Yang Hao looked at the chaotic team, and there was a fire in his heart for no reason, and in his opinion, the discipline of these people was even inferior to that of primary school students in modern society, which made him feel a sense of crisis, he wanted a strong army that could help him win the battle, not a wild man who rushed up with stones and sticks.

Although he has never joined the army, let alone experienced the war in the era of cold weapons, he also clearly distinguishes the importance of military discipline.

Why have those black people in Africa not developed civilization for thousands of years, is it because their IQ is too low, or their physical fitness is not as good as that of the Eurasian race? Obviously not like this, Yang Hao believes that the reason why Africa has not developed civilization, in addition to the natural environment, is that those have no organization and discipline at all, even if God has given them a strong body, but they are still abused into scum by other races, even if modern society is still no better, and the mud can't support the wall.

In this era in which Yang Hao lived, the general environment was worse than that of backward Africa, and of course he didn't want to put his life in the hands of an army like a.

There is the behemoth of the Xia Dynasty in the west, and the Dongyi tribes in the east are not fuel-efficient lamps, and the weak Qi tribe, if they don't chase after them with full horsepower, they can only be crushed by these strong enemies in the end, and there are no bones left, even if these forces don't even know that there is such a number one person as Yang Hao.

"You guys disappointed me so much, I thought you could do better, and now it seems that you people are like that, I can only use two words to describe you, and that is waste."

The more Yang Hao spoke, the more excited he became.

These people were scolded by Yang Hao, as long as they were not blind, they could see that the current queue was not the same as the one that Yang Hao had personally arranged before, although they didn't know what it was for, but for some reason they felt a little ashamed in their hearts.

Most people lowered their heads and didn't even dare to look at Yang Hao.

Yang Hao took a deep breath to calm his excited and irritable mood.

"Give you three days, and if it's still like this, you will be fined one round trip every day."

As soon as the words ended, there was a buzz in the crowd.

"Chief, we still have to work, and we have to run like fools, what's the use, we finally escaped, shouldn't we live well, why don't you torture us now."

I don't know who said this, and suddenly there was a chorus of echo.

Yang Hao sneered and said: "Torture you, you fucking have nothing to do when I'm idle, look around, those tribes that are stronger than us, as long as they find us, those people can cut off our heads without much effort, what are we, we are fucking fugitive slaves, we are fucking slaves, we are caught, we don't even have a fucking chance to be slaves, we want to live, live better, only work harder and stronger than others, Lao Tzu asked you to do this, it is to save your lives, damn next door, whoever wants to die can go and stay now." , this tribe will be disbanded now, everyone will find their own way out, and Lao Tzu doesn't want to wait for death with you waste. ”

was scolded by Yang Hao by the neck for a while, and the crowd suddenly became silent, and they all lowered their heads and didn't know if they would listen to Yang Hao's words.

Yang Hao stared at these people with a stunned face, and after a minute, asked, "Do you want to leave?" ”

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly looked around, and their eyes were full of warnings when they looked at others.

Seeing that no one left, Yang Hao said in a deep voice: "Very good, it seems that you don't want to die yet, since you don't want to die, just listen to my orders honestly." ”

After glancing at it, Yang Hao said coldly: "Who was talking just now, stand up." ”

Suddenly, everyone's eyes invariably looked at a young man with a pale face.

The young man saw that everyone was looking at him, and he was eager to find the crack in the ground to get into.

"The leader spares his life, the leader spares his life!"

The young man hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy again and again.

"Stand up, when did I say I was going to kill you."

Yang Hao said coldly.

When the young man heard this, it was as if he had been closed from the ghost gate, and his back was already wet with cold sweat.

After standing up, with trembling legs, and in the eyes of one after another, he walked out of the queue, lowering his head and not daring to look at Yang Hao.

"What's your name?"

"I... Back to the leader, my name is Fu. ”

"Listen, everybody, Float slammed into the leader and was punished with fifty push-ups."

"Push-ups? Something, you've heard of it."

"Nope!"

"The leader said so seriously, it looks like this guy is going to be unlucky."

"That's right, whoever makes him owe the most, the leader will do whatever he wants, otherwise there will be no such thing."

The unknown was terrifying, and his face was extremely pale, and his body trembled like chaff, and he didn't know what a terrible punishment this push-up was.

In the strange eyes of everyone, Yang Hao suddenly supported the ground with both hands and did two extremely standard push-up movements.

After getting up, he said: "This is a push-up, see clearly, let's start now, fifty can't be less, I'll count." ”

Not only Fu, but everyone was stunned, the terrifying punishment imagined before did not appear, but felt that this punishment was too light.

After seeing that the push-ups were nothing more than this, his face was full of joy, and he even wanted to kowtow to Yang Hao a few times to express his gratitude.

But when he began to do push-ups according to the way Yang Hao had just demonstrated, the gratitude in his heart had long been replaced by anger and anger.

Yang Hao stood beside Fu, counting one by one, but as long as the posture was slightly wrong, Yang Hao would subtract one, he didn't bully these people for not counting, he wasn't so bored that he fooled them with low-level number games, and each subtraction would explain the reason.

Even so, plus the non-standard, Float almost did almost a hundred push-ups.

When he got up, his arms were not his own, and his elbows seemed to leave his body if he touched them.

Yang Hao was also very surprised by this, he didn't think that this guy could stick to it in one go, thinking that it would be about the same to be forty or fifty.

"You really can't underestimate these guys."

Looking at the miserable appearance of floating dragging two arms, when Yang Hao's eyes looked at them, although some people suddenly shook, as if they were targeted by a demon who eats people and does not spit out bones, if their language is rich enough, they will definitely use the word perverted to describe Yang Hao.

"You remember to Lao Tzu, when you are gathered, you are warriors, and my words are God's will, even if there is a flood and fire in front of you, you have to wade through, even if it is a god's mother who comes down from heaven and takes your weapons to Lao Tzu to slaughter the gods."

Listening to Yang Hao's disrespectful words, everyone's faces changed drastically, and some even knelt down and kept kowtowing to the sky.

Seeing this, Yang Hao shouted: "Stand up for Lao Tzu." ”