Ye Yan and the three of them took Liu Xiong's general order, left the old man's courtyard, and hurriedly went to the training ground to select soldiers.

In the open space in the east of the city, the snow was cleared to the foot of the city wall, and more than a thousand soldiers were training the art of assassination, and the sharp spears sharpened from wooden sticks stabbed the scarecrow quickly and powerfully, and the sound of shouting and killing was deafening.

"Soldiers, what should we do if the Qi country invades my territory?"

"Kill!"

"Qi Guo treats us as slaves, what should I do?"

"Kill!"

"Qi killed tens of thousands of people in Yuzhou, what should you do as an orphan in Yuzhou?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The soldiers on the school field roared, and the sound resounded through the sky, shaking the snow off the treetops.

This group of soldiers is an orphan of Yuzhou, their average age is only eleven or twelve years old, and they put on battle robes in order to avenge this group of children.

Ye Yan and Zhang Jiu stood under an old tree, looking at the immature faces, slightly sad.

"Uncle Nine, choose this group of children, right?"

Zhang Jiu looked at Ye Yan puzzled, and then looked at the group of children who were really training.

"Why, the meaning of the Dead Word Camp is that there is no life or death, and this group of children will be more dangerous than usual on the battlefield with us."

Ye Yan looked at Zhang Jiu calmly, and then said in a firm tone: "I will do my best to take you to live." ”

Zhang Jiu Shikong's body stiffened slightly when he heard this, and he looked at Ye Yan seriously.

Ye Yan said in a firm tone with a serious face: "War will always die, but they are just a group of children, war should not belong to them, they should live innocently under our wings, since this is the path they have chosen, then only let them live as much as possible, I will tell you some special training methods to let you survive as much as possible on the battlefield." ”

Shi Kong was surprised when he heard this: "The donor knows how to train soldiers?"

Zhang Jiu also didn't believe it, they knew Ye Yan's skills, and they didn't think that the other party could train soldiers who could rush and kill on the battlefield without dying.

Ye Yan tidied up the neckline that was blown in by the cold wind and nodded.

Modern special forces operations, he has read it on the Internet, although he doesn't know the whole picture, but for ancient times, even a little concept is a dimensionality reduction strike.

Yes, Ye Yan plans to train this group of children to be soldiers in special operations, not soldiers on the battlefield.

After Zhang Jiu confirmed it again and again, he didn't say anything more, as the captain of the Dead Word Battalion, he naturally went to hand over the affairs of the soldiers

After coming to the training ground, the generals who trained the soldiers confirmed the waist card and handed over the roster, and the group of soldiers was classified into the Dead Word Battalion.

Five days later, at night, the bitter cold wind in the valley west of the city echoed in the valley, forming a whimper, and the white snow seemed to add a little brightness in the moonlight

At this time, the team of more than 1,000 people stood in a square formation, and the immature soldiers looked at the young man in black in front of him with almost fire-breathing eyes.

Zhang Jiu and the two were talking not far away, in the makeshift tent.

Zhang Jiu, who was dressed in armor, lost his previous casualness and became a little more majestic.

Looking at the sitting in the opposite place, the other party was still dressed in a black robe, and his handsome face gave people a sense of bewitchment, and he looked sad and compassionate under a closer look.

"Monk, do you think this kid really knows how to train soldiers?"

Shikong turned the Buddha bead in his hand: "I don't know, but Master Ye is not a believer, so I am not sure that I will not do this." ”

Zhang Jiu stood up and paced to the door of the tent, lifted the curtain and looked at the black-clothed man, and then put it down again: "But this kid is obviously messing around,

First, you don't teach the art of battlefield fighting, and second, you don't practice the combined attack of the army, so you run around like this? What's the use of going to war? Can you outrun the enemy?"

The brightly lit tent in the moonlight fell silent for a while, and it took a long time for a Buddha horn to sound.

"Amitabha!"

In front of the phalanx, Ye Yan stood in black clothes with his hands in his hands, looked at the soldiers in front of him and said loudly

"Now with your hands behind your back, prepare to leap five kilometers ahead of your target on a cliff."

The soldiers didn't move, and the fire-breathing eyes grew a little colder.

"Strategist, you're insulting us." A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in the team shouted at Ye Yan.

Ye Yan roared when he heard this: "What's your name?"

There was no fear on the young man's immature face, and he walked out of the array and hugged his fists: "Ge Dongtian." ”

Ye Yan walked up to him and said in a cold tone, "You say I'm insulting you?"

"Yes, the strategist didn't teach us to fight on the battlefield and fight in formation, but let us practice some strange movements, isn't this an insult?"

Ye Yan ignored Ge Dongtian and turned to look at the other soldiers, and said loudly: "Do you think so too?"

"Yes!"

The soldiers' voices were deafening, thinking that Ye Yan was insulting them by taking them to do frog jumps, push-ups, sit-ups, and running with logs in his arms, and that soldiers should learn the art of fighting instead of doing these strange movements.

"Ge Dongtian returns to the team."

"Yes"

"It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders, and the first thing to do when receiving an order is to carry it out, and unswervingly implement it, rather than questioning it.

If you say I'm insulting you, then I'll tell you, what is an insult, I am not responsible for you, and let you die on the battlefield, that's called an insult.

Log running can exercise your endurance, frog jumping can improve the explosiveness of your legs, push-ups can exercise arm strength, and sit-ups can train waist strength.

After long-term exercise, these can make you have a stronger physique and explosive power than ordinary soldiers.

Combined with the fighting techniques you usually learn, the chances of surviving on the battlefield can be increased by 30%, do you still think that I am insulting you?"

After speaking, Ye Yan ignored these soldiers, and gradually walked towards the camp under the moonlight, and the shadow behind him stretched under the moonlight.

Ge Dongtian lowered his head in shame, then looked firm, and said loudly, "Brothers, frog jump, the cliff is five kilometers ahead of the target." ”

Listening to the voice coming from behind, Ye Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile in his heart: "I finally got this group of stinky boys." ”

When he came to the camp tent and saw Zhang Jiu and Shikong playing against each other, Ye Yan approached to watch the battle, and he left in less than a quarter of an hour, it was really boring to watch the two stinky chess baskets play chess.

"This guy looks quite unfathomable, but I didn't expect it to be a stinky chess basket."

When he came to his camp, Ye Yan took off his shoes, looked at his worn feet and sighed: "You still need to work hard, otherwise you can't even compare to this group of stinky boys, shame!" ”

After briefly treating the wound, he walked to the room again.

Several old soldiers in the room were cleaning the kitchen utensils, and when they saw Ye Yan coming over, several old soldiers clasped their fists and saluted.

Seeing this, Ye Yan also returned the salute with a fist.

"Ye Ceshi, are you hungry when you come to the room?"

Ye Yan looked at the three old men and said apologetically: "I still need to trouble a few people to prepare more than a thousand servings of broth." ”

One of the old soldiers hesitated, "The strategists don't know, the supply of grain and grass in the army must be registered in the register, three meals a day, and a certain amount of grain for each meal have clear regulations, and now that the three meals have passed, we really can't do anything." ”