"What's going on with the Gongliang family?" Sang Nan diverted the subject.

"The Gongliang family is a family of power and conspiracy, and there will be a person with a talent who defies the sky in all dynasties, and Gongliang Yin, the first strategist under Emperor Kaxia, came from the Gongliang family."

"Oh?" Sannan's gaze became a little eager.

"Most of the people of the Gongliang family are not good at force, which also leads to their weakest strength among the four major families, but including the Jin family, no one dares to underestimate them! Because everyone knows in their hearts that if the Gongliang family takes refuge in any of the four major families, it will be a mortal threat to the other two! ”

"Is it so powerful?" Sang Nan looked suspicious: "Do you mean to let me go and cooperate with that person with unintelligent intelligence?" ”

"That's right!"

"Who is he?" Sang Nan's eyes froze.

"His name is Gong Liangyu!" Wang Man's tone was light, but Sang Nan always felt that he was a little unnatural.

"Gong Liangyu?" Sannan repeatedly.

"What kind of man is he?" He was curious in his heart, if Ji Tieyi provided military support, then what means would Gong Liangyu have?

"He's a sinister, cunning, vile and shameless villain!" Wang Man's tone was very calm, but Sang Nan could feel the raging anger under the calm.

"If you two get together, it's—"

"Embarrassed? Or does it smell the same? Sang Nan blinked, amused in his heart.

"That's probably it-ahem, I can't say that!" Wang Man came back to his senses, his face alternating blue and red.

"I see, he's a strategist, isn't he?" Sang Nan smiled and nodded slightly.

"He's worthy to be called a counselor? A brazen villain! Wang Man's emotions seemed very excited, his delicate face was flushed, and he was dancing with his teeth and claws, like a street shrew.

Seeing his appearance, Sang Nan looked slightly stunned, vaguely guessed something in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became a little strange.

"I have some personal vendetta with him!" After a while, Wang Man calmed down.

"But if you want to control the major forces of the Northern Demon Plain, and even realize your future strategic intentions, you can't do without this person! Because he is not only the symbol of the new generation of the Gongliang family, but also the only tactical commander of the Great Army level on the Northern Demon Plain! ”

"What!" Sang Nan's eyes lit up and he stood up, no one knew better than him the status and value of the Grand Army-level tactical command.

You know, tactical command is also hierarchical, usually divided into primary, middle, and high levels, the primary tactical command is also called the brigade and regiment level, the command force is 1,000 people, the intermediate tactical command is also called the division and regiment level, the command force is 5,000 people, the senior tactical command is also called the corps level, the command force is 25,000 people, and the corps level is further up, that is, the large army level, also known as the marshal level, the marshal level has no upper limit, because the command power of each marshal level is not the same, as far as Sang Nan knows, in the history of the Kasha War, There have been genius commanders with a ruling power of 200,000.

The tactical command of the Great Legion is a strategic force for any national force, and it is also one of the few in the entire Moya Continent, at least there is no such talent in the clan. In order to become a tactical commander at the regimental level, it is necessary not only to have profound tactical literacy, an astonishing sense of war, and a brilliant ability to analyze the situation, but more importantly, to have an innate command talent.

Among the generals under Sang Nan, only Wang Che has reached the level of intermediate tactical command, and the five Sang Yun are still in the growth period, if Gong Liangyu can be included in the account, it will indeed be a huge help for Sang Nan.

"If this man is used by me - no, he must be mine!" Sang Nan's eyes were cold, like a hungry wolf seeing meat.

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After ending the conversation with Sang Nan, Wang Man was still uneasy, he came to the training camp alone, stood silently aside, and observed the training of the barbarian camp.

It's a standard training pitch with a long track around the perimeter, with a separate training area in the middle. There are many people who are participating in the training camp, including some members of the Frost Regiment and the Wild Fox Regiment.

According to the ordinary standards of the training camp, 500 barbarian battalion soldiers need to complete a long-distance run of 10,000 meters within the specified time.

But the members of the barbarian camp who were running on the field were all sweating, their faces were pale, and their legs seemed to be filled with lead.

Spindle Valley Endurance Training Program, Weight-Bearing Long Run!

Five hundred barbarian warriors, each with a backpack behind him, which contained a hundred pounds of ice.

Lu Yuan's physical strength is excellent, but now every step he takes, it becomes extremely difficult, those with a slightly worse physique, the speed is like a snail crawling.

He's already run twenty laps and has five laps left!

Poof! Someone fell, but no matter how hard he struggled, he never got up. Someone next to him stopped and tried to help him up, but after several attempts, both of them fell to the ground from exhaustion.

The road passed the two fallen people, but he did not stop, but continued to run forward step by step.

Because the third physical limit is coming again!

The two limits that appeared before were all passed by him, but if he stopped at this moment, I am afraid that he would no longer have the strength to run.

The other members are just that, they are the leaders of the barbarian battalion, even if they are the only ones left, they must not fail and give up!

How can a famous barbarian camp make a fool of himself here?

Poof! Poof! More and more people are falling!

The instructors on the field, with no emotion in their eyes, let the soldiers fall to the ground, groaning in pain.

Some of the horse thief captives who were resting on the sidelines looked at the barbarian soldiers on the field, and they also had different expressions and discussions.

"Where did these people come from? The physical strength is poor enough! ”

"Listen to them themselves, it seems to be a barbarian camp!"

"Barbarian battalion? The barbarian camp is the overlord of the Northern Demon Plains, so it won't be so weak, right? ”

"Come on! Didn't you cry all day long when you first came, but now you know how to laugh at others! ”

"Let's go, let's train! Strive to pass the assessment as soon as possible! ”

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Listening to the surrounding discussions, looking at the barbarian camp brothers who were turning on their backs, Wang Man's heart was a little uncomfortable.

The Brute Camp will not be worse than anyone!

He silently walked to the sideline, picked up a backpack, and slowly walked to the runway.

In the last two laps, there were still five people on the field, and Lu Nahara was still running!

The ice cubes in the backpack were melted by the body temperature, and little by little they penetrated the backpack and the outer garment.

Hiss! The biting cold made Lu Zhongyuan, who was dizzy, suddenly smart, and suddenly sobered up a little, but the swelling pain in his legs and the tingling in his lungs instantly became more intense.

The pain made his breath disordered, his breathing was miserable, his gait was staggering, he was shaking, and his heart was slowly sinking.

There was a sudden sharp pain in the calf.

Damn, it's cramping!

In an instant, the mental defense line was breached, and a strong feeling of fatigue hit like a tide, and the eyelids became extremely heavy.

Lu Zhongyuan gritted his teeth and roared loudly in his heart:

Don't fall!

Blood oozed from the gums, but the eyelids were as heavy as a mountain!

Is it finally going to fail? My heart is full of unwillingness!

Suddenly

He felt a lightness on his body, and then a cold and feminine voice came from his ears:

Backpack for me!

Backpack for me!

…………

I don't know when it started, everyone in the training ground stopped training, and stared at the tall and thin figure in the field in horror!

I've got six backpacks on my back!

Race around the field at a constant speed!

Where did the cattle come from? More fierce than the Norsan Commander!

The instructor's expressionless wooden face was also a little moved at the moment.

"Boss!" Looking at the mist-filled figure, Lu Zhongyuan's eyes were moist, and he muttered to himself, the six backpacks on Wang Man's body were like a hill pressing on his heart.

After finishing training, he began to move his legs with difficulty and returned to the track......

"Boss!" A warrior of the barbarian battalion, who had been on the ground for a long time, suddenly had red eyes, stood up, and joined the running.

"Boss!" The second brute battalion warrior who fell to the ground stood up.

Top dog......

One figure after another moved along the runway, running, walking, or crawling......

On this day, sixty percent of the barbarian battalion soldiers completed the first training, and even they themselves felt incredible about this result!

Wang Man's coat was already soaked, even if he was born with divine power and ran 10,000 meters with 600 catties of ice, it didn't feel easy!

However, he proved to everyone present the strength of the barbarian camp with his actions! The fearlessness of the barbarian camp is not to be insulted!

Looking at the embarrassed but admiring faces hugging around him, Wang Man was suddenly moved by himself!

I seem to have made an extremely interesting choice!

"The result? It's really exciting! He squinted his eyes and looked up at the sun in the sky with his back hand, so temperamental and unfathomable.

"You are Wang Man?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Wang Man turned around slowly, and a face as bright as a begonia appeared in front of him.