If you are in the army, you are a soldier.

The nature of a military man is obedience.

Time is still short, Han Zhen doesn't expect them to support him from the bottom of his heart, he just needs to make these people fear him and obey him, it is enough.

In the future, as long as the rewards and punishments are clear, they will be grateful to Dade.

People are like this, they don't listen to their good voices, and they have to be slapped to be honest.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng was about to enter the capital, and Chongzhen asked the court officials to donate money to suppress bandits.

moved with affection, knew with reason, and finally raised 200,000 taels.

When Li Zicheng entered Beijing and put the knife on the necks of these people, he soon obtained more than 70 million taels.

What were the virtues of civil officials at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and what were the virtues of Jiannu after they entered the customs?

It's nothing more than Jiannu's knife is sharp enough, fast enough to kill, and ruthless enough!

There is nothing orthodox or unorthodox, it's just that the killing is not ruthless enough.

Kill ten literati, you are a traitor.

Kill 100,000 literati, you are the true dragon son of heaven who is ordered by heaven!

……

Wang Wu and the three of them endured the pain in their abdomen, and ran wildly on the grain field with a pale expression.

Ten laps, three thousand meters, and only a quarter of an hour to complete.

On the contrary, it was Zhang He and others who slowed them down by a whole circle.

After running, everyone gasped one by one, looking at Han Zhen in horror.

Seeing this, Han Zhen nodded with satisfaction: "Rest in place for a quarter of an hour!" ”

Crash!

As soon as the words fell, Wang Wu's legs were weak, and the whole person was lying on the ground on all fours.

The chest rises and falls like a bellows.

Staring at the sky stunned, he didn't mention how much he regretted it, why did he have to snooze for that hour, it would have been better to come earlier.

As for resenting Han Zhen, he didn't dare.

When the knife came just now, Wang Wu felt a strong murderous aura.

He really wanted to kill himself!

The others were also uncomfortable at the moment, and one by one they fell to the ground, and only heavy gasps remained in the huge grain field.

A quarter of an hour later, Han Zhen's voice sounded again: "It's time." ”

Hearing this, Wang Wu dragged his tired body and forcibly got up, as did the others, for fear that they would be punished if they were slow.

"Grab an axe and follow me up the mountain."

Han Zhen pointed to a basket of axes beside him.

Everyone stepped forward one after another, picked up the axes one by one, and followed behind Han Zhen honestly.

There was no barracks in the village, so they had to build their own.

Not only can you save a sum of money, but you can also build a military camp to survive.

In ancient times, soldiers often used to ram the school field with a sledgehammer, one to level the land, and the other to boil up the strength, killing multiple birds with one stone.

The location of the barracks, Han Zhen chose a gentle area in the mountains, and he only needed to cut down the trees and tamp the land to use it as a school field.

Leading them to the mountain, Han Zhen pointed to the gentle section ahead, and said, "Before the sun sets, cut down enough fifty trees, and all of them will be punished." ”

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Tuk tuk!

Soon, the sound of logging sounded in the forest.

Most of the mountains are pine trees, and each one is as thick as an adult's thigh, so it is not easy to cut down one.

At first, it was fine, but when a tree was cut down, everyone felt their arms swell.

Especially Wang Wu and the three of them, before they had time to digest the wheat rice they ate in the morning, they all vomited out.

After running for 3,000 meters, he was immediately pulled to cut down trees, and the bone-eating hunger suddenly surged up.

One of them secretly glanced at Han Zhen, and seeing that he didn't pay attention to himself, he quickly picked up a handful of weeds, patted the soil on it, and stuffed the white and tender grass roots into his mouth and chewed.

The taste of the grassroots is not good, but with something in the bottom of the stomach, it is finally a little more comfortable.

Before you know it, it's noon.

The figures of An Niang and Fang Sansan appeared in the field of vision.

The two of them struggled to carry a large wooden barrel and slowly walked towards the mountain.

Seeing this, Han Zhen ordered: "Go to two people and help carry the rice up." ”

Zhang He was more clever, immediately threw down the axe, and ran down the mountain.

Immediately afterward, another man followed.

When the rice was carried up the mountain, An Niang lifted the lid, held the wooden spoon and said, "Put the rice!" ”

When these soldiers saw the white rice in the wooden barrel, they couldn't help but be stunned.

It's not multigrain wheat rice, but fragrant rice!

Northerners like to eat pasta, not by nature, but by no choice.

The geographical conditions in the north are destined to be scarce paddy fields, so rice is a precious grain, even if the peasants have rice fields at home, they are not willing to eat it themselves, but take it to pay taxes or sell it for money, and then buy miscellaneous grains to eat in exchange for money.

Zhang He and the others never thought that Han Zhen would take rice for themselves to eat.

For a while, a different emotion rose in everyone's hearts.

The dish that goes with the rice is the vinegar ginger and salt mustard pickled by Chef Shen herself, which tastes very good and goes well with rice.

A group of people sat under a tree with a meal, and devoured their food.

Wang Wulian ate two large bowls and put down the dishes and chopsticks.

In fact, he hasn't eaten enough yet, and he still wants to eat another bowl.

It's just that the encounter in the morning left some shadows on him, for fear that after eating, Han Zhen asked them to run ten laps around the grain field.

However, what Wang Wu didn't expect was that after eating, Han Zhen instructed: "Rest in place for a quarter of an hour, and when the time comes, you can cut down the tree." ”

Ay!

Why don't you eat more than a bowl of rice?

Now I can't eat it if I want to, because the two little ladies have already carried the barrel down the mountain.

But the rice is really delicious, fragrant and sweet.

Wang Wu couldn't help but smack his lips, reminiscing about the taste of rice.

……

All day, they were cutting down trees.

Fifty trees, with an average of a little more than four per person, may sound simple, but when you actually pick up an axe, it's not the same thing.

The further back I went, the weaker I became, and the more my arms became sore.

In everyone's palms, a few blisters were also grinded out.

When Wang Wu cut the fourth tree, he only felt that the axe in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and every time he swung it, it seemed to exhaust the strength of his whole body.

"Wang Wu, you take a rest first, and I'll help you."

At this moment, Zhang He stepped to his side.

"Thank you!"

A hint of gratitude flashed in Wang Wu's eyes.

Zhang He is not a good man, just because Han Zhen said that he must cut down 50 trees before sunset, otherwise all of them will be punished.

In the morning, he had already seen how Han Zhen punished Wang Wu and them.

As soon as he thought of Wang Wu lying on the ground and vomiting, he was terrified.

Now that the sun is setting in the west, there are still three trees left, Zhang He doesn't want to be punished, so he can only choose to help.

Seeing this, others also looked for help.

Seeing this scene, a smile flashed in Han Zhen's eyes.

I have to say that the method of punishing all is really useful in the army.

It can quickly bring the soldiers closer and maintain the friendship between them.

When the last tree fell, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang He rubbed his sour arm and said, "Village Chief, we're done!" ”

"Go back to eating."

Han Zhen waved his hand, turned around and walked down the mountain.

On the grain field, man No. 11 held a bowl and swallowed wheat rice.

After they finished eating, Han Zhen said loudly: "Tomorrow, come to the grain field to gather." ”

"Yes!"

Wang Wu's heart sank, and he hurriedly responded.

"Let's go back."

Hearing this, everyone slowly got up and walked towards their homes.

Now that the barracks have not yet been built, they can only let them go home, and when the barracks are built, they will have to stay in the barracks all day except for Xiumu.