Seeing the cruelty after the battle in front of Xiaoguan City, Tian Mao and the others completely changed their temperament, in addition to a day of hard work and physical running, they also spontaneously organized exercises.

A few skinny monkeys, dancing a chaotic fist and foot move. Although I can't even call out the name of my move, anyway, I just feel that every day like this group of demons dances, and if you really go to the battlefield in the future, you will have a little more hope of surviving.

Several people were convinced of this.

After observing for a few days, Lao Zhangtou couldn't stand it, so he moved over the chair and gave himself an extra shift, directing these messy training moves.

Seeing the guidance of the old man, more and more people participated in the training, and only two days later, all the recruits in the circle spontaneously participated in the night training.

That's how powerful it is to keep going.

In any case, Lao Zhangtou is at least a person who has participated in formal training, and he understands that training must be gradual, so training must start with basic skills.

The seemingly simple squatting step makes a group of people directly start to doubt life.

Especially Tian Mao, not to mention how much he dislikes his current body, how powerful he is in his memory, and now he is reduced to squatting and can't hold on for two minutes.

A group of people staggered, gritted their teeth, and sweat flowed from their faces.

From time to time, Lao Zhangtou also sarcastically said: "A group of garbage, one horse step to make this appearance." To go to war is to sharpen the enemy's sword. ”

The recruits in the human circle were ridiculed to the point that they were all red-faced. No matter what, you have to hold on, and you can't let the old man see the joke.

Finally some people couldn't hold on, and they sat down on the ground and groaned.

"Yo! Calling you garbage is a compliment to you, you're not even as good as garbage. Lao Zhangtou continued to mock.

It is unbearable or unbearable, and the paralyzed person gets up from the beginning, struggles to recover the horse's gait, and no longer thinks about whether he will go to work with sore thighs tomorrow.

"Hmm~" a constant moan came. The old man kept saying foul language that was difficult to hear.

"Old Zhangtou, when will you teach us a little bit of serious moves?"

"There's nothing more important than this move, you have good legs and you can run fast. Old Zhang Tou got up from his chair and walked behind the man who spoke, and pressed his hands on his shoulders, and the man suddenly cried out, and his expression was very hard.

"Old Zhangtou, are you teaching us to be deserters?"

"Deserters? The deserter simply leaves his back to the enemy. ”

"What's the use of running fast? might as well learn some melee combat moves. The other one babbled.

"Of course it's useful to run fast, if you don't learn it in the past few days, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it later, and you will have it when the time comes. ”

"Why?" everyone present was curious.

"The expeditionary force, listening to the name, is to go far away. Far away must be running. ”

"Then this is for the march, right?" the one with a higher level of understanding immediately reacted.

"Sort of! The days of the expedition have begun. The old man pouted.

The expeditionary force commanded the tent.

As the supreme commander of the expeditionary force, Guangyuan sat on the main seat, and his perennial military career made him reveal a majestic aura and a murderous face.

On both sides of the sand table stood several generals and commanders of various branches of the armed forces, as well as staff officers of the accompanying army.

"Does the national teacher have a new order?" Guangyuan looked at a young Taoist priest who had just arrived from the Daxing capital.

The young Taoist priest did not show any fear of the commander of the army who was rushing into battle, he stepped forward and raised his hands to the left front of the fist.

"The national teacher ordered that Daguan County must be taken before the Lantern Festival. ”

Guangyuan snorted coldly.

"Before the Lantern Festival? To put it lightly, it is really a persimmon that is easy to pinch in the country of green kites?"

The young Taoist priest continued: "The national teacher also knows that time is indeed pressing, but the national teacher said that others can't do it, but you, Guangyuan, must do it. After all, you are the general of the expeditionary force unanimously recognized by His Majesty the Emperor and the National Teacher, Your Majesty believes in you, the country believes in you, and your brother General Guangyi also believes in you. ”

Guangyuan frowned slightly, waved his hand and said.

"Got it, got it. ”

The Taoist priest heard Guangyuan's reply and nodded slightly.

"There's one more thing, it's very important. The Taoist priest raised his head and looked directly at Guangyuan and continued: "With reliable information, other forces are finally ready to move, and there are cultivators who will participate in the war. Some of the mountain forces felt that the war had affected their luck. The monks from each of the lower five realms have entered the country of the green kite. However, a few people had abided by the cultivators' agreement on war, and they were just a few cultivators of the Lower Five Realms. It is not good for the national teacher to personally intervene to stop it, so he specially sent a few masters of the lower five realms to accompany the army, and everything is under your command. ”

As he spoke, the Taoist priest pointed to the three middle-aged men next to him who did not have any armor.

Three middle-aged people stepped forward and saluted Guangyuan.

Guangyuan looked at the three of them and said, "I don't care about cultivators. Besides, they don't necessarily listen to me, do they?"

The Taoist priest said, "Don't worry! ”

The next morning, a rapid snare drum sounded.

Tian Mao learned that the army was about to march, and the camp began to pack up materials and equipment.

The rumbling chariot kicked up a puff of dust and began the march, and the heavy cavalry followed the chariot and was drowned in the flying dust.

When the large army left in an orderly manner, the land of the original garrison was desolate and full of garbage, and the circle of people began their work.

They are responsible for carefully checking whether there are any important items left in the station, and if so, the materials that the circle will add and carry.

Originally, there were very few materials in the human circle, and the average weight of each person's body was not much, which was quite relaxed, but now that some substances that should not belong to them were added to their bodies, Tian Mao and the others felt that Lao Zhangtou was really prescient, and practicing squatting and horse steps came in handy so quickly.

After everything was cleaned and carried, the people in the circle went to catch up with the large army and walk at the rear of the army.

In front is a mighty army, and in the rear is a physically distant hometown. Tian Mao remembered a similar scene in his memory, it was also the departure of the large army from his homeland, the only difference was that there was some sadness in his memory, and at this moment, it was a little imitating.

Looking back at the way they came, before a few people had time to relax the melancholy in their hearts, they were urged by Lao Zhangtou's hurried urging voice to hurry up.

Several people retracted their gaze and hurriedly followed the large army.

The large army began to split into two groups by noon on the march. The generals stood at the junction and commanded the march of the squadrons in an orderly manner, and a small group of troops was separated and left south as the team that had opened the way and explored. The first team of the human circle was arranged behind the large team facing north, and a small soldier of Tian Mao's level could only follow in this way. Where they are going and how long they are going is not something they can know, nor is it something they care about.

Due to the reason at the end of the line, no matter how lazy the few people walked and how chaotic the team was, except for the old Zhang Tou pretending to urge, there would be no other urging sound behind at all. And the generals in front of him can't see it, so there will be no shouting.

Tian Mao and Wang Heng discussed the types of armor of various types of armor, as well as which leader was the strictest and which general was more gentle and would care about his subordinates. Lao Zhangtou only carried his own small baggage, interjecting from time to time to correct some untrue news.

"Team Li, isn't it the bow battalion Li team with a book in front of you, so good to your subordinates?" someone interjected and asked.

Lao Zhangtou took the question and replied directly: "Yes, it's him." Don't look at his thin figure, ten stone bows are easy. ”

"Isn't that a martial artist?" the man continued.

Hearing the question, Lao Zhang was surprised.

"You know Takeo. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the person who was speaking. Tian Mao and the others, who coincidentally looked back, wondering what kind of profession or what kind of military this martial artist was.

Suddenly, an eagle's roar pierced the sky and swept ahead. Soon, the sound of horses' hooves came in the direction.

"Huh, has it been discovered?" said the man to himself, looking up at the eagle.

I saw that this man was bald and round-faced, shirtless, and carrying a long sword.

"Retreat!" Seeing this person, the old man shouted loudly and pulled back the thoughts of Tian Mao, who was still tilting his head and looking at the sky-skimming eagle Tian Mao with his big mouth open.

"Retreat!" Lao Zhangtou roared for the second time, pulling the shocked Tian Mao and the others back to retreat and move closer to the main army.

The soldiers in front were also shocked by the roar of the old Zhang Tou and looked back at this side. Then, in an instant, he turned against the man who carried the sword, and instantly entered a state of readiness.

The leader who was closest to him was already sweating in his palms, his legs were weak, and he didn't see this person so nervous when he went into battle to kill the enemy.

Looking at the costume, you know that it must be a cultivator. Isn't it as simple as cutting cabbage to kill someone with a sword?

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer, and the soldiers scattered on both sides to make way for them.

Guangyuan rode a tall horse, holding a halberd in one hand, and his face was murderous.

The horse was swayed from side to side by the rope, and its legs kept stepping back and forth in place, causing the horse's back to jolt. However, this bump did not affect Guangyuan in the slightest, and his eyes looked directly at the person carrying the sword.

The man with the sword on his back looked natural and looked at Guangyuan.

"I actually saw General Guangyuan in person, disrespectful! Disrespectful!" The man with the sword on his back hugged his fist towards Guangyuan.

Guangyuan still looked at him intently, without saying a word.

"Blame me, blame me. I even let General Guangyuan run again, and I blamed my sword flight over, and then I came to the end of the line. ”

At this time, a person next to Guangyuan pointed to the man with the sword on his back and said.

"Fujianmen Anda, you have come from thousands of miles across the state. Isn't the master afraid that you will fold in Luming Prefecture and lose the karmic fire you carry?"

An Da sighed, and said a little helplessly: "There is no way, the master's fate is difficult to disobey! ”

Guangyuan's face became more and more gloomy, and the strength of his hand holding the halberd continued to increase, and he was about to step forward.