"Column 1, guns. Kill!"
A row of spears stabbed out, and grass clippings flew a few steps away.
"Second column, guns. Kill!"
The second row of long spears stabbed in succession without stagnation, followed by a third shout. Five people in one row and twenty spears in four rows smashed the sturdy straw figurines in front of them. After all of them were stabbed, the five straw piles in front of them were already in tatters.
Before anyone could speak, the two soldiers hurried over, removed the old stake, and replaced it with a new straw man. The four corpsmen immediately stepped forward, stood on their own positions, took up their spears, and went deep. Take a breath.
"Take the gun. Kill!"
This is the assassination action that the part must practice every day. The corps leader led the recruits to attack the target in front of them with guns in both hands. The spears they are holding now are not the bare wooden poles they used to have. Each spear has an iron tip that is more than three inches long. Although it weighs only a few taels, its lethality has been increased several times. It is quite shocking and intimidating.
"Drink!" Zhu Er had to stop and gasped for the last shot. This is the third round. Who would have thought that it would take so much effort to just stab such a shot. However, he didn't dare to neglect him at all. The troupe was not a place where you could just eat food when you came in. If you couldn't keep up with the drills, you would be fired.
Among the partners who had come together before, there were a few who couldn't keep up with the drills and had been removed from the part. Those who perform well can also be an "auxiliary soldier" without tenant farmland, and those who are not diligent enough can only go home to farm. After sifting and selecting, in the end, only four soldiers were left. If anyone did not meet the requirements, they would be demoted to "auxiliary soldiers". Such a good job, he can't just lose it!
Thinking of the ten acres of good land that had been registered in his name and could be cultivated by his family, Zhu Er immediately cheered up, followed his Wu, and walked quickly to the specified position. You have to line up before and after the gun is fired. If you can't keep up with the rhythm of the team, or if you lose the direction, you will be drawn!
Maybe it was because the queue was neat this time. The team standing in front was looking at it for a while, and finally said: "Repose for a quarter of an hour in place."
Hearing this, there was a long sigh in the crowd, and many of them sat down with their guns in their hands. It's really an afternoon practice, which has already exhausted everyone's energy. Zhu Er also let out a long sigh, dragged the gun to the shade of a tree aside, untied the water bag and drank two big mouthfuls. This water bag was also issued after they were added to the trilogy. What they drink now is not well water, but hot water that has been boiled early in the morning. Two pots.
No one knows why it takes time and effort to boil the water before drinking it, but some people say that this is the instruction of the Buddha, and it can kill some invisible diseases. These words came from the Lord Lang's mouth, and even the doctor Jiang who came to see the Lord Lang nodded and said yes. Regardless of whether it is true or not, as long as the people in the village are not too lazy, they will try to boil hot water before drinking.
After only a few sips, Zhu Er put down the water bladder and carefully checked his precious spear. This gun needs to be maintained. Whether the tip of the gun is worn or not, and whether the gun body is cracked, it must be carefully checked every day. His family corporal said that the spear is the lifeblood of a soldier. It should be carried when running, when lined up, and even carefully placed by the pillow when sleeping. If you can't even watch your life, wouldn't you be a waste person without eggs
After checking it up and down, Zhu Er was relieved. He stabbed in a good position today and didn't wear out the tip of the gun. This time the corporal can't say anything. Relaxed, he picked up the water bladder again, ready to take a few more sips. Unexpectedly, as soon as he looked up, he saw some commotion in the middle of the school field, and several people gathered around the grass target. Zhu Er's eyes were very good, and it was obvious at a glance that one of them was Sun Jiao, his own Wu Chang. Oops! Does he really want to compete with the team? !
Not even drinking the water, Zhu Er picked up the spear and ran towards the field. I saw Yi Yan and Sun Jiao both holding bows and arrows, standing in front of the grass target. Sun Jiao glanced at the people around him, and extended the game in a serious manner: "Squad, if I win, I'll practice the part for you for a day, how about it?"
Sun Jiao was originally a hunter in the village. Not only was he outstanding in his skills, he was also very good at archery. After joining the part, he was soon selected by Yi Yan and became the corps leader. However, he was quite high-spirited. After familiarizing himself with the training rules, he felt that these were not too difficult, so he began to make up the idea of "teaming up". What does it mean to lead five people, and it is powerful to be able to command twenty people to advance and retreat at the same time.
Therefore, after observing for several days, he finally decided to compare his arrows with Yiyan. It's not that he had never thought about comparing guns before, but after practicing a few times, Sun Jiao realized that this method might not work. Obviously it is also a long spear, but Yi Yan's spear is always as fast as a thunderbolt, and there is no way to hide it fiercely. In the event that a family avenge their personal revenge and was accidentally stabbed with a gun, they would definitely not survive. So, Sun Jiao put his attention down on the bow and arrow.
Archery is Sun Jiao's specialty, and Jianzhi Yiyanhui likes to practice arrows alone when he is resting. It seems that his strength is not bad, but his accuracy is far worse, much worse than his archery. With such an idea, today, he finally stood up for a battle, and he still specially adjusted this kind of rest time. Thinking about it, as long as Yiyan saves face, he will not refuse.
Glancing at him, Yi Yan said lightly, "You go first."
Is this a promise? Sun Jiao immediately regained his energy, pulled the bowstring, and shot three arrows out, hitting the grass man's chest a hundred paces away. The newly replaced straw man, when it is strong, the arrow can actually shoot into the small half, it seems that the strength is very good.
Sun Jiao put down his bow and raised his chin: "Can this arrow technique still work?"
Practicing arrows is not something that happens overnight, let alone ordinary farmers, even real sergeants rarely have outstanding arrow skills. This hand is indeed enough to show off.
However, Yi Yan didn't even look at him, he pulled the bowstring in his hand, stood still and drew the bow and arrow. His bow was also a one-stone bow, but under the full string, the long feathered arrow was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and with a slam, Doll slammed into the straw man's eyes. If this shot is missed by the slightest, I am afraid that it will slip off the target. However, the tail of the arrow did not tremble, and it sank directly into the straw, followed by the second and third, which were inseparable and nailed to a square inch less than the size of a copper coin.
After the three arrows passed, there was a burst of applause from the onlookers, and a few Jie people laughed and said, "The surnamed Sun, don't be stupid, the team is left-handed."
Sun Jiao opened his mouth. What? Left-handed? Why has he never seen Yiyan use his left hand, whether he is practicing or practicing arrows in private, he always uses his right hand! Immediately, Sun Jiao's face turned pale again. He was rashly provocative and was defeated. How would the team deal with him? Erase his corporal title, or get rid of the trilogy
Unexpectedly, Yiyan didn't mean to punish, and said, "You guys, sweep another round of thatched huts."
A simple hut was built next to the camp for them to use the toilet uniformly and accumulate fertilizer by the way. Each team takes turns cleaning the huts for seven days and keeping them clean. It's a job that no one likes to do, but it's not really a big deal. Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter. Sun Jiao blushed and muttered, "Sweep and sweep, who has never used fertilizer! Team is right, what if I win next time?"
"You can try it out." Yi Yan put down these words, and shouted at the soldiers who were watching: "Collect, start training!"
This is much shorter than the scheduled break. However, under the order, there were not even half of the people who dared to contradict. Everyone hurriedly stood in the position where they should stand, holding their guns and holding their chests, waiting for the next round of drills.
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After a day of practice, Yi Yan went to the river to take a bath as usual, washed the dust and sweat all over his body, and after making sure there was no odor on his body, he quickly changed into clean clothes and walked towards the inner courtyard.
These days, the practice of the part has become more and more diligent. However, due to the sufficient food provided, eggs are provided every day, and fish soup or broth is provided from time to time to satisfy their cravings. Everyone is refreshed after eating, and their physical strength gradually catches up. The morning run can be completed in a little more than an hour. There was no one who dragged on for two quarters of an hour.
With the spirit, the heads of these guys began to come alive. Like Sun Jiao, he has met more than once these days. However, Yiyan feels that this is not a bad thing. In the battalion, courage and courage are the key, and now they only have pikemen, which is not a problem. Maybe I should ask the lord, do you want to form a team of archers
Walking into the door, a strong smell of wormwood came from the pavement, and Yi Yan's eyes widened. Between the half-covered curtains, Liang Feng was half-naked, lying on the couch, Jiang Da was sitting beside him, holding a long needle, and with a gentle twist, it stabbed into his back. The needle was about an inch long, and most of it didn't go into the body. Just looking at it made me feel unbearable pain. However, the anger in Yiyan's chest ignited, and was quickly suppressed by force, because he saw Lvzhu sitting on his knees, covering his mouth with his hands, trembling as if he didn't dare to look.
This is healing. Yi Yan gritted his teeth. This must be a cure, otherwise Lvzhu wouldn't just look at it like this, or the lord would not let that surnamed Jiang act. But no matter how he warned himself, he still couldn't help glaring at Jiang Da and the long needle in his hand that made the scalp tingle.
From the bed, a vague voice suddenly came out: "Yi Yan, the practice is over?"
This voice immediately recalled Yiyan's reason. He walked over quickly and replied in a low voice, "My lord, the practice is over."
"Well, just sit there and wait for a while." Liang Feng did not turn his head, but instructed lightly.
With just two words, the murderous aura overflowing from Yi Yan's body faded. After finally looking forward to his companion, Luzhu turned his head tearfully, not even daring to say a word, and pointed to his side pitifully. Yi Yan didn't refute, and walked to Lvzhu's side in two steps, and sat down on his knees.
The feeling of the edge on the back finally disappeared. Jiang Da wiped the sweat on his forehead and asked, "How does Zixi feel?"
"It's a little sore, but it's not a big problem. Ji En can let go of the needles." The two are of the same age, and although their identities are different, Liang Feng doesn't care and has already changed their names.
Jiang Da nodded: "The warm acupuncture will feel a little swollen and painful at first, but it will become numb and itching after a while. You must be patient and don't move around."
After that, Jiang Da picked up another long needle, warmed it for a while on the burning moxa stick, and pierced the next acupoint. Logically speaking, the first time acupuncture is applied, it is the acupuncture point behind the puncture. No matter how mentally prepared, the patient's shoulder and back will be a little stiff, making it difficult to acupuncture. However, the man beside him was not nervous at all, just like lying on the couch dozing off, relaxed and natural, making his needle insertion a little smoother.
With such a cooperating patient, Jiang Da's movements have become much smoother, and he can pierce all the needles in a short time. He took out the moxa stick and tapped it lightly where there was no needle drop. The Jiang family is good at health preservation, and Jiang Da was taught by his grandfather to inherit the mantle. The moxibustion kung fu is naturally very proficient, and there is not even the slightest burn mark left.
However, no matter how dexterous his movements were, Yi Yan couldn't help clenching his fists. That hand roamed the lord's back so unscrupulously, and the palms were attached to the skin, like stroking the thin nape inch by inch. I don't know if it was pain or burning, the pale skin was faintly reddish under the acupuncture, and sweat was oozing out. The bun was loose at some point, and a few strands of black hair fell on his shoulders, bringing out a somewhat obscure taste.
If possible, Yi Yan could not wait to push the doctor away and wrap the body tightly with his jacket. But he can't, this is to cure the disease, to save the life of the Lord. He couldn't even keep his eyes on it, for fear of interfering with the man's movements. Yi Yan lowered his head silently and clenched his fists.
Jiang Da kept on his hands and repeated moxibustion with moxa sticks several times. When Liang Feng's back was almost soaked with sweat, he finally stopped his hands and said, "Be patient, I have to pull out the needle."
After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to stop for a while, and lightly and quickly pulled out the silver needle pierced before. A few drops of blood seeped out and mixed into the sweat. Jiang Da took the clean soft cloth on the side, carefully wiped the sweat droplets and the slightly oozing blood droplets on Liang Feng's back, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. In the future, acupuncture will be performed every five days, and after one month, You can take a medicinal bath."
"It's hard work Jien." He slowly got up from the bed, and Liang Feng said with a smile, "Lvzhu, take Dr. Jiang down to rest."
Jiang Da was also sweating profusely at the moment. Acupuncture is no joke, especially the technique used in this kind of acupuncture is very energy-intensive. After hesitating to remind Liang Feng a few more words, he slowly left the bedroom.
Seeing the outsider leave, Yi Yan's first reaction was to walk up quickly, pick up the underwear on the bed, and put it on Liang Feng.
Liang Feng smiled: "It's okay, the weather is getting warmer now, not so cold anymore."
It was only then that Yi Yan woke up, took a step back, and said after a long silence, "My lord, today Sun Jiao and I have a bow and arrow competition."
This was a change of topic, but Liang Feng didn't think much of it at all, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "He's too daring. What did you punish him for?"
Without even asking the result, the lord knew that he would win. Yi Yan's tightly locked eyebrows slowly unfolded, and said softly, "I let them swept a round of thatched huts."
"Haha, not bad." Liang Feng laughed, this is really a common punishment method in the army, Yi Yan did a good job, did not damage his authority, and never really attacked the enthusiasm of his subordinates, he did it lightly.
The other party's smile was full of approval, and Yi Yan only felt that her chest was getting hot, and the things that were invisible just now ran away like the wind. He thought about it for a while, and then said, "I think it's possible to build a new army, pick some good archery, and specialize in archery. The spear formation can only be short-handed, and if there are archers in the enemy's army, it's hard to take precautions."
Liang Feng nodded: "It's natural, but the number of people in the group is too small now, so it's best not to divide the troops. Wait until the end of the farming season and then consider adding more troops. You can lead the team to practice near the farmland recently, and release the news of recruiting new soldiers. Over time, those who want to enlist in the army will not be able to help but train secretly, which has become a good source of reserve troops. In case of emergency, they can be mobilized quickly. As for defense, these days I am letting the weaving room rush When making a batch of leather armor, the key parts will be sewn with cowhide, which cannot be considered strong, but it is always stronger than wearing cloth."
The lord always thinks more carefully than he does, Yiyan nodded vigorously: "I understand!"
"Building a strong army is not something that can be accomplished in a short period of time. Take your time and don't rush it. But you have to keep in mind that the four corps under your command are the most precious seeds. When the time is right, sprinkle them into new recruits. In the team, everyone can be the corporal leader and the team leader. Therefore, you must strictly control them so that they will not grow into crooked seedlings."
Although there are not many soldiers on hand, the soul of a unit will take root when it is formed. What Liang Feng wanted was not a litter of bear soldiers. It is the most basic requirement to be able to advance and attack, to retreat and defend, and to obey orders completely. And this point, to be implemented in the initial team building. Fortunately, he had a good vision and chose a competent leader.
There was still a burning pain on his shoulders. Liang Feng stretched his waist and lay on his side on the bed: "While it's still light, bring the volume "Spring and Autumn"."
Recently, his spirits have improved, and Liang Feng has put basic education on the agenda. During the day, Lv Zhu and Liang Rong learn to write together, and at night, he tells Yi Yan some stories from the history books. He didn't want to be surrounded by a group of illiterate people, and if he could teach, he naturally had to teach him well.
Yi Yan immediately regained his spirits and walked quickly to the outside bookcase. Looking at the eager back, Liang Feng couldn't help but smile slightly, such a day of recuperation is not bad.