Gu Yanwu became the pacesetter of the Xiucai Battalion in this way.

Liu Fangliang asked him to make almost every action in the manual standard.

The talents who have completed a lap can be regarded as knowing what military orders are strict, and they also know what it feels like to be embarrassed, especially when they are ridiculed by the strong battalion, they have strong self-esteem, but they are also disciplined.

Therefore, next, when Liu Fangliang trained these talents according to the requirements in the manual, they were still obedient one by one.

They can all stick to it.

"Wang Fuzhi!"

At this time, the bell for rest rang.

Liu Fangliang called Wang Fuzhi to him again.

"Here!"

Wang Fuzhi straightened his bony chest and saluted a standard military salute.

"Nian Nian, what do you want to train next", as he spoke, Liu Fangliang handed the manual to Wang Fuzhi and pointed to Gu Yanwu: "Get out of the ranks!" ”

"Yes!"

Gu Yanwu appeared in front of Liu Fangliang quite obediently this time, shouting one-two-one, and then suddenly stood in front of Liu Fangliang, the sound of his heels colliding was very crisp, and there was no mud and water.

"There is no separate action below, according to the requirements, the following is the singing time, and His Majesty has asked to sing a morale-boosting song."

After Wang Fuzhi answered, Liu Fangliang couldn't help but make a difficulty: "Your Majesty, what is this for, this is a military camp and not a teaching department, singing for fun?" ”

"Your Majesty said above that it will enhance the sense of collective honor, relax the mind, improve morale, and in the future, it will also let the battalions fight and sing songs."

As soon as Wang Fuzhi said this, Liu Fangliang didn't want to say anything, and hurriedly asked: "That's okay, aren't you all people who are rich and rich, and you usually listen to a song or something, tell me, what do you want to sing." ”

The talents couldn't help but look at each other, they usually sang some thick lyrics and beautiful songs, so it was naturally not suitable for them to sing out in this kind of scene.

However, at this time, the strong man camp not far away had already sung "Qin Feng No Clothes" under the leadership of Zhou Yuji

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son!

The majestic male voice and the afterglow of the sunset make people can't help but be enthusiastic, especially in this vast school field, the sense of war is coming.

Liu Fangliang couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "What are they singing?" ”

"It is Qin Feng in the Book of Poetry, according to the record of "Zuo Chuan", the army of Wu captured Yingdu, the capital of Chu State, and Chu Chen Shen Baoxu went to Qin State for help, "Standing on the court wall and crying, day and night, spoon drink can not be eaten, seven days, Qin Aigong gave it "No Clothes", the meaning of this word is concise, but the artistic conception is high-pitched."

Before Wang Fuzhi finished speaking, Liu Fangliang interrupted Wang Fuzhi's words: "Okay, the official didn't let you endorse here, sing it, boost morale, I will teach you to believe in Tianyou, your voice is not smaller than theirs, the people's songs are the most morale-inspiring, and it is most effective to sing a few words when you are tired of planting crops, listen to them well, I will sing a sentence first, and you will sing along." ”

The talents reluctantly listened to this instruction and sat down cross-legged, and they also helplessly followed Liu Fangliang to sing Xintianyou.

In their opinion, they really want to sing Qin Feng like the strong man battalion, after all, what the scholars in these years worship the most is the ancient times, especially the pre-Qin era.

Zhu Youzhen, who was standing in the distance, couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and asked Chen Yuanyuan beside him: "Can you sing songs?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the slaves will be!"

Chen Yuanyuan smiled slightly.

"Okay, I'll call you a few tunes later, you practice, and take some time to let Liu Fangliang listen to another version of Xintianyou."

Saying that, Zhu Youzhen instructed again: "Tell Li Banghua and the others that tonight's class doesn't have to be too long, the recruits will be trained on the first day, and their physical energy will be too much, so let them rest for a while." ”

"Your Majesty is sympathetic to your feelings, and the ministers are admired", Ma Shiying hurriedly flattered.

Here, the barracks has begun to enter dinner time.

Zhu Youzhen ordered that the soldiers must have meat for dinner at the General Logistics Department, and that they must be full.

Therefore, this is simply a gluttonous feast for the recruits of the strong man battalion, and they eat happily one by one.

But most of the talents are rich and noble families, and they have always been accustomed to fine clothes and jade food, and they can't help but get greasy when they see fatty meat, and they are not used to eating this kind of big pot rice.

There is a talent Mao Jukui who is even more busy shouting: "How can this be eaten, my third-class slave is better than this!" ”

"Fluttershy, go to the kitchen and make some steamed sea bass", the fourteen-year-old Xia Wanchun habitually became a young master, but after saying that, he realized that he was in the military camp, and his personal maid Fluttershy did not come.

"Grandma's, hurry up and eat! It's good to have meat, do you know how many people in the north are eating bark and eating soil, one by one they still dislike it, Lao Tzu didn't eat well when he was a general of the right battalion system in the army, and when His Majesty moved south, it was just a dish and a soup, and one by one he still regarded himself as a young master. ”

As soon as Liu Fangliang said this, he had to eat honestly one by one, because after a day of training, he was already very hungry, and even ate more of them.

Only one Wang Fuzhi is still a picky eater, Liu Fangliang simply ordered someone to directly fill Wang Fuzhi with fat: "Thin like a bamboo pole, he doesn't eat meat, and in the future, he won't even run as fast as others." ”

Wang Fuzhi, who was stuffed with a bowl of fatty meat, couldn't help beating his hands after dinner: "Insult Sven, insult Sven!" ”

When dinner is over, the recruits begin their evening lessons.

Since most of them were illiterate, they had to take literacy classes first, and the 6,000 people were divided into 10 classes for every 100 people.

The teachers in the classes are all recruited from all over the world, and most of them have experience in Mongolian learning.

The Xiucai camp is divided into five classes, with Li Banghua, Li Mingrui, Ma Shiying, Zhou Yuji, and Lu Zhenfei taking classes on the military overview of the Ming Dynasty.

Liu Zhaoji, as the highest official in the strong man camp, was naturally unconvinced and had to accept a group of sour Xiucai to teach him to read and write, and he also began to complain, asking Zhou Yuji why it was either Ge Lao or Shangshu who taught the Xiucai to the Xiucai, and why it was only the rural Xiucai who taught him the strong man camp.

"Most of you don't know how to read, so take military class first, can you understand it? Don't worry, these courses are all fixed, you will hear it then, what is the use of those talents no matter how well they learn, and it is not just about wetting your pants on the battlefield. ”

Zhou Yuji said this, which made Liu Fangliang suddenly unhappy, and hurriedly took care of it: "The surname Zhou, who do you say pees his pants, Lao Tzu's soldiers have never been bad!" ”

"If you don't have a bad seed, why did you surrender anyway", Zhou Yuji said.

Liu Fangliang was so angry that he came over and fought directly with Zhou Yuji.

Zhou Yuji was not convinced.

The two fought directly, both of them were hard fists and feet accumulated on the battlefield, and they shot fiercely but also as fast as the wind.

The talents and brave men were busy shouting.

At this moment, the talents also began to cheer for their main general, Liu Fangliang: "Jian Ningbo! Jian Ningbo! ”

And the strong man battalion here will also cheer Zhou Yuji: "Ning Wubo, Ning Wubo!" ”