Under Xiaobai's whipping, the wilderness slaves stood up one by one, um, a standard stance. If there was anything wrong, they would be served with a small bone stick immediately.
They thought this was all, and they obviously underestimated Xiao Bai. This was just the beginning. There were still nearly two months until the tribal battle. These two months would be a nightmare for them.
Xiaobai's training is actually very simple, just standing in a military posture. This is the most basic, but even so, it is difficult for the wilderness people who are used to being lazy to accept it.
In summer, when the sun is high and the heat is very high, and there are few trees on the grassland, it is hard to describe the sour feeling of standing in military posture.
The slaves in the wilderness can only endure it. Not only must they stand, but their posture must be standard, otherwise a small bone stick will fly out from nowhere and they will be beaten until tears come from the corners of their eyes.
As for training weapons, Xiaobai is not in a hurry. This course has not yet been included in the KFC luxury lunch.
Wilderness people are more slick than prairie people. Even though they are poorer than prairie people, poverty has already shaped their alternative thinking. They are not limited to the appearance of weapons and are closer to the essence of combat. Anything that can kill people is a good weapon.
The living environment is harsh. From birth, we have to fight against the sky, the earth, and people. In fact, the wilderness people are more like forest people, the more ferocious forest people.
Dirty, savage, aggressive, ferocious, aiming for survival, lacking the influence of civilization, just like the definition of a caravan, they are a group of barbarians.
This is not to say that wilderness slaves are useless. Their innate ferocity is their greatest advantage.
Xiaobai took a fancy to this, but if they only relied on their own ferocity, it would be meaningless. They were just a group of ragged bandits, a typical example of those who go with the wind and throw against the wind. If the enemy is weak, they will be like tigers.
Bad wolves, if the enemy is a little stronger, their morale will collapse and they will become a ball of loose sand and turn into a bereaved dog.
Tribes such as caravans and reincarnation tribes have their own spiritual beliefs, so they will not behave like this. They can maintain their momentum and dare to fight and fight even if they encounter strong enemies.
Such spiritual beliefs are powerful, but they are not suitable for wilderness people.
One side believes that spiritual food and glory are above all else, while the other side wants to fill their stomachs and survive first. The fundamental concepts are different. Instilling spiritual beliefs in the wilderness people to improve their combat capabilities is simply not realistic.
This is the result of Xiaobai's careful analysis. How to change it is very simple. To put it bluntly, it just means two words: discipline!
Many times the failure of the wilderness people is not because of their lack of combat effectiveness, but because their morale easily collapses. In terms of real combat effectiveness, they may not be weaker than the knights of the caravan.
Improving their discipline and making it their instinct will increase their combat effectiveness and maintain their morale.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave prevails. Xiaobai understands this sentence very clearly, but he cannot tell it to the people in the wilderness because they dismiss it.
In this case, Xiaobai doesn't talk about big principles and goes directly to the practical aspects, using military posture training to improve their discipline, using the improvement of their quality of life to make them more obedient, and finally the intimidation during battle, who dares to retreat.
, if you sit in a row, you will end up dead. If you rush up to kill the enemy, you will be rewarded. The one who gets behind will die!
The road must be walked step by step, the food must be eaten one bite at a time, and the training must be gradual. It is impossible to become fat in one bite, so the first thing Xiaobai does is to stand in the most boring military posture.
Standing obediently, no matter how boring you are, you have to stand tall. Whoever dares to relax will be immediately served with a small bone stick, beating them until there are tears in the corners of the eyes. Anyway, the bodies of people from other worlds are very strong, and the small bone stick can beat them until they are bruised and swollen.
will cause them to be more seriously injured.
A group of unlucky wilderness people stood from morning to noon, facing the bright sun, their bodies swaying, sweating profusely, and the sweat was sticky. After evaporating, a fine layer of salt essence was formed on the surface of their bodies.
They didn't know what sin they had done to deserve such a punishment, but in the end no one dared to ask. The master is the master, and you must obey and carry out what the master says, otherwise your death will be in vain.
Under the threat of death, they have sufficient motivation.
Xiao Bai would not just accompany them to bask in the sun. He had already hid in the tent, opened the tent curtain, and would see the same thing from time to time.
He is a true god and has no feelings for cold or heat, but that doesn't mean he is willing to bask in the sun, which would make him look stupid.
There is a small pile of bone sticks next to Xiaobai's hand. When he sees someone moving around, a bone stick immediately flies out. Xiaobai doesn't know how well he has practiced his military posture, but he can practice the unique skill of throwing bone sticks with one hand.
good.
Looking at the sun, it was already noon. The knights who had also trained all morning came back on horseback. They first curiously ran to the wilderness slaves who were standing in a military posture and took a look. They laughed and laughed for a while before hooking up their shoulders.
Let's go to dinner together.
Xiaobai got out of the tent and came to the front of the wilderness slave team.
"Get in line! Get in line!" Xiaobai raised his arms and clenched his hands into fists.
Hearing Xiaobai's words, although he didn't particularly understand it, the wilderness slave also knew that it meant he could relax, and his body relaxed.
I had been standing upright in a military posture all morning. As soon as I relaxed, I immediately felt sore all over my body, especially my thigh muscles. If I moved the slightest, I would feel trembling, numb, and very stiff.
A few wilderness slaves who didn't take it seriously took a step too far and fell to the ground. They struggled on the ground for a long time before they stood up again.
Looking at their appearance, a hidden smile flashed across Xiaobai's face, which reminded him of his experience in school in his previous life. He was so similar to them, but he suffered less than them at that time. After all, it was a peaceful age, and the instructor also
Didn't teach them to death.
"Gather and line up quickly and neatly. What are you doing? Am I kidding you? Come again, or you won't be allowed to eat!" Xiaobai suppressed his serious look and shouted to the slaves in the wilderness: "Disperse!"
Wilderness slaves, you look at me, I look at you, sighing and spreading out again. Of course, the distance they spread out is not precise, and Xiaobai didn't make any special adjustments. Anyway, there is plenty of time. Give them a blow first, and then lead the team.
.
"Get in line! Get in line!" Xiaobai shouted loudly.
This time the speed was a bit stronger than last time, but there were still a few wilderness slaves who were dragging their feet, causing the queue to slow down. Xiaobai didn't hesitate and let them disperse again, and pointed out the slow ones.
of wilderness slaves.
Xiaobai did it on purpose, and the purpose was to subtly form their collective consciousness. If one thing goes wrong, everyone will suffer, and no one will say anything now. Settlements will be settled later.