

Only such soldiers can win battles.

Zhao Yang did not look at each other like other lieutenants, and directly asked Wu Mingshuo and others to pull the people away in teams.

But after a while, the quota that originally took three days to choose was fully recruited.

"Master Zhao, this is the place where your team is stationed. In a month, you will return to the camp for assessment." Jin Hao solemnly handed a letter to Zhao Yang.

"Emperor Zhao, just send someone back to collect the food and war equipment you need." Zhou Wenju also said with a smile on the side.

Zhao Yang nodded and bowed to Jin Hao and others: "Take care, sir."

"Brother Zhao, let's compete again in a month!" He Shuangchi, who was still selecting military soldiers in the distance, raised his fists and shouted.

Zhao Yang smiled lightly, turned around and left.

"A nouveau riche from a sect really thinks how capable he is?" Zhou Wenju's face turned gloomy as he watched Zhao Yang walk away.
Chapter completed!