After the basic formation, Luo Ming spent another hour, teaching them to turn left and right and walk in unison.

Then, after spending half a day or so, their movements gradually became a lot more neat.

In particular, the method of tying a rope to the soldier's left foot allows them to distinguish between left and right, which plays a huge role.

Dungar watched from the sidelines, gradually, thoughtfully.

To be honest, Luo Ming's set is the level of military training in the school, which is nothing on the earth, and even in this world, it does not have such a shocking effect.

After all, the world also emphasizes the discipline of soldiers and the importance of neat formations, thousands of years ago there have been people in neat phalanxes to fight each other, but no one has yet raised this to a theoretical level.

But Lomin not only knew this, but also seemed to have a complete system of rules and training, which surprised Dungar.

By noon, the recruits were exhausted and hungry, and their enthusiasm had waned considerably.

To tell the truth, just lining up, turning left and right and walking in unison is not a lot of physical labor, but it can't stand the fact that these soldiers are not well-off, and often have insufficient food.

If they are really allowed to run, they may have to urinate blood, and some unlucky ghosts may even die.

Although Luo Ming had expected it, he was still a little disappointed to see them exhausted after half a day of low-intensity training.

Fortunately, he was prepared—two men pushed a cart into the courtyard where the soldiers were trained, loaded with a cauldron and two large basins.

The pot contained stews, not only vegetables, but also a piece of meat and a few eggs—ordinary eggs, and even if Luo Ming was willing to take out the eggs of the anchovy chicken, they would not be able to make up for it now.

And two basins contain bread. It's not white bread, but it's much stronger than your average black bread, and there's no grit mixed in with it, and there's no profiteers deliberately adding sawdust and bran to it.

This kind of food, even Luo Ming can barely eat, for these recruits who were once tenant farmers or serfs, I am afraid it is a delicacy that can only be tasted during the New Year's holidays.

Coupled with the fact that Luo Ming ate this meal with them, it really boosted their morale.

Thanks to thousands of years of propaganda by the aristocratic class, most commoners felt that the nobles, even a knight, were "kind" nobles, and they must have a god or heroic ancestor, with divine power flowing in their veins.

Therefore, Luo Ming's slightly pro-people attitude flattered them, and they will even use this matter to show off to others for the rest of their lives.

The same is true of the first night in some parts of the earth: the foolish people think that the virgin's redness is an evil filth that makes people sick. Only a noble lord or a priest representing God can restrain this evil spirit.

In fact, the aristocratic lord generally avoids this kind of thing - how many beautiful girls can be produced by a peasant household in the countryside? There is not one in a hundred families, and the rest are all yellow buckteeth, Sister Feng and Ruhua with potholes......

As a result, when the aristocratic lord really pinched his nose and endured his nausea to exercise this right, he often had to ask the people for compensation - or for mental damages?

To get back to the point, Luo Ming relied on good food and the tricks of eating and training together, and maintained the enthusiasm of these recruits to a certain extent.

Although this enthusiasm will slowly fade, after a while, discipline will be practiced in their bones, and there will be no need for so much enthusiasm - real soldiers are bound by discipline.

In the afternoon, Luo Ming told everyone the most basic military regulations during the military training.

"Anyone who leaves the barracks without an application is regarded as a deserter and will be hanged if caught. Those who managed to escape were hanged by his entire family.

If the deserter is out, the whole team will be beaten with five lashes, and the captain will be beaten with ten lashes. ”

"Those who do not obey orders during training will be beaten with a stick every time, and those who hit the officer will be whipped with a whip.

If you have saved up three times, you will be directly whipped with five lashes. ”

"The ten people who train the most seriously and perform the best every day will be rewarded with a piece of meat. ”

To be honest, beating with a stick is already the most merciful - it's not killing, so naturally it won't stare at the vital point, just make them hurt.

And the whip...... A whip can make tears flow from pain, and the beating is hard enough to open the flesh. Five whips go down, and the weak may lose half their lives.

Ten lashes down, even a strong man has to kneel.

In the past, as farmers, most of them had either eaten whips, or had seen others eat whips or even be whipped to death, but after hearing Luo Ming's words, they immediately became much more honest.

The sun and the moon have changed, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and in terms of queues, these recruits have been compared to the best team that can be pulled out to report on the performance in college military training - college military training has no deterrent whipping.

The food is good these days, and it also makes them a little more energetic, and even feels more relaxed in their daily training.

But Luo Ming naturally won't let them go easy, and then the training goes to the next stage.

Running in formation, turning while marching, running for several kilometers, singing military songs in unison...... These are all things that Luo Ming can do well.

Other than that, it's beyond the scope of his military training.

"Great Lomin, our master, he has ordered the warriors of Schönbrunn!"

"With the wind and lightning, he fights alongside us!"

"Those who obey orders are tough guys, and those who run away and are lazy are considered bad breeds!"

"We Meiquan people are all good, and we dare to go to the sword mountain and the sea of fire!"

"Thanks to our generous hosts, who can receive their money on time like we do?"

"Praise be to our great master, for you we can overturn the world!"

Thirty people sang the song in unison, and ran into the barracks with Luo Ming.

The soldiers sang and ran for about three kilometers before finally returning to the barracks, and although they were a little scattered, they regained their strength within five minutes, and the whole team succeeded.

This is the result of Luo Ming's second ten days, and after exercising according to this standard, sooner or later they will be able to get close to the standard that Luo Ming had in mind - run five kilometers while singing, and be back in order within a minute, and even rush into battle.

Luo Ming invited other nobles from Miana to a dinner party in Meiquan two days ago, and looking at this group of recruits, even the knight lord was somewhat alarmed.

It took less than 20 days to practice like this, so what if it was half a year or a year?

Of course, spending 20 days to make a recruit look decent does not mean that it will take another 20 days to turn them into veterans, and another 40 days to become a strong man with one as ten.