A team of 8,000 people recruited one day, although this is not the first time in the history of the Dragon Kingdom, it is definitely a rare speed.

While the civilians in the imperial capital were amazed and proud, there was not much shock in the military.

In today's imperial capital, people may not know who the prime minister is today. Some people may not know which generation the marshal of the military headquarters is the successor of the five heroes, but if Wuming mentioned, almost all civilians can not only report all his military achievements, but even his measurements can be clearly stated.

Such a popular general would be a joke if he would not recruit eight thousand soldiers in a day.

Military officers are more discussing what Wuming is thinking?

Reject students who would rather go to the camp to act as ordinary soldiers than go to other camps to act as grassroots officers and have relatively high military qualities.

Choose the group of mud legs with relatively poor nutrition and almost no military literacy as soldiers.

Is this the idea of ​​Wuming, or the idea of ​​the Black Dragon King Li Tianjiao? Or the solution discussed by the most outstanding generals of the two generations of civilians, both old and young, together? Do they want to give up this military event? They just want to take advantage of these people's hatred for the Blue Treasure Bandits and make contributions to the battlefield?

For a time, the military officers were all speculating on the authors, but not many people were optimistic about this team anymore.

Even Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Shenlong Kingdom, wanted to train this team into a military event to win the championship in the remaining time, that would be impossible.

Li Tianjiao no matter what Wuming thought, all he needed was a good result, and he did not like the noble children of the military academy to join the team, which would bring too much trouble in the future.

Before dawn, Wuming was wearing a straight military uniform. Accompanied by Li Tianjiao, who looked puzzled behind him, he came to the training ground of the camp.

Under the moon, the nameless military uniforms that were being soldiers for both eras were particularly conspicuous when worn on their bodies. The unique temperament of the soldier was emitting from every cell in his body. Even Li Tianjiao, who always disliked him, had to admit that when this man was wearing military uniform, no one could be more like a soldier than him.

Including the first two hundred mercenaries, the first ones to be recruited, the 600 members of the Black Dragon Society, and the recruitment of 7,000 refugees, they were already standing in the center of the venue. They were suddenly woken up from their sleep, and their eyes were almost still in a hazy state. Seeing Wuming and Li Tianjiao's appearance, eight thousand people barely cheered up, and the loose team was much more neat than before.

"Give me some energy!"

Zhang Feng roared, and one hundred and fifty soldiers walked out of the dark with sticks of different lengths in their hands. They kept tapping their palms with sticks, with a bad smile on their faces. They looked like a villain's success. The eight thousand people who had just barely been energetic, suddenly became clear in their minds, and their eyes became energetic in their hazy eyes. Wuming had more than a hundred villains under his command. It was not a secret in the imperial capital. God knew what these more than a hundred villains would do.

Wuming stood on the not-so-large podium in that place, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In order to avenge hundreds of people in the village, he wanted to let these 8,000 people fight for life and death in the future. Are he too selfish?

Wuming sighed and looked around and found that almost none of the refugees who had attracted soldiers were considered strong. For these refugees, the living environment of the imperial capital was too bad. Perhaps joining the army was their only way out.

At this time, Zhang Feng came to the under the nameless podium, poked the stick in his hand and shouted: "Salute"

Everyone straightened their bodies in a conditioned manner, making the only move they learned when they were recruited into the barracks yesterday.

Although it was not eight thousand pairs of military boots on the ground, the sound of the ground was not very neat, and it still sounded a bit majestic.

Wuming was stunned for a moment. Although both eras were soldiers, he had never received salute from eight thousand people. After calming down a little, Wuming also made a standard military salute to everyone, and the sound of one stepping on the ground made everyone hear it clearly.

Zhang Feng, who was standing by, even wondered whether the podium was designed strong enough, and whether he had considered that a general with a strange power like Wuming would come.

Seeing Wuming’s greeting, Zhang Feng quickly turned around and said in a rare and serious tone: “General, all eight thousand people are here!”

Wuming was silent for a moment, raised his head slightly and said loudly: "I don't understand any great principles, nor can I say anything nice. As a person who has reached his current status by relying on military merits, I hate war. A general succeeds and thousands of bones are woven! Almost every famous general, their unique reputation is exchanged for the lives, blood and corpses of countless people."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Unexpectedly, their general called everyone up early in the morning. Not only did they say anything encouraging, but they said so scary.

Wuming then continued, "I never thought of becoming a famous general, nor did I think of using your lives to help me achieve success. Only when I am new to Wuming will I join the camp. I hope I can lead everyone to eliminate the Blue Troubles alive and reunite with my wife, children and family again."

There were no bold words to make achievements, nor did there be crowned words to encourage everyone to kill the enemy. These words of concern inspired the hearts of everyone to be moved and passionate.

As soldiers, many people may not be afraid of death. But these soldiers who are not afraid of death do not mean they want to die. Everyone wants to live and meet their families alive. Wuming's words hit their hearts.

Before everyone was moved, Wuming's voice suddenly changed and his tone became colder than before: "So, from today on, I will train you the most difficult time. That will be the first time in your life to see hell alive. When you crawl out of hell, the God of Death on the battlefield will find it difficult to harvest your life. Now, I give you a chance to withdraw. If you want to withdraw, take a step forward. I believe no one will laugh at you. I counted it.

Three seconds passed, and none of the eight thousand people on the field chose to withdraw. Wuming's words completely aroused their blood.

Hell? Seven thousand refugees who have seen the scenes of Blue Troubles siege the city and conquer the land immediately emerged in their minds when they fled. What training is there in the world that can be more terrifying than the real purgatory of human beings? Can people who can live through truly continuous people still be afraid of hell training?

Wuming didn't show any smile on his face, and his tone was still cold: "The training starts now. From now on, we will get up at this time every morning and carry out the first training: running, five thousand meters."

Running? Li Tianjiao chuckled gently. Any army will start running when training recruits. Although the distance of five thousand meters is not short. But if you use such intensity and means to train soldiers, it is not considered hell training, it is difficult for these soldiers to have any guarantee of their future combat effectiveness. This young general...

Before Li Tianjiao finished thinking, Wuming said again: "The team was divided into 800 teams according to yesterday's number, with ten people in each team. The last one of the eight thousand people is regarded as the last one in the team. In this last one, each team had to squat and count the rice sprinkled on the ground. After counting, the right number was to have food to eat. If you were wrong, just count it again."

Without waiting for everyone to react, Zhang Feng turned over and jumped on the war horse that his companion moved to him. The stick in his hand waved in the air and shouted: "Fuck with me! I'm running slow, my brothers' sticks are sucked!" Zhang Feng rode the war horse in front. Without waiting for the sticks of other soldiers to drive them away, the eight thousand soldiers immediately spread their feet and ran wildly with Zhang Feng.

Five thousand meters, if you run at the normal training speed, you will only be a little tired at most. Everyone should be able to persevere.

But with the punishment, the meaning of the five-kilometer running training has been greatly changed. It has added too much sense of competition.

These businessmen were often beaten by the upper class when they were at home. They were not afraid of the sticks in the hands of soldiers and gangsters. Wouldn’t it hurt at most if they were whipped on their bodies?

Finally, I had to eat and implicate my companions. Who can stand such a thing? So from the beginning, everyone could only try their best and run forward desperately.

Li Tianjiao's eyes changed and he closed his contempt for Wuming. As a general, he knew better than anyone else what Wuming meant.

Although this extreme running method is cruel, it is the best way to improve one's endurance and leg strength.

The next punishment seems nothing to others, but Li Tianjiao knew that people could not squat at all when they were extremely tired, and perhaps they could barely do it while kneeling. Counting rice one by one, what they practiced was the concentration of people under extreme fatigue.

With such a training method, soldiers will be well protected under no matter how difficult the conditions are in the future. Especially after the fierce battle, their bodies are in a state of fatigue. If they are attacked by the enemy, they can increase their chances of survival.

Li Tianjiao has been in the army for many years, and this is the first time today that he has seen such a method of training soldiers. Just a running, but there are too many training elements in it.

"Boy, how did you think of training for running like this?"

Wuming only chuckled at Li Tianjiao's inquiry. He had not suffered much in this way of training the special forces in the last era.

At this time, a group of people were slowly walking into the barracks with trucks of vegetables and meat.

A trace of surprise flashed through Li Tianjiao's eyes. Wuming's generousness was far beyond his imagination. At present, the worst team in the empire was actually eating food second only to the Royal Guards.

"The large amount of exercise and sufficient nutrition can train a strong body. However, the brave and fearless spirit of the soldiers is even more difficult to cultivate. Their hatred for the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom makes them possess the most important quality of soldiers and bravery."

Li Tianjiao is also an old corps, so he can naturally understand the truth in Wuming's words. However, someone actually used such good food to refugees who joined the army on the first day. This is the first time in the history of the Shenlong Kingdom.

Wuming looked up again and looked at his own barracks. This was the first time he had come to this barracks since he became the general of the camp. Everything around him was fresh for him.

This barracks are not the largest barracks with numbers, but the surrounding environment is somewhat imaginative with the requirements he reported to the military headquarters.

The entire barracks cover an area of ​​thousands of pings, and generally present a circular area. They are surrounded by wooden stakes to form a simple defensive fence. The soldiers' houses are scattered in four directions, including canteens, bathrooms, arsenals and a special warehouse. Although these rooms are not very large, they are equipped with very complete areas.

What satisfied Wuming the most was that the north side of the barracks was leaning against a hill that was neither tall nor short. In the future, the soldiers could adapt to some training for 5,000 meters, so they could run the mountain and enhance their ability to fight in the wild.

Dongfang was now a little white. Wuming took out the training plan he had just written yesterday from his arms. These were the training he had received when he was a special forces soldier that day. Then, based on the physical fitness of the refugee, he made some simple modifications in the amount of exercise.

Li Tianjiao had read the words in Wuming's hand and was filled with mist. He could not understand what anti-exposure body training was, nor did he understand what training was to go up and down the hook ladder three hundred times, nor did he know what triathlon was. He also understood some other strange nouns.

As the soldiers ran back from their five thousand meters of life and death, after a delicious breakfast, Li Tianjiao began to understand the plan written in Wuming's booklet little by little. What exactly is it?

For seven consecutive days, eight thousand soldiers finally understood what hell was mentioned in Wuming.

Every morning early in the morning, when the chickens were still crowing and the moon was still hanging in a corner of the sky, they were yawned by 150 soldiers holding sticks and holding sticks in their hands and got up roughly from the bed.

After rushing to eat the breakfast specially made by the Huotou Army for them, Zhang Feng would ride a war horse and run at the front of the team, while the remaining soldiers were like the old man asking for the account. They all ran at the end of the team with wooden sticks, monitoring these soldiers who never were lazy.

After the five-kilometer run, there will be no long rest time. These 150 old men, who are like death-seeking ghosts, will appear in front of them again with sticks, forcing them to hold something that is not named ten kilograms of dumbbells in their hands, and do arm strength training.

After lunch, we will fight against sunlight and cold wind. We will train our body: each person will give a sword in his hand, then raise the knife and stand there for two hours without moving. After each training, everyone feels that their arms have turned into wood.

After a pitiful rest time, no matter whether the troops are cavalry or swords and shields, each person would send a strong bow in his hand, and train a shooting training of 1,500 times. When this training was completed, everyone felt that their backs were almost numb. If they hadn't wrapped their fingers in advance, they would have been bleeding.

When night is about to fall, the soldiers will take out wooden sticks and walk in front of them again, and say kindly: "Brother, it is better to run five thousand meters before going to bed, which will help you sleep."

This kind of training makes everyone so tired that they don’t even have the strength to speak and curse after training every day. After training, they take a shower in a hurry and pour it on the bed, so that they can fall asleep instantly.

Under the hellish training, although everyone's bodies were extremely tired, they felt differently in Li Tianjiao's eyes. With such training level, not to mention a group of new recruits who are not the best in their bodies, even veterans are hard to eat. These people actually gritted their teeth and persevered. No one said they wanted to quit. How did they do it?

Wuming saw it, although he had no expression on his face, he was secretly happy in his heart. Although he had placed some body-tonifying medicines in everyone's meals based on the body-tonifying chapter of the God of Medicine Chapter, if these people's willpower is not strong enough, they will not be able to persevere by relying on tonic alone.

On the morning of the eighth day, the soldiers rushed into the room without waiting for the soldiers to hold sticks. They had already gotten up voluntarily and went to the cafeteria for breakfast, and gathered in the center of the barracks.

Because just when he was disbanded yesterday, Wuming announced something. Today, no matter which military training is performed, anyone can win one, then the person can be exempted from all training the next day and reward one hundred gold coins at the same time.

For the huge wealth of 100 gold coins, the people at this time, I really can't see them. It's not that they have money, but that they can rest comfortably for a day. That 100 gold coins are nothing.

Although it was only a short seven days of training, after these crazy and cruel seven days like hell, everyone could feel that they were still very different from seven days ago.

Even if they cannot defeat Wuming in all the projects, everyone is confident that they will be lucky enough to defeat Wuming in their strengths. After all, except for the soldiers and spies, almost no one in the entire camp knows Wuming's true strength, not many people know Wuming's perverted strange power, and the endurance that can exhaust the war horses.

The soldiers were all shamelessly watching the soldiers' defeat this time, and at the same time guessing their leader. How could they have such a good interest today? What kind of military skills are there to compete with these people? What is the meaning hidden in it?

Wuming changed out of his military uniform, put on a well-cut samurai suit, and came to everyone and said lightly: "Hell. It has just begun."

Everyone who had just smiled confidently suddenly felt a little confused.

The soldiers were anxious to watch the show, so Zhang Feng quickly shouted: "Start!" A burst of dust rose from Wuming's feet and was the first to rush to the front of the team.

When everyone saw Wuming running, they hurriedly started chasing with all their might. The fast running of eight thousand people immediately brought about a flying dust.

Not long after Wuming started running, many people's hearts sank to the bottom.

Wuming's speed was too fast, faster than the imperial war horses! The soldiers and gangsters riding the war horses were all thrown behind him by Wuming, the man who ran with his legs, and ate his dust.

This is not the speed that people should have, nor is it the power that people should have. Who has ever seen a monster whose feet can easily jump out of five or six meters away as soon as someone exerts their strength?

How could this be a competition? It was simply a blow to the confidence that others had been practicing hard for the past seven days. The soldiers felt Wuming's strength for the first time, but everyone hoped that Wuming's crazy way could not last five thousand meters.

However, they were soon disappointed. The distance that five thousand years of them, which made them exhausted and exhausted, was nothing at all in Wuming. When they reached the end, Wuming was sitting bored on the ground playing with ants.

Everyone knew that at this moment, they realized that they had been completely fooled by Wuming. After running down the five thousand meters, there was no one who was not soaked in sweat. Only the young general was so stingy that he didn't even sweat. Wuming stood up and asked, "Can you do the second item?"

After seeing Wuming's strange power, everyone dared not continue to compete with him in physical strength. In this way, the only thing that can compete with Wuming is the only military skill of archery.

In the past, these swords, shield soldiers and cavalrymen could not understand why they had to learn the skills of archers. Only now do they start to be secretly happy. Fortunately, they have this skill in training, otherwise...

Wuming couldn't compete with everyone one by one. Several soldiers who were recognized as good archery skills were selected to represent eight thousand soldiers to participate in the competition.

Dozens of targets were placed fifty steps away, and only one target was placed five hundred steps away. The soldiers were wondering whether the target had any incomplete problems, so they were temporarily discarded there.
To be continued...