"Run, go! One-two-one"

On the way of the march, the camp of King Qin was located, and the password was constantly given, and the training was unabated.

All the sergeants are feeling sad for them, where is this exercise, it is simply playing with life.

Li Fangchen touched the aurora with a smile on the side, and a few of them were seventeen, frantically training these veterans.

In the Tang Dynasty, the army was trained twice, or three times a day, mostly for battle formations and fighting techniques, where was it so hard to practice?

The three commanders who had looked for Qin Qiong before were also speechless at the moment.

Although he had the heart to protest, as soon as he saw the thin bodies at the front, he couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart.

"No wonder Yi Guogong said that we picked it up, let us steal the fun!"

Looking at the people, they are a little older than the King of Qin, all of them are leading the way, and they can be seen in any training.

The first start, the last end, just half a day, three thousand armor soldiers, to those six strange boys, served!

The strong in the army are respected, although the content of the training is very simple, but the key problem is that they are already unbearable, on the other hand, those boys, their faces are not red or panting, and they are even a little unexhausted.

"What are you still doing? In a group of 50 people, run 10 times round trip! Begin! ”

They couldn't wait for them to rest too much, followed by the roars of these "little instructors".

They couldn't remember what it was like to travel all day, and they couldn't even figure out what they had done that day.

Exhaustion and stuckness are the only feelings they feel, and they are also unforgettable experiences.

finally breathed a sigh of relief, but found that those "little instructors" were still training.

One of the centurions, curious, asked, "Aren't you tired?" ”

Seventeen said coldly, "Sweat more in peacetime, and bleed less in wartime!" ”

"But you're still young!"

"From the moment we came to King Qin's side, we were preparing for war, what King Qin pointed to, and where the sword went!"

The centurion was silent, this kind of statement comparable to a dead man, they could not accept it.

But it can be regarded as figuring out the character of these boys, all of them are more terrible than crazy people.

"Seventeen, come with me in a fight!"

No. 3 moved his wrist, just training is inevitably a little boring, it is better to show his hand in front of these old men.

"Good!"

Seventeen took off his armor directly, revealing the camouflage uniform inside.

Not to mention, it's pretty good! The veterans couldn't help but be amazed, his dress showed the boy's majestic style to the fullest.

The two fought in an instant, stunned everyone.

"Good skills!"

A person came from afar, and couldn't help but applaud.

Everyone hurriedly saluted, "General Qin!" ”

Qin Qiong nodded slightly, watching the seventeenth and third in the field come and go, it was very enjoyable.

The two are different from competing martial arts, but they are real life-fighting skills, fortunately, they are merciful in their hands, otherwise they will either die or be injured.

Three or five rounds will be clear, and it will end with the top 17 first holding the number three, as the seventeenth with a score second only to Qin Huaiyu and Chai Zhewei, this is not a difficult thing.

No. 3 laughed and said, "Seventeen, if you go on like this, you can compare with No. 1 and No. 2." ”

Seventeen hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, I can't beat them, if I fight hard, I'm not afraid." ”

"You two, come here!"

"General Qin?"

The two approached and greeted Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong smiled and said, "No need to be polite, you know my son, and it's okay to call me uncle." ”

No. 3 and No. 17 dare not take it seriously, and etiquette cannot be abolished.

What are their identities, and how can they have a relationship with Yiguo Gongla?

"By the way, why didn't Huaiyu join the army this time?"

For Qin Huaiyu, the son of her own family, Qin Qiong is still more concerned, otherwise she would not call them over.

No. 3 said, "It was the person chosen by His Highness, and No. 1 was very angry about this, and strictly ordered us to protect His Highness." ”

"Oh? Number one? The title of Huaiyu? ”

"Report, this is because, we, rookies, are not qualified to let His Highness call us by name for the time being!"

Everyone on the side was stunned, is this not qualified?

After watching the fight between the two just now, I couldn't help but try it with the other party, and found that it was not anyone's opponent at all, but people couldn't even let His Royal Highness King Qin look at it.

Qin Qiong asked again, "Do you know what His Highness is capable of?" ”

Seventeen sighed and said, "If it's one-on-one, we might as well be Your Highness, if we let all twenty-one people go up, it's almost the same, but if the area divided is relatively large, no matter how many of us are, it's not enough for Your Highness to fight down one by one!" ”

Hearing this, Qin Qiong was interested, "Talk to the old man." ”

A group of ruffians sat on the outer floor, surrounding Qin Qiong and more than 17 people, listening to them talk about the training in the West Palace.

From Seventeen's mouth, they learned one thing, that is, in addition to training, they also had to read and write, read, learn the art of war, and occasionally take some strategic layout exams.

As the chief examiner of their exam, His Royal Highness King Qin did not feel satisfied once.

The origin of the rookie is also explained here.

In other words, newborn chicks rely on the help of old birds to feed them, which is why they are called rookies.

No wonder! No wonder these stinky boys, every time they practice, they like to scold rookies at others, it turns out that this is the truth.

Some veterans who have been scolded can't help but blush, this explanation is tantamount to the most disgusting insults, you must know the bloody nature of the Tang sergeant, which is not something that can be summed up by a rookie.

"Aren't you angry?"

A commander couldn't help but ask, and was scolded by His Royal Highness King Qin as a whole, didn't they have any complaints in their hearts?

Seventeen shook his head and said, "Your Highness's training is harder than ours, and as early as three years ago, Your Highness started training with a load on his body, compared to His Highness, we are indeed rookies." ”

"Weight-bearing?"

Qin Qiong shifted her gaze to the camouflage uniforms of the two, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Take it off, the old man will try." ”

Seventeen's face changed, "Lord Yiguo, we came out this time with a total of three pieces, do you want to ask Your Highness for a set?" His Majesty's set is specially made by His Royal Highness! ”

Qin Qiong rolled her eyes, "The old man doesn't want your clothes, he just wants to try." ”

"Okay."

Slightly aggrieved, he took off his coat and handed it to Qin Qiong, and Qin Qiong's face changed at that time.

"It's so heavy!"

One hand, at least, is twenty pounds, and this is just their coat.

The veterans gasped at the same time, this kid really had a lot of calluses on his body, and there were two scars on his waist that had been imprinted, which looked like they were caused by perennial friction.

Qin Qiong pointed to Seventeen's pants again, and Seventeen would rather die.

"Just give the weight to the old man and take it out!"

Seventeen breathed a sigh of relief, and took out two pieces of iron from the leggings on both sides and put them in Qin Qiong's hands.

Qin Qiong directly shouted, "Forty catties!" ”

Good guys, counting the armor they wore during the day, this one weighs eighty pounds, to say the least.

I've been jumping around all day, and I haven't seen this kid shouting tired?

"That General Qin, are you okay with my clothes?"

Seventeen was very worried, and Qin Qiong snatched his camouflage uniform, after all, it was all limited, and if he wanted to do it again, he had to beg Sister Xuanyi, which was really a bit embarrassing

"Can the old man still rob you?"

Qin Qiong was studying the role of these pockets and the practicality of these iron pieces, and was slightly dissatisfied with the appearance of the seventeenth mother-in-law.

Three snickered on the side, making Seventeen feel a little bad in his heart.

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