Before dawn, inside the Guanping barracks.

"Knock Knock Knock !!" The old soldiers beat the big drum, the earth-shattering drum, which immediately woke up the sleeping soldiers, and the soldiers hurriedly lifted the quilt, and then got out of bed to fold the quilt.

From waking up to folding the quilt, it only took a few seconds, and the soldiers were very numb. The quilt should be folded neatly and squarely.

Later, when I go for a run, there will be an old man who will come to check, and if anyone doesn't fold the quilt, then they will be boarded.

Ma Tan was among the countless soldiers.

At this moment, Ma Jian has completely lost the style of a young man. He was dressed in the garb of a soldier, covered in leather armor, armed with a spear, and with a sword hanging from his waist.

The complexion is no longer fair and has become dark.

Less extravagant, more earthy

Ma Tan was very angry at first, but now he is numb. In the barracks, there is no individual, only a collective, only a strict obedience to orders.

Running, eating, plating, formation, studying in the evening.

But the training during the day had exhausted Ma Tan, and since Ma Jian entered the barracks, he had never read a book or thought about military strategies.

It was as if he had become a stone, an inconspicuous stone in the middle of the barracks. Not of much use, but part of the barracks.

Even, Ma Jian has no concept of time, just day after day.

Ma Jian was in a trance, and his companion Liu Shichang scolded: "Ma Yan, hurry up, if you are late." will be whipped by Zhou Dubo. ”

Ma Jian has long lost his arrogance, and has already shared weal and woe with the soldiers. Moreover, although this Liu Shichang is scolding, he is actually defending Ma Jian and taking care of Ma Jian every day.

Zhou Xiong was really a rude man, and when he said whip, then whip. Ma Jian knew that Zhou Xiong would never be looked down upon because his name was Ma Yan, Ma Youchang, the son of Ma Shot, and Ma Liang's younger brother.

In this barracks, there is no distinction between soldiers and soldiers, only soldiers.

"No." Ma Jian came to his senses and hurriedly agreed. Holding a spear and wearing a knife, he walked out of the tent with Liu Shichang, and then came to the school to gather.

I also saw the bear-waisted tiger-backed, extremely hateful rude man Zhou Xiong, Zhou Dubo. The ten men and horses first gathered at the school grounds, then ran five miles east along the creek, and then walked back five miles.

When the army was just formed, running was a very difficult training, and the strong people, with the weak ones at a distance, formed a long dragon.

At this moment, including Ma Yan, ten men and horses were barely able to keep the phalanx moving forward from beginning to end.

Run five miles and hike back five miles. Ma Jian has been trained very well, and the word obedience has been deeply rooted in his mind.

When I got back, it was time to eat. When he went to eat, Ma Jian glanced at Guan Ping's tent, but it was silent.

Ma Tan had already heard that although this military lord led the troops in a strict and dignified manner, he did not share the weal and woe with the soldiers, and slept whenever he wanted every day.

This is contrary to Wu Qi's sharing of joys and sorrows. However, the corporal under his command is unusually well-organized, and the military discipline is strict, although it is a new army, it already has a little weather.

Military orders are like mountains.

"The truths learned in the book are indeed a little different from daily life. Guan Ping did not often appease the soldiers, and did not share weal and woe with the soldiers, but when it came to military training, he talked about the morale of the army. If Guan Ping's army is formed, it may not be as good as the army supervised by Wu Qi. The rewards and punishments are clear, the money and food are sufficient, the drills are strict, and the military orders are like mountains. ”

Ma Tan thought to himself.

In Ma Yan's heart, Guan Ping is a bastard, changing his face is like the weather, he will change when he says it, what is it if he is not a bastard?

But on the other hand, Ma Jian is indeed convinced.

Don't look at Guan Ping, he didn't do anything, but he trained the soldiers so well. Ma Jian sighed to himself.

"It's a little bitter, but I can understand some truths. This is perhaps better than reading a dead book at home. Ma Tan thought to himself.

Although Ma Jian is excessively active, has a strong desire to perform, quotes scriptures, and can make people unable to refute, and his overall performance is exaggerated and exaggerated, he is undoubtedly a smart person.

He gradually understood the distance between theory and practice.

For example, the example he gave today, Wu Qi used the posture of sucking the abscesses of the soldiers to buy people's hearts and make the soldiers serve the dead.

Ma Tan tried to suck the abscess on the soles of his feet for the soldiers in the same bed, but failed because it was too disgusting.

Wu Qi must be right in doing this, Ma Jian knows this, but in practice, it is definitely very difficult.

Ma Tan was afraid that when he went to suck the abscesses, he would vomit out the rice first.

Ay.

So now Ma Tan has calmed down and is trying to integrate into the environment of the barracks and learn something.

Not to mention the five sons of the Ma family, the young ones in the five constants of the Ma family, the gradually changing thinking, the eldest son and brother go to the grassroots level to study, a bit of metamorphosis.

Guan Ping's recent experience is okay.

Xinye is good, well prepared, and Sekihei is also good. There is enough grain and grass every day, and there are ten major Dubo training troops in the barracks, and Sun Qian is the general manager.

Guan Ping practiced martial arts every day, and by the way, he learned Sun Tzu's art of war under Sun Qian, such as the military common sense of encircling it ten times and attacking it halfway.

Guan Ping still has a lot of time to arrange, such as bending the bow and riding a horse to go hunting, go fishing in the creek, and play toothpicks.

In the Han Dynasty, there was too little fun, and it could only be entertained like this. If you grow up, you can entertain women. Molerating women from good families, bullying men and women, and playing with dragons and phoenixes.

It's just that if you play too much of that kind of game, you may have kidney deficiency and need to combine work and rest.

At this moment, Guan Ping sat on a rock, holding a fishing rod in his hand, like a cold river angler, fishing activities.

Fishing in winter has great benefits, not afraid of the sun being too poisonous. It's a little cold when the wind blows, but I'm not afraid, Guan Ping is strong and has strong firepower.

Afraid of heat and not afraid of cold.

At this time, the fishing rod moved, Guan Ping's face was happy, and he hurriedly raised the fishing rod, and there was indeed a crucian carp jumping at the end of the fishing line.

"There are three or two of them, rare, rare." Guan Ping quickly unhooked the fish, put it in the fish basket next to him, and took the earthworm again, planning to come again.

At that moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded. Guan Ping turned his head to look and saw Sun Qian riding a horse. Guan Ping knew that today's leisure time was gone.

Sun Qian, this person is a scholar, and he has a scholar's pedigree. If you can ride in a carriage, you don't have to ride a horse, and when you come on horseback, there is something urgent.

But Guan Ping couldn't figure it out, now that the situation in Xinye is very good, and the military camp is so solemn, what can be urgent?

Even if there is something urgent, what are you looking for me as a child?

Guan Ping still has some doubts about being taken away as child laborers.

Although depressed, Sun Qian, Mi Zhu, and Jian Yong were all kind gentlemen, and Guan Ping would not throw them face, so he smiled, put down the fishing rod, and asked, "Why is Mr. here?" ”