Liu Penzi rode out of the city with more than 100 people and came to the camp that he had chosen a few days ago. It was a gentle slope outside the East City. There was a small river under the slope, and there was a large open space by the river. Not to mention one hundred people, even thousands of people could be pulled apart for drilling.

As a military fan, Liu Penzi finally came to ancient times and finally realized his dream of becoming a general with a golden sword and an iron horse.

In his previous life, he read many ancient military books, "The Art of War", "Six Strategies", "Sima Fa", and "Ji Xiao New Book". From strategy to tactics, from training to military training to using troops, the ancients had their own methods.

It takes time to train a strong army. Liu Penzi only requires two words for the first joint training of this guard team: neatness.

The horses should be neatly mounted, the horses should be neatly dismounted, the line should be neatly advanced, the forward progress should be neatly turned, the sword should be drawn, the spear should be raised, and the slogans should be neatly shouted.

The one who comes into contact with this group of cattle and horses is the most common one. The horse officials are generally good at riding skills, so the cattle officials are much worse. Zhai Xing is used to riding cattle and always thinks that horses run fast. Banden is short and can't even get on the horse, so he has to find the shortest young horse for him.

The teenagers had not been subjected to such constraints, and they started practicing a mess at the beginning. Everyone else started trotting, and Banden was still trying hard to climb on the horse's back. Before he could charge, Sun Yi rushed out first. Liu Penzi ordered a left turn, and the team immediately fell into chaos. Some were to the left and some were to the right. Hu Gouzi and a horse official collided with him. The horse official fell off the horse's back and was almost stepped on by the horse's hooves.

Everyone was laughing and laughing at first. In less than an hour, they were so tired that they were panting and complaining. Only then did Liu Penzi realize how difficult it is to train troops. What I thought was very simple was messy. He couldn't help but feel irritated and had to wave to let everyone rest.

Hu Gouzi said: "Your Majesty, the soldiers in the camp never line up. The general raised his sword and shouted, and everyone rushed up and killed him."

Wang Meng immediately shouted: "That's it! Can you kill the enemy by practicing this? If you practice it neatly, you can use it for a P!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was whipped with a "bar" sound, and he was shocked and jumped up, "Hey, your majesty, why are you hitting me?"

Liu Benzi covered Han Shuang with a mask and scolded, "What's wrong with beating you? If you are in front of the two armies, just by saying this, you can cure your crime of not following the orders and confusing the morale of the army. Cut off your head and hang it on the flagpole to show it to the public!" As he said that, he thrust hard twice, and beat Wang Meng to dodge left and right.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, Hu Gouzi next to him knelt down with a pounce, "Your Majesty, I am wrong. I am talking nonsense. Please punish me!"

Wang Meng also knelt down, "I am wrong, Your Majesty, I am wrong, I listen to you and don't complain. I will do whatever you say!"

Liu Penzi must first make clear orders. As the saying goes, "be kind and not in charge of soldiers." If you want to train elite soldiers, you can only strictly enforce military discipline and strictly implement them.

He shouted to the guards: "I will talk about ugly things first. I don't care how other battalions practice. If I want to be my guard and the great Han Yulin Army, I have to follow my rules. I am afraid of hardship and don't want to practice. Now I will ask you to go back to the cattle stable immediately, and I will never stop you!"

At first, everyone thought they were just coming out to play, but they didn't expect that the emperor was really here. Even his most powerful brother was beaten, who would dare to commit suicide easily? Besides, the young people were competitive and wanted to make a name for themselves. Who would be willing to return to that livestock pen to suffer? So they put away their joking and stood up and said, "I am willing to obey Your Majesty's order!"

"Okay!" Liu Penzi reached out and said, "Niu Decao, come here! You hold this whip. If anyone doesn't obey the order, he will suck it hard. If you use my whip, it is equivalent to being sucked by me with my own hands. If anyone doesn't accept it, let him talk to me!"

He adjusted the army and divided the people into two teams, one with Sun Yi as the captain and Zhai Xing as the deputy; the other with Wang Meng as the captain and Hu Gouzi as the deputy. The two teams trained separately and compared each other. The emperor was in the middle to referee. The winning team could rest after the training, but the loser was responsible for camping at night.

After starting the training again, everyone's spirits immediately became different. They were all cheering up, and their slogans were shouting loudly. Their actions were much more neat. At the beginning, people were whipped from time to time, and gradually fewer and fewer. By the evening, this cavalry team with more than 100 people had such a meaning.

The emperor decided that Sun Yi's team was more neat, so Wang Meng and Hu Gouzi had to take everyone and do the chore of setting up camp amid the ridicule of another team.

The young men started to work together, first treading the emperor's tent, and then building more than a dozen tents around the tent. Then they built wooden stakes around the camp and dug trenches. They could not be lazy in every link, just like going to war. These things were quite heavy, but fortunately, the cattle and horse officials usually endured a lot of hardships and had long been used to working.

Everyone was busy, and Zhai Xing brought someone to pull a cow over and shouted loudly: "Brothers! Your Majesty is rewarded. Let's eat beef today!"

Suddenly, the camp was filled with joy and thunder. The young men seemed to have chicken blood, as if they were injecting endless energy. Even the people who were resting jumped up to help kill the cow and make fire.

Little Banden was happy and his nose became more and more snot. "Your Majesty, I have grown up so old that I have never eaten beef. Last time I died in a war, I was snatched away by other camps. Our cow stable snatched a charred leg. I followed him to drink a bowl of broth... It was so delicious!"

Liu Pengzi patted his shoulder, "Little Banden, today you will open your stomach and eat as much as you can, don't be polite!"

Of course Banden would not be polite. None of the teenagers were polite. When it comes to eating meat, this team has an extremely powerful combat power, and its explosive power and sustainability are amazing. They can truly be called the Tiger and Wolf Army.

In the Han Dynasty, beef was hard to eat because cattle could plow the land. In ancient times, when farming was the most important means of production. To marry a daughter, the mother-in-law had to ask first: "Do you have cows at home?" The cows at that time were equivalent to the wedding house of modern young men, which was a necessity.

The only animal protected by legislation at that time was the cow. Hanlu punished the murder of cattle very severely, and the criminals had to kill the cows and pay their lives. Ordinary people wanted to eat beef, but they could only wait until the cows died naturally before they had a chance.

Of course, as the emperor, Liu Penzi had no real power, but could almost do whatever he wanted in terms of food. The cow stable was controlled by him. It was completely possible to pick an old cow that was not suitable for continuing to work, eliminate its body, sublimate its spirit, and let the guards get a meaty meal.

In this meat-eating battle, Wang Meng was the well-deserved king. It is said that he killed no less than ten kilograms of beef alone. After the meal, he lay straight in the tent, stroked his high bulge, and sighed: "It's worth dying for this beef."

The whip is fearful, and it has strict military discipline. The beef condenses the morale of the army and improves combat effectiveness. The young men devoted themselves to training with great enthusiasm. By the afternoon of the next day, the team did not say that orders were imposed, at least everyone was already working hard to obey the orders.

Liu Penzi expressed satisfaction with the current progress and could not expect to go to the battlefield after practicing for two days. Being able to obey orders and being able to line up is the basic requirement of his training. Judging from the results, it is far from the military training queue of college students in later generations, but it can be regarded as a passing eye.

Sun Yi was extremely excited. He didn't feel any pain in such practice at all, but was excited. He asked: "Your Majesty, when will we really pull it out to fight a battle?"

Wang Meng also agreed and said, "Yes, I really want to go to the battlefield and cut a few people with my own hands to try the knife."

Liu Penzi looked at the two captains who were eager to try, smiled and said, "We won't fight."

"What kind of soldiers can be trained without fighting? It's useless to practice it so well!" Wang Meng was a little discouraged.

"Why is it useless? You can show off after practicing!"

"Pret, what to put on?"

"Pretending! Well, it means that you must be neat and energetic. No matter where you go, people will be envious when they see it. They patted their thighs and said, "A real man should do this!" To achieve this effect, even if this pussy is pretending, I will feel relieved."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely live up to Your Majesty's expectations and show off!"
Chapter completed!