Qin Feng immediately whispered a few words in Ning Hu's ear.
Although Ning Hu looked surprised, he still followed Qin Feng's instructions and announced loudly: "Within half an hour, we will run around Kyoto. Those who fail to arrive at the scheduled time will be punished by not being allowed to have breakfast tomorrow! If you fail to complete it five times in a row, Once the missionaries are eliminated, they will be sent back to the city patrol department."
As soon as these words came out, the guards who had been so high-spirited just now suddenly became eggplants beaten by frost.
For a while, the sound of wailing could not be heard without stopping.
"Half an hour? How is that possible! Even riding a horse takes half an hour. Is it possible that human legs are faster than horse legs?"
"Regardless of whether it is fast or not, if you run at full strength for half an hour, you will be exhausted even if you are tired!"
"Master Qin, I'm afraid we can't do this kind of task, not to mention us, even those elites who have been training all year round."
Hearing the complaints from the guards, Qin Feng didn't even bother to explain, and didn't even bother to waste time on them. He just turned around and sat in the pavilion, covered himself with a blanket, and casually said to Qin Xiaofu: "Wake me up in half an hour. .”
Although Xu Mo on the side felt that this kind of task was too harsh, he had unconditional trust in Qin Feng from the moment he followed Qin Feng. He immediately sneered and said: "The timer has started now. You can just continue to complain and moan. After half an hour, breakfast will be deducted from all losers."
After hearing this, the guards knew that they could not finish the task, so they could only run towards the city wall.
At this moment, Qin Feng stretched out his head buried in the jar and snorted at Xu Mo and Ning Hu: "Hey, what are you two doing in such a daze? Not including you?"
Ning Hu and Xu Mo first looked at each other in confusion, then smiled bitterly, and stepped towards the guards to chase after them.
Half an hour came quickly.
As expected by Qin Feng, Ning Hu and Xu Mo were both sons of officials. They had plenty of time and training conditions, and their physical fitness was not comparable to that of other guards. They came back in a hurry.
But they all fell directly to the ground, breathing heavily, so tired that they could hardly move.
If this is the case behind the general guard, one can imagine the consequences for ordinary guards.
Qin Feng sat up and wrapped himself in a blanket. Although the autumn harvest was still three months away, the late night outside the city was still a bit cool.
It took nearly a stick of incense before scattered soldiers appeared in Qin Feng's sight.
Without exception, these soldiers fell to the ground exhausted the moment they arrived in front of Qin Feng. If they hadn't been breathing heavily, they would have been no different from death.
Marching is not difficult for any soldier in this era, but there is a huge difference between walking in formation and running with high intensity.
These people have all adapted to the slow and leisurely way of fighting. Faced with sudden high-intensity and strenuous training, it is a miracle that they can survive until the end.
It took another half an hour for the three hundred guards to arrive.
Looking at the guards lying on the ground, Qin Feng shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment: "It actually took an hour to run around the city, and it was completely exhausted. With your body, you should go home and farm! Otherwise! If you go to the battlefield, you will only die!"
Facing Qin Feng's merciless ridicule and scolding, the guards lowered their heads and had long lost their previous fighting spirit.
At this moment, a guard stood up unwillingly and stared at Qin Feng with his fists clenched: "I'm not convinced! If you are marching, you should pay attention to seriousness and order. How can you maintain the formation if you are running like this? If you go into battle to kill the enemy, then We should form formations and rely on each other, there is no need to run at all."
"Young Master Qin comes from a literary background. Although his military ability is impressive, his training method is not suitable for the times."
Although the other guards did not raise any questions, their eyes clearly agreed with this person's statement.
Faced with doubts, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, showed a kind smile like an elder, and pointed at the guard who retorted: "Twenty sticks! Go back to the city patrol department!"
The guard was stunned, and before he could react, he was dragged away by Xu Mo, and soon there was a wailing sound.
Not to mention the guards present, even the new army who were carrying wood in the distance frowned, thinking that Qin Feng was a good commander, but by no means a good coach.
Qin Feng ignored the strange looks from around him and just sat cross-legged on the wicker chair with his hands folded in front of his chest. He motioned to Qin Xiaofu to light the charcoal and said absently: "I said that a soldier's duty is to obey, no matter what I order. All orders are never allowed to be questioned, only obeyed and obeyed, even if I am wrong and you are right."
"Want to give advice? You can! Tell the corps commander first, who will tell the battalion commander, who will tell Ning Hu or Xu Mo, and they will give me advice. Remember it all, unless the boss is unreasonable , otherwise it cannot be overstepped!"
"I know you are definitely not convinced now. You think I am a scholar and it doesn't hurt to stand and talk. It doesn't matter, I will convince you!"
Qin Feng lifted up the blanket, stretched his muscles, and ran towards the city wall.
The speed is not very fast, but it is better than running at a constant speed, and you can adjust your breathing rhythm while running.
Half an hour later, Qin Feng slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
Although it was nearly a cup of tea later than the scheduled time, when Qin Feng returned to the training ground and sat back on the wicker chair, everyone discovered that although Qin Feng was blushing and heartbeating, he was not like others. Then he collapsed directly on the ground, unable to move.
Everyone was stunned.
"Master Qin actually ran down? How is this possible? A mere scholar..."
"Although the time is not as good as Captain Xu and Mr. Xiaohou, it seems to be more manageable..."
Not to mention the guards, even Xu Mo and Ning Hu were surprised. They didn't expect Qin Feng's physical strength to be so strong.
Isn't this guy a weakling who can't carry his shoulders or lift it with his hands?
As everyone knows...
Qin Feng said that he asked Qin Xiaofu to get charcoal, but in fact he arranged a carriage and used a trick.
If it were left in the past life, running down would not be a big deal, after all, the physical strength is there, but this ghost body has long been drained by wine, sex and wealth, and it cannot survive at all.
The reason for doing this is just to let everyone understand the importance of physical fitness.
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and said shamelessly: "What now? Who still thinks that I am not qualified to train you? If it were on the battlefield and faced with the cavalry pursuit, you would die in front of me anyway."
The guards were speechless, their eyes full of shame.
After the goal was achieved, Qin Feng stopped hesitating and returned to the topic: "You are already used to a slow and step-by-step fighting method. If it is a group fight, it will be okay."
"But I said that the new army is a sharp sword, and they must work as a unit and go deep behind enemy lines! Without comrades to cover and rely on, once discovered by the enemy, there is only one way to die. Physical fitness is the key to whether you can escape! "
Speaking of this, Qin Feng sighed lightly: "I asked you to defend your home and country, not to die!"
