At this time, on the way to the march, even the soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army were dry food and clear water, and the prisoners of war naturally did not think about white-flour steamed buns, but Li Zicheng promised them that once the grain arrived in Guangwu Mountain, the prisoners of war could eat white-flour steamed buns like the soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army.

After lunch, Li Zicheng had to train the prisoners of war, and the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven Army had important responsibilities, and they must be included in the category of the Mandate of War as soon as possible and serve for the Mandate of Heaven Army as soon as possible.

However, Guangwu Fort was too small to provide enough training ground for more than 1,000 prisoners of war, Li Zicheng divided the prisoners of war into two groups, led by Feng Minghuan and another thousand households named Liu Taiqing, Li Guo took Feng Minghuan's group to train in the fort, and Gao Yigong and Liu Taiqing's group slightly leveled a piece of land outside the fort, and then trained on the spot.

Whether it is Li Guo or Gao Yigong, they are all in accordance with the military discipline of the Mandate of Heaven, strictly training this group of prisoners of war, at the beginning, the prisoners of war were still as loose as they used to be in Taozhou Wei, if they were strictly trained, the daily consumption of food will increase, who would be stupid and their belly can't get by?

But Li Guo and Gao Yigong were accustomed to the training of the Heavenly Mandate Army, how could they take these prisoners of war in their eyes? First, some prisoners of war were given horsewhips, but seeing that they could not be deterred, Li Guo had no choice but to use his knife and kill two prisoners of war before he could suppress the prisoners of war.

Compared with Li Guo, Gao Yigong is a novice, but in front of Li Zicheng, how can he be willing to be left behind? After cutting off the head of a prisoner of war in public, the drill training party got on the right track and gradually entered the military discipline norms of the Mandate of Heaven.

Li Zicheng was ostensibly supervising the repair of the thatched huts by his own soldiers, but in fact he still focused more on these prisoners of war, and it was impossible for the Mandate of War Army to stay in Guangwu Mountain for a long time, and the prisoners of war must be adapted to the life of the Mandate of War as soon as possible.

In the evening, the craftsmen of Ningyuan County rushed to Guangwu Mountain from the waterway with the iron-making furnace, and Li Zicheng asked them to immediately inspect the iron ore, but he himself came to the training ground in the city and gathered all the prisoners of war, and he wanted to give a lecture in person.

After an afternoon of drills, the prisoners of war have been reborn, the previous stupidity has completely disappeared, and the only thing left on their faces after an afternoon of drills is fear and resentment.

Li Zicheng glanced at them, looked at the neat queue, but in his heart was a secret agent: Double happiness and one merit, he has already mastered the essentials of training, and this group of half-dead prisoners of war has been trained into flesh and blood strong men.

He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, you are newcomers to the Heavenly Mandate Army, so you must learn to adapt to the Heavenly Mandate Army, I know that today's training, everyone will be more tired, but the Heavenly Mandate Army is the Heavenly Mandate Army," Li Zicheng suddenly raised his voice an octave, "The Heavenly Mandate Army is a team with extremely strong combat effectiveness, and the Heavenly Mandate Army will not accept useless waste!" ”

The prisoners of war are even more angry, are we all waste? Could it be that there is not a single qualified soldier in the entire Taozhou Guard?

Li Zicheng looked at the changes on the faces of the prisoners of war, but he was happy in his heart, as long as it wasn't a group of extremely numb people, when they arrived at the camp of the Heavenly Mandate Army, I would have a way to make you become a Heavenly Mandate Army, at least an auxiliary soldier of the Heavenly Mandate Army!

"You can train according to the method of the Mandate of Heaven Army and learn the military discipline of the Mandate of Heaven Army, so that you can enjoy the treatment of the Mandate of Heaven Army-white-flour steamed buns," Li Zicheng still jumped on his face, "This is only the first step, when you are fully adapted to the training of the Mandate of Heaven Army, it is possible to become a member of the Mandate of Heaven Army, if you can't adapt to the military discipline of the Mandate of Heaven Army, I'm sorry, the Mandate of Heaven Army doesn't need you!" You are now prisoners of war, but the Mandate of Heaven Army did not treat you badly and gave you a chance, whether you can seize the opportunity and become a member of the Mandate of Heaven Army is completely up to you! ”

Looking at the solemn prisoners of war, Li Zicheng didn't care whether they understood it or not, and continued: "In addition to military discipline, do you know what is different between the Heavenly Mandate Army and other armies? ”

Different? What is different other than devilish discipline?

Killer Demon King! Many prisoners of war directly added the murder of Li Guo and Gao Yigong in the training ground to Li Zicheng's head, and what kind of governor there is, what kind of general there will be.

Knowing this, it would be better to die in Taozhou if you let it out, so as not to suffer from these nests!

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These are the inner words of the prisoners of war, in front of Li Zicheng, in front of the murderous soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven Army, how dare they say such words? Even Feng Minghuan, who was the most courageous, kept his mouth shut, lest he reveal what he thought in his heart.

Li Zicheng knew that they had resentment in their hearts, but they were all prisoners of war, who would care about the feelings of prisoners of war? Since you have lost the battle and are unqualified soldiers, what right do you have to speak? He swept the prisoners of war with a cold gaze and said, "The soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven are all masters, as soldiers, they will move forward bravely on the battlefield, and they will never retreat without a military order!" ”

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"At home, they are even more heroes who stand up to the sky, earn more money, food and property for their parents, wives and children, so that they can live a better life," Li Zicheng's face was like frost, and his eyes firmly suppressed the prisoners of war with a breathtaking momentum, "In a word, the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven are all masters everywhere, they are not afraid of hardship or tiredness, and they enjoy the top treatment among the soldiers!" ”

Can you still make a fortune as a soldier? The prisoners of war could not understand Li Zicheng's words in any case, if it were not for military service, who would have come to the barracks? I am half full every day, so can I take care of my family? Some of the brave and well-known soldiers have long since fled, and they are the only ones...... These poor big-headed soldiers will stay in the barracks stupidly.

Li Zicheng did not leave much time for the prisoners of war to think, and continued: "When you enter the barracks of the Mandate of Heaven Army, you have to look like a man, you are not afraid of hard work and dirty work, so that you will have a bright day, you don't understand if you say too much, you just need to know, do it according to the military law of the Mandate of Heaven Army, you will get enough white-flour steamed buns, from tonight, white-faced steamed buns are all you can eat, if anyone is punished for training tomorrow, I'm sorry, the next day can only starve, this is the iron law of the Mandate of Heaven, no one can change it!" ”

Although Li Zicheng said it harshly, the prisoners of war only understood the previous sentence - all-you-can-eat white-flour steamed buns, does the Heavenly Mandate Army really have so many white-flour steamed buns? Could it be that the Mandate of Heaven Army is richer than the imperial court?

However, you don't have to wait too long, you have already finished the exercise today, and you should have to eat soon, I don't know if the words of this Grand Governor are as effective as killing people in the training ground!

The firefighters had already prepared a meal, but this was only a temporary barracks, and the baggage troops did not accompany them, and there were only white flour steamed buns and green vegetables for dinner, not even salted fish.

The soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven Army, accustomed to the life of the barracks, lined up to receive food from the firefighters, but the prisoners of war came to the temporary dining room, smelling the wheat fragrance, as if they had been released from the eighteenth layer of hell.

Li Guo and Gao Yigong looked at the prisoners of war released from the prisons one by one, and immediately became furious, these prisoners of war, Li Zicheng temporarily handed them over for training, the prisoners of war did not look like them, that was their dereliction of duty.

Gao Yigong scolded at the prisoners of war, and Li Guo even pulled out his waist knife and threatened: "Whoever dares to cut in line, cut off his head immediately!" ”

The soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army also persuaded with a smile: "All of them, all of them, what are you fighting for?" Can others still eat your steamed buns? As long as he's not afraid to die! ”

The prisoners of war are angry, they have to have dinner, and they have to line up, why are there so many rules in the Mandate of Heaven Army?

Angry to angry, in front of the bright waist knife, they had to restrain their desire for steamed buns, the prisoners of war dragged their saliva, under the supervision of the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven, according to the appearance of the Mandate of Heaven Army in front of the firefighters lined up, but in their hearts they prayed silently: White-faced steamed buns must not be broken in front of themselves!

The prisoners of war who received the food, like cheetahs stealing food, found a territory of their own, and then buried their heads in eating, raising their eyes from time to time, lest others not have enough food, and snatched their share.

But they soon found that the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven were chatting and laughing with their acquaintances while eating, and they didn't care about the poor three steamed buns in their hands.

The prisoners of war at the back of the line were entangled, watching their companions swallow the fragrant steamed buns like hungry wolves, their stomachs became more and more hungry, they knew that they were going to line up, they should have rushed over earlier, and now they can only pray to the Buddha, the white-flour steamed buns are really like the big governor said, so that everyone can eat!

Time flies little by little, and the remaining steamed buns in the hands of the firefighters should be getting less and less, and the prisoners of war who have not received food are becoming more and more anxious, but the prisoners of war in front of them are always moving so slowly......

Unconsciously, all the soldiers and prisoners of war of the Mandate of Heaven received their share of food, but the firefighters still waited at their posts with a smile on their faces, without the slightest intention of leaving.

The prisoners of war were surprised to find that some soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven had already received food, but at this time they came to the front of the firefighters and received one or two steamed buns again.

Feng Minghuan's meal had already been eaten, and then he raised his head, and he also found such a strange thing, he glanced around, and found that Li Zicheng, Li Guo, and Gao Yigong were obviously there, but they did not stop the soldiers who received the steamed buns again, and his heart did not move.

He asked the soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army around him, only to know that the food distributed by the firefighters just now was only a basic amount, and if it was not enough, he could receive it again, but he could only receive steamed buns, and the green vegetables were limited in supply.

Feng Minghuan couldn't believe it, Rao was always bold, but at this time, he didn't dare to go to the firefighters, only a few dozen steps away, in his heart, it seemed to be separated by a moat, people were soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army, and his own people were just their prisoners of war!

However, he kept an eye on it, slowly approached his chief officer Li Guo, and whispered, "Your Excellency...... If...... If the brothers are not full, can they still receive a few more steamed buns like them? ”

"How many? Feng Minghuan, aren't you afraid to hold on? Li Guo smiled kindly and said: "If you don't have enough to eat, you can get it again, unlimited supply, but you can't waste it, if you spoil the white-flour steamed buns, be careful of military discipline!" ”

"No waste, no waste!" Feng Minghuan responded, already raising his legs and running towards the firefighters, shouting: "Brothers, if you haven't eaten enough, you can still get steamed buns!" ”

The prisoners of war have been hungry for a long time, only three steamed buns, and indeed many people are not full, but they are full, who knows if the steamed buns will be enough for the next meal? When they had found out earlier that the soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army had received the steamed buns again, they were about to move, and at this moment, when they heard Feng Minghuan's call, they immediately rushed to the firefighters and surrounded the firefighters.

The firefighters have always been distributed in turn, where have you ever seen such a formation? Hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No need to squeeze, no need to squeeze, it's all there!" ”

Li Guo and Gao Yigong saw that the situation was not right, they each stood up, drew their waist knives, and the soldiers shouted, and the prisoners of war already knew their strength, so they hurriedly left the firefighters and obediently lined up.