I got off my horse and walked up to the ten sergeants.

"Hello, sir!" they saluted me.

From their saluting postures, branded faces, and firm eyes, I knew that these ten team captains were all veterans of the original Ninth Legion.

"Hello." I said politely, "Sergeants, I have a question for you."

"yes!"

"We all know that the new recruits joining now have no fighting ability, and as soon as we come out of this passage, there may be a fight. Without training, the survival rate of these new recruits is very low... We need to train them and make them

They know how to fight, can fight, and are proficient in fighting!" I gestured for them to gather around: "But we only have less than ten days to train them. In ten days, what can you do?"

"Everyone think about it, what was your mentality when I first arrived in the Ninth Army? What kind of habits did you have? How did you change it? Everything about the new recruits is similar to yours." Seeing all ten non-commissioned officers.

In silence, I looked at them with encouraging eyes and continued to guide their thinking: "We must first list all of these before we can solve them one by one."

I believe my non-commissioned officers, similar experiences will definitely allow them to discover problems.

"Sir..." Finally, a noncommissioned officer said to me: "The biggest problem with the new recruits is that they are a little scattered."

"Okay, this counts as one." I nodded: "What's next?"

"They really want to do well in what we ask them to do," another noncommissioned officer said, "but they don't know how to do it well."

"Great! This counts as one." I said, "Continue..."

"The recruits can't control themselves and need us to remind them at any time..."

"Sir, I think we can do this..."

Although what the sergeants said was not very precise, it was enough for me. I first asked and answered questions to eliminate the nervousness of the sergeants, and then slowly deepened the topic... The lively discussion attracted people on one side.

Rock and several guards gathered around to join.

After half an hour, I already felt confident about the training of new recruits.

"That's it." I said a few more words to the sergeants: "You can return to the team!"

"Yes!" The noncommissioned officers returned to the queue with confidence and stood with the soldiers in a military posture for an hour.

I nodded to the rock beside me and motioned for him, the second lieutenant, to come on. I had already paid careful attention to what he was about to say.

Although he has just been promoted to an officer, Yan Shi, who has experienced a series of battles, is different from ordinary officers. The life and death tests have given him a temperament that is mixed with majesty, sharpness, and calmness. This is also the characteristic of all officers in our army.

Common characteristics are my greatest asset.

"Standing - this is a kind of training! Keep your head up, chest out, abdomen in, eyes straight ahead!" Rock stood in front of the queue, his body as straight as a stone sculpture, and his words sounded loudly: "In

On the battlefield, the first thing the enemy sees is your standing posture! You must stand like a boulder, and make the enemy who sees you feel that they cannot step over you no matter what! The loose ones die the fastest! Keep your ears up.

Get up and pay attention to your commander's orders..."

I am very familiar with these words. They were the words I said when I was training the first batch of non-commissioned officers in the training regiment. As a half-orc, Rock probably heard them from other officers, but he actually remembered them and used them. From this,

It seems that the orcs don't just know how to use brute force... While he was yelling at the soldiers, I had already asked someone to write down the detailed training steps...

"Sir, one hour is up." Rock ran over and said, "Sir, please give me instructions."

"Okay, you go back to the team first."

"Attention everyone... sit down!" I walked to the front of the queue and ordered them to take a break first.

"As your commander said, you cannot underestimate the two postures of standing and sitting. There is a reason for every skill your commander requires you to master." I called a soldier and pointed to various parts of his body.

The armor explained to them: "The armor is made of hard metal. Although there is padding inside, incorrect posture will still cause a certain piece of armor to press a certain part of your body for a long time, causing muscle paralysis and preventing you from quickly entering the battle!"

I asked the soldiers to test it again and again, and all the soldiers nodded convinced.

"Behind every training technique taught by the officers, there is a unique meaning. Because we do not have more time, we cannot explain it to you in detail, and from now on, I will not explain it to you again.

To explain any problem, all time must be used for training!" Seeing the effect, I lost no time in saying: "There is no doubt that your training will be very hard, and sometimes you still don't understand, but you have to remember that we

Every training you receive is aimed at protecting your lives! Every training you receive will effectively protect you from harm. The more you train for a quarter of an hour, the more chance you have of surviving on the battlefield. Understand

Yet?"

The soldiers answered me loudly: "Understood!"

"Just understand!" I nodded with satisfaction: "Now you all stand up and let your commander teach you... running!"

"Everyone pay attention..." Rock stood up and shouted: "Gather into two columns and run forward!"

I rode behind the queue and watched the soldiers running according to the command.

This running is an important formation training. It not only has practical value, but the uniform movement requirements can also allow soldiers to adapt faster and become familiar with military life.

The real army is a large collective, and there is no need for any individual voice to appear, because it is disharmonious. There is no gap in my training, one after another, one round after another, and the dense passwords can subtly influence the recruits, and a large number of

The training will make their bodies tired. Under extreme fatigue, they will respond immediately to the orders of their superiors. Every move and every move is not a reaction of the brain, but a physical condition.

reflection……

In this situation, I don't need them to think for themselves.

As soon as the training of Shishi's soldiers was completed, the training orders issued by the staff were handed over to every training officer. In addition to the necessary reconnaissance and warning forces, the troops in front and behind the passage were training in full swing.

Stand, sit, squat, stand...

Assemble, disband, run, assemble...

There are troops running in formation everywhere, and the sky is full of orders mixed with swear words. My officers are not from aristocratic backgrounds. Before training, most of them will greet the soldiers with language like "butt, shit".

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This seems to be part of the tradition of the army. The army never needs polite soldiers. What it needs is brutal and aggressive killing machines. Speaking foul language can mobilize the primitive desires in the body and help cultivate this atmosphere...

The training was extremely boring, but the soldiers' training attitude was more serious than I expected. I think this is probably because their parents are close at hand! After the first day of training, I was in a

The main reason was learned from the soldiers' mouths.

"Sir... we have never trained before." He was still looking at the ground when he was talking to me, but now he bravely raised his head and looked at me: "So... no matter how hard or tiring the training is, I feel...

Very happy..."

"So that's it..." Hearing his voice, I couldn't help but have mixed feelings, so I patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you will be happy every day in the future!"

On the third day, the formation training was basically completed. Under the command of the commander, the soldiers' movements were much more coordinated, and their scattered habits were greatly improved.

So during the break in the formation training, I arranged for the soldiers to become familiar with their other half - weapons!

Every weapon, from daggers to swords, from crossbows to spears, I want them to be familiar with the structure of these weapons, the attack range of these weapons, and the killing principles of these weapons...

This is what I say to the soldiers: "Never let your weapons leave you! Always keep your weapons in the best condition!"

But when other officers yelled at the soldiers, the words changed - they said this: "You can't live if you lose your weapon! You have to kill it at any time! It is your woman."

, it is your lifeblood, no matter what you are doing, you must hold it tight! Including eating, sleeping and peeing!"

Amidst the officers' scoldings, all the soldiers were learning to hold the weapon with one hand and only use the other hand to do things that ordinary people need two hands to do. However, it only took them two days to learn all this.

day time.

In fact, other officers have stricter requirements for soldiers than I do... They were trained by others before, and the first time they trained soldiers was under such circumstances, so their attitudes were inevitably a little excessive, but I

Very satisfied with their performance, because they inadvertently made the training effect more significant...

The training continues, no matter what, the changes in the soldiers are very obvious.

According to the schedule, on the fifth day of training, the soldiers should start fighting in small teams. But this time, I arranged a little interlude before the formal training.

Ninety recruits were placed in teams of two, facing each other in two lines, with the red team on the left and the blue team on the right.

I let them stand for a long time. Out of boredom, someone in the red team started to smile at the person opposite.

"It's funny, isn't it?" I walked over and asked him.

"Yes, sir... No, no, sir..."

"As a soldier, you should have the qualities of a soldier." I knew he couldn't answer: "And a soldier standing in the queue must not laugh at any time!"

So, I ordered the person on the opposite side to slap him. Just as I thought, the guy from the blue team didn't use much force.

"Is this how you carry out your commander's orders?" I shouted loudly: "Rock, come here and show these two people!"

Rock ran over in two steps and made the snickering soldier fall with just one slap, and another slap made the soldier opposite him fall - the orc's slap was no joke.

"In the fight with the enemy, you have no time to doubt the orders of your superiors! All orders of your superiors must be resolutely implemented!" I continued: "As punishment for your inability to execute orders, all of you here will

They all have to be slapped! Attention, everyone on the red team... slap!"

"Pah, pah, pah..." There was a sparse sound.

Then I used the excuse that the actions of the red team were inconsistent and asked the blue team to fight back... After being slapped more than a dozen times, everyone on both sides had red faces and bulging eyes as if they were trying to eat someone.

"Rock! Now it's up to you." I was very satisfied with the effect: "The unarmed confrontation begins!"

"Attention everyone... hit me!"

The red and blue teams immediately got into a fight. During the melee, fists and toes were thrown out, and people were yelling and cursing...tribal people from far away were attracted to watch.

"Boss, this training is different from our previous training!" said Jack beside him. Now he is the only free person in the entire army: "Is this effective?"

"We only have ten days. In such a short time, we cannot train soldiers as powerful as the Phantom Legion... but we can give them a temperament, a very powerful temperament, just like the Demon Alliance Army.
To be continued...