Chapter 110: The Gap
The actions of those enemies from the Holy Emblem City seemed monotonous and childish to them. The moment the enemy strikes, they come up with countless ways to deal with it.
If it weren't for the sheer number of enemies, they would have been able to deal with it without casualties!
Now what makes them even happier is that they can continue to serve as soldiers under this man, they can learn more, they can become stronger!
"Ahem!" Tang Ye coughed lightly, then straightened his chest and stood straight, his hands behind his back, silently looking at the thousand spear horses lined up in front of him!
A thousand pairs of eyes suddenly converged on Tang Ye's body or the back of the head of the person in front of him who blocked his vision.
Tang Ye showed a bright smile and said loudly:
"From today onwards, I will officially become your Qianchang! You'll be trained by me! Then compete with General Linya's 4,000 soldiers!
I don't have high requirements for you, just one as ten!! β
As soon as these words came out, Tang Ye noticed that there was a noticeable change in the group of soldiers in front of him.
The three or four hundred soldiers who accompanied him in the battle yesterday all showed fanatical expressions, and even shouted directly!
However, a considerable part of the remaining five or six hundred soldiers made a sneering sound!
Tang Ye and the soldiers who had been taught by him all smiled tacitly and did not defend anything.
Because time will prove everything to those who can't do it themselves and like to laugh at others!
Tang Ye looked at the more than 300 people who fought with him yesterday - there were more than 100 people who were not dead but were also injured and were recuperating in the special medical area.
"The people I educated yesterday are out of the ranks!" Tang Ye suddenly shouted.
Hearing the words of their new Qianchang, the eyes of the group of soldiers who had been taught yesterday suddenly lit up.
The other soldiers were still confused, but this group of people had already begun to use their brains to think about Tang Ye's intentions.
Even those with bright brains had even guessed what Tang Ye was going to do.
Soon, the contingent of a thousand people split into two parts. The small part was three hundred and sixty-one, while the other part was six hundred and thirty-nine.
After separating, Tang Ye looked at the troops on both sides and immediately saw the gap.
There were more than 300 people on his left, almost all of them were in good spirits, and there was an active light in their eyes.
On the other hand, the soldiers on the right were all glazed and dumbfounded, and only occasionally a few people looked at Tang Ye's eyes with a trace of confusion. Most of them are marionettes without any spirituality.
Tang Ye knew that for the ruler, he must not let his soldiers be too smart, otherwise it would threaten their position.
He certainly agreed. After all, once people have ideas and become smart, it is not conducive to the control of the rulers, and they may set off waves in society at any time, which will annoy the rulers.
What's more, they are keenly aware of the ruler's faults, hold on to them, and continue to scandalize them, calling on more people to resist!
This is the so-called uprising and insurrection.
But whether it is a peasant uprising or a soldiers' uprising, it must be because there are thinking people who are born in it.
For example, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang uprising, and Nanchang uprising......
It was precisely because of this that Tang Ye would pay attention to this aspect of things.
Just like the fat man who pointed out that Yang Ke was the one who killed the sloppy person last night, it was the type of person that Tang Ye should pay attention to.
However, within a certain range of a certain number of people, he felt that it was quite necessary. This can be seen from the results of the bet between him and Lin Storm.
"Next, from the left to the right, one-on-one! One hundred push-ups on the losing side! β
Tang Ye opened his mouth, looked at the large number of people, and then added, "Pass the sword to choose people, I said stop, and whoever the sword falls into will fight." β
As he spoke, Tang Ye took out two wooden swords specially used for sparring from the weapon rack not far awayβthe metal sword was not used to prevent them from hurting people in the process of passing the sword in a hurry.
The first person on both teams each took a sword. Tang Ye noticed that the first person in the team on the left was the fat man who spoke yesterday.
The corners of his mouth were slightly invisibly hooked, Tang Ye walked a few meters away in the opposite direction, turned his back to the soldiers, and said at the same time:
"When I say start, I will pass it down in turn, and when I say stop, whoever has the sword in his hand will fight. If the sword falls off in the process of passing, there is no need to pass it on, and the last person to touch it will fight! Alright, all in place, get ready β get started! β
Before Tang Ye's last word fell, the first person in the team on the right hurriedly handed over the sword to the next person! The next person hurriedly handed it over to a third person......
And what was completely different from them was that the person on the left was staring at the sword, rubbing his hands excitedly, hoping that the sword would fall into his hands immediately!
This is the difference between 'thinking cannon fodder' and 'thinking cannon fodder', if this continues, their future fate will be hugely different! β
"Poof-" Listening to Liudao's monologue in his mind, Tang Ye felt amused and at the same time learned about the movements of the two groups of people behind him.
"Stop!" He said suddenly, and the movement of the person on the left behind him came to an abrupt halt.
However, someone holding the sword on the right was still desperately shouting to the next person: "Take it, take it!" β
But the next man put his hands behind his back and looked at him with a blank expression.
Tang Ye turned to look at this scene, and didn't say anything specifically, just continued in his own style: "Okay, now please come out of the two sides with the sword!" β
Saying this, Tang Ye looked at the team on the left, but was surprised to find that the sword was still in the hands of the fat man who was in the first place! And the sword on the right has already reached the thirteenth man!
"Nima, this gap ...... It's a bit too big, isn't it? And you dead fat man, I shouted for a long time and you didn't pass it on at all? β
Tang Ye scolded in his heart, but on the surface, he looked at the fat man who walked out of the queue with a warm smile, and asked, "What's your name?" β
"My name is Zhao Negative, the word Taishan!" The fat man replied, the flesh on his face piled together, and an ugly smile appeared.
Tang Ye was not interested in this, he just nodded lightly, and then looked at the opponent of the fat man on the other side.
I saw that this man was about forty or fifty years old, and he looked thin, and the armor on his body looked a little large. But one of his faces was gloomy, obviously angry at the reluctance of the next man to take his sword at the last moment.
The corners of Tang Ye's mouth lifted slightly, and he smiled: "Why, the punishment is just a hundred push-ups that make you afraid of being like this?" If you go to the battlefield and the result of your defeat is death, won't you be scared to the ground?! β
Tang Ye's rebuke made the thin middle-aged man's face even more ugly, but he didn't dare to refute anything because of his identity.
Tang Ye didn't reprimand the other party too much, and after looking at the two people on the left and right hands, he said directly: "Hand-to-hand combat with bare hands, point to point!" Do it. β
As soon as Tang Ye's words fell, the fat man named Zhao Ying rushed towards his thin opponent with a smile.
However, when his opponent saw a Roshan rushing towards him, he was so frightened that he fell to his knees and begged for mercy!
In just a moment, the original competition suddenly became boring.
Tang Ye frowned slightly, but then he stretched out and said to the fat man with a confused face: "Since the other party admits defeat, there is no need to fight." β
"Shhhh That's too boring, isn't it? Zhao Cheng looked at the thin middle-aged man with dissatisfaction, and watched him run to the side to do push-ups.
Obviously, the other party is more willing to bear chronic pain than the pain of flesh and skin.
With depression, Zhao Ying glanced at Tang Ye, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and he thought of something, so he said to Tang Ye:
"Qianchang, I don't think I need to pass the sword in the next round, you let yourself come out with the best one to fight with me, and the person who loses will be punished as just now, what do you think?"
"Good idea." Tang Ye nodded in agreement, and relayed Zhao Ying's words to the soldier on his right.
However, what made Tang Ye even more disappointed was that the soldiers on the right side looked at me one by one, and none of them dared to come out to fight for half a day.
Tang Ye frowned, and directly added: "I'll count to ten, if no one has yet to fight, then each of you will do two hundred push-ups for me!" β
"What?! Two hundred push-ups?! The soldiers finally showed annoyance.
Regarding "push-ups", it is called this in mainland China in Tang Ye's previous life, and in the Nanwan area of China, it is called "push-ups", and in Hong Kong and Macao, it is called "palm press", which is a common fitness exercise that helps to increase the effect of pectoralis major muscle exercise.
Tang Ye inadvertently mentioned this word when he asked this group of people to train yesterday, and to his surprise, they actually understood what "push-ups" meant.
This saved him the energy of explaining too much, and at the same time made him realize that the world is indeed quite advanced in some aspects.
For the average person, a hundred push-ups at once is not a very simple matter. But it was not too difficult for these soldiers. It's just that you also have to experience some muscle pain in the process.
However, two hundred push-ups at a time was really not so easy, and Tang Ye believed that most of the soldiers here might be exhausted and paralyzed before they finished it.
However, in the army, obeying the orders of superiors is the most basic consciousness of soldiers. As long as Tang Ye spoke, even if he asked them to do three hundred or five hundred, they would not be able to resist.
Looking at the unhappy expressions of the soldiers on the right, Tang Ye shrugged his shoulders expressionlessly:
"If you don't want to be punished together, you can come out individually, even if you lose, you are the only one who is punished, and it won't affect the collective, right? ?
Why, at the critical moment, there is no one who dares to sacrifice himself to protect the team? Then you soldiers are too incompetent, aren't they? If you don't want to be, you can go back to your hometown directly!
It's better to go back to your hometown to accompany your wife and children than to wait for death in the army! Anyway, aren't you thoughtless cannon fodder just for sacrifice? β