Chapter 391: Favoring One Over the Other

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

They hadn't felt the blood boiling for a long time, and the soldiers of the 17th Battalion couldn't sleep from top to bottom.

"You say, can this General Lu really lead us to become the first battalion under the prince?" Soldier A asked, skeptically.

"Let's take a look. Not to mention anything else, just with his hand on the big head, if he can learn it, then he will not suffer. Soldier B replied nonchalantly.

In addition to the pawns, several centurions of the 17th battalion also couldn't sleep all night, and couldn't help but chat in the tent.

"Do you really believe General Lu's words?" Xin Hongda's heart was a little nervous.

After all, there is a new round of competition next month, and they can't afford to lose.

"Just look at the soldiers he brought, he must have a hand in training." Ye Wu said affirmatively.

Yang Mingyu pricked up his ears to listen to their chat, and was suddenly unhappy when he heard this.

He spoke: "How do you know that what he said is true, in case those soldiers are veterans trained by the Lu family army and not the waste of the so-called Xishan Battalion." ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became a little embarrassing.

Ye Wu knew that he had always looked at him unpleasantly, so he didn't answer.

Although General Zhao no longer took over their seventeenth battalion, he still didn't want to offend Yang Mingyu.

"You have some truth in saying it, their formation really doesn't look like a recruit." Xin Hongda touched his chin thoughtfully.

Ye Wu chatted with the people in the Xishan camp for a long time in the afternoon, and knew more about them than the people present.

Therefore, he couldn't help but retort: "They made the details of the battle with the Wei family army very clear, I don't think it's a lie." They should have come out of the West Mountain Camp. And they also told me some training and prepared us mentally for the next training will be very hard. ”

"Huh? What's the hard work? Tell me quickly. Xin Hongda's attention was immediately attracted by this and came over.

Although the others did not speak, their movements slowed down, obviously listening to their conversation.

Yang Mingyu was unwilling to be transferred away like this, so he said in a weird manner on the side: "I'm afraid they can't do it themselves, so they feel hard." The previous training was so difficult, we all persevered, how difficult could they be. ”

Seeing this, Ye Wu didn't say anything more, and said to Xin Hongda that I was asleep, and then didn't speak again.

There was a sudden silence in the tent.

The next morning, they were awakened by the sound of gongs and drums.

Everyone got up in a daze, got dressed, and went out of the tent to see the sky, it was just the hour! Why do you have to get up so early to train?

It didn't take long for the second round of gongs to sound again.

The people of the 17th Battalion walked slowly, but they found that the people of the Xishan Battalion were already dressed and running quickly towards the martial arts arena. They were a little overwhelmed, and a few of them ran along, while others continued to walk slowly and leisurely.

When they arrived at the martial arts arena, they found that all the people from the original Xishan camp had been gathered and were standing straight in the center, while Lu Ce was standing at the front with a black face.

They couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and hurriedly lined up to stand.

"You've forgotten what I said last night, haven't you? Did I say that the first gong is to get up and wash, and the second gong is to stand in line on the playground. If the enemy really attacked, you would have died a long time ago if you were so slow. ”

Lu Ce's words were unceremoniously, and the faces of the people in the seventeenth battalion suddenly became a little unpleasant.

"It's not because it's too early." Someone in the front row shouted.

"That's right, it's just a little bit of time, why did you start training? On weekdays, we only start training when the sun comes out. Some people were dissatisfied with Lu Ce's words, and immediately shouted.

Lu Ce sneered and said, "Heh." Will the enemy fight you? Or wait for the enemy to come in and tell him, it's not yet dawn, you can't fight us? ”

Everyone suddenly didn't know how to refute, so they had to bow their heads in disagreement.

"This is the first time, and I don't blame you. But I want you to remember the rules of this camp. Lu Ce paused for a moment and looked at everyone before continuing to speak.

"All the people I bring out under me must remember these three points. First, obey the general's orders! Second, unconditional obedience to the general's orders! Third, you must obey the general's orders wholeheartedly! ”

I have to say that Lu Ce's calm face is still very scary.

The people of the Seventeenth Battalion did not dare to refute it in public.

"I have re-established the rules of the seventeenth battalion, if you can't do it, then obediently accept the punishment. Now, all those who are late, collectively frog jump fifty! Lu Ce gave the order, and the people of the 17th Battalion were stunned.

What is Frog Jump?

"Luo Yu, come out and show them, what is frog jumping."

Luo Yu, who was ordered by Lu Ce, had to come out and demonstrate to them.

The people of the seventeenth battalion were immediately disdainful, such a simple gadget can also be called punishment?

Seeing their disdainful expressions, the people of the Xishan camp immediately gloated.

You're still naΓ―ve, boys, and soon you'll know what nightmares are.

Sure enough, the soldiers of the 17th Battalion, who didn't care at first, only made thirty of them, and their faces showed pain.

Everyone felt as if they had a two-hundred-pound stone hanging on their legs, and they couldn't lift it.

After finally finishing fifty, they felt that their legs were no longer their own.

"If there's a next time, double the number of frog jumps." Lu Ce announced the rules lightly, and the people of the seventeenth battalion let out a miserable scream in their hearts at the same time.

Fifty of them are so tired, aren't a hundred of them going to die?

Yang Mingyu, Qian Qiangye and others hated Lu Ce even more.

Before dawn, they started training, didn't they deliberately torture them?

Yang Mingyu looked at Lu Ce above hatefully, this kid is really not a thing.

He was now all about asking his uncle for help, but he couldn't let Lu Ce continue to be their leader, completely ignoring the rules announced by Lu Ce on stage.

After finally getting through the morning training, Yang Mingyu dragged his heavy legs to the eighth camp to find his uncle.

The training of the eighth battalion was still continuing, and Zhao Bi'an heard that his nephew was coming to find him, and he was immediately a little puzzled.

Why did you come to him if you didn't train at this time?

"Mingyu, what's wrong?" Zhao Bi'an looked at his tired nephew with a little surprise.

"Uncle, this Lu Ce did it on purpose, he deliberately asked us to get up and train this morning, and he also found an excuse to punish us, but he didn't punish the group of soldiers who came with him." Yang Mingyu deliberately reversed black and white and only said news that was beneficial to them.

"Why are you still being treated differently?" Zhao Bi'an was a little angry.

He knows that there is a difference between intimacy and intimacy, but now that they are all your soldiers, how can you favor one over the other?

Before he saw Lu Ce, he became disgusted with him.