He Qimou was disdainful of fifty recruits, he didn't understand, why did the monk king give them such a high "treatment", just fifty recruits, he could take fifty people casually, and he could take them down! You have to send a hundred of them! It's really a knife to kill chickens!

It is said that it is an exercise, in fact, it is also very simple, Monk Lingqin does not think that fifty recruits can have anything outstanding, it is just to test their combat strength, one hundred people, all holding wooden sticks, fifty people are also holding wooden sticks, stained with white ash, as long as the vital parts are concentrated by the opponent, leaving white spots, then they must withdraw from the battle; As long as there are five white dots on the body, no matter what part it is, it must be launched into battle, and the final victory will be determined by the number of survivors.

It's just a very boring competition, and Monk Greenqin doesn't think that in the era when muskets began to run rampant, how useful such an act is, but even if it is such an act, it can still find clues from it, especially a veteran general like Monk Greenqin, who can see the morale of the soldiers, the coordination and cooperation of the soldiers, the courage of the soldiers, and the command ability of the generals.

However, how can a veteran like Qimou suppress the formation, at least, at the level of the commander, his own side has an advantage, and a child with a big fart can compete with the general?

The competition between the two sides was on a small mound, with Chen Hai in charge of defense and He Qimou in charge of attacking.

The two sides finally started a contest.

As soon as he made a move, the Qing army learned the power of recruits!

One hundred Qing troops relied on the strength of the crowd and launched a charge directly towards the mound, and the momentum was quite terrifying.

On the opposite side, Chen Hai deployed all his fifty people, according to the teaching during the training, several people became a group, facing the charge of a hundred people, Chen Hai and the others did not have the slightest nervousness, in the North Fort, they often ravaged those veterans for half a month, and the veterans were cleaned up and obeyed, in the barracks, big fists are the last word.

Today it is also a veteran, but the veteran has been replaced by the monk's personal guard battalion, one hundred to fifty, the recruit is at a disadvantage, but it definitely does not mean that the recruit has no power to fight back!

As soon as the two sides came into contact, they entered the situation, and one by one the veterans began to rush into the ranks of the recruits with rich combat experience, waving wooden sticks, and disembarking on the recruits.

Under the command of Chen Hai, the recruits did not show weakness, and faced the veterans, strict discipline made the recruits do everything in an orderly manner, a group of several people, almost no one was left alone, in a short period of time, it formed a local advantage for the veterans, one-on-one, the recruits may not be stronger than the veterans too much, and the veterans also have a numerical advantage, but after all, the battle is not a group fight, it is to pay attention to cooperation, in the eyes of the recruits, the current veterans and the veterans of the North Fort, there is no difference, a group of rabble, There will be a hard impact, there is no other way! Except that they can fight a little more and be stronger than the veterans of the North Battery, there is nothing special about it!

With cooperation and coordination, one by one the veterans began to fall on the recruits' wooden sticks, the recruits are responsible for defense, some are responsible for attacking, and some are responsible for picking up leaks, the veterans have never been in contact with such a battle, they were caught off guard, and the lights were turned!

He Qimou in the back is a little anxious, specially, how can this work, this is just the beginning, there is no damage to the recruits, and more than a dozen people on his side have already withdrawn from the battle! A bunch of waste, if you lose, you won't lose your own dead!

He Qimou roared angrily: "****, a group of bastards, give Lao Tzu a little spirit, if you lose, Lao Tzu will punish you for a month!" ”

Hearing the roar of the leader, the total manager below was also anxious, he was specially picked out by the leader, if he lost face to the prince and the leader in front of the prince, there would be absolutely no good end!

Mr. Qian shouted and commanded the people to pounce and continue to attack!

The recruits did not mess up at all, still maintained the original combat state, coerced the veterans one by one, and then obediently withdrew from the battle!

It's tea time again, and more than a dozen people have withdrawn from the battle, if it goes on like this, it will definitely lose, more than 20 people have withdrawn from the battle on their side, and there are less than five people in the recruits who have withdrawn from the battle!

He Qimou gritted his teeth, he couldn't care so much, ****, victory matters, if he really loses, although the prince will not cut off his head, but he will not think about raising his head in the future!

He Qimou yelled at Mr. Qian: "Hebilu, change my playing style for me, and hit this recruit hard!" Hit them off guard! ”

Hebiru was taken aback and muttered, "Your Excellency, this is a drill ......."

He Qimou shouted: "****, I know it's acting, now everyone uses wooden sticks, and no one can die, even if it is one or two deaths, I can carry it!" Let me go! Casualties no matter what! ”

As the leader of Seng Lingqin's personal guard, He Qimou still has this self-confidence, although it is just acting, but how can there be no dead people in battle, if he dies, he will die, and he will not be able to be whipped.

Mr. Hebiru hurriedly agreed, and began to kill the recruits.

Chen Hai didn't expect He Qimou to still have such an eye in the back, the recruits were really a little caught off guard, and in a hurry, more than a dozen recruits were knocked to the ground by the veterans with wooden sticks, unable to get up.

Chen Hai was shocked, I said! The dog said, they dare to play yin!

These days, following Guo Ye's training, Chen Hai's progress has soared greatly, it has long been not what it used to be, bold and careful, seeing the veterans such bastards, he also made a ruthless heart, and roared: "Brothers, the other party is coming to Yin, give me a tough greeting, don't even let go of their leaders, all of them are put down by Lao Tzu!" It's just to look at the head, but also to look at Lao Tzu, greet me to death! ”

For more than a month, these people have already become brothers in life and death, close to each other, seeing more than a dozen brothers, they were really seriously injured by the other party, and their eyes began to burn, Chen Hai gave an order, and dozens of people began to be really ruthless!

In an instant, the direction of the wind on the field completely changed, and it was no longer a shout, but a bitter roar!

One by one, the veterans were beaten by the recruits, and they kept falling, and a drill turned into a group fight!

On the high platform behind, Monk Greenqin's face changed greatly, and now the gloomy one has wrung out the water, ******, He Qimou, this bastard, can't beat others, he just used such a trick to disappoint the old man's hard work!

Guo Ye didn't have any worries at all, he was very confident about the fifty recruits, even if he couldn't win a big victory, but there was still no problem in defeating the other party, but He Qimou had a crooked mind, which made Guo Ye look down on him very much, winning is winning, losing is losing, what's the matter, do you really think that Lao Tzu's recruits are all soft eggs?