The plan is simple, exercise every day.
A five-kilometer cross-country trip with weights in the morning and evening, and the rest of the time boxing, wrestling, Tai Chi and archery.
Zhao Ping doesn't know how to train soldiers, but he has watched TV series.
Just like the gourd, I got some wooden stakes, horizontal bars, parallel bars, and climbing things.
Anyway, there is a lot of open space in the back mountain, and any piece of land can be used as a training ground.
The only hard part is making them.
Zhao Ping went to Lu Xiu and his son again.
Their family is a craftsman family, they have no land, and they are not required to perform military service.
Relying on craftsmanship, there is no problem in maintaining food and clothing.
When Zhao Ping passed by, the two of them were still busy with the textile machine.
Some parts have been made.
But it will take some time for it to take shape.
There was no rush to set up a textile factory at the moment, so Zhao Ping asked them to stop this work and focus on making equipment for the training ground.
Especially Zhuge Liannu, he must ensure that he has a lot of people.
Each one comes with ten arrows.
Xia Quan, Xia Yang, Liu Muyun, Gao Meng, Yun Man, Qian Liu, Li Hu, plus Zhao Ping himself.
There are eight people in total, that’s eighty arrows.
If trained well, he can kill eighty people.
Coupled with the ability of individual soldiers, Zhao Ping felt that he could almost deal with a company of troops.
Of course, these are just Zhao Ping's fantasies. In reality, it depends on the training results.
Zhao Ping called everyone together and expressed his thoughts. They were stunned for a while, with confusion on their faces.
The first person to question was Gao Meng.
He scratched his head and said, "Sir, it sounds like you are training soldiers."
"But shouldn't military training be about practicing some moves, military formations and the like?"
"good."
Zhao Ping nodded and said, "I'm just training troops."
"But the manpower is limited right now. There are only eight of us in total. Even if we want to practice military formations, we don't have the conditions."
"Recruiting people."
Gao Meng said: "Based on the conditions proposed by Mr., I believe that thousands of people will follow Mr."
"no."
Before Zhao Ping could speak, Xia Quan retorted, "There must be official documents for raising soldiers, otherwise it will be rebellion, which is a crime of beheading."
"We are your master's slaves now. It doesn't matter if you practice martial arts with him."
"Once there are thousands of people, the government should send troops to encircle and suppress them."
"Well said."
Zhao Ping praised: "We are just escorting some goods, there is no need to make such a big fanfare."
"Keep a low profile."
"Since everyone has no objections, starting from tomorrow, we will implement my plan."
"Go to bed early now."
On the second day, everyone was woken up by the rooster and ran to the back mountain to start training.
The first item is to carry a load of five kilometers.
Each person had two five-kilogram simple sandbags tied to their legs.
It was filled with gravel.
Even though I was covered with several layers of linen, my legs still hurt.
After just two kilometers, Zhao Ping's calf began to bleed.
Rain and sweat mixed together and touched the wound, causing Zhao Ping to frown in pain.
But he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
This was the first training and he couldn't let people laugh at him.
He even encouraged Qian Liu who was lagging behind him, "Liu Zi, come on, it's already halfway. If we run for a while, we can drink rice porridge and eat broth."
"Brother Ping, I'm so tired. I really can't hold on."
Qian Liu looked bitter.
His physical fitness is worse than that of Zhao Ping. He can run two kilometers with a heavy load, but it is almost exhausting all his strength.
Right now I just want to give up.
Zhao Ping said solemnly: "Liu Zi, if you want to continue to follow me, you must persist."
"Even if I have to walk, I have to finish these five kilometers."
"Otherwise, go back to your money house."
"I, Zhao Ping, don't care for idlers."
Go back to Qian Mansion?
I don’t plan to ask for six dollars from him!
Qian Liu panicked.
Following Zhao Ping, he not only received a monthly salary of 500 yuan, but also received some additional reward money.
And the reward money is more than the monthly money.
It's all silver.
Qian Liu's eyes began to shine when he thought of this.
It's like there are mountains of gold and silver piled up in front of you. As long as you run over, you can put them in your pocket.
I don't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly jumped in front of Zhao Ping.
The two legs seemed to be equipped with motors, and he surpassed Zhao Ping by dozens of meters.
Zhao Ping was stunned when he saw this scene.
Can only catch up slowly.
Fortunately, he had strong willpower and managed to run down.
Because Zhao Ping had told them in advance not to sit down and rest after running five kilometers, but to walk slowly for a while and then do some stretching.
Everyone is doing stretching exercises at this moment.
Zhao Ping took the opportunity to ask Qian Liu, "Liuzi, didn't you just run out of energy?"
"Why does it suddenly feel like you've been injected with chicken blood?"
"become excited?"
Qian Liu didn't understand, "I didn't take the chicken blood."
"Forehead."
Zhao Ping could only change his words: "I mean, you almost ran out of energy, why did you suddenly run so fast again?"
"You said this."
Qian Liu smiled a little shyly, "I regard the front as a mountain of gold and silver. Once I can't finish running, the money will no longer be mine. Then I don't know where the strength comes from, and I can run very fast."
Zhao Ping was speechless again.
This is because I like silver.
Why didn't you see it before?
Could it be that he also grew up after this experience? Become a real miser?
It seems true.
After learning that a jar of acacia wine cost a thousand taels, he was in a daze to prevent everyone from drinking.
She is looked after very closely like a baby.
He is also a talent!
After sighing, he started the second part of the training, Tai Chi.
Although Zhao Ping couldn't deal the kind of damage that Li Hu did.
But he looks right.
When he was in college, there were physical education classes, and he enrolled in Tai Chi.
Because the fight was more beautiful, I even performed on stage.
There is no pressure at all to teach now.
As for how much you can learn, it depends on your personal understanding.
Anyway, he himself has been learning for several years, but he is still a showman, while Li Hu has only learned for a few days, and he can destroy someone with one move.
The third event is archery.
There is only one Zhuge Liannu, so I can only practice it one by one.
Ten arrows are fired in one round, and after shooting, the next person is replaced.
At present, the Zhuge Liannu is the most lethal weapon that Zhao Ping can make, so Zhao Ping has very strict requirements on them.
But this thing also depends on talent.
Like Xia Quan, on a thirty-meter target, seven out of ten arrows can hit the tenth ring.
The remaining three branches are also on the eighth and ninth rings.
It can be said that he is a master archer.
As for Li Hu, if one or two of his ten arrows hit the target, he would be considered a highly incense person.
Not exactly the stuff for archery.
The only thing that puzzled Zhao Ping was that Gao Meng, a veteran, could only hit three or four arrows.
In this regard, it felt to Zhao Ping that a blind cat would kill a mouse.
He said angrily: "Gao Meng, you are a veteran no matter what, why are you so incompetent in archery?"
Gao Meng's face turned red and he explained: "Sir, I, I, I'm not an archer. I didn't shoot much arrows when I was a soldier."
It turns out that I have never shot an arrow before. No wonder I am so bad at shooting. I am not as good as myself.
Zhao Ping was relieved but couldn't help but asked curiously, "Then what do you do?"
"The Axeman."
Gao Meng was worried that Zhao Ping didn't understand, so he added: "It's someone who charges into battle with an ax or a long knife."
"Trapped in camp?"
Zhao Ping immediately thought of this title.
That was the most awesome fighting force during the Three Kingdoms period.
During the sneak attack on Yanzhou, Gao Shun led some of the men trapped in the camp to rush left and right among the huge Cao army. No one could stop him, and even almost killed Cao Cao.
What if I could also form a trap camp?
Of course, Zhao Ping was just thinking about it.
The trapping camp generally requires tall, mighty, and powerful people.
Nowadays, everyone is so poor that they can't even afford to eat, and they are so hungry that even a team of 100 people in Yun'an County is not necessarily possible.
But that doesn’t stop Zhao Ping from having this idea.
After all, his development will certainly not be limited to Yun'an County.
When the time comes, I will definitely go to the county town, the state capital, etc., and I will definitely meet the fat man.
If you encounter one, take one away. If things go on like this, you can also pull out a team and form a trap camp.
There really was a trap of a thousand people, and Zhao Ping felt that he should be qualified to challenge his father-in-law.
But Gao Meng scratched his head and said, "Sir, I don't know what being trapped in a camp means, but it sounds like the meaning should be similar."
"Hahaha, Gao Meng Tingfeng."
Zhao Ping laughed and assumed the posture of an ancient general.
Gao Meng actually cooperated very well. He knelt down on one knee and said loudly to Zhao Ping: "The general is here."
"Gao Meng is full of righteousness and possesses the courage that a thousand men wouldn't deserve. He is the leader of thousands of soldiers in the special enemy camp."
"Thank you, general."
After Gao Meng finished speaking, he started scratching his head again.
"Sir, where is my trap?"
"Sir, I was just joking with you. Do you really think of yourself as a captain?"
Xia Quan said unhappily.
Then he asked Zhao Ping, "Brother Ping, you are making Zhuge Liannu and making you a captain again. Do you want to rebel?"
