Chapter 125: It's just some immature training methods
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General Zhao Bing, Lord Xu, Governor Chen, and the officials who came with him were all stupid, and Lord Xu naturally knew that the hundred-man team was all trained by Hua Shen himself, but he didn't know that Hua Shen himself still had such terrible strength, and even the most elite soldiers in the army over there who held out to the end were beaten down by him with three punches and two feet, which really surprised him.
And Mr. Zhao was even more surprised as if he had seen a ghost, and kept asking Lord Xu:
"Lord Xu, the hundred-man team brought by Brother Hua was really practiced by himself? Is this really true? ”
After listening to Mr. Zhao's question, Lord Xu replied with great certainty:
"Chief Zhao Bing, this matter is what I have seen with my own eyes, there must be no falsehood, and who have you seen in the training method of that hundred-man team in my Ming army? It's just this Hua Shen, this son, not to be underestimated, he has shocked me too much. ”
"This... Brother Hua is so young, but he has such a handsome talent, which is really impressive. ”
"He is not only a general...
After listening to what Mr. Zhao said, Lord Xu added in a low voice with emotion.
Hua Shen was in the school field under the stage at this time, and naturally he didn't know what the two adults Xu and Zhao on the stage said about him, he just glanced at the border soldiers on the school field who had all been put down, and then said:
"You are the soldiers of the border army guarding here, the elite division of my Ming Dynasty, the division of a hundred battles, but do you know the identity of this hundred-man team that brought you down today?"
At this moment, there were only a few dozen people left in the border army who could still stand on the school ground, and the rest of them all fell to the ground, but after listening to what he said, they also looked at each other, and then they all looked at him again.
Seeing this, Hua Shen didn't talk nonsense, and said directly:
"This hundred-man team is just a militia in my Jinling City!"
As soon as he said this, not only those border soldiers blew up their nests, but even those officials on the stage, large and small, also blew up their nests, militiamen! Oh my God, what kind of militia is that? What kind of militia can be trained to torture these elite divisions of the border army into such a state? If this hundred-man team is a militia, then does my Ming Dynasty still have an army that can be called an elite division?
Everyone present was shocked, only Lord Xu glanced at Hua Shen with a meaningful gaze, he had long felt that Hua Shen's so-called 100-person militia organized by the homeless people was strange, and now it seems that the origin of his 100-person team is really a little strange, but at the beginning he felt that there was no harm in the number of 100 people, so he didn't ask too much and investigate, it seems that after this matter, he still has to talk to this kid to understand the truth.
Let's not mention Lord Xu's careful thinking for the time being, and say that those border soldiers can stand it when they hear that the team that tortured them so miserably is actually a militia? Do you want the face of the elite of the army here? At that moment, he couldn't care about how weak and uncomfortable his body was, so he stood up one after another, and it took half a day of hard work to arrange a neat line.
Seeing this, Hua Shen nodded with satisfaction, and continued:
"Very good, knowing honor and disgrace, knowing shame, worthy of being the elite division of a hundred battles in my Ming border army, from today, in the future for a period of time, I and my team of 100 people will eat, live together, and practice together with all the soldiers in this military camp, until you are also trained to be like this hundred militia."
"Now it's almost noon, the soldiers will be disbanded, and they will gather after lunch, and then officially start the afternoon training and disband!"
Hua Shen's order to disband, the border soldiers on the opposite side suddenly supported each other in groups of three or five to their respective barracks, this morning, Hua Shen really trained them enough, it was really a bit of a life-threatening feeling.
And Hua Shen's team of 100 people, under the leadership of Lu Dayou, trotted towards the barracks temporarily arranged for them by General Zhao with a neat queue and pace, and saw that those border soldiers were blushing, thinking that they were fighting against the Mongol Tatars like wolves when they were guarding the town here, but they didn't want to be compared to a militia so embarrassingly in this morning's time, and this heart inevitably gave birth to a sense of unconvincing energy.
As for Hua Shen, after disbanding those soldiers, he returned to the point of generals, bowed his hand to Lord Xu, General Zhao and other officials, large and small, and said with a smile:
"Youlao adults have been waiting here for a long time, it looks boring, right?"
Lord Xu glared at him and didn't speak, but Mr. Zhao said directly:
"Brother Hua, I didn't see it in vain this morning, your hundred-man team really trained by you?"
"It's just some immature military training methods, but it makes Brother Zhao, a perennial leader who leads troops to fight, laugh."
Hua Shen scratched his head casually, it was a bit of a big knife in front of Guan Gong, in fact, he was not modest, after all, he was only a marketing person in his later life, and he had never been a soldier, and he was not completely clear about the complete military training system in later generations, so he said that it was just some immature military training methods, but it could not be more true.
But Zhao Zongbing didn't think so, the spirit of his team of 100 people, the style of ordering and prohibiting, and the physical fitness of the overall soldiers were all really there, so he couldn't help but say that he was immature and immature, after all, facts speak louder than words.
"Brother Hua, it's not right for you to say that, and you don't even put us in your eyes, if you say that your training method is still immature, then don't talk about me, even in my Ming Dynasty, I'm afraid no one dares to say who has a mature training method."
"Brother Zhao, you can kill the little brother if you say that, the little brother is really ashamed, he is ashamed, he is ashamed...
Hua Shen shook his head again and again and denied it, he knew his own family affairs, if he dared to pretend to be a big clove of garlic in front of others, but he really didn't dare in front of this general who led troops to fight the Mongolian Tatars all the year round, after all, people have been on the battlefield and killed people with real knives and guns, and he Hua Shen, at most, has killed a masked Mingjiao when he was alone or sneak attacked, and he is not on an order of magnitude at all...
"Yes, Brother Hua, don't be humble with me here, anyway, you will continue to train my soldiers here in the afternoon, and I will naturally understand if I continue to watch from the sidelines, now you and I should go and eat with the adults."
After speaking, Mr. Zhao directly pulled Hua Shen towards the most famous restaurant in Guangning City, looking at the posture, it seemed that he still wanted to have a good drink with him, Brother Hua, and I didn't know if it would affect the afternoon training.