"Go on, take this token and go to the military camp outside the city. Find a man named Luo Wen. He is my personal guard. From today on, he will follow you. One is to protect your safety, and the other is You are new to our military camp and you are not familiar with many things. With him, you will save a lot of trouble." Yang Xiyuan turned his back to Yang Bing. Although his tone was still serious, Yang Bing was moved by what he said.
This belt card engraved with orchids is a trump card left by Yang Xiyuan for Yang Bing. In the past, he was very afraid that a hundred years later, the forces that committed his sins during his lifetime would definitely retaliate against Yang Bing, so Yang Xiyuan was Luo Wen, one of his own, was placed in the military camp, thinking that he could protect Yang Bing in the future.
"Major General, do you have anything important to do here this time?" Standing in front of Yang Bing was a man wearing a general's uniform. He was not a tall man, but even a little thin. The uniform was loose enough to fit on his body. Some of them seemed to be wearing clothes one size larger. What puzzled Yang Bing the most was that the man did not have a sword on his waist, but was holding an iron rod in his hand, just like Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel, standing on top of the man. Beside him, he looked disproportionately thin.
The man was Luo Wen, Yang Xiyuan's personal guard, and the most trusted guard of the Yang family.
Yang Bing didn't say anything. He took out the waist badge with an orchid engraved on it from his waist and put it on the table. After seeing the waist badge, Luo Wen's expression changed and he hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the waist badge: "Something happened to the master of the house. Got it!"
When Yang Bing saw Luo Wende's reaction, he felt something was wrong: "What, do you think something will happen to my father?"
When Luo Wen heard Yang Bing's words, his panicked look disappeared immediately: "According to the young master's wishes, it seems that the master of the family is fine."
Yang Bing felt more and more something was wrong, but looking at Luo Wen's appearance, it was obvious that he didn't want to tell him, so he had to give up.
"Well, I want to train an elite army. My father told me to come to you with this. You will follow me from today on." Yang Bing told Luo Wen what happened at home this morning. .
After Luo Wen heard Yang Bing's words, he looked at his waist badge again and immediately knelt on the ground: "Yes, I will obey the young master's orders!"
"Well, how many troops are there in our military camp now?" Yang Bing said while helping Luo Wen up.
Luo Wen glanced at Yang Bing doubtfully and thought, "Young Master, you don't even know how many troops you have, so you have to train your troops?"
"Thirty thousand troops."
Yang Bing told Luo Wen his entire plan for military training in the military tent. Luo Wen was so shocked that he fell to the ground, thinking that it turned out that military training could be done like this.
"Okay, go down and get ready. You must be ready tonight!"
"Yes!" Luo Wen turned around and walked out of the military tent.
Yang Bing's training method is actually very simple, which is torture, severe torture. After all, he was tortured like this before.
The daily training schedule is written on the paper in front of him: five-kilometer cross-country with weights, four-hundred-meter obstacle course, resistance training, weapons training, etc.
Yang Bing looked at these familiar training items and couldn't help but recall the scene when he first joined the army in his previous life, as if it was still in front of him: "I don't know if those brats are okay."
Early the next morning, the war drums rang in the military camp, and the soldiers hurriedly ran outside without even putting on their clothes.
Yang Bing looked at these sloppy soldiers and couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment, thinking that with such a speed of gathering, no wonder the Tatars dared to violate the border repeatedly.
The soldiers looked at the open space behind Yang Bing with confusion. Many things they had never seen appeared on the open space at some point.
"Everyone listen, this is Major General Yang Bing, son of the current Prime Minister Yang Xiyuan, General Yang. From today on, Major General Yang will train a strong force in our military camp. Those who can be selected and persevere will be trained. All salaries will be doubled!" Luo Wen stood next to Yang Bing and explained to the 30,000 troops in front of him about Yang Bing's military training.
As expected, after hearing that their salaries could be increased, almost all the soldiers raised their hands to participate.
Seeing this, Yang Bing said: "There is no problem if you want to participate, but you have to pass my assessment. I only want elites and not waste! Everyone obeys the order!"
"Here!" The 30,000-strong army seemed to have been given a shot of blood.
"Have you seen the training ground behind me? Starting today, everyone will go up there in batches to run for me. Each person only needs to run fifty laps at a time to pass the initial selection!" Yang Bing pointed out! Pointing to the training ground behind him, this was the trick that Yang Bing's instructor used to train them when he was a soldier.
Each lap of this field is about two hundred meters. For ordinary soldiers, running ten laps may not be a big deal, but running fifty laps is not only physical torture, but also psychological torture. It seems that every Each lap is only 200 meters, but it has to be repeated fifty times. While running, I have to mentally count how many laps are left. But towards the end, the counting becomes more and more chaotic. In the end, I don’t even know how many laps I have run. , the only thing I know is to keep running.
This method is much more torturous than long-distance cross-country, so Yang Bing chose this method during the initial selection.
The soldiers looked at each other in shock. Seeing this, Luo Wen shouted loudly: "Don't you understand? Hurry up and run! I don't want my salary to be doubled!"
Hearing Luo Wen's words, the soldiers began to rush towards the training ground and started running.
Yang Bing sat on the stage and watched these people running there. There were fifty people in the first group. In the first dozen laps, these fifty people could still hold on. But after twenty laps, these people were visible to the naked eye. The pace began to slow down, and some people kept giving up and lying down.
However, there was one person among them who made Yang Bing's eyes light up. This soldier's speed in each lap was very even, and his breathing was also very even. Unlike the others, he ran so hard at the beginning that he wasted all his energy.
Yang Bing nodded and asked Luo Wen beside him, "Who is this person? He looks good."
Luo Wen glanced at the man, leaned down and said to Yang Bing, "This is Li Wu, the messenger in the camp. His father is the messenger in our family."
"Oh, I see, no wonder." Yang Bing nodded: "Pay attention to this Li Wu. After passing the assessment, let him find me alone."
"clear."
