A hundred people form a team and set off one by one.
The mighty team running around the barracks at the foot of the mountain should be a spectacular thing. Although everyone complained and shouted, it didn't delay things. The coach in charge of He Yan and his team was named Liang and called Liang Ping. He was just as ruthless and ruthless as the head coach Shen. I saw him saying: "Quickly line up, go!"
With an order, everyone followed the team and started running with heavy loads.
He Yan was carrying such a large sandbag on her back, she just felt like she was carrying a rock, and it was not stable to press her down. Since she became Miss He, she has accompanied He Yunsheng up the mountain to chop wood every day, but she can only make the weak body of the eldest young lady healthy, or stronger than girls of the same age. But Xiao Jue's iron-blooded training method is really overwhelmed.
He Yan in the past was okay, but He Yan now is difficult.
There were people around him constantly surpassing He Yan. Most of the people who came to join the army were strong, tall and mighty people, but they were not so tall, and most of them came from poor families and were used to heavy work. Although it is tiring to run laps with sandbags, it is not bad. There are very few people as weak as He Yan, and few of them died on the way to Liangzhou. It can be said that at the foot of Baiyue Mountain, Liangzhou Guardian, in terms of physical aptitude, He Yan is the weakest One.
The two brothers Shitou and Mai ran very fast. They hunted in the mountains and often chased their prey. The prey they hit was tied to their bodies, and they were used to running around with their prey, so it was relatively easy. Hong Shan was probably a little older. After running around, he was out of breath. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Hey, it's really not human."
He didn't hear He Yan's answer, and when he looked back, he saw that He Yan had fallen more than ten steps behind him, so he slowed down a little and waited for He Yan to go up and down and ask, "Ahe, can you hold on? It looks a little uncomfortable for you."
He Yan's face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead to his chin, and disappeared into his clothes again. Carrying a sandbag, like those children on the capital pier who were sold by their parents to their gang masters as coolies, it was unbearable to watch.
"I'm fine, Brother Shan, don't worry about me, you run first, if I can't run fast, let me run slowly behind." He Yan smiled, "You can go to the shed to rest after you run early, don't wait for me."
"Would you like to tell the instructor," Hong Shan said hesitantly. Seeing that no one around was paying attention to them, he leaned in and whispered, "Either run a few laps secretly, no one will see it anyway."
"I know." He Yan laughed, "Brother Shan, go first, we'll meet later."
Hong Shan repeatedly confirmed that He Yan didn't need help, so he ran away with a sandbag on his back. He Yan scratched his head and showed a helpless smile.
The teacher said that you can't do it? How is it possible, if you enter the military camp, you have to do it. Run two laps secretly? How could it be possible? Now it looks like there are people around who haven't seen it, but these instructors are very skilled, and there are hidden guards on the side of the road. If you really want to run a few laps secretly, it is a violation of military discipline, and you will be dragged out to get a stick. She knew this thing when she was a general, but when she was a soldier, she had no reason to dig in.
It's just... She wiped the sweat that rolled on her eyelids and looked at the golden sun hanging over her head.
It's so hot!
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In the guardhouse, someone came out.
Cheng Lisu fanned with a folding fan, looked at the mountain peaks covered by clouds and mist in the distance, and said happily: "The scenery here is also very good, 10,000 times more beautiful than the capital! Uncle really has a good vision!"
Xiao Jue followed behind him, wearing a black gold robe embroidered with cloud patterns and a long sword slanted around his waist. His eyes were like stars, his lips were red, his aptitude was romantic, and his appearance was beautiful, like a noble child who happened to pass by. The ground also added a bright color.
"They're running, tsk tsk tsk," Cheng Lisu shook his head, "If I were to do this, I would certainly not last for a quarter of an hour."
"Then you go back." The answer to him was a cold taunt.
"Ah, what are you talking about, the wind is so strong, I can't hear... Uncle, who do you think is here?" Cheng Lisu cut off the conversation bluntly.
The person who came was the instructor Shen Han. He stopped in front of the two of them, saluted Xiao Jue, and said, "The Governor."
"How about the recruits?" Xiao Jue asked.
"It looks pretty good, but there are a few that don't work, maybe it's just fine after practicing." Shen Han replied.
"What's the matter with that person?" Cheng Lisu pointed to the distance, "It seems that he is about to run and kneel."
But looking at the long road, there is a young man with a short stature who is running, saying that he is running, but he is running too slowly. He was most of the way away from the team in front of him, and in fact, his frail looking bag was heavier than himself.
"That's Liang Ping's soldiers, running the fourth lap."
"The fourth circle?" Xiao Jue raised an eyebrow.
The rest of the people have already started to run the seventh lap. This person has just started to run the fourth lap. After falling so much, he said lightly: "The qualifications are too poor."
Cheng Lisu and Shen Han looked at each other and didn't say a word. They were stamped by Xiao Jue as "poor qualifications".
"It doesn't matter if the qualifications are too poor," Cheng Lisu thought of something and smiled, "It's not bad to be a gang leader, if he is good at craftsmanship."
He Yan himself, who was hoped for "good craftsmanship", has run away at this moment and doesn't know what to say. The sandbag on his body was really heavy, but he had to continue. Because she clearly understands that physical training is just the beginning, and after a period of time, skill training will be gradually added, such as bows and arrows.
But if you can't even bear physical training, you are not qualified to continue skill training, and you will be thrown directly to be a team leader.
She didn't want to be a trooper.
Near the pergola, Hong Shan ran the last lap, finally found the wheat and stones resting in the shed, and sat down next to them.
Mai Mai looked around and asked, "Where's Brother Ahe? Haven't you come out yet?"
"I don't know, I didn't see him," Hong Shan was also a little worried, "Isn't this kid unable to escape?"
"Didn't you tell Brother Ahe to run two laps secretly?" Mai whispered, "No one saw it anyway."
"I told him already! This kid is a stubborn donkey and won't listen to me, what can I do?" Hong Shan spread his hands.
The two were talking when Shishi suddenly said, "Come on."
A few people followed his gaze and saw a young man running slowly at the end of the long road in the forest. The sandbag he was carrying was too big for his stature, his hair was wet into strands, and beads of sweat slowly dripped down his forehead to his chin, sinking into the soil under his feet. He ran past the pergola and did not glance this way, but continued forward and started a new lap.
"He's still running..." Wheat murmured.
He Yan didn't stop.