The First Tyrant of Daxia

Xiao Jian standing by was shocked: "Yes, Your Majesty, how did you come up with these ideas? In the past, soldiers would get tired after just a few sword drills."

"But now they are inexplicably very strong. I have only been training according to your method for less than a month!"

A group of senior generals and veteran staff members all looked at him with admiration.

At first they thought it was just a joke, but over time, they gradually discovered the mystery behind it. The overall quality of people and the cohesion of the army were undergoing subtle changes.

Qin Yun smiled mysteriously: "I dreamed about it."

"This is just the beginning. In the subsequent stages, you will find out the horror of this modern training!"

Everyone was shocked and no longer had any doubts. Instead, they were full of expectations.

"Hey, who is that?" Qin Yun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly saw a familiar figure, but he couldn't tell who it was.

Everyone looked.

I saw a young man carrying a sandbag, staggering, his legs shaking.

boom!

He couldn't bear the weight and fell down violently.

"Hahaha!"

The soldiers around him immediately burst into laughter, and no one went forward to help.

"Master Gongsun, you should leave now."

"You are not suitable for this place. You are suitable for civilian work. If you continue to train like this, I am afraid you will not have the energy to go to bed at night."

"Hahaha, look his legs are shaking!"

The ridicule continues.

Gongsun Zhongmou's face was flushed, his forehead was covered with sweat, he gritted his teeth, supported himself with his knees, and stood up abruptly.

But for a scholar like him, the sandbags weighing dozens of kilograms were simply life-threatening. He just stood up and fell down again, looking very embarrassed.

"Hahaha!" The sound of laughter continued.

Some senior generals were also amused when they saw it.

"Is it funny?" Qin Yun glanced at him with an extremely sharp look.

The general behind him shuddered, and immediately stopped smiling, lowered his head, and dared not speak.

"Is it funny?" Qin Yun repeated again, but this time he yelled!

Ruiguaner!

Half of the training ground heard it, and there was an instant of complete silence.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"I'll wait to see your Majesty!"

The soldiers were terrified and immediately knelt down together, making a loud noise.

Their qualities are improving and they are physically strong, making them suitable for fighting. However, Qin Yun is very dissatisfied now because they lack strict discipline and a strong sense of teamwork!

The most important thing for the army in later generations is discipline and teamwork! This will affect many things.

Long Xianghu walked up to them and shouted, "Which army do you belong to?!"

Many soldiers were frightened.

Xiao Jian hurried over and said, "Your Majesty, the army has not been divided yet. We are just conducting unified training and have simply divided it into teams of 100 people."

"Humph!"

Qin Yun snorted coldly: "Well, Gongsun Zhongmou's team will all have to do extra training and cross-country run for 20 miles with loads. If you don't finish, you won't be allowed to have lunch!"

"immediately!!"

The 100-man team looked confused and looked up at Qin Yun.

"Your Majesty, why?"

“We didn’t make any mistakes.”

Qin Yun scolded with a stiff face: "No? You are a group, and your brothers fell to the ground, but you didn't help them up, and you even dared to laugh at them!"

"People like you, if you go to the battlefield, you will all flee when disaster strikes!"

Everyone was shocked. Do we need additional training just because of this?

Weighted cross-country running is the most difficult of all subjects, and you will easily become exhausted.

Their faces turned bitter, hoping someone would plead for mercy.

But senior generals such as Xiao Jian obviously would not plead for mercy or interfere with Qin Yun's decision.

"Very well, if you dare to hesitate about my words, then you must cross the country for thirty miles with a heavy load!"

The unquestionable tone frightened everyone, and they all looked at Gongsun Zhongmou with resentment.

His face flushed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this..."

Qin Yun glared: "You go too!"

"It's lunch time. If the 100 of you don't come back together, then forget about eating and sleeping today, humph!"

"If you still hesitate, add another five miles!"

He was so harsh that Xiao Jian couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Carrying a load and running across the country for 35 miles, let alone carrying the load, even running wildly is something that most people cannot endure.

The other teams in the training ground saw this scene one after another. They were so scared that they dared not speak and hurriedly looked to see if any of their teammates had fallen behind.

Kill one person to warn the rest, and achieve the effect easily!

When the hundred-man team in front of them heard this, their faces turned pale.

"Yes!!" But they gritted their teeth and shouted, not daring to disobey the order.

Everyone carried sandbags and ran to the hill where the training was to take place.

Gongsun Zhongmou's face turned pale and he wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only run. His pace was very slow and he stumbled. Let alone thirty-five miles, even one mile was difficult for him.

"hurry up!"

One of the team leaders yelled and returned angrily, carrying a sandbag in one hand and grabbing Gongsun Zhongmou's arm with the other.

"I can run away by myself!"

A big man came to help him and said angrily: "Huh, look at you like this, can you run?"

"It doesn't matter if you can't run back, but if one of us 100 people is left behind, His Majesty will punish our entire team by not allowing them to eat!"

"that is!"

"Oh, it's useless. Everyone, help him up! Let's take turns!"

"..."

Looking at the troops training in the sun and seeing these conversations, a smile appeared on Qin Yunling's face.

How can an army trained in this way lack teamwork and cohesion?

At this moment, Xiao Jian and other senior generals all had shining eyes, as if they understood Qin Yun's good intentions.

Without waiting for their praise, Qin Yun turned and left.

Without turning around, he asked, "Xiao Jian, why did Gongsun Zhongmou come here?"

"Didn't he arrange a position in the Ministry of War when he returned from Xiliang?"

Xiao Jian followed, and a group of senior generals also followed.

"Your Majesty, I am not very clear about this. It is said that Gongsun Zhongmou volunteered to do this. He wanted to gain experience and make up for his shortcomings."

Hearing this, Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at the thin figure pausing on the distant mountain.

"Not bad!"

"He has this awareness, which is much better than his aunt! Just let him be."

"This boy's strategy and cultivation are already top-notch. If he can hone his skills in the army and settle down, he can become a loyal minister of Daxia!"

Hearing this, everyone was startled and shocked.

This sentence basically guaranteed Gongsun Zhongmou's future career!

Qin Yun suddenly turned around and glanced at them calmly: "I warn you first, put away your little thoughts, even if it is my own son, you are not allowed to slack off in training!"

Everyone was startled and quickly shook off those inappropriate thoughts: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Humph, everyone follow me into the tent, and let this matter come to an end."

"I have something to announce, which concerns Daxia's century-long cause!"

A century-long undertaking?

Everyone was shocked. Just these four words meant that the matter was of no small importance.