After Wang Mo led the hundred-man team one kilometer out of Xiqi City, he looked back at this majestic giant city. A hundred people are really insignificant in front of it, probably not even ants. If a war broke out in front of the city wall, it would be so tragic. Corpses scattered everywhere and rivers of blood are really not an exaggeration, but a true portrayal.
"We will be back in twenty days!" Wang Mo announced loudly, and at the same time announced a rush march. There were only a few vehicles and horses in the team, hauling a small amount of supplies. Except for the old gentleman, everyone must run forward, and the goal is the basic five kilometers.
For these enterprising souls, five kilometers should be a piece of cake. But when it comes to actual training, it's completely different. These people all relied too much on their soul power and gave up their physical strength, causing some people to fall behind after three kilometers. Wang Mo didn't let him stop, and everyone had to keep running the five kilometers.
Five kilometers away there happened to be a dilapidated temple. It could no longer be seen that it belonged to some god. Wang Mo stood at the door and called everyone one by one. All the Centurions had arrived, and no one escaped privately. Finally, there were several cars driven by the old gentleman, and all of them had no problems.
"Rest where you are, and prepare to practice after a simple meal and drink!" Wang Mo looked at the exhausted Hundreds, his thoughts were still very important, "Can we really defeat those bandits with them?"
Wang Mo’s small class began. According to each person's physical condition, targeted guidance is given, including physical exercise and courage. After about three hours, there will be cultural classes, various simple tactical drills and understandings. We were busy until it got dark and we could finally march again.
"Old sir, come with me. You continue to march quickly and meet five kilometers away!" Wang Mo's order was cold and blunt. He had already driven several cars away, and suddenly stopped and said to everyone, "If there is an encounter with bandits on the way, How will you respond to the war?"
"Gather nearby comrades and launch a counterattack based on the terrain and various conditions. If you know you can't beat them, leave a squadron to cover them and everyone else will retreat!" The middle-aged hunter immediately answered. His name was Zhao Liang and he was now a captain.
"General!" The old gentleman said to Wang Mo when he saw that he was far away from the brigade, "Isn't this harsh training a bit too much? They were just ordinary people before!"
"Mr. Zhao!" Wang Mo said to the old man very politely, "The army must be run strictly, and the training must be hard and close to actual combat, so that there will be less bloodshed in real battles."
"Your concept is very new. I hope it will achieve good results!" Mr. Zhao still didn't agree with it, but he didn't say more.
This time there were no such good conditions five kilometers away, just a dark forest. Wang Mo stood outside and called the roll call. The time was much shorter than last time, and all the centurions were in place. This time is different from the small temple. In addition to repairs and classes, there are also more external warnings.
The centurion team only rested for five hours at night and started another five-kilometer training. Most people are somewhat used to it and have improved their physical fitness a lot. The destination this time was a small mountain village, but the village was already deserted.
"Everyone rest where you are, the scouts are here!" Wang Mo called the nine scouts over, looked at the empty village and asked, "What do you think is here?"
The nine people looked at the dilapidated village and then at each other. Finally, a scout reported to Wang Mo, "General, I'm afraid there is nothing here, just a small, run-down village."
"You are divided into three groups, conduct reconnaissance on the village, and give me the exact answer in half an hour!" Wang Mo ordered, and the nine scouts drew out their old weapons and tentatively walked into the mountain village. After these people walked away, Wang Mo immediately gave another order, "Everyone should eat, drink and prepare within five minutes to prepare for the first actual battle."
Wang Mo's words were implemented very efficiently, but everyone had questions in their minds. What kind of battle would there be in such a dilapidated mountain village?
Soon after the reconnaissance team entered the village, the sounds of sparse fighting could be heard. A whistle sounded harshly throughout the mountain village, which was a signal for hundreds of people to ask for help as promised. The nine scouts really encountered fighting and were in crisis, otherwise they would not have taken the initiative to ask for help from the Centurion.
"Come... show us the results of your training over the past few days!" After an order was given from outside, the Centurions quickly assembled in a formation of three people towards the battle location.
"General, how did you know this?" Mr. Zhao couldn't help but asked Wang Mo out of curiosity.
"Look at the ground at the entrance of the village. The dust is obviously thicker than elsewhere. This is not natural at all, but someone deliberately wants to cover up their whereabouts." Wang Mo woke up the dreamer with one sentence, and then continued, " This mountain village looks very dilapidated, but some of the houses have doors and windows, don’t you think it’s a bit suspicious?”
Mr. Zhao went through Wang Mo’s explanation and then confirmed it with his eyes. Sure enough, the dilapidated mountain village hides secrets, and it is very likely that the robbers are here.
Wang Mo also brought the baggage vehicles and Mr. Zhao to the battle site. The Hundreds were encircling and suppressing a group of more than a dozen bandits. Although it has an absolute advantage, it is difficult to inflict heavy damage or even annihilate the enemy. There are disadvantages in weapons and defense, as well as psychological burden. Training and actual combat must be different.
"Haha..." The bandit had a beard on his head and laughed loudly at the hundreds of people who did not dare to charge. "It turns out they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Fortunately, they thought it was Xiqi's army coming over."
"Kill these defeated soldiers..." the bandit shouted for the first time, and more than a dozen tough bandits charged together, with the target in the direction of Wang Mo.
With Wang Mo's strength, he defeated this group of bandits in minutes, but he just stood there. We want to see how the Centurion reacts, whether they retreat or fight bravely.
"Protect the general, don't be afraid of attacks!" It was the same middle-aged hunter who immediately stood in front of Wang Mo with his subordinates and charged towards the enemy bravely. Because I was afraid of the sword that I didn't dare to drop, I slashed it down without hesitation this time.
"Ah..." The bandits were greeted with screams and fell into a pool of blood one by one. They were all strangled by the Rising Hundreds. The corpses, blood, mud, and all kinds of vomit were mixed together, creating a particularly unpleasant smell.
"This is just an appetizer for the war. You have to watch it here for an hour before you come down. Anyone who dares to retreat privately will be killed!" Wang Mo's words were an order. The hundred-man team, including Mr. Zhao, all stayed on the battlefield and watched. Bloody scenes.
More than an hour later, the centurion retreated to the entrance of the village. Although there was vomit on their clothes, there seemed to be something in their eyes. These are soldiers who have been baptized by war, completely different from those trained.
"Search the village, bring everything you can use, and let's continue our training!" Wang Mo finally saw a little hope. This refugee team of 100 finally looked like an army.
The centurion began to make a large circle, heading towards the bandit stronghold along some small villages. On the way, we encountered several bandits who had been entrenched for a while, but they were all easily dealt with. At the same time, some scarce items have been added, and weapons and armors have been almost updated, but the formats are not too uniform.
Six days have passed and we are still less than twenty miles away from the target bandit den. Suddenly, thick smoke billowed out from the distance on the right, and shouts of death could be heard faintly.
"Report to the general, a village three miles away on the right encountered bandits, numbering about fifty." Although the scout was belatedly aware of the situation, he finally gave a useful piece of information.
"March quickly and kill these bandits!" Wang Mo ordered the army to change its route and immediately go to rescue the village.
The village has been half consumed by fire, and the villagers are running around inside without a clue. The ruthless bandits seem to be chasing unarmed villagers everywhere just for the sake of killing.
"Three brigades surrounded the village from three directions and drove them to the front." Wang Mo immediately gave the order, and everyone executed it separately. It was really a prohibition.
"There are only two of us on the front!" Mr. Zhao looked around and said to Wang Mo worriedly.
"Tell me about it, old gentleman!" Wang Mo was not in a hurry at all. He placed all the vehicles at the entrance of the village and sat in the car waiting for the bandits to come.
The centurions now have some combat effectiveness, which is enough to deal with these bandits. In less than an hour, more than fifty bandits were driven to the entrance of the village. The bandit looked up at Wang Mo in front of him, still threatening, "Get out of my way quickly, or I'll kill you and feed the dogs."
"Give you a chance to be our temporary mercenaries, otherwise you will be dead!" Wang Mo actually made a condition to the other party, showing no fear of the more than fifty fierce bandits.
"Go..." How could the bandit listen to Wang Mo? He just wanted to rush out of the way after calling his subordinates. But at this moment, he saw Wang Mo making a sword with his hand and slowly slashing it down.
"Brush..." The body of the bandit leader was split into two, and many of his gangsters were also stunned. The soldiers of the Centurion were also dumbfounded. They had never seen Wang Mo take action before, and they did not expect that his methods were so clever.
"The opportunity is still there, who wants to live and who wants to die?" Wang Mo looked at the group of gangsters coldly and gave an ultimatum.
Faced with the strong suppression of death, these gangsters chose to become mercenaries. Of course there are many restrictions, such as not being able to hold weapons, etc. Beforehand, the village director must put out fires, repair damaged houses and roads, etc.!
Wang Mo led the hundred-man team all the way and captured another wave of bandits along the way, increasing the mercenary team to one hundred people. In this way, he had a team of two hundred people in his hands, and he was somewhat confident in preparing for a decisive battle with the last wave of bandits.
Wang Mo stationed his troops in an abandoned mountain village and sent scouts around to investigate within a three-mile radius. The bandit stronghold should be five miles away, so we can't go there so recklessly. So he took six soldiers to take a look first, and decided on a battle plan with some knowledge.
"Damn it... If you know this is also called a bandit, then why should I train as a hundred-man team!" When Wang Mo saw the bandit's lair, he was immediately dumbfounded and felt like he had been fooled.
"Prime Minister, Wang Mo's Hundreds of Refugees fought many times, and their training methods were very novel and powerful. They also recruited many bandits for their own use." Huang Feihu reported the information obtained to the Prime Minister, "It's just that the last wave of bandits was really It’s very special, I’m afraid I’ll be in trouble!”
"This is also an exercise, but it has nothing to do with the Shang and Zhou dynasties." The prime minister didn't seem too anxious, and then changed the subject, "Master Wen Zhong is coming to investigate, so be more careful!"
