Beiyang new warlord

Although it still can't keep up with the uniform and extremely shocking queues during the military parade in later generations, it is still close to the level of college students' queues during military training. Under Mao Jue's roar, other teams have to rearrange every ten steps, but The four hundreds of households went hand in hand from one end of the playground to the other, leaving Li and Zhang far behind.

Seeing this scene, Li Yaowu and Zhang Mengfu couldn't help rubbing their eyes in amazement.

The afternoon training lasted until about 04:30, when the sky began to darken. The lighting conditions are not so good these days. Mao Youde's gong sounded again, disbanding the team.

But this time, the soldiers of the Thirteen Thousand Households with multiple footprints on their buttocks or bloody streaks on their backs no longer dared to be as lax as they were a few days ago. They all waited tremblingly for Mao Jue's order until Mao Jue ordered Nodding and ordering to disband, they dared to disperse.

This day really worked a lot harder than the other thousand households, and suffered countless beatings. The four hundred households were ridiculed by Zhang Li and the two hundred households, and they returned to the barracks full of complaints, but they hadn't waited. After dissipating, a strong fragrance and a little fishy smell rushed to the face. In the yard, more than a dozen sheep had been slaughtered and only the bones remained. The gluttons almost crawled out.

"Look carefully, this is rewarded by Mr. Qian, listen to Mr. Qian's words, there is meat to eat every day!"

There was a long queue in front of the kitchen, while filling the military bowls with large chunks of mutton, eggs, and white rice, while Pang Hai shouted loudly.

In the cooking team, a soldier who looked like a giant beast was pinched out by two soldiers, fell to the side, jumped up angrily, and the soldier yelled and cursed wildly.

"Damn you, why don't you let me beat you?"

"Whoever obeys the order will be rewarded, and whoever does not stop the order will go away!"

The bully eyes stared at him, and he really looked like he was about to strike at the slightest disagreement, but the old soldier who has been bathed in blood in the pile of dead people for many years, Wen Meng could not be afraid of him, the knife was half out of its sheath, full of murderous intent Shouting loudly, seeing the murderous blade, and looking at the unfriendly eyes of dozens of soldiers from the Four Hundred Households who had been tired all afternoon, the giant beast had to return to the Hundred Households House of Zhangmeng Mansion angrily. He took a cold steamed bun full of sand and bran, saw that the thick one in the bowl could make porridge, and threw it aside cursingly.

The other two hundred households who laughed all afternoon suddenly found that they couldn't laugh anymore.

Chapter 34. Imminent

The policy of carrots and sticks is really not behind any age for human beings.

"One two one! One two one! Turn right, one two one!"

Early in the morning, the loud and clear shouts had already permeated the West Camp, and this time there was no need for Mao Jue to shout in person, Pang Pang Hai was in the front, Shen Rong was behind the tail, and the orders of small flags were orderly these days It has become a unique landscape in Dongjiang Town. Since Wenmeng got rid of the surveillance and helped Mao Jue with all his strength, the training at the Thousand Household Institute has been close to the military training in Mao Jue's memory, even like a real Soldiers do that.

In the morning, check that the bedding is tidy, and those who are messy do three whips and one hundred push-ups, and then do morning exercises, one hour in the morning in military posture, then fighting, fighting methods, one hour in the afternoon in military posture, and then the queue. The soldiers are idle.

But for his own soldiers, Mao Jue was really willing to spend money. He gave them money to buy meat and sheep for them, supplement their food, and even bought a lot of rice and white noodles assigned by Yuan Chonghuan from Mao Youde. It is an extra meal for the soldiers. In the entire West Camp, there is probably nothing better than what No. 13 households eat, which catches up with the treatment of ordinary generals.

Such a situation made the whole camp love and hate, envy and ridicule these thirteen thousand households. Mao Jue also got two nicknames, Mao Yanwang!Hairy cook!

After running morning exercises, a meal of hot rice porridge and duck eggs made Qianhusuo's spirit visibly lifted again, and he formed an formation again, but this time the formation was much looser, and the soldiers did not carry weapons. The face is extremely serious.

"Get ready, fall!"

With Xiaoqi's shout, the soldiers fell backwards one by one, or slammed backwards hard.

Fighting with cold weapons will be unavoidable in future generations, let alone today, if you want to hit someone, you have to practice being beaten first!Only those who can get up again after falling on the ground will have a chance to leave alive on the battlefield, and those who cannot get up after falling are dead.

Amidst the dust, this Xujun practiced hard to take the fall, and the more he fell, the stronger he fell!

For Mao Jue, this added another level of meaning. The more than 400 people lost a lot of sloppy habits. Under his orders, the men who had formed an army were not afraid of pain and then smashed their backs. It became more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. When the nerves of these people's training were numb, on the battlefield, even if there were mountains of fire and swords ahead with his order, these people would never take a step back.

This is the machine-like modern army.

Yuan Shikai, the founder of the later Beiyang warlords, although his behavior was disgusting, his small station training also created China's first modern army like this. Inadvertently, Mao Jue learned a step from him.

However, Mao Jue looked a little unhappy as he crossed his arms and watched the team under him become more and more different. It was already the last few days of this ten-month month, and there was news from the other side that Yuan Chonghuan led the team We have already set off from Ningyuan, and we will arrive at Phi Island in three to five days.

It is true that Mao Jue has mastered a team that can be used at critical moments because he has been cramming for the past few days. However, he knows himself and the enemy, and he will never end in a hundred battles. He really doesn't know Yuan Chonghuan's methods in Dongjiang Town. Speaking of Yuan Chonghuan's personal soldiers, Shen Shikui, and Chen Jisheng, which one doesn't hold thousands of soldiers and horses?

The unknown is the scariest thing.

"Young Master, there are quite a few soldiers from Liaodong Town going out to the camp these days, but almost none of them came out with parcels and boxes, and even less of them brought gold, silver and silk to meet my Dongjiang general!"

"you sure?"

Listening to Wen Meng's report, Mao Jue asked a question uneasy, but the latter nodded affirmatively, and then lowered his voice with some hesitation.

"Young master, are you mistaken, Yuan Dushi will really treat us Mao Shuai?"

The rest of Wen Meng didn't dare to speak anymore, but gently wiped his neck with his hand.

It's not a question of whether it will happen, but it has already happened. Borrowing Schrödinger's law, quantum is unstable, and any situation may happen. In this time and space, Mao Jue knows that Yuan Chonghuan will definitely come to kill Mao Wenlong. He is quite Wei nodded helplessly, and then turned his head unwillingly to look at Baihusuo who was in training.

"Lao Wen, keep watching this afternoon. I'll go back to the mansion and inquire again. This matter is not only about wealth, but also about life and death. You must not relax!"

"Don't worry, young master! Although our old man is messing around, he understands in his heart that nothing will go wrong!"

Not to mention that Wen Meng is his uncle, as far as the current relationship between the general and the master is concerned, both of them are both hurt and prosperous. He nodded to him again, and Mao Jue suddenly walked to the front of the queue and shouted loudly.

"Stop training, disband! Eat!"

In the afternoon, Wen Meng ordered the team to stand in a military posture, and then stared at the group of soldiers with big eyes, and brought two personal soldiers, while Mao Jue slipped out of the camp in desperation.

The whole battalion is training, and the barracks area is empty, but the gate of the battalion is still heavily guarded, and it is even busier than before, with frequent movements of teams.

"Stop! Who?"

Far away, there were patrolling soldiers who stopped the three of them unceremoniously. However, relying on the special status of his family's chief executive, Mao Jue's personal soldiers were not easy to use. The one on the left was quite thin but had a sharp mouth The guy yelled arrogantly.

"Blind your dog eyes, don't you even recognize our Lord Mao?"

"There are too many Mao masters in the camp! I know which onion you are? These guys are suspicious, so I surrounded you!"

Obviously choked, more than a dozen patrol soldiers surrounded him fiercely, pointing their sharp spears directly at the three of Mao Jue, enclosing them in the middle.This is quite a few times in and out of the barracks, and this is the first time I have encountered this treatment. Mao Jue himself was a little caught off guard, and he had to admit that he had to admit it. The patrol captain clasped his fists.

"I'm an old friend with you Mao Kexi and Mao Qian. Please go and report that I, Mao Jue, will go out on business!"

"Fart, Sir General, you, a little thousand households, can report at will, and you still want to leave the camp? I think you just want to be a deserter, put down your weapons, and go back with grandpa obediently, otherwise!"

"Otherwise what the hell?"

A little impatient, the thin monkey soldier pulled out the knife with itching teeth, but these guys were not scared too much, and the spear was aimed at it even more fiercely with a murderous look.

Fortunately, at such a tense moment of tension, there was a sudden shout from behind.

"presumptuous!"

"General!"

Seeing Mao Kexi hurried out with a waist knife in his hand, the patrol chief rushed forward with cupped fists, and suddenly Mao Kexi slapped him on the helmet, yelling and cursing.

"You don't know Mr. Mao anymore? How dare you make a mistake here, and why don't you let me go!"

It's really forbidden here, more than a dozen soldiers didn't let a single fart go, they withdrew their spears and left. Immediately afterwards, Mao Kexi walked up to Mao Jue with a smiling face, and smiled while holding his fists.

"Don't blame the younger brother, it's not that the military order of Handsome Mao has been tightened recently, and more people were photographed, a few rough warriors, I haven't seen the younger brother, don't be as knowledgeable as them!"

No wonder there was something wrong with the gate of the camp. Most of the sergeants who guarded the gate knew themselves when they went in and out on weekdays.Mao Jue didn't think much about it, and directly hugged Mao Kexi with some shame.