"Zhao Cheng, you tell all the hundred households, lead all the soldiers to practice for an hour, and after an hour, go back to rest. Fang Hong turned his head and shouted at Zhao Cheng, commanding.

"Yes......" Zhao Cheng didn't expect Fang Hong to call his name, and after hesitating for a while, he agreed. Fang Hong can now be regarded as his nominal official, and this order on the surface is to be listened to.

However, as soon as Zhao Cheng stood up, he felt his stomach scream. When those soldiers grabbed food just now, he didn't go up, and when he finally arrived, he found that he had nothing to eat, and now he was very hungry, where did he still have the strength to practice?

This person who takes the lead in the training is the hardest. Others can be quietly lazy when they are not paying attention, but he can't, but there are thousands of pairs of eyes watching, and even if he makes a mistake, he will be seen clearly.

Zhao Cheng secretly complained in his heart, but he still took a wooden spear and tightened his belt. And the rest of the hundred households, all like him, stood in their respective teams "Thorn." Several hundred households shouted loudly and pierced their spears, and the rest of the soldiers, following suit, pierced together.

In fact, there are only a few movements to practice, which are nothing more than piercing, piercing, and picking. On the battlefield, any martial arts routines are useless, only by placing them in battle columns and using the simplest piercing can they exert the greatest power.

It was only the first stab, Zhao Chengcheng felt that his stomach was screaming so much, and his hand was soft and weak, and the spear almost didn't come out of his hand.

I drank gruel last night, and I couldn't fill my stomach at all, and not long after eating, my stomach began to sour water. Coupled with a night's fatigue, I was already extremely hungry, and I didn't eat morning food, where is the strength now?

Zhao Cheng had to shake the tip of his tongue, cheer up his spirits, and grab the spear with his arm, so as not to really throw it out. If that happens, it will be a shame.

Not only him, but also nearly 300 people in the team, because they came late, they didn't catch up with the meal, and they were hungry at the moment.

Within a quarter of an hour of practice, several people fell to the ground, looking like they had passed out. Fang Hong also ignored them, and did not give the slightest order to stop the exercise. And the rest of the people didn't dare to delay, so they had to continue practicing.

After an hour, the well-fed soldiers couldn't stand it anymore, and those who didn't eat were almost unconscious.

Looking at the crumbling bodies in front of him, Fang Hong stood up from the chair, and after sweeping his eyes, he spit out a sentence in his mouth, "The drill is over, go back and rest." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, everyone cheered, and many people sat directly on the ground, ouch my mother, it's really tiring. This new thousand households are simply the devil, tormenting people and making you want to die.

"Silence. As soon as Fang Hong raised his head, he snorted lightly, and the entire school field was instantly silent, and no one dared to speak anymore. Originally, there were still people who were going to sit on the ground and relax, but they also stood up immediately and looked at Fang Hong respectfully.

"Good. Seeing this, he nodded with satisfaction and walked towards his tent. In the past few days, he has made many big moves, just to gain prestige in this army. After this battle, the orders he gave will be carried out as quickly as possible, even if these soldiers are asked to cut down trees without sleep, these people will not hesitate to do it.

Of course, it was impossible for Fang Hong to really let them finish repairing the military camp within ten days, that was not realistic at all, even if everyone was exhausted, they would not be able to do this.

......

A month has passed in a blink of an eye. With the efforts of many soldiers, the entire barracks in Baitouling were quickly rebuilt. After the reconstruction, the territory of the barracks was more than doubled. Because the trees around the school grounds have been cut down and look bare. Fang Hong ordered someone to level the ground and use it as part of the school field.

It can be seen that he was still very prescient, and not long after he leveled the ground, another 2,000 people were transferred, causing the number of military camps in the entire Baitouling to exceed 5,000.

The number of 5,000 people is already quite a lot, and if they stand together, they are really dense. That's five thousand people, and that's one guard. In the early years of the founding of the country, a vassal king could command 15,000 people, or the number of three guards. But later, with the reduction of the feudal domain, the number of the vassal king's guards decreased again and again, and now, there is not even a single guard.

As the number of people in the military camp increased to five thousand, it was not Fang Hong who was the happiest, nor those hundred households, but Sun Jinglin, the commander of Ning Wangfu.

A commander can be in charge of the number of guards, but all along, there are only about a thousand people under his hands, which makes him feel very aggrieved as a commander. Now that he has a full fight, he has enough confidence.

Sun Jinglin is not young, and he just turned 50 last year. But he is very well maintained, his face is ruddy, his hair is slightly gray, he has a big belly, even if he is wearing a military attaché's official uniform, but he still looks like a civilian official a little more.

When he came to the Baitouling barracks, he did not ride a horse, but sat in a sedan chair. You must know that Nanchang is still far away from here, and if it is carried by a sedan chair, it will have to take a long time. Even if Zhu Zhengyang or even King Ning came over, they would take a carriage.

But Sun Jinglin likes to sit in a sedan chair, in order not to delay the effort, he also specially prepared some more sedan chair drivers, and rotated back and forth on the way. They set off early in the morning, and by the time they arrived at Paekduling, it was getting late.

"Come, stop. Sun Jinglin's sedan chair had just arrived at the gate of the barracks when he was stopped by the soldiers.

"I'm really blind to your dog's eyes, this is the sedan chair of the commanding adult, why don't you let it go soon?" Sun Jinglin rested in the sedan chair, and a sedan chair driver who walked in front of him scolded loudly.

In the eyes of many people, these Qiu Ba have a very low status, even if the palanquin man himself is only a domestic slave, but he dares to scold these soldiers.

"Lord Qianhu instructed that anyone who wants to enter Baitouling must be interrogated, please command the envoy to get off the sedan chair. There was a hint of hesitation on the soldier's face, but he insisted. Compared to this somewhat unfamiliar commander, Fang Hong put more pressure on them.

If it was the prince or the elder Changshi who came at this moment, he would definitely let him go without saying a word, but a commander had not yet given him the courage to disobey Fang Hong's orders.