It's a new day, the birds are happily shuttling through the grass everywhere, the early birds are eating insects, the air is fresh, what a beautiful morning.

On this day, everyone slept very comfortably, there was no need to worry about someone sneaking attack, there was no need to arrange people to keep vigil, everyone had a good meal and drink last night, and suddenly they all slept with a satisfied smile.

The monkey seemed to hear a sound outside the camp, turned over and sat up, rubbed his eyes, and before he woke up, he saw the genius outside slightly bright, yawned, lay down again, and continued to have his sweet dreams, and suddenly there was a silent roar outside: "All assemble!"

The monkey jumped up at once, and when he looked back, the fat tiger, who had been sleeping like a pig, swished as if he had been struck by lightning.

"All up, all up!"

The fat man put on his clothes haphazardly, and while running out, he gave each person a slap along the way, and suddenly there was a crackling sound in the room, and the soldiers who were sleeping soundly woke up one after another.

The fat tiger who was the deadliest sleeper, because he was beaten by Mo Chen's several sticks, now no matter how dead he is, as long as Mo Chen shouts, he will immediately and instinctively wake up.

The fat tiger's movements were so fast that the monkeys were secretly surprised.

Figures rushed out of the four camp tents, and soldiers rushed to Mo Chen's side with weapons in their hands and armor.

Mo Chen stood in the open space of the camp tent, and there were already four rows of neat soldiers standing in front of him. As for the soldier's reaction speed, Mo Chen was very satisfied.

"Good morning, brothers!" Mo Chen smiled.

"Good morning, Battalion Commander!" The soldiers responded in unison.

"Everyone ate and drank enough last night!" Silent Dust.

The soldiers remembered the crazy scene last night, and suddenly smiled with satisfaction.

"Looking at your expressions, I know that you were very cool last night, since you were full of food and drink last night, then it's time to exercise, otherwise you will sleep when you are full, and then you will be as fat as a fat tiger, how can you kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions." Mo Chen quipped.

"Big brother, in fact, I am not called fat, this is called strong, and I am very brave in killing enemies." When Fat Tiger heard that Mo Chenna was coming to be a demonstration, he immediately quit.

"You're strong, too? Look at your belly, it's all oil! Mo Chen said.

"Big brother, I'm ......"

Fat Tiger was about to say something but was interrupted by Mo Chen, and said flatly: "Okay, no need to say more, everyone runs forty laps around the barracks, and after running, then there is no need to eat, since Fat Tiger thinks he is strong, then add ten laps." ”

"Huh?"

"Why are you still stunned, hurry up and run!" Silent Dust flew up angrily and kicked the ass of the guy closest to him.

A scream of "whoop" frightened everyone to spread their legs and began to run in circles around the barracks.

Mo Chen returned to the camp tent very dedicatedly, took out a wooden stick, and ran behind the soldiers.

One soldier slowed down, wanting to wait for the team to finish a lap and then catch up with him, so that he would run one less lap, so that he would not be so tired and stop with the rest of his companions when the time came.

The more the soldier thought about it, the more clever he became, and he was about to fall a long way, but he trotted unhurriedly, completely unaware that a figure with a stick was approaching him behind him.

Mo Chen didn't say anything when he saw the soldier who was deliberately lagging behind, so he raised his stick and slapped it at the soldier's buttocks.

"Whew"

The soldier suddenly felt a pain in his buttocks, and just as he was about to turn around and curse, he heard a voice come slowly.

"Alas! I wish I had known to bring back the wooden stick at the bottom of Eagle Mountain, this wooden stick is not as easy as the one used before. ”

Hearing this familiar voice, this bland word, the soldier dared to be lazy, spread his legs and ran wildly, until he kept up with the large army.

The other soldiers in the back row saw that the soldier was in such a hurry, and couldn't help but look back, and saw a person with a stick running up, looking at the stick, all the people felt a pain in their buttocks, and the soldier who was still jogging in 121 suddenly increased his speed and ran out wildly.

Originally, the last person surpassed the original person in front of him in a blink of an eye, and ran to the front of the team, and the people in front wondered why the people behind were so anxious, and when they turned their heads, they were also trembling, and they didn't dare to swallow slowly.

Mo Chen took a stick and slapped it on a soldier's buttocks and scolded: "It's only forty laps, and there is no weight, and you are still running so slowly, hurry up, speed up." ”

The morning air was so clear that the breeze blew through and brought with it some icy breath. A group of big men are on the lawn, spreading their legs, running happily, so lively.

Since coming to this world, he has only discovered that the world is so cruel that death can happen at any time. In addition to the initial loss of consciousness, he was arrested as a soldier after leaving Handan, and then he experienced life and death, there were nearly 100 men following in his footsteps, and now there are only dozens of big men in front, he decided to train these big men into steel big men, good skills, so that the chance of death will be reduced in the future, so that there can be more hope of living.

Mo Chen thought about how to make these men live, if they wanted to live, they had to go through cruel training, and they had time now.

Warring States, Warring States period, wars can happen at any time, for them, rush!

"Smack"

Mo Chen slapped the backward soldier on the buttocks again, and shouted: "Why are you slow, keep up, hurry up and catch up, whoever I catch up with will be beaten with a stick." ”

I don't know how long it has been, but those soldiers can still run fast at first, they no longer know how many laps they have run, they only know that their battalion commander is constantly urging behind them, and they will be beaten if they fall behind.

At first, they would learn the methods that Mo Chen had taught him and run fast, but gradually, they felt their lungs burn like a mass, their chests were stuffy for a while, and their throats were so dry that they felt like they had swallowed a handful of sand, and they wanted to swallow a mouthful of saliva, but there was still saliva in their mouths, and there was a pain in their stomachs.

The fat tiger desperately opened his mouth, trying to breathe more fresh air into it, and the fat all over his body swayed, trapping his physical strength like a shackle. In fact, the hardest thing is that he is a fat tiger, because he is too fat, he has explosive power, but he has no stamina, and he feels that he has reached his limit.

He looked up at the back of the monkey in front of him, who seemed unaffected and still ran forward happily.

Look at Erniu's stunned man, he actually ran in front of him, but he already felt that he couldn't hold on, and his legs were difficult to move if he was a thousand pounds of boulders.

Before he knew it, Fat Tiger found that all the people had run ahead of him, and he had fallen behind at the end of the line.

Is he really worse than any stupid cow? Fat Tiger was not convinced, he wanted to speed up his steps, but no matter how hard he tried, his steps were getting slower and slower, and his hands were swinging freely and weakly, as if the hands were no longer under his control.

"Stampede"

Fat Tiger heard footsteps behind him, he reluctantly turned around, and a figure with a wooden stick ran up, seeing that it was getting closer and closer to him.

The familiar figure, the familiar voice, the familiar stick, well, even the movement of waving the stick arm in his hand is so familiar.

The movement of waving a wooden stick in your hand? The fat tiger suddenly saw a ghost, rushed forward with a wow, and he didn't know where the power was, and he suddenly surpassed the other soldiers, and he was on a level with Erniu before stopping.

Mo Chen held the stick, looked at the fat tiger who rushed out suspiciously, and the doubts instantly turned into relief, and said to himself: "Yes, yes, it is really pressure to be motivated." ”

Mo Chen no longer chased the soldiers, because these soldiers had already met his requirements this time, but although Mo Chen no longer pursued, these soldiers still instinctively ran forward.

These soldiers were obviously very tired, and although they could hold on, they were so shaky that they could almost fall down at any moment.

"Smack"

In the end, a soldier couldn't hold on anymore, fell to the ground, struggled a few times and couldn't stand up, and found that he couldn't stand up, so the soldier simply turned around with difficulty, lay on the grass, and looked at the sun that had been hanging high.

With the first, there was a second, and one fell to the ground one after the other.

Mo Chen nodded, he was very satisfied with the soldiers' training this morning, originally it was forty laps, but in the end, under his drive, each soldier ran at least sixty laps, which was very rare.

"Alright, let's stop! This morning's training is over, everyone has lunch and each goes back to the camp to rest for two hours, and in the afternoon there is no need to run, we go to the shower. Mo Chen said.

"The battalion commander is wise." The soldiers cheered, and as for the afternoon, there was no need to run, and they could go and take a good shower. They're sweating profusely and trying to take a shower.

Soldiers helped each other back to the camp, each thinking about where to take a bath.

In the afternoon, Mo Chen really did not let the soldiers run and train again, but took them to the moat.

The soldiers ate well and slept for two hours, and one by one they were in good spirits.

Although Yi County is not as good as Handan, the city is not small, and the moat is not small, it is several zhang wide, and I don't know how deep it is.

Mo Chen and his family are all soldiers from poor people, and everyone is more or less water-based, after all, sometimes, when there is no food, they can go down to the river to catch fish to eat, so that they will not starve to death.

Under the puzzled eyes of the soldiers guarding the city wall, the monkeys took off their big shorts one by one excitedly, and jumped into the moat in a hurry.

As for the things they were originally carrying, before they came out, Mo Chen had already asked them to find a place to bury them, after all, these things couldn't see the light, just leave a little.

The water of the moat is not stagnant water, but the water of the mountain spring, and all the water of this moat is not dirty.

In the midst of the soldiers' cheerful bath, Mo Chen offered to hold a competition, and he would be the referee.

Mo Chen's move caused great approval from the soldiers, and they cheered one by one, looking forward to what kind of game Mo Chen was talking about.

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth rose slightly, and he said, "Hold your breath"

As the name suggests, holding your breath is to see who has been diving for a long time, and two people are in a team, this is because Mo Chen is worried that something will happen and let another person watch.

"The last three groups are going to wash the clothes for the brothers." Mo Chen added.

"Good, good, good!"

The morale of the soldiers has increased greatly, and there is pressure to be motivated, of course, all of them are full of energy, they all feel that they will not lose, so they fight so that they don't have to wash clothes.

When Mo Chen said this, of course, they all agreed, and the grouping was quickly completed.

The competition was followed by a diving competition and a swimming competition. In the soldier's temperament, round after round of competition continued until the sun set.