A Sense of Honor
After seeing the expressions of the soldiers, Li Chengdao's expression relaxed and he continued,""But don't worry, I won't mistreat you if you become my soldiers.”
"From tomorrow onwards, the faster your team completes training and the better your results, the more abundant food you will receive! The top three will definitely have meat to eat!"
"As for the first place team, I will give you an extra silver reward!”
Radish and stick was the unchanging way of governing since ancient times.
After Li Chengdao finished speaking, all the soldiers were in an uproar!
It was a soldier's duty to follow orders and complete training, but they were actually rewarded with meat and silver!
At this moment, Yue Fei also took a step forward and continued,"From tomorrow onwards, I will train with you all, and my training will be twice as much as yours!”
His words caused an uproar among the soldiers.
Even Li Chengdao also cast a look of approval at Yue Fei. If even the general trained with him, then what right did the soldiers have to say that they couldn't persist?
"Now tell this king, can you all persevere?”
Li Chengdao said sharply.
As soon as he finished speaking, all the soldiers endured their fatigue and stood up. Then, they shouted with all their might,"Yes!"
After Li Chengdao's encouragement, the ten thousand soldiers 'fighting spirit was finally roused, and they buried themselves in hard training.
After all, the result of the training was related to their lives. No one wanted to go to Youzhou and lose their lives on the battlefield.
Moreover, as long as they trained hard, they would be rewarded. Who wouldn't love wine, meat, food, and even money?
In addition, with a general like Yue Fei training with them, and the amount of training was twice as much as theirs, they had no reason to slack off.
……
Outside Kaifeng City.
Although the sun was high in the sky, groups of soldiers were running in the wilderness outside Xingyang City.
These were the 10,000 soldiers who were currently leading their troops on a cross-country march.
Every soldier was drenched in sweat, and their faces could not hide their fatigue. However, these soldiers still maintained their formation and did not fall behind.
Behind a large group at the front, a soldier ran with a pale face. His clothes were drenched in sweat.
"No, I can't…I can't hold on anymore…"
The soldier's body went limp and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath.
As this soldier fell behind, the entire army of over a thousand people also stopped.
In order to cultivate a sense of belonging among every soldier, the ten battalions had to stop moving forward as long as a soldier fell behind in a cross-country march. They had to wait for the soldier who fell behind to catch up, even if his comrades had to carry him to catch up with the main team.
"What's wrong? Who's left behind?"
The chiliarch in charge of leading the team ran over and asked loudly.
"Captain, Zhang San's body is weak. Today's weather is hot, and he can't run anymore.”
A soldier replied. In ancient times, it meant heatstroke.
"Two people carry him and continue running!”
The Captain waved his hand and said without hesitation," This is the first time our three teams have run to the front. As long as we return to the drill ground, we will be first!”
"But Zhang San, he…"
One of the soldiers, Zhang San, wanted to say something but stopped. Zhang San had already fallen into a coma. There were several soldiers beside him fanning him to cool him down.
Just as the chiliarch was about to speak, another large group of soldiers ran over from behind and stopped when they passed by them.
"Old Wang, it seems that the first place today belongs to Team Seven again. Hahaha!”
The leader laughed heartily at the three chiliarchs, then shouted to the troops behind him,""Everyone, work harder! Complete today's training in one go!”
"Alright!"
Thousands of soldiers replied in unison, then reorganized their formation and passed through the three teams to march again.
The soldiers of Squad Three watched as Squad Seven ran past them, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"It wasn't easy to get first place, but it's gone again!”
"Seriously, there are always people who drop the ball at the critical moment.”
"Sigh, who asked us to be so unlucky to get such a fellow comrade.”
……
The soldiers couldn't help but mutter softly, and the chiliarch's face instantly darkened when he heard this. He cursed with a dark expression,"Who said that just now? Get the hell out here!"
The few soldiers who spoke looked at each other and could only brace themselves to stand up.
Then, the chiliarchs of the three teams went up and gave each of them a slap without hesitation. They scolded,"Is it the most important or the comrades beside you? We are all a team, a collective! Have you forgotten what His Highness taught us?”
"If the first place is gone, we can still continue to work hard to get it. If our comrade's life is gone, can he still be revived?”
"Now that you're starting to despise your comrades, who would dare to trust you on the battlefield in the future?”
"A bunch of pig brains. Don't let me hear such words in the future! Otherwise, you'll lead the army yourself!"
The words of the three captains made the soldiers blush with shame.
At this moment, Zhang San also slowly woke up. He happened to hear the chiliarch's words and could not help but feel touched.
"Captain, I can still hold on…"
Zhang San gritted his teeth and stood up. Although his face was pale, his gaze was very firm.
The captain sized him up for a while before patting him on the shoulder and encouraging him,""Come on, don't be soft if you're a man!”
After saying that, he returned to the front of the team to lead again.
The few soldiers who were reprimanded by him took the initiative to run to Zhang San's side and helped him follow the team.
Zhang San gave them a grateful look, then gritted his teeth and insisted on following the team.
Not long after Team Three continued to move forward, they actually discovered Team Seven jogging in front of them.
"Yo, you finally caught up. We didn't wait for half a day in vain. Are your people alright?”
The captain of the seventh squad grinned at the captain of the third squad and asked.
The latter felt a little warm in his heart. After punching him, he scolded,"Of course I'm fine! Besides, who asked you to wait? Our three teams are all a group of tough men!”
"Then what about Bibi?"
The captain of the seventh squad taunted.
"Let's compete then! Who's afraid of who?!" The chiliarch of the third team raised his chin.”
The two teams continued to run.
And further behind, there were teams after teams that were marching relentlessly in the wilderness.
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