After adding more than a dozen newcomers, Zhao Hong, the only team that can fight, is finally full. Since most of them were veterans, the ordinary soldiers in the entire formation belonged to the White Wave heavy infantry. The only iron-clad wooden spears and horse lances were equipped for the commander and the chief.

These non-commissioned officers equipped with long-pole weapons are indispensable to serve as the elite infantry of the white wave, and this elite infantry of the white wave has the taste of a primitive cadre regiment.

After the grouping was completed, Zhao Hong recalled the military training in his previous life.

In the era of cold weapons, the importance of formation is obvious. A good formation can be very effective in reducing the surface area of individual combat and contact with the enemy, so as to reduce casualties. Even in Zhao Hong's previous life, the widespread use of automatic weapons made it a joke to fight in a phalanx, but the queue is still an important training subject for the army as a good embodiment of the army's teamwork and organizational discipline. After recalling the queue exercises of that era, Zhao Hong first trained his five commanders and military advisers. He instilled in the few non-commissioned officers the few non-commissioned officers in accordance with the cadets of military training and Roman tactics in school, and then began to train them. These non-commissioned officers will then serve as seeds to train their respective non-commissioned officers.

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Early morning more than a month later.

The lunar month is the coldest season of the year. The weather was overcast, and the sky was full of thick, low, grayish-yellow cloudy clouds. The cold wind blowing from the northwest howled and ran ragingly across the wilderness. The cold wind seems to hold a sharp sword, which can pierce the tight leather jacket,

At this time, in the field of Longfenggou, the bare trees, like bald old men, could not withstand the attack of the northwest wind, swaying in the cold wind, not to mention the faces of people exposed to the outside, they were slashed by it again and again, and the pain was unbearable.

At this moment, outside the wall on the west side of Longfenggou, more than 50 heavily armed warriors stood proudly in the cold wind of the early morning. I saw each of them wearing a fur hat with a pointed or a round top, and a thick strip of cloth wrapped around their faces. Most of them wore dark brown leather armor, and a few of them wore black armor like flowers in the brown, distinguishing the chief from the soldiers. The soldiers carried heavy door panels and two one-meter-long javelins on their backs, and short swords hung from their waists, revealing only the wooden hilts of their swords. No one was making noise, no one was moving, they just stood quietly against the wind, there was no sound, only the north wind was whistling and roaring.

Many of these warriors are not strong, and some even look a little yellow and thin, but they are like tall pines, becoming warriors fighting the wind and snow in the coldest moment of winter. A one-foot-tall yellow flag was also waving in the wind with the cold wind, and the blood stains on the flagpole seemed to tell the long history of the flagpole. On the left side of the queue, five chiefs with javelins on their backs stood at the end of the queue with cavalry lances in their hands. All the warriors at this moment are staring at the wall, which is not too tall.

At this time, Zhao Hong, who was on the wall, glanced at the soldiers under him with his eyes, and the hard work of more than a month was finally not in vain. Thinking of this, he smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and then he retracted his smile and returned to a serious expression, and he shouted at the soldiers standing under the wall.

"Count!"

"One, two, three, four......" Each of the white wave heavy infantry infantry replied loudly and turned their heads in the direction of the transmission.

“…… Six-four, six-five. Report! It should have been sixty-five, but it was sixty-five. Cao Peng, who was holding a horse lance in his left hand, raised his right arm obliquely, and his whole arm was straight to the fingers, and he saluted Zhao Hong on the wall of the wall with a German-style military salute, and then he reported loudly with a solemn face.

"Turn backwards------

"Whoa, whoa" accompanied by the sound of armor, everyone violently rotated their bodies on the toe of their left foot and the heel of their right foot, and the whole team made a neat 180-degree turn, facing west.

Then Zhao Hong's right arm pushed forward hard, and with his body leaning forward slightly, he used all his strength to shout at the queue of sixty people under the wall.

"Let's go!"

With this command, the six ranks of the heavily armed Baibo hoplites stretched out one after another, changing from the neat queue just now to a narrow marching formation.

The team flag in the team also moved, slowly moving in the northwest direction, facing the strong wind in the northwest direction, on the long apricot yellow flag, "Baibo-Qiantun-Right Team" several large Lishu fonts continued to twist their bodies with the cold wind, as if a huge python was swallowing its own terrifying long letter.

Zhao Hong also walked down from the walled wall, and as he walked out, more than 30 tightly wrapped people also walked out of the walled gate, they either used a flat pole to pick up, or used a cart to push, they carried bows and arrows, wooden spears, tents, iron pots and other baggage out of Longfeng Ditch. The auxiliary men who carried them on their shoulders soon followed the marching procession. The wind quickly wiped out their tracks, and their shadows were obscured by trees and mounds, and as their figures grew smaller, the group of nearly a hundred men soon disappeared into the dirt road to the southwest。。。。。。

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Everyone in the world likes to live and die, although strictly speaking this is a kind of appearance, but this layman is no exception. If there is really any inevitability in life, then death is the inevitability of life, and it is also the lingering fate of any life, the fate that can be escaped is not the real fate, and the real fate makes us inescapable, who can live forever? Qin Shi Huang's lifelong quest to unify the Six Kingdoms ended up being just a joke, just like his short-lived Qin dynasty. The so-called six realms of reincarnation may not exist beyond the scope of human understanding, perhaps before this life, we have lived countless lives in the six realms of reincarnation, but no one remembers.