Under the threat of Gong Jing, the Taishou Gong Jing and Zhang Fei, 50 people from each family in Pingling County were trained by Zhang Fei, and the number was about 700. www.biquge.info By the way, Zhang Fei picked out 1,500 civilian children from the county soldiers, and the remaining 3,000 people, except for more than 2,000 people in Zhang Fei's headquarters, including the Yellow Turban soldiers, and then selected another 1,000 people to form a partial division, a total of 5,200 people.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhang Fei asked Gong Jing to prepare training equipment, and the partial division of more than 5,000 people was divided into two parts, one was trained by Guan Yu to speed up the training progress.

As a county magistrate, Pingling County has a secondary school field that can accommodate 5,000 soldiers. At this time, in the East Gate school grounds, the barracks were lined with fish and scales. In front of the gate, a big banner with the word "Han" fluttering in the wind.

In the East Gate School Grounds, two small point generals stood on top of it, and Guan Yu and Zhang Fei stood respectively. Looking at the free and bustling county soldiers under the stage, Zhang Feihu's eyes opened and closed, his face was cold, and he raised his voice, "Liu Xuan, take them to run ten laps around the camp, and the time is a pillar of incense." After exceeding, those who have not finished the run will be fined three laps per person; Those who are passive and slack will be rewarded with fifteen military sticks each. ”

"Yes, Yamen-sama." Liu Xuan held his chest and back high.

Liu Xuan, one of the five hundred ironclad guards, is in charge of a team of one hundred people. Liu Xuan got the order, and without saying a word, he ran to the camp gate with his soldiers, and hundreds of Zhang Fei's headquarters behind him followed, followed by the soldiers of Pingling County and the Yellow Turban soldiers of Xinna.

In a short time, 5,000 soldiers in leather armor formed a long red shadow, and the sound of running steps was heard ticking.

On the stage of the East Gate School, Zhang Fei looked at the crowd of runners, and there was only a helplessness in his heart, and the time was too tight.

"Hurry up, hurry up," among the 5,000 soldiers, the rank commander, the commander, and the rank and file leader of the junior officers broke away from the brigade and danced on the sidelines.

"Hurry up, didn't you eat?" A chief with eyes like lightning, rushed in quickly, kicked behind a child of a family who was wearing fine leather armor and slack, and kicked him staggering.

"What are you doing?" The eyes of the children of the family who stabilized their bodies shot a vicious gaze.

"Run, who dares to stop, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite." Shi Chang stared at a pair of big copper bell eyes and a long face.

"Sun Ming," a soft shout rushed past the handsome young man.

"Okay, okay, I remember you," Sun Ming laughed angrily, but now he didn't dare to make a move, otherwise Zhang Fei on the Dianjiang platform would not show mercy to them, and maybe kick out the fifty guards they sent.

"Run," Shi Chang sneered, as Zhang Fei's subordinate, if he was afraid, he would not have jumped from a small soldier to Shi Chang's position within a month.

Three laps, four laps...... Seven laps, eight laps, lap after lap, the soldiers of the East Gate School Yard slowed down their pace one by one, as if walking fast, and worked hard to move towards the tenth lap.

"Damn, what the hell is this tooth keeper doing, he has to run ten laps, I'm tired to death!" A young man with a pale face and a little vague footsteps as he ran panted like a bull.

"Alas! I knew I shouldn't have promised my father! Come and suffer in vain. Someone next to the triangular-eyed young man answered.

The triangular-eyed young man turned his head sideways and said as he ran, "Li Ling, let's go, this bird training, Lao Tzu can't stand it." ”

Li Ling glanced at the triangular-eyed young man, his eyes flashed, "Let's go, go and call the rest of the people by the way." ”

"Good," the triangular-eyed youth grinned.

"You, you, you, and you, each with a penalty of three laps," a strong man with the appearance of a tun commander pointed to the triangular-eyed young man and a group of slaves sent by the family, as well as the soldiers who had been collected by the Yellow Turban.

"Penalties? A young man of more than seven feet, with gloomy eyes and a rebellious look on his face, squinted at the tun chief, "If he says that the punishment will be increased?" Why? The young man paused, and when he saw that there were several children of the family gathered around him, his eyes became more and more arrogant, "Hmph, if it weren't for my father's money and food, he would still be able to give orders here." ”

"Okay, you guys?" The tun chief grinned, his eyes showed bloodthirsty, and with a wave of his big hand, several soldiers in fine leather armor rushed over behind him, and the tun chief said with a chill, "Each person will be beaten with fifteen military sticks, and those who refuse to accept will be thrown out of the barracks." ”

"Whoa." Several burly soldiers hung their swords at their waists, took a few steps forward, and stretched out their large calloused hands.

"Hmph, which of you dares to touch me." A young man's eyes widened as if he wanted to eat someone. However, those big men didn't eat this at all, and in pairs, they tied their hands behind their backs and let them struggle.

"Let go, let go of me!" Several young men shouted with their hands tied and their heads raised.

"Fight," a sneer appeared on the commander's rugged face, and he said secretly, "Just wait for you to be dissatisfied, otherwise how can I expel you." ”

Several soldiers pressed several of the troublemakers to the ground, and more than a dozen of them were holding fist-thick military sticks, their faces were cold, and they were not good talkers at first glance.

"You'd better think clearly, otherwise my Li family's anger won't be able to bear it," Li Ling panicked in his heart, but still threatened the tun chief with a calm face.

"Fool," several handsome young men looked at Li Ling and the others, shook their heads imperceptibly, and said with cold disdain.

"It's a bit stupid, otherwise how could you challenge Zhang Fei's prestige?" A young man with a white face like jade said with thin lips.

"Sun Ming, don't mess around, Uncle Sun has spent a lot of money and food," a son of a family who was good friends with the Sun family warned.

"Hmph, I naturally won't offend Zhang Fei," Sun Ming said with a bad look, a trace of coldness in his eyes, "A little chief dares to scold me!" ”

"It's a long time coming," a young man patted Sun Ming on the shoulder, a meaningful look in his eyes.

At this time, the skirts of the young man and several other children of the family were lifted, revealing a dazzling white and tender buttocks.

"It's really white," Tun Chang sighed, his eyes cold and fierce, "hit." ”

In the midst of a sneer, a burly soldier held his military stick aloft.

"Bang," the stick struck Bai Huahua's buttocks, followed by a pig-killing howl and curses and harsh words.

"Bang, bang, bang," the left and right sergeants hit one by one with a stick, with a very rhythmic feeling, about thirty breaths of kung fu, fifteen military sticks were finished, only the wailing children of the family were left, red and swollen buttocks.

"Knock knock," a sound of bells and drums sounded in the East Gate schoolyard, and the chief looked at Guan Yu and Zhang Fei on the stage, and his face turned grim, "Return to the team." ”

"Knock knock," a chaotic running sound, under the stage, there were many people. On the platform, Zhang Fei looked at the incense burning on the side, and shook his head with eyes without a trace of emotion looking down at the recruits who had not yet finished the team.

About a quarter and a half of an hour later, the scattered soldiers were arranged in correspondence, as if they were soldiers.

"The heads of the various departments are out of the ranks," Zhang Fei said with a stern face.

Under the platform, more than 100 tun chiefs promoted by the original Zhang Fei stood in front of the two hundred or so phalanxes under their respective commands, waiting for Zhang Fei's next reprimand.

On the platform, Zhang Fei, who was wearing armor, walked back and forth on the stage with his hands behind his back, his eyes scanning the more than 100 tun chiefs below, "No matter what method you use, two hours, pull the queue out for me, otherwise, each person will have fifteen military sticks."

"Oh", a famous tun chief only feels that Yali Mountain is big, and his shoulders are heavy, it seems that Zhang Fei is ruthless!

"Let's go!" With a roar, more than 100 tun chiefs with their own teams roared like thunder, moving out of the queue where Zhang Fei had trained them.

Zhang Fei arranged things and jumped off the platform, walked along the school field with his hands behind his back, and stared at the training of his commander.

"Come, turn around at my slogan," said a burly sergeant with a yellowish complexion.

The irregular slogan of "Left, Right, Left, Left, Front, Right......" made the soldiers of the entire phalanx confused for a while, divided into several parts, therefore, the pale yellow face was immediately pulled down, and he scolded mercilessly.

"You get out of the ranks," said a lieutenant commander, pointing to a soldier who had taken the wrong step.

At that moment, the soldier stepped out stubbornly, and the commander pointed at him and said, "Left, right, back, front, left, left, front...... The password is getting faster and faster, which makes people dizzy.

In the process of Zhang Fei's inspection, time passed slowly. During this period, Zhang Fei found a few good seedlings, and reacted quickly and meticulously under the commander's command. Of course, there are also county soldiers who complain that they are perfunctory during training and have no energy. Under Zhang Fei's eyes, the tun commander stepped up his efforts and trained those perfunctory soldiers fiercely, making them miserable.

"You, come out," a tun chief grimaced with a dark face and undisguised anger in his eyes. As far as the tun chief could reach, it was a square team where the triangular-eyed youth was.

"What's the matter, you want to hit me?" The triangular-eyed youth squinted at the tun commander with a playful smile on his face.

"Say what you just said again," Zhao Zhu, the head of the tun with anger on his face, said word by word.

"Okay!" The triangular-eyed young man sneered, can't someone scold him still satisfy him? "A yellow-haired child who doesn't have any hair is bluffing."

"Looking for death", Zhao Zhu clenched his fists, and there was a trace of monstrous anger in his eyes.

"Looking for death, haha, I'm so scared!" The triangular-eyed young man patted his chest and sneered, "A yellow-haired boy dares to speak wildly, training elites, I really don't know how to write dead words." ”

"Joke," Zhao Zhu looked coldly at the triangular-eyed youth, "If it weren't for my family, Pingling County would have been attacked by the Yellow Turban, how could you be so arrogant here, and dare to insult an adult here." ”

"Looking for death," anger flashed in the eyes of the triangular-eyed youth, and the danger of Pingling County was solved by a person younger than himself, which originally made him jealous; Then, his father actually let him take fifty house slaves to train with Zhang Fei and let him whip him, which made him even more dissatisfied. The triangular-eyed young man clenched his hands into fists, and pounced on Zhao Zhu with a sound of wind.

"Hmph", Zhao Zhu did not retreat but advanced, took a step, and his hand was punched.

"Bang", two fists hit one place with a strong wind.