After the five military marquis descended from the mountain, they entered the school field side by side.

"Luo Shuai, what do you mean by Shaoqu Shuai?" Du Feng still didn't understand it, and suddenly said.

"If you want to say that you don't trust us, you don't need to do this, the establishment of the Jingping camp, he has the power to speak, enough to install some lieutenant generals to come in and suppress our military power, but he didn't do it, the military power is still in our own control!"

Luo Ying stopped, pondered for a moment, and said: "If you want to say that you trust us, I'm afraid you can't talk about it, after all, we are generals, ancient and modern, anyone is unavoidable for generals!" ”

"I think maybe we're thinking too much!"

Mo Bao said: "These teenagers all seem to be a little knowledgeable, but in terms of marching, they should be raised domestic animals, how can they compare to our free-range beasts, I think it may be that Shaoqu Shuai intends to train them!" ”

"Then we will provide for them!" Du Feng frowned.

"No!"

Xie Yu said coldly: "Since Shaoqu Shuai sent these people in, we will use them hard, as subordinates, do I have to protect them carefully, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, I will not deliberately make it difficult for them, but I will not look at Shaoqu Shuai's face and let them use the military camp as a city training ground!" ”

"I'm afraid that Shaoqu Shuai will be unhappy at that time!"

"All I care about is whether His Highness is happy!"

Xie Yu said: "I believe that His Highness will know the truth of the battlefield and will understand our approach!" ”

"It's so small, there are only fifteen teenagers inserted between our departments, but there are more than thirty people in your department, more than twice as many as us, why is this?"

Luo Ying is the oldest, and he has always taken good care of Chen Zhi, a young man, who has always been a big brother, and has also helped him gain a foothold in the army, otherwise no matter how great Chen Zhi's ability is, he will not be able to command a department at the age of a weak crown.

"Did he offend Shaoqu Shuai?"

Someone whispered.

Chen Zhi smiled bitterly: "I don't know, if you come, you will be safe, you brothers don't need to worry about me, I am not very old, these teenagers should be better appeased, if they are just useless, even if Shaoqu Shuai is current, I will not use it!" ”

When he was a teenager, he was a slave, and his parents were both long-term workers in large households, so he was born a slave, his parents died, his life was even more difficult, and he suffered a lot, and then the Yellow Turban broke out, and the impact of this big family, he was only ten years old, slaughtered with a knife, killed dozens of people in a row, and was taken under the command of Gong Shuai of the Yellow Turban.

Entering the Yellow Turban Army, because he was too young these years, he has been underestimated and bullied, but fortunately, there is Luo Ying and others to support him, so he can carefully go to this day, show a certain talent, and stand in the army.

"It's so small that what he said is right, once this matter comes, it will be safe!" Luo Ying said: "Let's take a good look at what kind of talent Shaoqu Shuai has given us, if we can use it, we can use it, and if we can't use it, we will directly put it forward in the future, but because of them, we will waste the lives of our sons on the battlefield!" ”

……

Evening.

In Jingping Camp, Luo Ying's trilogy.

"The last general, Ye Zhun, meet the military marquis!"

"The Last General ......"

Fifteen young men stood in the camp with straight bodies, saluting to the military marquis Luo Ying.

"From now on, since you are my subordinates, you must obey my military orders, give you one night to pack up the bedding, set up the marching bed, and tomorrow morning, morning training as usual, no one is present, and the military law will deal with it!"

"No!"

Fifteen teenagers bowed down to receive the order.

"You guys can get out!" Luo Ying waved his hand directly and said indifferently.

"Yes!"

Fifteen teenagers fled.

"A group of boy scouts, Shaoqu Shuai can also handle it!"

"It's underestimating us!"

"I don't think it will take a few days for them to stand the drill and leave!"

In the camp, several of Luo Ying's generals said with a smile.

"Luo Ming, increase the intensity of the drill tomorrow!" Luo Yingdao.

"Junhou, will it be too much, where can Shaoqu Shuai explain!"

"Humph!"

Luo Ying snorted coldly: "If they can't stand it, let them get out, my Luo Ying's subordinates, treat everyone equally!" ”

"Brother Ye, this Ma Wei is very powerful!" Outside the camp, more than a dozen teenagers walked side by side on the school field.

"It's not necessarily easy to get along with, brothers, it's better to be careful, we can't fall into the prestige of the Wubei Hall, and we can't let the sacrificial wine and the chief instructor disappoint, now our task is to gain a foothold!" Ye Zhun is the proud son of Wubeitang, he is sixteen years old this year, his martial arts are not very strong, but his grades in each subject are balanced, and he was promoted to the head of the tun by Mu Jing, and he is considered the teenager with the highest position in Luo Yingbu.

"I'll find out."

Fifteen teenagers were each placed in the barracks.

……

This situation is played out in the other four parts of Jingping Camp.

In the Jingping camp, a war between the Wubeitang and the Yellow Turban Army was quietly staged.

……

"You haven't eaten, you have to be quick to get out of the spear, stab it out like this, you haven't stabbed the enemy yet, you have been killed by the enemy, the battlefield will not let you because you are young, between life and death, only live and die, this action is done a hundred times, you can't get out!" Xie Yubu, a tun of more than 100 people in training, the tun chief said excitedly to the few teenagers who were inserted.

"Yes!"

A few young teenagers gritted their teeth and stabbed again.

“……”

"Keep running, if you're behind, give me another ten laps, no one is allowed to make any exceptions!" Du Fengbu, a tun chief was quite unhappy with these new teenagers, and began to torture them vigorously.

"Yes!"

The teenagers also began to grit their teeth and follow these strong men closely, their most common training in the martial arts hall was running, and at this point, they thought that they would not lose to anyone, and they would not leave an inch.

“……”

"I am your new commander, I meet for the first time today, you can despise me because I am young, but you must not violate my military orders, and I will not be soft on those who disobey military law!" Chen went to the ministry, and the young Zhang Shi, as the commander of the tun, began to establish his majesty in front of more than 100 soldiers under his subordinates.

"If you want to be our commander, at least you can beat me!" A rough soldier walked out and said with a grin.

"Who's in the hustle!"

"I'm Sun Erhu!"

"I'm your superior, before you speak, you'd better say the word 'report', otherwise I will see you as a provocation to my majesty!"

"What a rule-breaking, I didn't have it before!"

"Now there's it!" The young man Zhang Shi said coldly.

"If you win me, I'll respect the rules!"

"Come up!"

"Since the tun chief invited me to have a discussion, then I'm welcome!"

The strong man Sun Erhu walked up with a grin.

"Come on!" Zhang Shi's position.

"Punch me!" Although Sun Erhu did not practice martial arts, he was born with considerable strength, and the killing moves he connected with in the army were even more explosive.

"Bang!"

The young Zhang Shi's body is good, one dodges, and then a back of the head hand slash, this is a simple killing method recently taught by the chief instructor Zhang Huo in the Jingping Martial Arts Hall, which is easy to use.

"Now you're ready to go!" Zhang Shi said coldly.

"No!" Sun Erhu took a bite of the soil, felt dizzy, and suddenly became a little in awe of Zhang Shi, the young man.

The strength can be convincing, after this dismount, Zhang Shi began to subdue his subordinates, and according to what he learned, he began to train his subordinates.

“……”

In the middle of the exercise, scene by scene was staged, the boys of the Wubeitang and the Yellow Turban soldiers were competing with each other, their competition was very rough, and the soldiers were originally a group of frank and unrestrained people, even if it was difficult, it was justified.

Whoever can't bear it will be influenced by whom.

Mu Jing wanted to use the atmosphere of these teenagers to bring up the combat discipline of the Jingping Battalion, and these military marquis also wanted to use these teenagers to teach Mu Jing a lesson, telling him to respect the elders on the battlefield, otherwise he would suffer.

The contest between the two sides is in full swing.

This kind of contest has eased up in life, and the integration between soldiers and soldiers is not only on the battlefield, but also in ordinary life.

"Chen Chao, you have to fold the quilt so neatly every day, why?"

"Hehe, this is the rule of our Wubeitang, the sacrificial wine of Wubeitang said that soldiers pay attention to discipline, and the simplest discipline starts with folding quilts, if you can't even get up every day The quilt can't be tidied up, you can't talk about respecting discipline day after day!"

"That's a good statement, it's just too troublesome!"

"It's not troublesome, just get used to it!"

"You kid did a good job, I had a lot of opinions about you before, and now it seems that you are actually not bad, you shouldn't drag us back, and when you fight in the future, follow me!"

"Thank you, Brother Xiong!"

“……”

"Bai Tunchang, I see your eating action, a bit like the people of Yingchuan Changshe, they also like to bake this bowl of chopsticks before eating!"

"I'm from Yingchuan Changshe, I'm used to it!"

"Me too, we are still fellow villagers, my name is Gu Hua, I am fifteen years old this year, I just joined Jingping Camp, and I will ask Baitun Chang to take care of me in the future!"

"Then why did you go to Nanyang?"

"My father went to Nanyang after the defeat of Yingchuan, and later followed the big boss, and then he was surrounded and suppressed by officers and soldiers and died in battle!"

"Your father is also a Yingchuan Yellow Turban, which one is he?"

"Bo Cai Qu Shuai!"

"I also used to be a subordinate of Bo Cai Qu Shuai......"

“……”

"Boy, your physical fitness is good, you can run so many laps for us and still hold on, not bad!"

"Hmph, don't look at my young age, only fourteen years old, but when I was in the Wubei Hall, I won the championship in physical fitness, and I could run fifteen miles with weights in a row, this distance, just warm-up!"

"Just said that you are good, you are proud, just your little physique, blow hard!"

"Tun Chief, if you believe it, why don't we compete again, and see which of us runs for the longest time!"

"Boy, I said you are a good officer and soldier boy, why did you come to the battalion headquarters of our Yellow Turban Army!"

", I'm also a serious yellow turban boy!"

"What?"

"My father was the battalion commander under Zhao Zhong, the commander of the Yellow Turban Qu, but unfortunately he died in the battle of Wancheng!"

"It turns out that you are also a yellow turban!"

“……”

The contest between the two sides is ongoing, but the wind direction of the entire Jingping camp is slowly changing, these teenagers have made many yellow turban generals change their views of them with their perseverance and strength, and the identity of these teenagers in the past has also made these yellow turban generals let go of their guard.