Next.

Morning.

Ke Zhinan and Qi Sheng went to the barracks for a turn, and the army has already begun to drill.

The rebels are still a little sparse, but it's still like that.

As long as the rectification continues, it will not be long before military discipline will come up.

He stopped outside a school yard and stopped with Qi Sheng to watch the army practice.

The number of troops is not very large, about five or six hundred people.

Su Xuan was the head of the sect and was assigned to each formation with a head coach.

At this time, the sky had already brightened, but it was clear that this formation had been practicing for half an hour.

Many people are tired and out of breath, and they don't seem to have any energy anymore.

The head of the sect walked up behind a few lazy men and stood with his hands in his hands.

"A few of you, if you can't practice, Lao Tzu will give you two choices: first, practice until you reach the standard today and then eat; Second, go home and hug the! Our army doesn't raise waste!" The head of the sect shouted loudly.

Several people are lying on the ground doing tiger push-ups, that is, push-ups.

This is a must-practice item for the Musou Army every day, and in addition, there are also pull-ups and other subjects to train physical strength.

These were naturally made by Su Xuan before.

On the battlefield, soldiers do not need to be strong in martial arts because they are numerous.

But they must not be soft-footed shrimp.

The physical strength of all soldiers must keep up so that this formation can have the ability to fight for a long time during the battle.

The most expensive thing to fight a war is also physical energy.

These people shrank behind the formation and lazied, as if they thought no one could see it.

"Get up."

The head of the sect said coldly.

Seven or eight people looked up and looked at the head of the sect.

"Get up!"

The head of the sect suddenly raised his hand, and the whip in his hand "snapped" crisply, which frightened several people to get up one after another.

"Come with Lao Tzu."

The head of the school brought the men to the front of the schoolyard.

"Get down, tiger push-ups." The head of the sect said coldly.

"Leader, we've done seventy or eighty tiger push-ups, and before that, we've run dozens of laps, doing more than a dozen up-and-down and squatting...... We haven't even eaten breakfast yet, so where do we have the strength." One of them was full of bitterness and helplessness, and he really didn't have the strength to speak.

"What did Lao Tzu just say? Since you can't do it, let's go home and hug the!" The head of the church shouted.

"You!"

The man in the lead looked a little angry.

It's okay to scold below just now, and now pull them in front of everyone to scold, what's the matter?

Isn't this a public slap in the face?

"This is the barracks, and you are soldiers. Now it's a drill, and you must obey Lao Tzu's orders unconditionally!" The head of the church shouted.

The leader was very large, and he stood in front of the leader, a head taller than the leader.

The head of the church looks very thin.

But in terms of momentum, the head of the sect completely covered the leader.

"If you don't want to work hard, and you don't want to make a fool of yourself in public, then you will rivet Lao Tzu to practice!" The head of the church shouted.

"You let us do this and that, do it all morning, hehe, it's easy for you to say, you just have to move your mouth. We didn't eat anything, we didn't drink a sip of water!" The man shouted coldly.

Everyone stopped one after another, watching the thorn head and the sect head choking on fire.

This leader is a captain in the Musou Army, and a small team of the Musou Army is twenty people.

He is a veteran of the Peerless Army, and he has managed many people, as well as thorns.

If he can't be shocked by this kind of scene, he is not worthy of the word "unequaled" in his heart.

"Why, do you think Lao Tzu is asking you to do things that Lao Tzu can't do? Or, do you think you are better than Lao Tzu, and you want to replace Lao Tzu's position as the head of the sect?

The head said coldly.

"Do you have the ability to do the project we practiced just now?" Thorn Head said coldly.

"Okay, if Lao Tzu can't do it, you will be the head of this army in the future. But what if Lao Tzu did it?" The head asked.

"I'll do whatever you say in the future!" Thorn Head said coldly.

He felt that the coach looked so weak that it was impossible for him to do all the training in the morning in one go.

They don't usually practice, so they don't know that these seemingly simple projects are so tiring.

They don't do it too complicated in the morning, and running can only be considered a warm-up.

Then there are 100 pull-ups, 200 squats, 100 sit-ups, and 100 tiger push-ups.

In fact, these events are all daily warm-up items for the Musou Army.

The Musou Army had to complete this every day before breakfast.

And their amount is double.

But now that the drills are in the morning, the rebels are still not finished.

But the head coach was not in a hurry.

After all, the quality of these people can't be compared with the Wushuang Army.

Everyone in the Musou Army has been selected, and not anyone who wants to be a soldier can enter the Musou Army barracks.

"Okay, if Lao Tzu does it, you not only have to listen to Lao Tzu, in the future, in addition to meeting all the training requirements of Lao Tzu, you also have to serve Lao Tzu tea and pour water, and be responsible for cleaning the school field every day, how about it?" The head said.

"Hehe, okay."

Thorn Tou felt that although this man looked very imposing, he definitely didn't have much strength, and he would definitely not be able to do it.

There's nothing wrong with embarrassing him.

The head of the sect had planned to take off the armor on his body, but he thought about it.

It's not that the armor on his body is too heavy, but it always feels weird to wear.

After all, the Musou Army is all soft armor......

But they usually train, and it's basically weight-bearing training.

Subsequently, the head of the sect began.

He goes to pull-ups first, walks in front of the solitary work, grabs it with one hand, and begins.

"A hand?"

"That's a lot of speed......

"I've just tried one hand, and it's countless times harder than two! There's no way to pull yourself up!"

"You still have one hand, Lao Tzu pulls his two hands more than a dozen times and feels like it's about to break......

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Everyone watched the movements of the head of the sect and gradually became surprised.

He seems to have physical abilities that ordinary people simply can't have.

A hundred pull-ups with one hand is as easy as drinking water.

Finish with your left hand, then switch to your right hand, and do a hundred more.

After doing the pull-ups, he didn't stop and immediately moved on to the next project.

The crowd gradually formed a circle around the head of the sect and watched him perform......

Then, someone started clapping their hands better.

The prickly heads watched the movement of the head of the sect and were completely stunned.

Is this Nima still a normal person?

Not only are he pull-ups with one hand, but also squats with one leg, push-ups and one-handed......

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