Martial Sage

The truth of the homicide case surfaced.

Dali Temple became completely busy and began to search for more powerful physical evidence.

Yin Kaishan's cocoon binding himself is also considered deserved.

The early winter morning was extremely cold, but the sun was high and the sky cleared.

People's mood is also particularly comfortable.

Click on the stage.

The silver armor on Tang Hao was shining in the morning light.

A pair of sharp eyes swept over the two thousand soldiers in the audience one by one.

On the young face, sweating profusely, white gas erupted from his breath.

At this moment, these soldiers were carrying heavy packages and standing neatly in the school grounds.

These two thousand people are a very small part of the 100,000 army.

But it was the most elite part of the few days of training.

Tang Hao looked at these young recruits and shouted.

"The next three months of training, you will be personally guided by me!"

"I hope you can survive."

Tang Hao's reputation spread widely in the army, especially this time some big hands from the North Korea and China made this name engraved in many people's hearts.

Similarly, many of these recruits also admire this Datang hero.

Now that Tang Hao can personally guide, these recruits are immediately excited.

However, these soldiers didn't know that Tang Hao wanted to train these outstanding men to become a brave and powerful warrior.

As a sharp knife, the emergence of this team will affect the outcome of the entire battle.

"Rapid march, ten miles!"

The cold voice spread out in the school field.

The soldiers who were still in excitement were amazed.

The training that had almost no rest in the morning was exhausting.

At this time, running for ten miles, wouldn't it be life-threatening?

"Didn't you hear? What are you doing?"

Wu Tong's loud voice sounded again.

Snapped.

The long whip in his hand made a crackling sound in the air.

Wu Tong, who straddled the horse, scolded with a grim expression.

"Want to get a whip?"

The majestic voice exploded instantly.

The soldiers who had been stunned reacted.

Chuck chuck.

The swords were lifted neatly, and the soldiers moved quickly amid the sound of the armor rubbing.

The originally neat phalanx marched toward the Yuanmen with a neat ‘stepping’ sound.

In the smoke and dust, the black armor undulates like waves rushing to the door.

"So neglecting, don't you want to eat breakfast?"

In the icy questioning, the soldiers in front of them obviously speeded up a lot during the run.

This action near the gate fell in the eyes of the generals who were training recruits.

The general with a red face and long beard slowly approached, and the General Zheng, who was adjusting the position of the recruits, cautiously Nu Nuzui said.

"General Zheng, the way this general trains his troops is really peculiar.

The gray-bearded General Zheng glanced around and ran out of the soldiers at the gate, said.

"According to the law of the Tang Dynasty, the standing posture is related to the military appearance of the Datang sergeant, and it is the most basic item in the training of soldiers."

"The general is taking a different approach, but he doesn't care."

While talking, General Zhang, who had hit the board, took advantage of his waist and walked slowly.

It may be that the remnant pain of the army stick the day before yesterday was still there, and he was limping when he started walking.

"In my opinion, although the general's military merits are outstanding, there is no doubt about it."

"But after all, it's the first time training soldiers, so I don't understand the rules."

The red-faced and long-bearded general listened, with a trace of worry on his face, he said in thought.

"This kind of fatal training method, how ordinary people can endure, but it has suffered for these new recruits."

General Zheng stared at the gate of the big camp.

In a moment, the two thousand soldiers had all left the camp.

At this moment, Tang Hao also stepped onto Wu Hao and followed out.

Behind him, Wu Tong followed silently.

Looking at Wu Tong's burly figure, General Zheng said slowly.

"You don't have to doubt, the way of training soldiers is just different for each person."

"Although the general is training for the first time, in the past few days, the stubborn impetuousness of the recruits in the camp has been completely eliminated. Only this point, we don't have a month on the three days, but we can't do it."

After listening to General Zheng's words, the two nodded secretly, and said no more.

The figure at the door had disappeared, and General Zheng slowly turned his head.

Looking at the eighteen horses holding the whip in front of each phalanx, General Zheng's eyes flashed with envy, and he said in a deep voice.

"These eighteen warriors should also come from the generals."

"Just ask you, these eighteen guards under Tang Hao, in our peak period, who would dare to fight."

After listening to this, the generals also lowered their heads in silence.

Outside the door.

On the Loess Avenue, two thousand soldiers gritted their teeth, gasped for breath, and strode vigorously.

The footsteps were a little messy, and they were not as neat as they were before leaving the camp.

Tang Hao, who followed behind him, knew that at this moment, these soldiers were about to reach their physical limits.

The loud voice came from Wu Hao.

"You are the elite of Datang! You are born different!"

"Maybe some of you will not be able to bear this hard training and leave!"

"But the wave behind pushes the wave forward. Someone exits and others come in!"

"Would you like to be the coward who quit halfway?"

Perhaps it was the aura added to the heroes that gave these soldiers a sense of superiority in their hearts.

A touch of tenacity appeared on his tired face, and the unwillingness in his heart was howled.

"No!"

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