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As for bayonet fighting, it is better to say that it is a spear fighting. This is the most effective way for Lian Zining to improve the combat effectiveness of these soldiers in a short period of time. If you practice well, the power will be infinite. When the locals looked up and saw that when there were gun-like battle formations on all sides, the horror and despair in their hearts were self-evident.

Although the training content is extremely simple, it has caused these soldiers to suffer a lot - the intensity is too great.

The morning's standing military posture training ranged from midnight (8:00 am) to 3:00 noon (1:45), and nearly four hours of training, with only one cup of tea allowed to rest in the middle. At other times, they were standing, straight and meticulously. As long as there was a slight mistake, the fierce whip would fall down immediately.

The so-called spear-punching training in the afternoon lasted from the 2:00 p.m. to the end of Shen Shih. Yesterday, Lian Zining asked him to train only one move - holding the gun! He held the gun and continued for three hours, without even rest time in the middle. When the two words "end" burst out from Lian Zining's mouth, the soldiers were almost exhausted and paralyzed. They felt that their arms had changed from extremely soreness to numbness, and they seemed to be no longer their own. They could not even notice the pain when pinching them on them.

The muscles on the arms were leaping straight, which also told them the consequences of such high-intensity training.

I don’t know how the King of Hell will mess with everyone today? Looking at Lian Zining’s expressionless face, the soldiers were muttering to themselves.

Since yesterday's training, Lian Zining has obtained such a nickname - Lian Yan Wang.

Lian Zining looked around and then looked at the sky. He felt that it was almost over, so he nodded: "This morning's training will end here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a thunderous sound. He saw that the thirty-seven men who were standing straight were already lying on the ground. After training for the whole morning, their bodies were stiff and they were extremely tired. Some of them had already squinted their eyes and wanted to fall asleep like this.

"What's wrong?" Lian Zining walked around, looked at them with a smile, and said, "It seems that everyone is tired. So let's spare lunch this day. Brothers, go back to the house to rest!"

"How can that happen!" A burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the crowd: "Even Master, even Master, you are pitiful. We are so tired that you don't let your meals, so why should you bear that!"

After getting along for the past two days, the soldiers have roughly understood his personality. This Lord Lian is capable, generous, and has a strong ambition, and is even more harsh. However, as long as he asks you to complete, you will obey orders meticulously, and you will be a very easy person to get along with in private.

Lian Zining walked into the crowd, kicked them one by one, and cursed with a smile: "Then you get out of here, you have meat to eat today!"

When the soldiers heard this, they were excited. Although the new Shangguan was strict, he really said nothing to his brothers. Not only did he pay the money to pay everyone, he also paid for three meals a day during training. How many days did everyone eat a meal before? I dare not say it now, but there must be meat at noon, and the big white steamed buns are opened to eat, so I want to eat as much as I want!

Where can I find such a good boss?

The Ming Dynasty, especially the Ming Dynasty in this era, was the richest country in the world. None of them, people could at least have food and clothing, so they were relatively nutritious and their physical fitness was not bad. What they lacked was just a correct training method.

Lian Zining's method is like an assassin's knife, not so many fancy, simple, effective, and straight into the central palace!

Their physical fitness is quite good. After being a soldier for so many years, they have some old foundation, so they can get twice the result with half the effort when they train.

Even so, they were anxious and exhausted. Not to mention them, even the children who used protein to urge them from later generations could not stand it, but no one left, and no one complained about being tired in private and said Lian Zining's words.

The reason is not only the most important reason for being convinced by Lian Zining and Lian Zining also shared the joys and sorrows with them. At this time, people are simple and simple. If I eat yours and drink yours, I will naturally work hard for you! That's that simple.

Moreover, they are used to being poor. The court threw them in this remote countryside and could not see hope in their lifetime, and they didn’t even have the most basic things like military pay, military uniforms, armor, and armor. At this time, Lian Zining’s appearance gave them hope. He told them, following me, you have a bright future!

Now Lian Zining has been regarded as a pillar and hope by everyone.

Just like the simplest sentence, following me, having meat to eat, Lian Zining gave them hope that they could burst out the greatest energy.

The soldiers looked at each other and suddenly rushed from the ground one by one, heading towards the east wing on one side.

Originally, the east wing room was dilapidated and became a place for piles of miscellaneous items. Now Lian Zining has changed it, repaired and cleaned up the garbage, and dug several large holes in the wall. The sun shone in, and it was transparent and the lighting was excellent. This place is now the kitchen and dining room of the Chenzi Institute, which has a long table and a dozen benches. The person who cooked was an old man and was also the officers and soldiers of the Chenzi Institute. He was the most experienced among all, and he was over fifty years old. When Lian Zining saw that he was old, he was afraid of making a fuss, so he allowed him to do this kitchen and cook for everyone.

"Oh, Mr. Wang, is this stewed chicken?" Wang Mazi rushed in first. He asked with a salivation in his mouth with his nose moving, his eyes framed.

The big spoon in the hand of the boss Lao Wang, a big pot on the stove next to him was bubbled, and a strong fragrance burst out from it, which was extremely tempting. Next to him was a big bumper, and the big white steamed buns were piled up like mountains.

Wang Mazi reached out and took out a piece of chicken from a pot to eat. When Lao Wang knocked it open with a spoon, he scolded: "Take your dog's legs away. Before you eat it, do you eat it first? Do you understand the rules?"

Wang Mazi smiled embarrassedly and shrank his hand back.
Chapter completed!