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"All silent!"

On the wooden platform, a warrior in black soft armor strode up, carrying a heavy sword behind his back, and on his chest was the national emblem of Milan Codi, with a short soldier in the purple gold and red hearts and holy wings on either side. Pinshu.com

Milan Cody's soldiers can follow, and the rank is judged by their attire, like the black-bottomed cultivation clothes on the stage, plus the black-skinned demonic beast soft armor, nothing else, this person is a battalion commander of the regular army.

There are 1,000 to 3,000 soldiers under the battalion commander of the regular army, and the battalion commander of each regular army must not only have a certain strength of his own, but also have a strategy.

"Recruits, I, Xiao Jun, am your commander-in-chief, within a month from today, I and my four subordinates will conduct strict training for you, so that you can become real soldiers in a month, become a member of the Milan Cody army, as a soldier, you must hone the momentum of a soldier, this month we will strictly register and evaluate your performance, and tell you a news, our esteemed Princess Mirihir, is ready to establish a new army, called' The Shield of Milan', and the recruits of the four main cities who perform well are likely to join the Shield of Milan, and are likely to become the direct army of Princess Mirihir ......"

Many of the people who came to serve in the army, especially the people of the fifteenth battalion, were for the sake of Princess Miri Hill or fame and fortune, after all, the youth who developed in the army would be very valued, and the people of the fifteenth battalion listened to the following words on the mountains.

"So much waste to be a soldier. Standing on the mountain range, a young man looked disdainfully at the thousands of soldiers below.

"They are all cannon fodder, and they will open the way for Brother Ling in the future. A lewd laugh next to him.

In this group of fifteen battalion people, they are all self-righteous guys, they are not geniuses outside, the Martial King in his twenties, he can't break through the Martial Emperor at the age of thirty, so he doesn't have much chance to improve, but when he comes to the army, they will be taken care of, and there is no problem with getting an official, squad leader, etc.

In their eyes, the people below are inferior.

Xiao Jun is still educating the recruits below, all of them are some encouraging words, saying that the soldiers are extremely sacred, just like heroes who save the world, for a full hour, after Xiao Jun finished speaking, the soldiers of each battalion returned to each battalion and went to see their small battalion commander.

Each battalion had its own small training space, and when Ye Feng, Zhaoxin and the others all went back, there was already a person standing under the big tree.

Because Ye Feng's eyesight is amazing, he has seen this person's appearance clearly from a distance, which is similar to the costume of the general battalion commander of the Xiao Army just now, the only difference is that the bottom is a gray tights, the eyebrows are like a sharp sword, and the face is like a broken wall, as if a knife has cut on his face, and there is a deep flesh mark from the left side of his face to the root of his ear, which is a knife wound.

With a yellow complexion, Xiao Tong has a height of one meter and eight levels, and from a distance, the only thing that is discordant under his tall figure is ...... His left hand, his left hand was missing.

Xiao Tong only has one arm.

"Grinding, 500 meters away, you walked for a full minute, I'll give you ten seconds, if you don't stand in formation, run around here for 50 laps. Xiao Tong's voice was like a tiger roaring.

The three-year-old child who could cry was so frightened that he didn't cry, many soldiers immediately shook and quickly began to find their own position, and the two thousand people were suddenly a little flustered, you must know that looking at this training open space, there are not 500 meters but also 400, and many people will run to death here in 50 laps.

"It seems that Xiao Jun is singing red-faced, and this little battalion commander is singing black-faced!"

Ye Feng only needs to see Zhaoxin's chrysanthemum...... No, it's behind Zhaoxin, you can easily find your position, but these two thousand people, ten seconds is too little, at least hundreds of people haven't stood back in their positions.

"It's too slow. Xiao Tong roared under the big tree, and whipped the leather whip on the ground with a hint of the breath of a martial king.

"Smack. The crunching sound, with the echoing sound, immediately stood in place and did not dare to move.

Xiao Tong was very angry, and the consequences were very serious, and the training was to be ruthless.

"The time for the regular army to assemble like this is five seconds, I give you ten seconds for the first time, and from tomorrow it will be five seconds to assemble, let me go out if I don't stand, line up from short to high, and run fifty laps!"

"Ahh

"Don't!"

Suddenly, some people almost fainted, but there were also honest and obedient people who went to line up.

"Xiao Zhang, you go to supervise. Xiao Tong said to the squad leader who had begun to assign tasks, and the squad leader who thought he was very benevolent ran over.

Xiao Tong's eyes swept back, sweeping to these people who were standing, "I am your responsible battalion commander, Xiao Tong, listen to me, soldiers have the discipline of soldiers, and my orders must be carried out in the future, my order is the first order, and those who keep ordering will be given me to get out of the eighteenth battalion, since I am here to be a soldier, I must be determined and conscious!"

There was no sound below, Xiao Tong's momentum was naturally holding the audience, and he looked at the sky and said, "It's still early, the rest of the people, all of them will run thirty laps for me, and you won't be allowed to eat if you don't finish running, and the firehead soldier will run twenty-five laps, and I'll cook immediately after running!"

"It's too much. Immediately, someone complained.

Xiao Tong also read that these are recruits, and after a few days, some people complained, at least twenty more laps.

"Remember, sweat more when you train, and bleed less on the battlefield!"

Looking at Xiao Tong's firehead soldier and said, "Report to the battalion leader, can we firehead soldiers reduce the point, I'm afraid I can't hold the pot after running twenty-five laps, and there is no way to cook for the brothers!"

In fact, the training of the regular army veterans is extremely small, because the amount is larger, and their training volume is at most 10 percent that of other soldiers.

I saw Xiao Tong scolding, "Don't worry, you are here to be soldiers, not to eat, don't stir-fry if you don't have the strength, cook for me!"

"Yes!"

Joining the ranks of running, Ye Feng will not have any complaints, even if he doesn't need to breathe, running is nothing to him.

And Zhaoxin and Ye Feng ran side by side, two columns of people, and almost half of the open space was standing under the running.

"It's been a long time since I've trained my body, Nian, a thousand pounds of weight!"

Ye Feng thought in his heart, and suddenly the clothes on his body did not change in appearance, but this dress already weighed a thousand catties.

Ordinary people have long been crushed to death, and for Ye Feng, who has no breath, he just felt it.

"Cards. "In some soft soil places, Ye Feng can step on a pit with one foot.

It was the afternoon, and it was also summer, although it was not the hottest time, but the temperature was not low, and after only ten laps, I heard "pop." Voice.

Someone fell.

After all, there are people with extremely ordinary bodies among them, and five thousand meters has reached the limit in hot weather.

Suddenly, many people looked over, only to see a man in his thirties lying on the ground, without strength.

"Leave him alone, keep running!"

There was no slowing down, the large army continued to run, and in the sixteenth and seventeenth battalions, it was only ten laps today, and the rest had already begun there.

And since the fifteenth lap, some people have begun to fall to the ground one after another, either suffering from heat stroke or losing strength, Ye Feng glanced at Xiao Tong, who was still serious and calm in that dream.

There are a lot of recruits this time, and firstly, many people can't finish running thirty laps, and Xiao Tong's purpose is naturally to know how many people can finish it, and those who run more than twenty laps are naturally physique-good.

As for the fifty laps over there, Xiao Zhang would call him to run thirty laps at most, and he would pretend to be very good and secretly tell those recruits without Xiao Tong paying attention that he would secretly count most of the laps.

For the few people around him, they are all Xiao Tong's soldier friends who fought against the sword together, slept together, and went to the flower building together, how could he not understand.

......

Twenty laps arrived quickly, after all, although it was a small trot, but they were all adults, how could the pace be slow.

The 18th Battalion had a total of more than 2,400 people, the least of the three basic battalions, and after running down 20 laps, the training ground was suddenly full of people sitting on the ground gasping, and some of them almost rolled their eyes.

And Xiao Tong didn't call them to get up and run immediately, but always paid attention to the fact that there were nearly 800 people running steadily.

Half of these 800 people are struggling to persevere, and from their somewhat stiff movements, as well as sweating profusely, it is enough to show that the lactic acid in their bodies has accumulated to a certain extent, and their bodies are about to die.

However, these people have reached Xiao Tong's primary goal, among the more than 2,000 people, these 800 people are basically qualified, even breathing, plus balanced movements, there may not be many people who persist in 30 laps, but most of the 800 people in 25 laps are still okay.

Of course, when this kind of heavy and hard work, few people speak, after all, talking will cause confusion in the breath and affect running, but there are two strange things in it.

"Xiao Feng, I said how about eating steamed pork chrysanthemums at night. Zhaoxin was not red or panting, and he was still talking to Ye Feng.

And the steamed pork chrysanthemum that Zhaoxin said is steamed meat.

"I'm not a picky eater, whatever you do, don't hide it when the time comes, I'll learn a few hands from you!"

"No problem, but you can't spread it around once you've learned!"

The two of them can be said to have been chatting quietly in the team, everyone is trying to end it quickly, and the two of them basically don't think about this, twenty-five circles are really not much, and Ye Feng has long found out that this Zhaoxin is not simple, but because of his good appearance, he was beaten to the eighteenth battalion by the busy registrar, and it is the same as Ye Feng, which belongs to the big material and is wasted.

"Boom!"

Twenty-five laps, 800 people were immediately reduced to 400, and another of them suddenly rushed out of the team, the speed was not slow, they left the team directly, turned to the right, did not slow down at all, and ran to the fire tent on the right with a steady pace.

It was Ye Feng and Zhaoxin.

"Hmm. Xiao Tong obviously saw the two of them, and there was a mark of the firehead soldier on his shoulder, the firehead soldier ran twenty-five laps, but when he reached the fifteenth lap, the basic firehead soldier poured out, Xiao Tong didn't expect that there were still firehead soldiers who ran out on the first day.

"It's a little interesting, Lao Gu, do you know those two firehead soldiers who can run? "To see the first release without ads, please go to Pinshu.com

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