Chapter 8 Training
Three watches the next day.
Zhang Feng accompanied Huo Lei and Dian Wei to the new barracks, and said to the newly recruited 800 soldiers: "The runway in the city has been cleared, and there are soldiers standing guard along the way. β
"Let's go!"
With Zhang Feng's order, eight hundred people rushed to be the first like rabbits.
The entire runway is about 10,000 meters, that is, 20 miles, and according to Zhang Feng's estimate, someone should be able to reach it in an hour, that is, half an hour.
The sky was getting brighter and brighter, but Zhang Feng's face was getting darker and darker, and half an hour had passed, and he didn't even see a single figure.
"Dian Wei, this is the soldier you trained? Half an hour has passed, why haven't you seen a single hair! β
Dian Wei complained bitterly with a dark face: "Childe, I ......"
"Here we are...... Here it ......."
The soldiers on the left and right of the guard shouted.
Zhang Feng searched for prestige, and sure enough, he saw more than a dozen people running towards him, all gasping for breath and their footsteps floating unsteadily.7
When he ran back to the school ground, he crawled directly on the ground and didn't move.
"Start counting, and the last three hundred people will be eliminated directly!"
"No!"
Dian Wei replied loudly.
β499β
β500β
Zhang Feng saw that the staff was full, got up and said: "Dian Wei, the rest of the people will be eliminated, you go down to arrange, I will personally train these five hundred people." β
"Stand up, I'll count three times, and if you don't stand up, keep running a lap."
β1β
β2β
Before Zhang Feng counted to "3", all 500 people stood up, their bodies shaking, afraid that a gust of wind would blow, and all of them would fall.
"Tired?"
It's no wonder if you're not tired! Five hundred people looked at Zhang Feng in confusion.
Zhang Feng said loudly: "No matter how tired it is, it is better than bleeding, you have to run a lap every morning in the future, no one is allowed to be absent without reason, the first 100 people will be rewarded with half a catty of meat, and the last 50 people will be fined half a bowl of rice." β
As soon as these words came out, the people below suddenly exploded, those who ran fast had meat to eat, and those who ran slowly were hungry, and no one wanted to be unlucky.
"The back camp has prepared food for you, and after you are full, go back to the camp to rest for an hour, and after an hour, all the school fields will gather!"
β¦β¦
With the passage of time, Zhang Feng has been staying in the sour jujube for more than 20 days, using some of the techniques he learned in his previous life to strengthen the body, and constantly changing tricks to train these 500 people, I have to say that the speed of these 500 people is getting faster and faster.
"Childe, the angel has arrived!"
Zhang Feng was surprised: "Angel? The of the birds in the sky? β
Dian Wei sneered and said in a low voice: "The son has misunderstood, it is the father-in-law who passed the decree here!" β
"Oh! Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue! β
"Come in!"
After a while, a eunuch walked in, wide and fat, and looked bloated.
"Ahem...... which one is Zhang Feng!"
Looking at this eunuch with a pig's nose sticking garlic, Zhang Feng felt contempt in his heart, but he said respectfully on his face: "My father-in-law came from afar, and he was rude, sin, sin!" Zhang Feng has seen his father-in-law! β
"You're Zhang Feng? Chen Liutai's son of Zhang Miao? β
"Exactly!"
"Then kneel down and take the order!"
"In April of the first year of Zhongping, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty edicted: Zhang Feng, the son of Chen Liutaishou, has made meritorious contributions to the thieves, and has been specially named General Yangwei, tempering sour dates, and continuing to exterminate the Yellow Turban thieves.
"The last general is grateful!"
Zhang Feng made a big salute, and then respectfully accepted the holy decree and greeted: "My father-in-law is tired all the way, please enter the camp to rest, and finally I will order the kitchen to prepare wine and food, and wash the dust for my father-in-law." β
This father-in-law is none other than Guo Sheng, one of the Ten Standing Friends.
Guo Sheng said with a look of disdain: "In this rural place, there is no good wine and food, ......and there is no sincerity at all."
Zhang Feng glanced at him, these days, is it so direct to give bribes?
"System prompt: Guo Sheng, one of the ten permanent servants in the intermediate task, will be rewarded with a lighter for mission success, with a luck value of 10 points, and if the task fails, the luck value will be reduced by 5 points."
"Lighters? Miss System, are you sure you made a mistake? β
"Yes, it's a lighter, hasn't the host seen a lighter in his previous life? Sorry for the host! β
"You ......"
Zhang Feng was almost petrified, this lottery system is really strange, there is a lighter, and there is something else after it.
"Gonggong Guo smiled, the countryside is indeed not as good as Jingshi, but the last general is not a person who does not know the dignity of the old and the young, as long as the father-in-law is willing to appreciate his face, he will not disappoint his father-in-law."
Guo Sheng glanced at Zhang Feng and said casually: "Our family is really tired, so let's rest here for one night, and you can go down and arrange it yourself!" β
If it weren't for the situation, Zhang Feng really wanted to beat up this dead eunuch with a male duck's throat, it would be too shameless.
Guo Sheng took his four subordinates and walked into the barracks with a swagger, not looking at Zhang Feng at all.
After Guo Sheng left, Dian Wei and the others saluted Zhang Feng in unison and said, "My subordinates will meet General Yangwei." β
General Yangwei, how does this name feel so fucked up!
Zhang Feng shook his head, it seemed that he wanted to be crooked. Zhang Feng remembered that General Yangwei was ranked among the four military attachΓ©s and commanded the troops on a false basis.
Now it's justified, mixed with a background, so as not to fight in the future, I'm embarrassed to sign up for my number.
"You don't have to see outside, Dian Wei, you are willing to be the general of this general, follow me to conquer the Yellow Turban thieves, and make contributions!"
Dian Wei stepped forward and replied loudly: "My subordinates are willing, thank you for the gift of the lord, and you will never forget it." β
"Good!"
Dian Wei's official recognition of the Lord made Zhang Feng feel relieved in his heart, and with this powerful thug by his side in the future, why worry about big things.
As for where is Daddy Zhang Miao, even if Zhang Feng doesn't say it, Zhang Miao won't blame him.
When night fell, Zhang Feng ordered someone to prepare a large table of wine and food, anyway, if he could get the sour dates, he told Huo Lei to do it, so as not to see Guo Sheng's dead eunuch's face of two hundred and five.
"Grandpa Guo, this is a little bit of meaning, not a tribute!"
Zhang Feng handed a brocade package to Guo Sheng and said with a smile.
Guo Sheng opened it and took a look, it was full of gold, there were five hundred taels, and his face suddenly became happy, and the person also changed his appearance, and said: "It's still General Zhang's reasoning, our family is welcome, these five hundred taels of gold, our family will accept it." β
"It should be, it should be."
Zhang Feng personally poured wine for Guo Sheng and toasted: "Father-in-law, please, the younger generation will do it first." β
Guo Sheng picked up the wine glass with a proud face, took a sip and said: "Now that the Yellow Turban thieves are rampant, the general still needs to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, so our family can also ask for credit for the general." β
"Junior Xie Gonggong taught!"
The two of you say a word to me, under Zhang Feng's deliberate praise, the more Guo Sheng looks at Zhang Feng, the more pleasing it is.
The banquet lasted for an hour before it ended, and Guo Sheng was already drunk and forgot what his wife's surname was!
As for Zhang Feng, how could he get himself drunk and complete the task with a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance.
After returning to the barracks, Zhang Feng had an extra gadget in his hand at some point, which was a lighter.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the intermediate task, and a lighter will be rewarded, with a luck value of 10 points, and the host's current luck value is 20 points."
"Lighters, liquid gas lighters, can last 180 times, Huaxia brand lighters, enough to ignite the fire of hope."
Zhang Feng pressed the lighter with his hand, and he could really make a fire, looking at the bright flames, Zhang Feng didn't mention how excited he was.
In this era, there are no lighters, no matches, only "fire folds", and it is very difficult to make fire.
And this lighter in your own hands is simply priceless.
After playing with it for a while, Zhang Feng looked at the gasoline in the lighter, which began to slowly decrease, and there was a sense of melancholy in his heart.
Although the lighter can allow you to get the function of lighting a fire for a period of time, it cannot bring substantial value, and it seems that you can only endure the pain of love.