Chapter 200: School Training

When the four of them returned to the school grounds, Li Siye stood on the pole three zhang wide and four zhang long, pointed to the edge and said to the old shopkeeper: "Find some tough wood to make a stake, sharpen the bottom and nail it into the soil to keep it firm, three on each side, and eight in total." The wooden stake should be polished with a planer, without edges and corners, and then fixed with hemp rope up and down three ways to make a fence appearance, and the rope should be chest-high, which is the case. ”

The old shopkeeper seemed to understand that the captain was going to use a soft rope to fix the fence.

"But," he asked, suspiciously, "don't you leave the door?"

Li Siye raised his head and thought for a while, and said: "You don't have to stay, you can jump out if you win, and you can climb out if you lose." ”

The owner of the coffin shop roughly understood what to do, although he didn't know what it would do, so he nodded and agreed.

"And over here," he said, leading the old shopkeeper to the base of the city wall, and roughly described his desire to make a windowless cramped room, or a confinement room for short.

The old shopkeeper asked in surprise, "The coffin that is erected?" ”

"Wrong, wrong, wrong! It's a small room, and you have to keep the door. Make me six, there must be a foundation, the board must be more than six inches, the seam must not let light in, and there must be a small square hole at the bottom for delivery. The interior space should also be exquisite, high enough for adults to stretch their waists while standing, wide enough for people to sit and stretch their legs, and that's it. ”

The shopkeeper muttered to himself, what is the difference between this and a coffin, no, there is still a difference, whether the coffin is alive or dead, it can make you lie comfortably. So what the hell is this?

"Master Jun, please rest assured, tomorrow I will ask the shop to do the work for you, absolutely tight, airtight."

Li Siye paid a string of money to the store, and the other party said goodbye, turned around and slowly withdrew from the school.

Fujimaki and Tian Zhen were confused when they heard it next to them, and hurriedly asked: "What is this going to get, if you live in a cell, there is a cell outside the official residence of the city envoy, why should we build it ourselves?" “

Li Siye clasped his hands to his chest and said: "It is too unwise for a soldier to violate the law and beat a military stick to maim his body, from now on, no matter who violates military discipline, he will be locked up." ”

Confinement requires isolation from light and sound, creating feelings of loneliness and hopelessness. It is no problem to isolate the light according to the current conditions, but it is not possible to isolate the sound, there is no spare space in the city, there is a flow of people on the city walls and in the barracks, and only by strengthening the discomfort can the deterrent effect of beating the baton be surpassed.

Fujimaki laughed: "Lock people up, what kind of punishment is this?" Do you do this, violate the military order, and don't let it suffer from flesh and skin, just think about it? Can you think about facing the wall? I think you can only become a monk. ”

"If it doesn't work out, you'll know if you try it, and those who have tasted it will know how terrible this thing is."

In the early morning of the second day, the coffin shop had already called a few men to come to the school field to make a fighting ring fence on the military platform, and then used a horse-drawn carriage to pull the plates, and set up the so-called confinement room on the spot.

The barracks was still quiet, and many people curiously came over to see what Li Siye had asked the carpenter to build, although they were interested, they didn't think that it would make them talk about it in the future.

In the three or four days that Li Siye came to take office, he neither convened training nor conducted drills, and military discipline was still sloppy as usual; at night, some soldiers went to the city to gamble on leaf money, and some people went to the Qinglou to drink flower wine, and had a private meeting with orchids, and everyone showed a sluggish atmosphere, just like the lazy men basking in the sun against the wall in the ravine, and the rotten situation went down day by day. Maybe it's really like what Zhao Chonghuan and Gao Xianzhi said, the hearts of the eighth group that were put together are scattered.

Li Siye could vaguely feel that these people were dissatisfied, but he didn't know the reason, but it would never be because of the death or injury in battle. The border soldiers have long looked down on life and death, and there are other things besides life and death.

In the early morning of the fifth day, Li Siye finally rang the copper cymbal hanging on the shelf outside the door of the duty room, and the sound was crisp and cold, wafting in the sky above the adobe house complex.

Many people ran out of the room, looking at the school field and hesitating. Yuan Tao, the brigade marshal who was demoted to the team, pushed the door out, wearing iron scale armor, with a horizontal knife hanging from his waist, and walked towards the school field with a pocket in his hand. His steps were steady and calm, and he shouted coldly to a few soldiers who were watching: "Are you soldiers or civilians!" If you are a soldier, you must obey military orders! Didn't you hear the cymbals! ”

The soldiers nodded in a panic and ran back to the adobe house, hurriedly putting on their armor and running out with their horizontal knives.

Cheng Jichang also put on his armor, but squatted on the threshold of the adobe house and watched. Xiao Si ran over and whispered a small report in his ear: "Brigade Marshal Yuantao has put on his armor and gone to the school field." ”

"This Yuan Tao! Hey, he's a loyal dog. Cheng Jichang chewed on the root of his teeth and said.

"Fart, I think he is a villain at both ends of the first rat, pretending to be high on the surface, but actually patting the new lieutenant's ass, what is the difference between him and those generals who are promoted by burying their brothers?"

Xiao Si scolded hatefully, bowed his head and said to Cheng Jichang: "He goes, let's not go, let's see who is the real Qinggao!" ”

"No, I'm going! The rafters that come out rot first. This new Lieutenant Li, we can't figure out his way, don't do it hard, go! ”

Cheng Jichang made a decision, bounced his feet off the threshold, and walked quickly towards the school field.

Xiao Si chased after him, still hesitantly asking, "Sixth brother, are we really going?" Yesterday three of my brothers went out for a drink of flower wine, and they haven't come back yet. ”

"Whatever they do!"

The two brigades gathered on the playground, and the soldiers were very accustomed to looking for their own brigade commanders Cheng Jichang and Yuan Tao, forming a queue behind them, ten people were one tithe, the chief was standing at the head of the platoon, five tithes were a team, the team was standing in front of the chief, two teams were a brigade, and the brigade leader was standing in front of the team. What Li Siye saw was a cone-shaped formation, and the officers always stood at the tip of the cone.

Cheng Jichang turned his head and stared at Yuan Tao meaningfully, but Yuan Tao seemed to be unconscious, looking up at the air in front of him.

Fujimu and Tian Zhen stood in the empty space very embarrassed, and Li Siye just smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care. This is the process they will inevitably go through, and being able to turn a group of strangers into robes of life and death is a must for becoming a general.

Li Siye stood in the fighting ring, and the pro-soldiers he brought from the Green Ridge stood on both sides of the duty room, with bright iron armor, knives in both hands, and a serious face, as cold as an iron mask.

They are Li Siye's face, a mirror that reflects his ability to command soldiers.

"Fuji Mu, Tian Zhen, the two of you are in the queue."

The two crossed hands, came to the queue, and stood calmly in front of Cheng Jichang and Yuan Tao. Tian Zhen also whispered to Cheng Jichang in annoyance: "Stand back!" ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but squeeze to the front, Cheng Jichang was even more annoyed, and went to hit Tian Zhen with the robe of fine scale armor, but Tian Zhen had real means, and he didn't move, but instead pouted his ass and arched Cheng Jichang back a few steps, and hit the team behind him, Xiao Si retreated and bumped into Shi Chang behind him, and fortunately Shi Chang stabilized his body, otherwise it would really form a domino effect.

"Silence!"

Li Siye shouted, glanced at the sergeants with stern eyes, and asked, "Are there any absentees who have not arrived?" ”

Cheng Jichang turned his head and looked sideways, and Xiao Si stiffly stepped forward and said, "There are three people in my team who have not returned at night. ”

Li Siye nodded, but he didn't get angry, and said, "I called you to line up today to announce a few rules. First, in the future, any act of learning martial arts must come to this ring under my feet. Outside the ring is a brawl, and there is heavy responsibility. In the ring, there is competition, not only not punishment, but also reward the winner. ”

"Second, brawls and gambling, overnight stays in Qinglou, conscription of latecomers, and neglect of military orders must be severely punished and confined." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the root of the city wall: "There is the confinement room, seven days of brawls and gambling, seven days of overnight stay in the Qinglou, seven days of conscription of latecomers, ten days of neglect of military orders, and fifteen days of deliberate troublemakers!" ”

The soldiers looked at the five wooden houses that had been built, and there was nothing special about them, except that they were restricting their movements, compared to the broken sticks. For these rough-skinned men with thick skin, thirty or fifty sticks are just tickles, and if they can't resist a hundred sticks, they are not tough guys.

How can they be helpless if they are simply locked up for seven or ten days?