"Vajra Talisman, Divine Talisman, Mystery Talisman, Fire Talisman, Nectar, Flame Dog Talisman, there are quite a few types of this talisman." Zhou Qingfeng carefully flipped through the books in his hand, and then checked the various talismans and seals in the bag, and felt extremely proud. The Fu seal bag was naturally tied around his waist, and the books were thrown into the isolated island of time and space together with the medical books and pills given by Old Man Sun.

Zhou Qingfeng felt that the black shadow that appeared outside the office house on his construction site should not have any malicious intentions, so he was relieved. He slept all night, and the next day continued to mobilize his slaves in preparation for the westward advance.

Yesterday was the preparation of materials, because the preparation of military operations in ancient times was very troublesome, and it was not easy to solve the problem of eating and drinking alone. The regular army can also raise means of transportation such as horse-drawn carriages, while the irregular army is no different from the rogue bandits, and often can only rely on the shoulders of people, or even loot on the spot.

Long marches and battles cost at least twice as much material consumption than stationing in place. Even a combat operation of only more than 200 people was a huge test of ability for Zhou Qingfeng and his subordinates. This is more troublesome than raising supplies.

Not to mention those slaves who have only been in action for more than two months and don't even know a word, the more in-depth Zhou Qingfeng prepares, the more he feels that his head is big. Just how to keep the team well fed during camping is a problem. It was precisely because he had no confidence that he decided to come to a maneuver training without knowing that it was the point, whether it was a mule or a horse, and pull it out to slip, right?

The difficulty at first should not be too high, just run around the city of Ekhkulen. In this way, half a day is enough at most, and it does not involve difficult subjects such as camping, cooking, and guarding, and it can be regarded as a preliminary accumulation of experience.

The city of Ekhkuren is said to be small but not small, and it is only a few kilometers around the city, and the road is relatively smooth, so it is more troublesome to cross the river a few times. But this place is familiar to everyone, and you can't go wrong with it. Zhou Qingfeng thought very well, and felt that it must be the safest for him to come step by step.

Before leaving, Zhou Qingfeng gave all the slaves involved in the mobile training a full meal, and he also rode on the puppet goat to give lectures, encouragement, encouragement, and then set off. He himself took the lead, and he felt that with such a simple action, how could he not go wrong, right?

Leaving the training ground at the construction site, crossing the Songhua River to the outside of Ehekulun City, Zhou Qingfeng looked back at the trough, and only about 200 people actually dragged out half a mile What does it mean?

"What about the queue that Lao Tzu trains you on weekdays? You have eaten a full meal early in the morning, and you have dragged it out as if you had lost a battle, who do you show it to like this? Zhou Qingfeng rode the puppet goat back and forth for a lap before reorganizing the queue. He repeatedly scolded in Manchu Chinese, and strictly ordered the team leader to take care of his subordinates and not to delay any longer.

Moving on, Zhou Qingfeng stared at the back of the queue this time, and whoever dared to take a step slower would go up and smoke. This time, no one dragged it, and the speed of the march was also guaranteed, but after walking a distance, ......, why did Lao Tzu have fewer people?

Zhou Qingfeng immediately ordered to stop and check what was going on? only to find out that his mother, a good march, the leader of the road can actually be divided into two parts in the mountains outside the city. Neither of the two groups was convinced, and they both felt that the way they were going was right, and if they were not careful, one team would become two teams.

This kind of thing can happen, Zhou Qingfeng scolded angrily again, and rode a puppet goat to chase back the part that walked around. After chasing back, he had to lead the way on his own again. So he walked and walked, and the people behind him dragged out a mile of land.

There is really no lower limit to making mistakes!

After going back and forth like this three or four times, Zhou Qingfeng finally went crazy, "Lao Tzu thinks that even if you are not a horse, you are still a healthy mule, but you are all pigs, or stupid pigs!" ”

Slave soldiers and laborers could barely follow orders on construction sites and training grounds, after all, the range of activities was so large. Zhou Qingfeng experimentally carried out a maneuver around the city, but as a result, more than 200 people fell behind after half of the circle, and they had to stop and rectify. This situation has dealt him a heavy blow, and this subordinate can still fight? Fleeing is not qualified.

The whole city of Ekhkuren came to see Zhou Qingfeng's liveliness, watching him ride on a puppet goat and get angry, watching his men's sparse queues, and even grabbing some straw sandals, backpacks and even spears that fell during the march This is still the elite selected by Zhou Qingfeng from more than a thousand slaves, but once they are out of Zhou Qingfeng's sight, they can do all kinds of strange things.

"How many people's shoes are still whole?" Zhou Qingfeng received the team halfway, and waited for half an hour to contain more than 100 people, and dozens of people did not know where to go, and they couldn't find it.

Slaves were mostly barefoot on weekdays, which was not conducive to long walks. Today is the first mobile training, and Zhou Qingfeng specially equipped each of his subordinates with a new pair of straw sandals. Buying these shoes from the nobles in the city alone cost him a lot of pottery he had hoarded. Fortunately, a third of the population is missing one or two shoes.

Zhou Qingfeng looked down at the dirty feet of the slaves, and he didn't know what words to scold if he wanted to. He asked several slaves, and the answer he received was that he was used to being barefoot and not used to wearing shoes, so he took off his shoes and threw them away halfway, or he ran too fast and loosened them, and he didn't know if he fell off.

"And what about the backpack, what about the spear?" Zhou Qingfeng scolded angrily, "What's the matter with even throwing away your weapons?" When you encounter an enemy, do you go up empty-handed? ”

Zhou Qingfeng bought a lot of fur but couldn't make leather armor, in addition to sewing winter clothes, he also made some carrying backpacks, which could be used to hold some bits and pieces of marching supplies, such as clay pots for water.

There are also spears that were finally made, which are iron spearheads made by spending a lot of money to build an iron-making furnace, and the cost is not cheap. As a result, the slave soldiers lost all their weapons.

In response to Zhou Qingfeng's questioning, the slave soldiers were speechless. One by one, the slaves who had lost their things bowed their heads, not ashamed, but already waiting to be beaten. But Zhou Qingfeng didn't even have the heart to beat them. He just ordered his subordinates to teach carefully, and for more than two months, he originally thought that the practice was good, but it turned out that they had not changed at all.

And how many shortcomings of these slaves have not been exposed? God knows!

"All turned back, walked back, and returned to the fortified camp outside the city." Although hatred of iron does not make steel, Zhou Qingfeng must suppress the anger in his heart. It's a terrible feeling to manage a bunch of waste, it's like a domestic university professor being shoehorned into a group of nigga students by the foreign affairs department, and he really wants to die either by himself or by those dung machines.

On the way back to the camp, you have to be watched by a large number of people in the city. Those slaves didn't care, it was a good thing that they weren't beaten, and they laughed happily. Only Zhou Qingfeng's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he couldn't condense a few drops of water. Halfway through, he saw Abahai also standing on the wooden fence of the city and watching his jokes, and the mocking eyes could be felt from afar.

Returning to the camp, Zhou Qingfeng found that the dozens of people who had been separated halfway had actually returned early. He immediately ordered the backward elements to be confined and ordered the other personnel participating in the mobile training to conduct a summary on the spot. But more than 95 percent of the slave soldiers couldn't let out a single fart, and none of them stammered, and none of them could clearly describe today's situation.

As soon as the summary meeting started, it was a day, and everyone was hungry. If you can't make it clear that the team that made those mistakes today, there will be no food, although Zhou Qingfeng is angry, he can only patiently participate in the discussion one by one, forcing the slaves to speak.

"If you don't make things clear today, you won't have anything to eat today. Tomorrow I can't tell you clearly, and I won't have anything to eat tomorrow. If you can't tell it clearly, you'll starve to death. ”

The slaves were not afraid of being beaten, not afraid of losing face, not afraid of being tired, but only of starvation. When this big killing trick was taken out, the slaves were finally willing to use their brains to speak, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they blamed each other, and even fought. Zhou Qingfeng had to wield a leather whip to suppress them.

But it's good that the slaves are willing to speak, and it's not a problem to watch them fight. At least they revealed a cruel truth in the quarrel, that in the past, the Ekhkuren fought like this, and the elite soldiers of the Belle Beyers went up to kill first, and the slaves picked up the bargain behind. If you can't find a bargain and there is a rout, then throw away the weapon and surrender.

Changing masters is not a big deal?!

This is exactly the ...... that there is no lower limit.

Zhou Qingfeng is really angry. When the slaves were noisy and fighting until it was getting dark, he would come out again to judge what each team had to say. He wanted to re-elect squad leaders, establish a responsibility system, delegate more powers, formulate marching rules, and set up a team to supervise the war.

At the end of this day, Zhou Qingfeng's physical strength was not very exhausted, and his mental strength was almost collapsed. He thought that he was a well-trained soldier, but he still knew that he was still a rabble. Until late at night, he was still busy marching and training in the field, and he couldn't give up because of the bad situation on the first day.

For Zhou Qingfeng's stubbornness, almost no one understands. Cai Zhiwei, who was joined by Lazhuang Ding, now serves as his secretary, and reminded him at night: "Chief Zhou, why do you attach so much importance to this march? I don't think it's a bad day, but it's not too bad. ”

Zhou Qingfeng is making plans for tomorrow's mobile training. Listening to Cai Zhiwei's opinion, he put down the pen and expanded his chest a little and asked: "It's not bad today, so what is bad?" ”

Cai Zhiwei arched his hand and said, "Chief Zhou, please forgive me for speaking out." My Cai family has lived in Shenyang for a long time, and many people in the clan were born in the army. I have watched the sergeant of the guard for a long time, and it is all five days and every day, and there has never been such a march. If you really want to open a large army, it is not uncommon to scatter some soldiers along the way. In war, it has always been the official family to go into battle, and the military slaves are waving the flag behind. ”

Zhou Qingfeng sneered at this, and asked rhetorically again: "When Emperor Hongwu was fighting, was it the same?" ”

"It's ......." Cai Zhiwei was speechless for a moment.

"Emperor Chengzu is difficult to win the crown, and the northern expedition to the desert, is it the same?"

"It's ......." Cai Zhiwei could only shake his head, but he still argued: "No matter how well the chief trains this soldier, it is just a group of aliens. Do you really want to put down roots in this Northland? ”

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the pen again and said silently: "It's better to practice with the lives of people of different races than to practice with the lives of people of your own race, what a rare thing." I also want to understand one thing now, it's useless to be ambitious, it's good to be able to cultivate a few useful talents at the moment, the most important thing is to cultivate myself, what I care about is the future. ”

"You ......." Cai Zhiwei exclaimed again, and then lowered his voice and said: "Chief, you still have to care about the future with foreign training, do you want to do reckless things?" ”

Zhou Qingfeng, who was uneducated, raised his head and said with a strange expression: "python? I'm not Xu Xian! ”