It's really hard to turn these villagers into warriors. Yang Yunhui tried a lot of methods, but only let them master standing upright, queuing and running.

Ten days have passed...

Yang Yunhui counted the days, it was time to set off for Changshan.

That night, the 30 militiamen had just finished training. Yang Yunhui walked in front of them.

"Okay, rest early tonight, we'll leave tomorrow, remember to prepare more dry food. ”

After ten days of training, these militiamen finally made a difference, no longer hunched their backs, no longer crossed their hands into their pockets. They also know to walk with a straight rocker.

In the evening, Yang Yunhui went to Libago's house. They have moved into a new house, which is not big, but it is also a home.

"Xiaohui, how long are you going?" Sister Lianye looked at him with some worry in her eyes.

"I don't know, maybe half a year, maybe a year, maybe..."

"Make sure you come back safely!"

"Well, I will, Sister Lianye. ”

Libago didn't say much, just cooked in the kitchen.

After eating, Yang Yunhui touched Little Liba's face, "Little Liba should be obedient." ”

"Hmm," Little Riba nodded vigorously.

At night, when Yang Yunhui returned from Sister Lianye's house, he saw Village Chief Zhang in his small courtyard.

"Village Chief Lao Zhang, after I leave, you will go to Nanshan City to find my mother in this carriage and pastry business, and she will arrange everything. ”

"Lord Lord, you have to come back early, everyone is looking forward to you," Village Chief Zhang's eyes were a little moist. Finally, he looked forward to a good lord, but now he is going to be a soldier, he really hopes that Yang Yunhui can come back safely.

"Don't worry, I'll be back safe. ”

The next day, the militia gathered early in the village square. Village Chief Zhang and other villagers stood on the side to see them off.

Yang Yunhui walked in front of the villagers, he cleared his throat, "We are about to leave, thank you for seeing us off, this is a long way to Changshan, I won't say more, let's go." ”

"Send everyone!" The old village chief shouted loudly, and then all the villagers shouted together, "Send everyone!"

Yang Yunhui They were on foot, but they also carried a carriage for transporting goods, and all the luggage was placed on it.

The 30 militiamen also seemed to be out of the village for the first time, looking back and waving goodbye to their loved ones as they walked. And the women kept wiping their tears.

Yang Yunhui did not take these militiamen to follow the previous route to the imperial capital and then to Changshan, but directly crossed the Great Forest to the north and entered Heishi Province, and then to Changshan.

This road is closer than the previous one, but it is a little more remote.

Along the way, the villagers are quite smooth, after all, some villagers are not so troublesome, climb mountains, cross rivers when encountering rivers, and hit a dozen when they encounter wild meat, but they also walk happily, just like an outing. Yang Yunhui calculates the distance every day to ensure that he can reach Changshan smoothly within the specified time.

Every night, people will be arranged to keep vigil, just like when Yang Yunhui followed the caravan in the north, but Yang Yunhui will deliberately set up some mystical detectives to detect nearby movements.

In this way, 18 days later, the team successfully arrived at Changshan.

Changshan is still the same as before, with flags flying on the high towers, and soldiers are standing there on duty.

Yang Yunhui did not enter the city, but went directly to the Changshan military camp.

The barracks was bustling with soldiers from all over the country.

Yang Yunhui stepped forward to report his name.

"Yang Yunhui, a knight, came from Changlin Province and brought 30 people. ”

"Okay, you take someone over there and wait, and someone will lead you in a moment," said the recorder at the door, writing something on the paper.

In the place that the recorder was referring to, there were quite a few people waiting there.

Yang Yunhui walked over with those militiamen.

And then, one of the people in the group shouted, "Hey, where did you come from, brother?"

Yang Yunhui glanced at him and saw that he was wearing half-body armor, like a leader.

"From Changlin Province, where are you, brother?"

"Hey, we're from Shahe Province. ”

Yang Yunhui nodded, and then looked at the inside of the Changshan military camp, it has been half a year since he left here, looking at the things inside, there is no change.

"Hey, bro smoked a cigarette?" The man handed Yang Yunhui a cigarette rolled up with the leaves of the Jima tree.

"Thank you, brother, don't smoke. ”

"Who is Yang Yunhui?" Suddenly, a voice came.

Yang Yunhui turned his head to look and saw a man in an officer's uniform walking over.

"Hey, I am," Yang Yunhui waved his hand.

"Bring your men with me. ”

Yang Yunhui waved behind him, and the 30 militiamen immediately followed.

The environment is unfamiliar to these villagers, and it is easy to tell that they are newcomers as they look east and west.

Following the officer in front, after twenty minutes of walking, they came to a row of bungalows. Yang Yunhui recognized this place, this is a dormitory building.

The officer took them to the dormitory, where they were divided into four rooms.

"From now on, you belong to the 7th Regiment, you are the captain, this is your dormitory, someone will come and give you military uniforms later, and you will start training tonight. ”

"Okay, understood. ”

Yang Yunhui quickly nodded and said that he understood, he was clear about the things in the Changshan military camp, after all, he had been here for two years.

The officer gave an account and left.

"Brothers, put down your luggage, this will be our place from now on. ”

They have four rooms, each of which can accommodate 8 people.

Not long after the luggage was put away, another officer walked in, "You're from Changlin?"

"Hmm," Yang Yunhui nodded.

"Who is Yang Yunhui?"

"I am. ”

"Alright, take your men with me to lead the uniforms. ”

The military uniform was a uniform gray shirt and black trousers, as well as a helmet. There are some pieces of iron armor embedded in the clothes.

The weapons are the standard spear and sword.

After receiving the uniforms and weapons, the militiamen couldn't wait to put them on. One by one, they gestured to each other, and now they were happy one by one, who had never held a weapon.

Yang Yunhui couldn't help but shake his head, feeling a little sorry in his heart for hiding the news of the Xuanfrost Giant from them.

At dinner, I still lined up to eat in the regimental canteen like the previous barracks.

When they saw the dinner on the plate, these militiamen in Honghe Village couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh my God, this dinner is so rich, it's better than I eat at home!"

"yes, I knew I would have come earlier. ”

"Hopefully every day. ”

In the canteen of the 7th Regiment, there were many people with the same expressions as them, and it seemed that they were all coming to the barracks for the first time, and they were all surprised by the sumptuous food.

Yang Yunhui didn't have any expression, he had already seen these things.

After eating, Yang Yunhui deliberately took them around the barracks, introduced the functions of some areas, and then took them to the training ground to have a look.

"Remember, there's going to be training tonight, so it's definitely here, don't panic then. ”

"My lord, this place is so big, it's much bigger than our village!"

"No, there are so many houses, I've never seen so many houses. ”

At this time, Yang Yunhui spoke, "Okay, don't be surprised, there will be more surprises in the future." ”

By the time I got back to the dormitory, it was getting dark.

When it was completely dark, the sun lamps in the barracks came on. At this time, shouts also sounded outside.

"Everybody assembles on campus!"

"Everybody assembles on campus!"

"Everybody assembles on campus!"

Three shouts in a row, loud.

Yang Yunhui hurriedly led them to the school grounds.

But as soon as they went out, the villagers exclaimed, "What is that, why is it so bright?"

"yes, like the sun, isn't it night!"

"It's amazing!"

Yang Yunhui hurriedly said backwards, "That's a sun lamp, don't be surprised, go to the school first!"

Yang Yunhui's words put an end to the surprise of the villagers, and by the time they arrived at the school grounds, there were already many people there.

Yang Yunhui found a vacant seat, and the people from Honghe Village followed him one after another.

"New kid, go to the right," shouted an officer with a sound amplifier at the front of the schoolyard.

Yang Yunhui looked in the direction of his finger, and there were indeed some people standing loosely on the right, which was a little different from the neat square on the left.

At this time, some people walked to Yang Yunhui and them.

"Brother, this is where we are, you are on the wrong track. ”

Yang Yunhui immediately led the people to the group of people on the right.

Soon, an officer began to direct the newcomers to line up in order. The originally slightly scattered team gradually took on some neat appearance.

Once everyone has found their place, the military training begins. Still the same as before, first a trot, then a military stance.

Running is not a problem for these militiamen in Honghe Village, who have been working in the fields for many years and already have some physical foundation.

It's just that this military posture can stump them. Compared with the previous training in Honghe Village, it was quite uncomfortable for them to keep one posture unchanged for a long time. Soon a lot of sweat was produced all over the body.

There were many people who were punished for standing incorrectly in military posture. It's just that for the newcomers, the requirements are lowered.

When the sound of the end of the training sounded, everyone was relieved.

The next day, the militia of Honghe village learned about military law. After knowing a lot of the rules for killing heads, they couldn't help but be a little scared.

"My lord, is this a violation of the rules really going to kill your head?" One of the militiamen asked weakly.

"Yes. ”

"Oh my God, what can I do, I'm not married!"

"Just don't break it!"

"This ......"

It is also said that the regulations for the killing of heads are all punishments for the most vicious people, and they will be fine with those who keep to themselves.

Yang Yunhui has already experienced this, so it is not surprising.

From this time on, these villagers of Honghe Village finally began the official life of the barracks.

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