The veterans stepped on the steps and roared, and rushed to the young man's battle line together.

The teenagers completely ignored the onslaught of the veterans.

They lined up in a neat line, and under the command of the captain, they still met the onslaught of the veterans with the right stab of their spears.

Although the veterans were fully prepared this time, they were still forced back by the spear array of the teenagers. Through the spears, they couldn't rush in front of the boy at all.

However, the veterans who were sufficiently prepared this time were still able to retreat in front of the tight spear array of the teenagers.

The veterans retreated a few steps and stormed again.

The teenagers mastered the rhythm very well, and the spear formation was not chaotic at all.

In such a scene, even a layman like Zhu Youzhen could see that the veterans did not have the upper hand.

The veterans have the ability to do nothing, and in the face of the tight spear formation of the teenagers, they can only sigh if they can't be bullied.

Even rushed a few times, but the veteran failed to impulse the teenagers array. Some of the anxious veterans, on the contrary, were shot again and withdrew from the line.

In desperation, the veterans could only spread out to the left and right, dividing into the two wings of the teenagers to look for opportunities.

Unexpectedly, as the array of veterans spread out, the teenagers suddenly rushed forward.

In an instant, several veterans in front of the juvenile array were overwhelmed by the surprise attack of the juveniles.

While the teenagers were assaulting, the whole formation changed rapidly.

In an instant, the two wings had contracted and changed formations.

The veterans scattered to both flanks were still faced with a tight array of spears, which made them completely helpless.

The defeat of the veterans is assured.

When the veterans dispersed, Zhang Yunyi knew that the veterans had lost.

Fight the whole with an individual, and it's strange not to lose.

You must know that the queue changes of the teenagers have long been practiced in their bones.

The veterans didn't know that Shinking's strict requirements for the teenagers were so strict that when they acted, they had to "go in two, and three in a row." ”

This kind of perverted strictness makes the teenagers train the queue all the time. Their queues have completely become a habit.

This habit is reflected in the field, that is, the speed of the gathering and dispersion of the overall queue of teenagers far exceeds the estimation of the veterans.

The veterans wanted to open the queue of the teenagers, but they were broken by the teenagers who changed the formation quickly, and they didn't lose at all.

Looking at the steady queue of teenagers on the field, Zhang Yunyi's heart was full of passion.

"This formation! This kind of queue! This kind of well-trained soldier is the elite heavy armor of the Houjin Tartar, and it is not without the strength to fight. ”

calmed down a little, thinking of the situation when the Tartars rushed into battle, Zhang Yunyi shook his head.

"No, I can't. This kind of dense formation, I'm afraid that before I meet the elite heavy armor of Houjin, I will be killed and injured under the arrow rain of Houjin archers, right? ”

"Hell, how could I want these kids to fight the Golden Tartars? Crazy, right? Zhang Yunyi shook his head, a little frustrated.

After this defeat, the veterans no longer had unconvinced expressions, but instead had shocked and disbelieving on their faces.

What's going on?

Although the ratio is 1 to 2, they are elite?

On the battlefield in the past, they were charged 1 to 3 in the face of ordinary soldiers.

As if they had just formed a tight battle formation, they were confident that they would break down a team of hundreds.

Although the drill is different from the real fight, it is still incredible to lose so much without fighting back.

Zhu Youzhen was also excited in his heart.

All the training of his cadet team is to move closer to the modern army.

It's just that all his training experience comes from books and film and television works from his previous life.

To be honest, he had never read a professional military book. His experience comes entirely from fiction and film and television productions.

Out of distrust of the various divine dramas in his previous life, he didn't dare to hope too much for his training.

This drill gave him a lot of confidence.

When the mood of the veterans recovered slightly, the field once again started a one-man fight.

Fighting alone, the veterans taught the teenagers a hard lesson.

In the unconvinced eyes of the teenagers, more than 10 veterans came on the field in turn.

Three against one, the best result of the teenagers, and only fought with the veterans to defeat both (this is still the skill of relying on one blow to defeat the enemy with bare hands, and lose all with the blade).

This huge gap in strength in individual soldiers, like a scoop of cold water poured on the head, made the teenagers' hot minds calm down.

With such a huge gap in individual soldiers, they won in a collective battle.

That's when the teenagers really realized the power of the collective.

The drill lasted a whole day, and all the teenagers, both old and new, took part in a whole confrontation.

Judging from the results of the exercise, on the collective queue, the teenagers can already leave the division.

But their personal martial arts skills cannot improve by leaps and bounds in the short term, and the rest can only be painstakingly honed year after year, day after day.

The veterans were so tired that they couldn't even lift their hands.

Their hearts were filled with complete shock.

They thought that the teenagers in the first game were the best trained in the field.

After one drill after another, they learned that all the teenagers in the field had this level. The black-clothed boy in the field was even slightly stronger than them.

By the end of the day, the veterans had already thrown their pride out of the clouds.

In front of such a training group in the Xinwang Mansion, how dare they be proud.

Zhu Youzhen, who was full of joy, had already thrown the depression brought by Ping Jiangbo out of the clouds.

The level of the teenagers exceeded his expectations a lot. Come to think of it, after some exercise, he should be able to support his dream.

After distributing black uniforms and bronze stars to the junior teenagers, Zhu Youzhen reorganized the teenagers.

It's time for the teenagers to go out and see the world.

The junior team, Zhu Youzhen split it.

A group led by Zheng Ping went to Yan Shenzhen to serve as a security guard, and used them as the backbone to train Yan Shenzhen's manor guards.

One group, led by Niu Jinxing (Niu Er), participated in the organization of refugees at the water conservancy site. It is necessary to initially train the refugees in a simple queue to improve their work efficiency.

The group with the smallest number stayed in the palace to train the new teenagers.

The Xinwang Mansion is quietly training the junior team that Zhu Youzhen has high hopes for. In the court, Gonggong Wei was preparing to launch a second round of offensive against the Donglin Party.

Yang Lian and other six gentlemen of the Donglin Party trusted the blessing of the king, saved a remnant life, and hid in the edict prison to survive.

But somehow, in the outside world, a copy of Yang Lian's blood book was boiling.

The penmanship, handwriting, and tone of this blood calligraphy are very similar to Yang Lian. In a short period of time, it spread all over the capital and quickly spread to the world.

"What does Jinyiwei eat?" Hearing the news, Wei Zhongxian was almost mad.

The Donglin Party will not let him live in peace for a moment, and he can make a moth anytime and anywhere.

The more Wei Zhongxian thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Yang Lianren is still in prison, and he can still write blood letters to scold miscellaneous families when he is half-disabled. Kill him with miscellaneous ideas! Wei Zhongxian shouted.