Zhang An still thought things too optimistically.

Although the heavy armor on Zhang An's body has a certain degree of breathability, Zhang An does not feel stuffy.

However, when he wore the armor for a long time, he deeply realized that it was difficult to sit and lie down.

Whether sitting down or lying on the bed, Zhang An could not fully stretch his hands and feet, feeling very aggrieved and unspeakably uncomfortable.

But Zhang An didn't dare to take it off, after all, he had been putting on the equipment for a long time, and he didn't know when the drill would start, so he really waited until he heard the drill signal before starting to put it on, but he was afraid that by the time he arrived at Gao Shun's military tent, the drill of trapping the camp had already ended.

Zhang An lay down and sat down from time to time, pacing back and forth in the small tent when he was uncomfortable, and then repeated the process.

In the end, Zhang An, who was tired of tossing, sat on the ground and fell asleep in a daze against the bed.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Zhang An vaguely heard the sound of the horn.

He immediately opened his eyes and listened carefully.

Outside the tent, the sound of metal crashing and uniform footsteps sounded.

Zhang An no longer hesitated, hurriedly stood up, strode out of the tent, and walked in the direction of Gao Shun's military tent.

Zhang An's tent was not far from Gao Shun's military tent, and under normal circumstances, it would take about ten minutes to get there.

But after putting on this piece of equipment, the ten-minute journey was like a moat for Zhang An.

In the first third of the journey, Zhang An felt quite relaxed, but as he walked, Zhang An felt that his steps were getting heavier and heavier.

Sweat kept flowing outward, Zhang An licked his dry lips, took a deep breath, and tried his best to move forward while cheering himself up.

Although Gao Shun set a quarter of an hour for him, it took Zhang An a full thirty minutes to arrive breathlessly.

After entering the military tent, Zhang Anqiang endured the feeling of prostration, and said breathlessly, "General Gao, I'm here." ”

At this time, Gao Shun had already put on his armor and was standing in the center of the military tent.

"Hmm. Gao Shun nodded, glanced at the crumbling Zhang An, and said, "It's a little earlier than Shun expected." Haven't you been wearing armor?"

Zhang An smiled awkwardly.

"Not in the future. Gao Shun said coldly, "In the future, when you rest every day, you must take off your armor." You have to get used to putting on your gear as fast as you can, or you'll be able to wear armor all day when you go on expeditions?"

"I see. Zhang An only felt that his mouth was dry for a while, and hunger kept coming from his stomach.

How could it be so physically exhausting? Zhang An began to be pessimistic about the upcoming training.

"Excluding the longbow and spear, your body weighs a total of one hundred and thirty pounds. Gao Shun said expressionlessly, "This is just a light armor prepared for trapping the camp." ”

"Then I don't know how much the real trapped camp is burdened?" Zhang An couldn't help but ask.

"Two hundred and ten pounds. Gao Shun said coldly.

Zhang An felt his heart twitch.

"Now, out of the tent and running around the barracks. Gao Shun said.

"Yes, General. Zhang An didn't dare to ask how long he would run, so he honestly got out of the camp tent and started running.

However, Zhang An only felt that his legs were like being tied to a thousand catties of iron, and he couldn't lift them up at all, not so much running as walking slowly.

"Didn't you hear me clearly? Run. Use all your strength to run as fast as you can. Gao Shun's cold voice sounded behind Zhang An, "If you are so cheating and slippery, take off this armor and get out of the barracks." ”

Zhang An didn't speak, he gritted his teeth tightly, desperately encouraged himself, and ran with his legs with the strength to feed.

It's just that he didn't run a few steps, his feet went weak, he fell heavily to the ground, and he didn't get up after a long time.

"Get up. Gao Shun walked up to him and kicked him hard.

"Rubbish!" Gao Shun's tone was rarely filled with some emotion.

But it was Zhang An's most disgusting emotion.

Disdain, ridicule, contempt.

I don't know where the strength came from, Zhang An shouted, got up from the ground, and ran forward.

If you look closely, you can find that Zhang An's steps are slightly lighter than just now.

Gao Shun also ran up and followed Zhang An closely.

Zhang An only felt that there was a steady flow of power from his body.

This feeling of being full of strength again after prostration is amazing, and Zhang An can't help but be intoxicated.

However, the good times did not last long, Zhang An felt that he had not run for long, and the feeling of being full of strength gradually dissipated.

It seems that the feeling before was just a good illusion.

His steps became heavy again, and Zhang An's speed began to slow down again.

Zhang An tried his best to cheer himself up, trying to get himself to the speed just now, but it backfired.

His speed became slower and slower, and eventually it became almost like a slow walk.

Zhang An panted, moved forward step by step with red eyes, he didn't want to fall to the ground anymore and couldn't get up, and was scolded by Gao Shun in a disdainful tone.

In order to stimulate himself, he began to desperately recall the three years after his father's death.

I don't know how long I walked, Zhang An's consciousness gradually began to blur, but he still walked forward mechanically.

Eventually, his eyes went dark and he fainted.

When he woke up, he found Gao Shun crouching beside him, his right hand pressed against his heart.

Warm air currents continued to pour into Zhang An's body from Gao Shun's palm.

The aching muscles gradually returned to their original state under the soothing of the airflow.

When Zhang An felt that he was almost back to normal, Gao Shun withdrew his hand.

"Get up, go on. Gao Shun said briefly.

Zhang An got up from the ground and began to continue running.

In the process of running, fainting, running, and fainting, Zhang An ended the day.

During this period, Gao Shun didn't even give Zhang An a sip of food and water.

Back in his small tent, Zhang An, who was paralyzed on the bed like a lump of mud, was surprised and glad when he thought about today's experience.

It's a miracle that he didn't collapse and die.

But soon Zhang An thought of what Gao Shun had done, and the warm air flow made Zhang Ansheng wonder.

"Is that the effect of qi?" Zhang An said to himself, "It's really magical. ”

After seeing Lu Bu's majesty and coming into contact with the magical side of qi again, Zhang An couldn't help but have a strong interest in his cultivation.

After lying on the bed for a long time, Zhang An, who had not eaten or drunk for a day, soon became uncomfortable.

His stomach twitched, and Zhang An sat up from the bed, looking at his tent with green eyes, trying to see where there was anything to eat.

At this moment, Gao Yi walked in with a large push of food.

Zhang An pounced directly, and he didn't have time to say hello and thank you, so he began to eat like a starving ghost reincarnated.

"Eat slowly. Gao Yi took out a water bladder and handed it to Zhang An.

The wind and clouds wiped out all the food, and Zhang An hiccuped comfortably, feeling that his life had been completed.

It was only then that Zhang An noticed that Gao Yi had been quietly watching him eat and had not left.

"Thank you, Big Brother Gao. He was a little embarrassed, he must have been embarrassed by the appearance he had just eaten.

Gao Yi didn't say anything, just packed up the tableware that Zhang An had used, nodded at Zhang An and left.

Zhang An, who was well-fed and drunk, lay on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The horn sounded, Zhang An muttered dissatisfiedly, turned over and continued to sleep.

Then, he was dragged out of the bed by Gao Shun.

"Run. Gao Shun looked at Zhang An coldly and said concisely.

Zhang An suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly put on his equipment, and began his second day of training career in the barracks.

On the third day, Zhang An was woken up by Gao Shun's slap.

On the fourth day, a basin of cold water was poured on Zhang An's face.

Day 5...

Time passed quickly, and before he knew it, Zhang An had passed a month in the barracks.

In the second half of the month, Gao Shunsai gave Zhang An a long knife and asked Zhang An to keep waving it when he was running.

The hard training was going on every day, and every day Zhang An returned to the tent like a dead dog.

This month is of great significance to Zhang An.

Not to mention anything else, Zhang An's strength, speed, and endurance have improved significantly.

In just one month, Zhang An had already changed into the official equipment of the camp, not to mention, and added a total of fifty catties of iron to his body.

Not only that, Zhang An is also very sensitive to sleep now, as long as there is a slight disturbance, even if he sleeps soundly, he will wake up immediately.

Zhang An also probably guessed Gao Shun's intentions.

Gao Shun is constantly squeezing Zhang An's potential, allowing him to break through himself when he is exhausted again and again, so that his physical fitness will continue to improve.

Zhang An has no complaints about Gao Shun's approach, he knows his character, if no one urges him to do this, according to his character, he will definitely not reach the current height.

The only thing that made Zhang An puzzled was that Gao Shun had not taught himself anything else in the past month except for constantly running with weights and swinging long knives in the air.

Not to mention practicing qi, he didn't even instruct himself in knife skills.

During this month, Zhang An was completely isolated from the world, and he continued to train every day.

And after Lu Bu sent Zhang An into the barracks, he never appeared again, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

On the thirty-third day of Zhang An's stay in the barracks, after a day's training, not long after returning to the tent, Gao Yi walked in and said, "The general wants to see you." ”

Zhang An was a little puzzled, in addition to scolding himself and guiding himself to the angle and strength of the knife on weekdays, Gao Shun basically cherished words like gold, why was he looking for himself at this time?

Zhang An, who was confused, followed Gao Yi to the military tent, but found that Lu Bu, who had not been seen for a long time, was also in the military tent.

"General Lu, General Gao. Zhang An saluted and said hello.

"The lord ordered him to lead the army north in three days, Zhang An, you will return to the city in two days, and then go out with a certain expedition. Lu Bu said.

Going on the expedition? This is about to go to the battlefield? Zhang An's mood suddenly became complicated.

But soon he felt strange, at this time it should be the time to capture Jiangdong, why did he let Lu Bu wave his army north?

Zhang An asked this question, and Lu Bu said slowly, "Three days ago, an assassin assassinated the lord, although the lord was safe and sound, but the two commanders were slightly injured. ”

Zhang An was suddenly taken aback, and let Dian Wei Xu Chu suffer a slight injury?

Then he listened to Lu Bu continue: "Two days ago, urgent information came from the north, and the foreign race outside the Saiwai knocked again. ”

Zhang An raised his eyebrows, the assassination and the alien army, could it be that there is no connection?

"You go back first, there is something to discuss with Gongzheng. Lu Bu waved his hand.

Zhang An saluted goodbye and returned to his tent.

Thinking that he was about to go to the battlefield, Zhang An was excited and nervous, and tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before falling asleep.

In a daze, Zhang An felt that someone was watching him, and suddenly opened his eyes.

A pair of yellow clear eyes flashed away, Zhang Anxin was startled, and immediately sat up.

But all he could see was the slightly swaying curtain of the tent, and there was no one in the tent but himself.