Young sergeants are all selected. Generally, they must meet three conditions to be selected. They are from a farm family, young and strong, and proficient in martial arts. Young people who can meet these three conditions are all hard-working and have superhuman physical strength. But six
The sun in Nanjing at the end of the month was so scorching that anyone who stood under the sun felt as if he had been roasted by fire. However, the soldiers gritted their teeth and persisted. After only a quarter of an hour, their faces were covered with sweat, and the thread in front of them was shaking uncontrollably.
stand up.
"Don't wander around, haven't you eaten enough?" the training officers shouted loudly, and the soldiers hurriedly braced themselves to hold on. However, they could not help but wander again after only holding on for half a quarter of an hour.
The training officers scolded, and some even had bad tempers, slapping and kicking them, but no matter what methods they used, they could not make the soldiers stay still. More and more people began to sway, and the ropes tied with stones were swinging around.
Go, it makes people upset.
"This is a joke, isn't it?" Seeing that even with punches and kicks, it was impossible to keep the soldiers motionless for half an hour, the training officers couldn't help but get angry, especially those noble disciples who were not afraid to speculate on Wang Xian with the greatest malice.
Just when he was full of complaints, he saw Wang Xian coming to the school grounds accompanied by a group of entourage. A group of distinguished disciples surrounded him and said angrily: "Is the military advisor just kidding? How can a person remain motionless for half an hour?
"This is the most basic requirement and you can't do it?" Wang Xian chuckled and said, "I think you should just pack up and go home."
"Don't slap people with your words. If you have the ability, you can set an example for us and convince the brothers." Someone sneered, which attracted a chorus of agreement: "That's right, otherwise how would we know if you are deliberately trying to make things difficult for others?"
"No problem." Wang Xian nodded and said to Zhou Yong beside him: "Bring the pacesetters here."
"Yes." Zhou Yong responded, took out a copper whistle from his belt, and blew it hard.
The rapid whistle sounded loudly in the camp, and soon the sound of uniform footsteps was heard. It was obvious that two hundred people were running, but there was only a neat brushing sound without a trace of noise.
Under the command of Zhou Yong's whistle, the two hundred people at the same time changed to walking in unison, stepping in the center of the school field, and then stood neatly, like javelins stuck there. What opened the eyes of the training officers was that no matter vertically or horizontally,
It seems that their teams are all straight lines.
A soldier tied a string around the necks of the pacesetters, tied a stone at the end, and spread lime. After a few training officers checked that everything was correct, they stepped aside, set up a timer, and then watched the changes.
The shadow of the tall tree turned, and time passed slowly. A quarter of an hour passed. Those pacesetters were soaked in sweat, and their eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with sweat drops, but the ropes on their chests remained motionless.
The smart training officer quickly pulled his hundred-man team over to watch and gave them a perfect motivational lesson. More and more soldiers came to watch, surrounding the pacesetters tightly, and the pacesetters became more and more enthusiastic.
It felt hot and stuffy, but it didn't move at all.
Half an hour later, the pacesetters were wet and wet with sweat, but they still stood there motionless like javelins stuck straight in.
Half an hour passed, but Wang Xian still refused to stop. The pacesetters continued to stand, motionless, like sculptures with firm eyes.
As the sun set, a full hour passed before Zhou Yong blew the whistle to relax. The pacesetters flexed their hands and feet, then reorganized and left in unison, as uniformly as if they had never experienced this hour before.
Wang Xian looked at the shocked training officers and said calmly: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
The officers were speechless. They originally thought that practicing standing was like child's play, but after seeing the performance of those pacesetters, they all had a strong feeling - the Iron Army seemed to be made like this.
They looked at Wang Xian with a little more conviction. After all, being able to train such a pacesetter is beyond the reach of ordinary people. It seems that Yao Guangxiao's apprentice is really famous...
"If you have nothing to say, go and eat." Wang Xian glanced at the officers and soldiers and said, "Go back and ask the soldiers to relax according to the outline, otherwise they will have diarrhea tomorrow."
At dinner that day, for the first time, the three training officers of each team sat together and did not go to their own small groups. Because now there is a competitive relationship between the teams, and the officers and soldiers of the same team will win and lose.
. The existence of this kind of relationship makes the generals and martial arts people have no choice but to put aside their arrogance and prejudice, and work together for at least these two months to strive for the best in the team.
There was a sumptuous meal on the table, but the training officers couldn't bear to eat it. They were all thinking about how to train tomorrow to reach half of the level of those pacesetters. Later, they gradually figured out the best way to reach half of the level of the pacesetters.
There is nothing better than asking those pacesetters for advice.
After a hasty meal, the training officers of each team rushed to the central military camp... They had already found out that the pacesetters were the personal troops of the military division. They met the pacesetters walking back after eating. The training officers said nothing.
They rushed in, with two or three people surrounding each other, which shocked the pacesetters. Some of them had fought in Yihong Pavilion before, and thought that the other party was coming for revenge, so they started training as soon as they took the stance.
But I saw the training officers all asking with smiles on their faces: What is this brother’s name?
The surname is Wu, what?,
'What a coincidence. My mother's surname is also Wu. We should have a good chat. Maybe we are long-lost relatives.'
‘…, the model surnamed Wu refused to argue, so he was taken away.
‘Brother, have you eaten?
'have eaten.,
‘You must not be full. I have roasted chicken and salted duck. Let’s go and have a good meal.’
'I'm stuffed.,
The thing is, I can eat after walking two steps... and I took another one away.
In the blink of an eye, two hundred pacesetters were snatched away from Yu Jingjing. The training officers pulled them back to their respective barracks and humbly asked for advice.
"Brother, how did you practice?" Conversations like this were going on throughout the military camp: "How can you stand so straight for so long?"
"It's nothing, just practice more." The pacesetters had already received Wang Xian's order, so they knew everything: "We couldn't stand for long at first, but after this first time, it will be much easier in the future. This way every time
Little by little, I extended the time, from a quarter of an hour, to two quarters of an hour, to three quarters of an hour, until half an hour, to an hour, and gradually I stuck to it."
"Then how long does it take to practice well?"
"It took us nearly two days." The pacesetters said, "It takes three or four days for ordinary soldiers." They are the result of Zhou Xin's two years of rigorous training, and their quality in all aspects is much better than that of ordinary soldiers. But these words were ignored.
The training officers thought they looked down on them, so they kept silent and secretly decided to give you a two-day visit.
"Also, are you deliberately selected by the military advisor? You are all so upright. What should we do if some of our men have bow legs and hunchbacks?"
"No, we also had these problems before. In order to correct them, the sin must be as painful as it is." The pacesetter said with a bitter face: "For example, I used to have bow legs, so I could only use a belt to hold my legs when sleeping.
The legs were tied straight together, and over time, the shape of the legs was corrected..." He said sadly: "But the tears she shed secretly are only known to me."
The training officers automatically ignored the last sentence and asked: "What about the hunchbacked ones?" Many of the soldiers were from farmers and worked all day long, and many of them had hunchbacks at a young age.
"For those who have a hunchback, it can be said that when standing, tie a wooden frame to their backs to force them not to hunched over. It will be cured in a few days."
"So that's it?" the training officers nodded and asked in a low voice: "Is this all the method the military advisor came up with?"
"yes."
"That's enough..." The training officers were about to scold them for being perverts, but then they remembered that these pacesetters were Wang Xian's personal soldiers, so they quickly changed their words and said, "Awesome." He quickly asked, "Any other clever tricks? Tell me."
Shall we open our eyes?"
The "good" pacesetters knew all about it, and taught them all the tricks of holding a copper plate between their fingers and the seam of their trousers and putting a pin on their collar, which made the training officers stunned.
It was getting dark at this time, and the soldiers in the barracks had already gone to bed, but for some reason they kept having nightmares...
What's more tragic than having nightmares is finding out the next day that the nightmares have come true.
Early the next morning, the training officers drove their soldiers out of the barracks and took them to the training ground to practice. This time they had goals, confidence, and more tricks. The hard days of the soldiers were coming...
After being drilled, their whole bodies ached, they were exhausted, and there were quite a few who even fainted due to heatstroke.
But after practicing day by day, the soldiers gradually changed their bodies. The loose folk atmosphere disappeared from their bodies, but the iron will was injected into their upright postures bit by bit.
Zhu Zhanji overlooks the school grounds from a high platform every day and can feel this change most intuitively. He sincerely said to Wang Xian: "I finally understand the meaning of the military posture. The appearance of Mount Tai will not change even though tens of millions of people collapse."
The souls of my former soldiers were injected into this group of newcomers who had never been on the battlefield."
"Ahem..." Wang Xianxin said, is it that powerful? He just copied the instructor's tactics during his military training in college.
"It's just the military advisor. It's been five days and no team has passed the first level yet. There are still thirty-five levels to go. I'm afraid we won't have enough time, right?" Zhu Zhanji even used honorifics when talking to him.
"Everything is difficult at the beginning. Once you pass the first level, things will get easier later on." Wang Xian said unhurriedly: "In fact, if they can be reborn and have the temperament of a soldier, the emperor should be satisfied."
"We still have to make the array well and do well," Zhu Zhanji Baba said: "Zhu Zhanhe, Zhu Zhantan and the others are waiting to see my joke." Zhu Zhanhe is the eldest son of Zhu Gaoxu, and Zhu Zhantan is the third son of Zhu Gaoxu.
When Zhu Gaoxu saw that the emperor was setting up a young army for his nephews, he said that his sons were adults and hoped to give them a chance to train. Zhu Di liked Zhu Zhanhe and Zhu Zhantan very much, so he asked Zhu Gaoxu to place them in the Beijing Army Guards.
During the training, Fang Shan performs martial arts, and the two brothers will also participate.