The Daijun Construction Corps was the name Liu Xuan gave to all the young men who were involved in the construction of Daijun.
Of course.
This was just Liu Xuan's private address.
After all, the word Corps was a sensitive topic!
To the outside world, this Construction Corps was incorporated into the Construction Division that Liu Xuan had specially established. They were collectively known as the Construction Division, and the Construction Division was responsible for regulating and managing this construction army.
The main task of the Construction Corps was to carry out the basic construction of Dai County.
However, in Liu Xuan's plan, they would have to take on the basic construction of the territory that Liu Xuan conquered in the future and act as an emergency source of soldiers.
Therefore…
While the Construction Corps was carrying out daily infrastructure construction, they would also specially take an hour to practice standing posture and other movements.
Half an hour a day would not delay the progress of the infrastructure too much. At the same time, it could train their collective consciousness.
If this went on for a long time, the Construction Corps would develop the habit of obeying orders.
When the situation was urgent, Liu Xuan could give them weapons and recruit them as soldiers.
Although they might not be a match for the elite troops, but!
A troop that could carry out orders was definitely not weak.
The half an hour of military training for the construction team had only started half a month ago.
When he had just made this decision, Liu Xuan had thought that the commoners would have objections.
In fact, that was the case.
The opinions of the people were indeed very strong, but it was not the kind of opinion that Liu Xuan thought.
The commoners of this era were really simple and cute!
Compared to the construction of roads, mining, and the expansion of the city, this half an hour of quasi-military training was simply too easy.
Hence, the commoners had their opinions.
That was what the commoners thought.
The county governor treated us so well. He paid for our food and roads. Not only did he take care of our meals, but he also gave us a monthly salary. He even gave us an hour to rest after lunch.
But now!
The county governor actually gave us another hour to rest.
No, no, no.
We've rested enough. We can't take advantage of the county governor anymore.
Yes, it was.
In the eyes of the commoners.
The half an hour of quasi-military training requested by Liu Xuan was completely different from the time needed to build infrastructure. It was just a way to give everyone time to rest.
That's why.
On the third day after this decree was issued, Liu Xuan was surrounded by the people again and again.
This time, the leader was still the group of white-haired elders.
They were all shouting excitedly for Liu Xuan to take back his order.
When Liu Xuan understood the reason, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He had no choice but to issue a decree to explain the matter. At the same time, he explained the importance of the half-hour quasi-military training to him. Only then did he let the people accept the training.
During this period of time, the army's training did not stop.
Under the leadership of Guan Yu and Zhang Ren, the army began training in other aspects.
For example, the arrangement of battle formations, the use of weapons, and so on.
Professional matters should be left to the professionals.
Under the joint training of Guan Yu and Zhang Ren, the 6,000 new recruits gradually gained combat strength and were no longer in their previous state.
No, no!
It was already more than 6,000.
With the influx of refugees from other counties in the past two to three months, Liu Xuan took the opportunity to recruit a batch of new recruits, a total of 1,000 people.
The 1,000 people were scattered and evenly distributed among the original 6,000 people.
Six veterans and one recruit.
It didn't take long for the 1,000 new recruits to gradually adapt.
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County Governor Manor, Martial Arts Practice Field.
"Clang!"
The sound of weapons clashing rang out.
"Da da da da!"
Liu Xuan retreated seven to eight steps before he finally stopped.
By the time he stopped and was about to swing his spear, a spear was already pointed at his throat.
"As expected of Master Tong Yuan's proud disciple. I lost again.”
Liu Xuan shook his head and sighed.
"Lord County Governor, thank you for letting me win."
Zhang Ren released the spear that was pointed at Liu Xuan's throat and comforted him,""Lord County Governor, you don't have to be so discouraged. Your improvement is already very obvious!”
"Gongyi (I couldn't find Zhang Ren's handwriting, so I made up a new one) doesn't need to comfort me.”
Li Xuan sighed." It's been a month. I've already been in special training for a month. I still can't even withstand ten moves from you…"
" Lord County Governor is like this."
Zhang Ren smiled and said,""When I competed with you a month ago, I only used 20% of my strength. You took a total of eight of my moves, but today, I have a total of 60% of my strength.”
Hearing Zhang Ren's explanation, Liu Xuan's expression became better.
" If that's the case, the Prefectural Governor's talent is truly outstanding. He's on par with my junior brother, but it's a pity that he's already past the best time to practice martial arts. If he had exercised his muscles and bones from a young age and trained his physique, he might have had a chance to become a first-rate martial artist…"
Zhang Ren said regretfully.
"Then if I continue to train at this pace, will I have a chance to become a second-rate?”Liu Xuan asked.
"Yes!" Zhang Ren nodded without hesitation and continued,""But the county governor needs to work harder!”
"That's enough." Liu Xuan said.
The training continued.
Second rate was enough for Liu Xuan.
Liu Xuan's position towards himself was a commander in chief, and not a fierce general who led troops to fight at the forefront!
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