Chapter 50: Craftsmanship (I)
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Because of the matter of elven weapons, Meng Han wanted to know how Qiao and Zhu trained those guards now, and by the way, they also needed to determine what kind of weapons the soldiers of the guards needed. Anyway, Meng Han has a concept, it is said that masters make their own weapons, although the guards in Huangsha Town are not masters now, but Meng Han does not mind using the most suitable weapons for them.
In the face of the lord's inquiry, Qiao and Zhu looked very complacent. In the open space where the guards were training, the two quickly gathered the guards and showed Meng Han the results of the training for nearly a month.
Because of the increase in diet, the members of the guard now appear to be very strong, but at first glance, they are very capable of bluffing. However, Meng Han found from the process of their assembly that the current guards can basically be described in one word, rotten! If you have to use more than one word, it can only be described as a rabble.
"This is our guard?" Meng Han couldn't believe his eyes. After more than a month of training, the guards behaved so messily even with the simplest assembly, which was not at all the same as the style of a modern army in his mind.
"This is our guard. Before Qiao could speak, Zhu felt that the lord's words should be to praise the strength of the guards, so he answered first.
"Oh my God!" Meng Han slapped his head, he was patronizing to test Qiao and Zhu's strength, and forgot to test their ability to lead the team. That's a fatal question.
Qiao and Zhu looked at the lord's exaggerated movements and were very puzzled. However, even the most dull person now knew that the lord's exclamation just now was not appreciation, but blame.
After taking a closer look at the guard's new watch, Qiao asked with some confusion, "My lord, is there anything wrong with the guard?"
"Well, what do you say?" Meng Han thought for a moment, intending to summarize the wording. Qiao and Zhu are not natives of Huangsha Town, and they don't necessarily have that much sense of identity with Meng Han. The residents here, if Meng Han was not satisfied and scolded a few casually, they would definitely not have any other ideas, but Qiao and Zhu, two outsiders, it would be difficult to say.
"What have you been training for more than a month?" Meng Han decided to discuss this matter with them from a different angle, and first asked about the recent training content.
"It's all about strength, endurance. "Joe doesn't think there's anything wrong with his training, Guards, isn't it just to make them all powerful? Anyway, it shouldn't be a problem to train their strength first, right?
"My lord, they can only do this kind of training now. Looking at Meng Han's expression, Qiao thought that Meng Han was also very dissatisfied with their training content, and hurriedly added: "Even if you cultivate Dou Qi, you need the support of a good body. Their bodies are not up to par, that's all. ”
"They can also cultivate Dou Qi, what kind of Dou Qi?" Hearing this, Meng Han was excited, Qiao and Zhu had cultivated Dou Qi, so they were more powerful than ordinary mercenaries. If all the members of the guard could cultivate Dou Qi, what a great power it would be.
"It's just the most widespread and basic vindictiveness. As soon as Qiao looked at Meng Han's expression, he knew that he had a misunderstanding: "The fighting spirit of the family can only be passed on to the people of our family, my lord, it's not that we don't try our best to ......" This kind of thing must be explained clearly, otherwise it will be troublesome to cause Meng Han's misunderstanding at that time.
"It doesn't matter what kind of vindictiveness he has, as long as he can practice, I will try my best to meet the conditions he needs. "Meng Han didn't think about so many things, the family heirloom fighting spirit can't be practiced, it doesn't matter, just have a fighting spirit. Anyway, practicing Dou Qi is definitely better than not practicing Dou Qi, and Meng Han still has this common sense.
"My lord, what about the guards?" Qiao saw that Meng Han was in this attitude, and he also relaxed. As long as it's not because he's dissatisfied that he doesn't teach the family heirloom, everything else is easy to say.
"Qiao, Zhu, is there a short-term plan and long-term goal for the training of the guards?" Meng Han woke up from his excitement, turned to Qiao and Zhu, and asked seriously.
"Plan?" Qiao and Zhu were dumbfounded, the two looked at each other, and both shook their heads indifferently: "My lord, no." “
"That's the problem, you know?" Meng Han finally found an entry point, using this to illustrate the problem, not to make the two too dissatisfied, but also easy to express his meaning clearly.
Qiao and Zhu stared at Meng Han with four eyes without blinking, and Meng Han was even a little awkward with their bright eyes. Ordered the two to disband the guards and let them train on their own first, and then let the two follow them to the side.
"Everything we do, we do it for a purpose. Meng Han used a very superficial sentence to open the topic: "Work is to eat, you join me to become a knight, anyway, ordinary behavior has a purpose." Right?"
Qiao and Zhu nodded, Meng Han saw it in his eyes, and his heart began to slowly relax, and he had that feeling of giving people a class again.
"Then what is the purpose of our training guards?" Meng Han asked a question, motioning for Qiao and Zhu to answer.
"To defend your lordship. Zhu hurriedly replied. There was nothing wrong with this answer, and Meng Han nodded in agreement.
"To protect the Lord and the territory. Jo Bizhu was a little more thoughtful, so he replied a little more. His answer, there was nothing wrong with it, and Meng Han nodded in the same way.
"But that's the end goal, not the clear goal of our training. After Meng Han agreed with the two of them, he immediately expressed a different opinion: "It's not that what you said is wrong, it's just that the purpose of the training is not detailed." ”
Looking at Qiao and Zhu, who were still puzzled, Meng Han smiled and asked, "It's good to protect me, or to protect the territory, to what extent can you protect me?" Is it to your level, or to the point of a sword saint or a sword god?"
When he heard Meng Han say about the Sword Saint and the Sword God, Qiao's brows furrowed, and a disdainful light seemed to emerge in his eyes, as if he was laughing at Meng Han for not being able to measure himself and not being qualified to be protected by the Sword Saint or the Sword God. However, the gaze was fleeting, and then it returned to normal.
Meng Han didn't notice this detail, but continued to preach in the face of two people who couldn't answer this question: "So, we have to formulate a training plan, for example, during these twenty days, to make their physical fitness reach the level of being able to cultivate Dou Qi, isn't this more specific?"
Qiao and Zhu didn't refute what Meng Han said, and nodded silently.