Chapter 8 Actual combat drills, the whole army hung colors

On the school grounds.

He Mao and Jiao Touch are ready for the military parade.

A full 60,000 soldiers lined up in a phalanx, waiting for Yuan Xi's arrival.

He Mao and Jiao Fu were very worried, for fear that the military parade would not be done well and anger Yuan Xi. Especially Jiao Touch, his 20,000 cavalry has been converted into infantry, and the skills of foot combat are far from being the army of Timao.

"General Scorched."

"What?"

He Mao asked with a smile: "Your cavalry has always been the main force of my Youzhou army, I don't know what the combat effectiveness is after changing to infantry?" ”

"You want to see my jokes?" Jiao Touch's face was slightly gloomy.

"How dare you... I'm just curious. ”

Jiao Yan held back his glance and snorted: "My 20,000 cavalry was the main force to destroy Gongsun Zhan. Even if it is changed to infantry, it is stronger than your army, if you are not convinced, let's wait for the comparison to see whose army is more combative? ”

"Well, that's exactly what I wanted." He Maocai was not afraid, and thought to himself: "Can a cavalry without a war horse still be called a cavalry?" Dare to challenge me, and wait until your prestige is extinguished. ”

Knock knock...

Yuan Xi drove his horse into the school field and went straight to Shuaitai.

Twelve drummers beat the drums of war vigorously. On the road along Yuan Xi's walk, dozens of bronze musical instruments played the repertoire of the military parade, and behind each ceremonial musician, a handsome flag was inserted, hunting in the wind.

"Meet Childe." He Mao and Jiao touched the front salute.

"Excuse me."

Yuan Xi took the horse whip, walked to the handsome platform, and said, "Remove all the musical instruments, collect the flags, and dispense with all the ceremonies." Every 1,000 people are in a group to conduct actual combat drills. ”

"Actual combat?"

He Mao's heart was a little excited.

He is looking forward to being able to fight, defeat Jiao Touch, and have a good long face.

He Mao hugged his fists and said: "Childe is wise." The last general will arrange this, let the soldiers take off their armor and fight with their bare hands. Although it is not comparable to the real battlefield, its strength can also be seen. ”

"You wait..."

Yuan Xi stretched out his hand to stop He Mao: "Who told you that it was a bare-handed battle?" ”

"What does that Childe mean?"

He Mao had a bad feeling.

Jiao Touch also asked, "Childe doesn't want to... Let the soldiers fight with knives, right? ”

"Not really. Let them remove the heads of their spears and fight only with sticks.... Yuan Xi explained the rules of the actual combat drill, and then said: "After winning, those who can still stand will be doubled!" ”

"Alright, let's get started!"

Yuan Xi found a place to sit down, ready to watch a good show. He also instructed the soldiers on the side: "After every battle, those who are still standing on the school ground, write down their names." ”

"No."

The soldier went to get the pen and ink.

He Mao and Jiao looked at each other, thinking to themselves: "After a real battle, I'm afraid there are few people who can stand, right?" ”

Seeing Yuan Xi's serious look, they were not easy to advise.

He Mao walked to the front of the platform and explained the rules of the actual combat drill to the soldiers clearly. The soldiers' mood fluctuated greatly, and they chatted for a long time, but in the end they prepared according to He Mao's instructions.

"Drill begins!"

When the soldiers were ready, He Mao held a command flag and swiped it fiercely.

Two thousand soldiers, standing in the distance, spears in their arms, rushed towards their opponents.

But...

They all know very well that it is not the enemy who is standing opposite them, but their comrades-in-arms, and they must not be serious. If someone is killed or disabled, he will have to suffer a lawsuit.

Every time you make a move, it's very slow.

Overall, it looks like a slow-motion battle.

He Mao and Jiao Touch both felt embarrassed.

Yuan Xi stood up from his seat and said loudly: "Whoever perfunctory me again will be severely punished!" The one who fights bravely and injures the most enemies will be promoted to one level! If anyone can kill his opponent, I will reward him with 50,000 yuan! ”

Yes?

He Mao and Jiao Touch were dumbfounded together!

According to Yuan Xi, isn't it a real battle?

Is this still called a walkthrough?

How many people have to die here?

The soldiers were also extremely shocked when they heard Yuan Xi's words. They can't cheat anymore. If you don't hit people, people will beat you. Once you fall, those who are trampled by others will not die or be disabled.

"Kill...!"

One of the soldiers closest to the platform struck another soldier on the head with a stick, and although he was wearing a helmet, he knocked the man unconscious. The surrounding soldiers reacted and quickly retreated to their camp, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

Bang bang bang ...

"Ah, you dare to hit me?!"

"Lao Tzu is a school captain, who dares to fight... Yes! ”

"you, hit!"

...........

The sound of wooden sticks colliding with each other, the screams and insults of the soldiers, gradually spread.

He Mao looked at it for a while, ran anxiously in front of Yuan Xi, and said, "Childe, it's not okay to fight like this." If someone is killed, how can you explain to your superiors? ”

"Yes, Childe. It's not good to cripple someone. Our army can't be some disabled people, right? Jiao Touch also ran over and said.

"I think... Nothing is wrong, right? Yuan Xi smiled and said: "You usually train, just like a child playing at home, wave a few spears, and it's over, can you train elites?" When the soldiers go to war, they will still be afraid. And according to my training, I dare to say that they go to the battlefield, just like a dragon entering the sea and a tiger entering the mountains, and they must be quite proficient in fighting skills and experience. I won't say anything superfluous, just do what I tell you to do. Don't care what the people above say, I'll take care of it. ”

"Yes..."

He Mao and Jiao touched the worriedness on their faces.

When they turned back and looked at the battlefield, they saw that the battle was over. On the winning side, there were still more than a hundred people standing. Everyone was wounded, and there was a small amount of blood on the sticks.

Yuan Xi asked someone to write down their names and said, "These soldiers have doubled their salaries. Each person was rewarded with a pound of wine and half a pound of cooked meat. Tell other soldiers who did not participate in the battle that the training ground is like a battlefield, and that they will die if they fall, and that only those who persist to the end will be rewarded. ”

"Yes..."

He Mao conveyed Yuan Xi's words word for word.

The soldiers felt a chill down their backs and felt like they had fallen into an ice cave and could freeze to death at any moment. Some people feel that the opportunity has come, and if they persist until the end, they will not only be rewarded, but also be named, and they will have a bright future.

The wounded soldiers are carried away, and a new round of fighting begins!

This time, no one showed mercy to anyone, and every time he made a move, he hit the key point and did it to the death. Whoever is incapable is unlucky, and he does not have to be responsible for killing people, at most he will give some compensation. Or is it given by the Thorn Mansion.

If your own life is threatened, is there any reason not to work hard?

To put it bluntly, this is a life-and-death battle!

60,000 soldiers, 30 actual combat exercises, and finally able to stand, but more than 5,000 people. The rest were wounded to varying degrees, and even seven soldiers were killed!

After counting the final data, Yuan Xi was very satisfied and said, "Okay! I'm going to do this from now on. Come once a month, recuperate for half a month, and then do half a month of normal training, and so on. I will ask Mr. Xun Chen to take out a sum of money as a reward and compensation for the fallen soldiers. ”