Chapter 63: How to Train Elite Soldiers?

"Are they really that stupid to stand all morning? You see, aren't they really standing on a stake? ”

In the garden of Liu's house in the south of Dengzhou City, Liu Zhongwen asked the servant Liu Bao in front of him again about this sentence.

After leading the Liao people back yesterday, he gave Liu Bao a task and asked him to secretly go to Wanzikou Village to see how Chu Fan practiced.

"Little master, it's really not a stake, one by one is just standing stupidly." Liu Bao hid the tiredness on his face and confirmed it again - no matter who it was, after watching the boring military posture in the morning, he would be sleepy-eyed.

After waving his hand to let Liu Bao go down, Liu Zhongwen unconsciously paced up with his teeth.

He found that he couldn't understand more and more that Xiao Fu'er was so small that he could train into an elite soldier by standing stupidly? Joke!

If it is so easy to train soldiers, then this general is too easy to be!

Although Liu Zhongwen said that his limbs were developed and his mind was simple, after all, he was still familiar with a large number of military books, and he found a rule, that is, since ancient times, a famous general, good military training is the key.

Whether it is Qi Shaobao or Li Taifu of the Dynasty (crab note: Qi Shaobao is Qi Jiguang, Li Taifu is Li Chengliang), or Yue Wumu and Han Qi King of the Song Dynasty, and even Zhuge Kongming and Zhao Hao in the future, including the soldier saint Sun Wu, the elite soldiers under his command are all trained by themselves.

As for what to do to train elite soldiers, his father didn't have less ventilation when he drank too much, and he had to feed the silver first, this Liu Zhongwen didn't have to worry about it, naturally Chu Fan had silver.

The second is to mingle with the soldiers, and only when you get together, the soldiers treat you as their own, and they will obey your orders.

As soon as he came back yesterday, Liu Zhongwen asked the cook at home to cook a large table of dishes, moved out a few large jars of wine, and drank happily with these eighteen Liao people to the third watch day - for the dream of a famous general in his heart, Liu Ergongzi is also quite hard.

He thought that he had already made friends with these people, so when he began to teach these people the basic movements of boiling their muscles and bones this morning, he felt that it was very smooth, and he obediently learned his posture one by one to lift stone locks, bouldering balls, and stretch his hands and feet, his face was full of curiosity, and he was chattering.

Liu Ergongzi felt very satisfied, being a soldier, in addition to the prohibition of the order, is not to have a good body, if there are some martial arts, then it can be regarded as elite soldiers - this is how his father's family practiced.

“…… Don't just push with your hands, you have to use waist strength, waist strength understands? Walking in the crowd, Liu Zhongwen corrected everyone's movements from time to time, "No, you take a closer look at my movements, and notice no, how is my waist hard?" …… Come on, you try again. ”

After taking a turn in the crowd, Liu Zhongwen watched everyone practice in full swing with a smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking that after practicing for another two or three days, it was time to teach everyone to give orders.

The more he thought about it, the more beautiful he became, and muttered in his heart, Xiaofu'er, you just wait to admit defeat!

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The rough board room is full of gaps between the wooden planks on the walls, and the larger ones can reach into their fists. Although I found a lot of cloth strips and straw to plug in, there were too many gaps, and I could stuff them anywhere. The bitter cold wind blew through the cracks, whining, and the ghosts cried wolves.

It was cold, but it couldn't stop the warm atmosphere in the house.

Now it was the lunch break after lunch, and a group of tired Liao people were lying in a row on the thick straw floor wrapped in quilts, but their mouths were not idle, chattering and chattering.

“…… Widow Peng next to the Land Temple, those two ** are really big. Chen Laosan, who was leaning against the door, was picking his teeth with grassroots, and his eyes were shining as he recalled.

"Hey! Chen Laosan, are you on Widow Peng's bed? The old donkey Xie next to him turned his head to look at him with envy - this old donkey Xie is about thirty years old, and he is not a bad person, but his mouth is so stinky that people hate it.

"I want to!" Chen Laosan glared at him, "But the fucking Widow Peng has to do it!" Besides, you know my daughter-in-law, just a big vinegar jar, let alone going to other women's beds, just one more look can tear me up! ”

"Then how do you know that Widow Peng is ** big?" Old Donkey Xie asked disdainfully.

“…… Didn't I see her bathing by the river once? Chen Laosan said, his eyes were dilated again, as if he was reminiscing about peeking at the widow's bath.

"Coax!" There was a burst of laughter in the room, the big guys chirping and coaxing, some scolding and shameless, some threatening to denounce, and some people loudly exposed Chen Laosan's shortcomings, "San, I feel that I am really fucking guilty to live next to you...... Can you two fathers and mothers be a little quieter? You can hear the whole river of sand where the ghost cries wolf! ”

The coaxing became louder, and Doudou lay down beside the pillar, pulled the sleeve of the pillar and asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhuzi, what are they talking about?" "He's only fifteen years old, and he doesn't understand anything.

The pillar was three years older than him, and the shadow knew a little bit about it, so he replied to him with a sigh of teeth, "What about doing things...... Men and women...... What's that. ”

Doudou's eyes widened in confusion, "What's that?" ”

After all, the pillar is still a virgin who has no personnel, how can he say it clearly, and he was angry when he asked, "Why are you asking so much!" Sleep well, you have to practice stabbing in the afternoon! ”

The conversation between the two was heard clearly by Chu Fan, who was sleeping in the corner, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, looked up at the little brothers and said, "Doing things is to have sex with men and women, also called Xing * room, and there is also a saying called Zhou Gong's gift." ”

It's okay if he doesn't say it, the more he talks about the little brothers, the more confused they become, and in the end, Chu Fan had to smile and say, "When you have a daughter-in-law, it will be clear." ”

In the midst of everyone's laughter, Chu Fan wrapped the quilt on his body tightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became heavier and heavier.

Although it was only five or six days, this group of simple Liao people had already surprised him - they would no longer be beaten for an hour or two in the cold wind, and they could keep up with the five-kilometer cross-country run every morning.

What satisfies Chu Fan the most is that in the stabbing training, whether it is a row of stabs or a group of three back-to-back confrontations, they have already begun to look a little bit - this is the part that Chu Fan is most worried about, he knows that Liu Zhongwen will definitely put personal martial arts in the first place, if he can't win in this link, he will not be able to subdue this stubborn bull.

Because he is satisfied, Chu Fan basically doesn't have to fight these Liao people now, and the punishment for doing wrong things is the same as the PLA in his previous life - push-ups, frog jumping, running laps, including brushing the toilet.

The schedule is also completely copied from PLA, so the lunch break at noon has become the most relaxing time for everyone.

Their topics are generally vulgar, and Chu Fan is reluctant to mix, but he doesn't stop them.

Men, what can we talk about without talking about sex together?