Zhao Fan watched the fight between the two at the front, and a complicated feeling surged in his heart, which made him very unhappy, as if something was tightly choking his neck, making him a little breathless.

"Poof!" The spear pierced the throat of the Hu man like a swimming dragon, and after a brief silence, a cheer rang out in the clearing.

Obviously, the recruit won, but he didn't win easily, even the black hair on his head was cut off, and a cut was made on his arm.

But the most important thing is that the first time he kills, the recruit's hands holding the gun at the moment can't help but tremble a little.

Zhao Fan watched this scene from a distance, and did not speak, with the first time, the second time is much easier, this is a hurdle that every soldier must pass. They should feel fortunate that now they are in the barracks, if they are on the battlefield, such a strong psychological fluctuation, a little careless, will be slashed by the enemies around them.

Immediately after this scene, there were other recruits fighting with the Hu people, with one person taking the lead, the recruits behind were not so nervous, and those Hu people were also resentful in their hearts when they saw their companions killed.

"I'll leave it to you here, look, if a soldier can't resist and is about to die, put a cold arrow in the distance to save him, we can't let our soldiers die, but we are not afraid of being injured."

Zhao Fan turned around and whispered to the more than ten veterans on the side, and after speaking, he left here.

At this moment, his mood is extremely complicated, from the concept and moral system of his previous life, the constraints on him are not deep, the recruits and the Hu people are fighting each other for life and death in front of everyone, but he and others seem to be spectators watching the play, and they regard human life as if they were mustard, which makes his mood extremely low.

The scene and situation just now are like the fighting beasts in the Colosseum in ancient Rome, and he is a nobleman and royal family standing at the top, and his own random thought can determine the life and death of the gladiators below.

Even if it was Hu Ren who was going to die, and he was not his companion, it made him feel a deep sense of self-blame, even sadness.

If one day, I am regarded by a person with a higher status than myself, who regards his life and death as a game, or a way to train others, I don't know how bitter his mood will be.

"Ugh." Zhao Fan sighed deeply, walked out of the barracks, and wandered around the neighborhood to relieve his mood.

The law of the jungle is universal in any era, but the way it is expressed is different, the previous life was slightly more civilized, and the Warring States era was **naked blood and violence.

In the next few days, the soldiers of the Nine Pawns also strictly implemented Zhao Fan's training methods. Running and practicing in the morning, fighting with Hu people in the morning, and conducting actual combat drills in Yishan in the afternoon.

It is worth mentioning that in the fight with the Hu people every morning, due to the secret help of veterans, and the physical fitness of these recruits is also very good, after a few days, none of the recruits died, but many were injured.

The high-intensity training in the past few days has undoubtedly increased the combat power and cohesion of the nine pawns. Especially the recruits who have experienced life and death and slashed some Hu people, it is as if they have been reborn, and a killing aura that only belongs to the army of a hundred battles is also invisibly emanated, but it is not very strong.

On the last day of the expedition to Lushan, Zhao Fan gave everyone a day of rest, the purpose was naturally to relax their nerves that had been tense in the past few days, and some of the injured recruits could also rest and recuperate.

And the little eagle that was brought back by Zhao Fan from Yishan, after getting along with Zhao Fan in the past few days, has become more and more intimate with the former, and is almost inseparable. During the day, he stood on Zhao Fan's shoulder, and at night he slept in the corner of the barracks.

The golden eagle grows very fast, and in just a few days, the hair on the body has grown together, and the dark brown feathers can reveal a golden metallic luster under the reflection of the sun, which looks unusually majestic.

Although this little guy is young, but the pointed beak and sharp claws have grown quite large, in order to prevent the little eagle from learning to crawl, Zhao Fan has taken it to Yishan to practice flying.

Otherwise, if such a sky overlord can't fly, but learns to crawl, it will be really laughable.

This little eagle's will is extremely tenacious, and Zhao Fan felt it from the first time he saw it in the eagle's nest. It is impossible to be pecked by the larger eagle covered in blood, and to survive and recover so quickly, without a tenacious will and a strong self-healing ability.

When Zhao Fan first brought the eagle to the edge of the cliff, he asked it to look down the cliff. The cold wind and dim light below the cliff made it a little frightened, and it wanted to retract and return to Zhao Fan's broad shoulders.

At this time, Zhao Fan could only ruthlessly push the eagle towards the cliff little by little, the eagle was so frightened that he shrunk his body, the rock wall was full of thorns, there were sharp rocks, and there were bottomless rivers and screaming and running around the earth rats.

Zhao Fan suddenly shook his hand and pushed the little eagle out, the little eagle screamed, and his body floated in the air. Although the weather is not yet autumn, the eagle is like a floating leaf, about to fall to the bottom of the cliff prematurely.

The eagle tried to climb the branches and vines during the fall, but was unsuccessful. Seeing that it was about to land, it suddenly spread its wings in the struggle, circled in a beautiful arc, and flew upward.

It flew slowly upwards and finally landed on a rock at the top of the mountain. The valley was still dark and silent, and the eagle looked at the deep cliff as if it had just known it, and did not turn its head for a long time. Later, the eagle let out a chirp and flew away from the stone. The sky was high and the sun was blazing, and it slowly turned into a small black dot.

After the eagle was able to fly, Zhao Fan reluctantly broke most of the bones in the former's wings, and then pushed them down from a high place. At that time, his mood was naturally extremely nervous, but there was no way to do it, in order to exercise the eagle, it was the only way.

The eagle was pushed into the air, and although it was in severe pain from breaking the bones in its wings, it had to struggle to fly or fall to its death. The struggle has resulted in a supply of blood to its wings, which can heal in a short time, and when it is healed, its wings will be as hard as iron and more powerful.

This is what Zhao Fan saw in the book in his previous life, the method of the mother eagle to train the eagle to fly, the reason why the bones in the eagle's wings were broken was to allow the bones in the eagle's wings to regenerate.

There are many eagles who have broken most of the bones in their wings, and without struggling to fly, they fall into the valley and fall into bloody and terrifying flowers.

The eagle's will is extremely tenacious, and its ability to survive is also very shocking, after being pushed down, although the bones of the wings are broken a lot, but it still struggles strongly and flapps its wings.

Finally, he finally flew down to Zhao Fan's shoulder, his handsome head raised high, and his face was proud.

And at this moment, being able to fly in this situation also means that this kind of small eagle has gotten rid of its weakness and soared towards the position of the overlord of the sky and the king of birds.

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