On the huge wilderness, thousands of soldiers were divided into several different training camps and practicing different subjects. Qin Feng, who was far away, got off the horse and the horse monkey and Huo Guang slowly walked over. This wilderness was simply surrounded by the monk with wooden stakes and ropes. The outside was green grass and wild flowers were flooded, but inside was trampled and reflected light in the sun. It can be seen that after arriving in Yuejing, the monk was still attentive to train troops. This also reduced Qin Feng's anger towards the monk's unchanging heart.

Although this guy has problems with his moral qualities, he is still very attentive in his work.

Outside the fence, there were many people watching the fun. From time to time, children shouted loudly wherever they were. Occasionally, they could hear the screams of women. The three of them threw the horses outside and slowly squeezed in. They leaned against the fence and watched the monk train.

According to different training contents, the people watching the fun outside are divided into several pieces. Children prefer fully armed and neatly arranged group training, while the aunts and sisters-in-law are admiring the strong men with bare arms, while the men are mostly surrounded by those brave and fierce training subjects.

The part close to Qin Feng and others was trained to break the formation with heavy equipment. The attacking soldiers were wearing Kai, holding shields, and holding spears in their hands. On the opposite side, some piles of soil were piled up to simulate various obstacles. After these obstacles, there were teams of archers. Of course, the arrows removed the arrows.

In the endless rain of arrows, the heavy soldiers took neat steps and slowly advanced forward with the commands of the trumpeters behind them. The feather arrows without arrows hit their armor and shields, making a jingle sound. Qin Feng knew that this kind of arrow shot on his body would not hurt people, but it would still make you feel painful. After one day of training, the soldiers who were caught off their armor would definitely be green and purple.

This kind of training is mainly to simulate the battlefield environment. After practicing for a long time, the soldiers will feel numb to this attack and will no longer feel too afraid of the battlefield where arrows fly. Of course, in this process, it is more necessary to coordinate the soldiers, especially the shield hands in the first row. If they have problems, the most victims will be the light infantry behind them.

From time to time, feather arrows tricked through the gaps in the shield, and shot the soldiers holding the shield, some of the feather arrows shot down from the air. The light infantrymen desperately waved their spears and danced in the air, knocking down these feather arrows that fell from the sky, but there were always fish that missed the net shot down.

From time to time, people let out painful hums, and everyone who was shot in the arrow would be ordered by the officers accompanying the team to withdraw from the queue. On the real battlefield, these people have basically lost their combat effectiveness.

After the advance to a certain level and obstacles, rows of spear soldiers will appear. Like the attackers, their spears have no spear heads. The attackers shouted and rushed forward, while the defenders neatly poked out the gun rods in their hands, without spear heads, but they had a little strength. The training ground was suddenly overturned.

With a stick of incense, the sound of the attacking party sounded and they began to retreat. This means that the officers of the attacking party admitted this attack. They failed and could not capture the defender's territory. They retreated with annoyance and sat on the ground dejectedly. Their officers flew across the soldiers and pointed out the problems that had just happened. The winners laughed loudly after the obstacles, and pointed at the losers.

In the other corner of the training ground, there are fighting. There are all veterans here, so they must be more casual in practicing. Some are practicing teams of several people in a coordinated attack or defense, some are fighting in pairs, and some are actually fighting in groups. With Huo Guang's eyes, of course, it can be seen that they are fighting, not training. Strangely, the people around him seem to be accustomed to them, and no one is trying to persuade them to fight. Instead, many officers gathered around and pointed.

After looking for a while, Huo Guang also realized that his reputation was coming. Although these people were fighting in groups, the two gangs were fighting in an orderly manner during the fight. They were completely different from the market fight. Various tactics were introduced and various tricks were used. Of course, such fights usually went very quickly, and the winner was decided within less than a cup of tea. It was not until this time that the doctors in the army rushed out and checked their injuries one by one. They were too lazy to pay attention to the mild ones, and carried them aside to treat them when they were severe.

"This kind of training method is really strange." Huo Guang said: "Aren't you afraid that training like this will lead to conflicts in the army? It can be seen that they are really trying to kill themselves!"

Qin Feng smiled: "The army of thousands of people, everyone is crowded together every day. Can you expect everyone to unite like brothers? Is this possible? Conflicts are everywhere, big and small. If you are purely suppressed by military discipline, these angers will be hidden in your heart and will explode sooner or later. I don't want them to explode on the battlefield, so my army, especially veterans from the Death Camp, will do this trick. Don't you have conflicts? Well, I give you the opportunity to resolve conflicts and start a fight. A fair duel, and those who lose will have no resentment. Of course, if you lose, you need to take revenge, you will need to go to the next round. This day is usually fixed, usually once a month, and those who are injured must be well-behaved!"

"Will anyone die?"

"Often it is not." Qin Feng spread his hands, "The conflicts in the military camp are rarely as strong as a life-and-death level."

On the field, the previous group had already left the field, the second group had appeared again, and another round of evil fight began.

"Brother Huo, don't underestimate this kind of fight. It's closer to actual combat and is more effective than any training." Qin Feng smiled and said, "When I was in the Death Camp, I was hit by the traps set by those soldiers. But if I suffer too much, I will never suffer any losses in the future. It seems that the monk brought all the sets of Death Camp that year."

The three of them looked for a while and turned to the other side. They were conducting queue training. It could be seen that these were recruits, and some of them could not even tell the left and right. What made Huo Guang curious was that on the road they were marching, there were all kinds of strange things everywhere. What made him most disgusted was that there were piles of horse manure, human manure, dog manure and other things, thrown around in groups. When the soldiers passed by these, they could basically not look straight. Even if they stepped on them, the feces splashed everywhere, no one dared to complain.

The smell here is not good, so there are not many bystanders. As soon as they arrived here, they saw a group of more than a hundred new recruits shouting horns and walking past them in rows. Then, the sound of thumping sounds sounded, and the people in the front rows all fell into the pits set up before. Stinky water splashed everywhere, and countless yellow and white objects splashed out. The team suddenly became chaotic. Some jumped forward, some wanted to go around the side, and some stopped.

Then the officers rushed up and sucked the thorns in their hands without any heads and minds.

"Why did you stop? Keep moving forward!"

"Climb, climb your mother's climb, stay in the cesspool, and you climb up, how can the people behind you go?"

"Where are you going around? If you go around, you will be in chaos. Can't you walk? If you step on the person who fell, you will also fall. Then you will serve as a cushion for me. Damn it's still daring to talk back!"

The thorn strips blew wildly with whistling sounds. The soldiers were not armed and bloodstained suddenly appeared on their bodies.

"This is really perverted!" Huo Guang only felt a little painful in his teeth.

"In the army, the military discipline is as heavy as a mountain. This kind of formation is chaotic. Not to mention that it is just a cesspool or a sea of ​​volcanic swords. When you dare to jump over, you still have to go there until you can't get there and fall to the ground to become a stepping stone for your companions behind you. The sacrifice of the people in the front is to open the passage of victory. In the army, compassion is the most unforgivable behavior." Qin Feng said expressionlessly.

"Is this how the army of tigers and wolves trained?" Huo Guang's face changed a little.

"No!" Qin Feng said: "This is just the most routine training. When these soldiers go to the battlefield, win a few hours or lose a few battles, and die a few companions and comrades-in-arms, they will learn from death and truly grow up. Brother Huo, know that the death camp I led back then was only more than 2,000, but could the Qin border troops always change their qualities when they heard it?"

"You are good at fighting and aren't you afraid of death?"

Qin Feng's smile was a little bitter: "Because these more than 2,000 people have learned countless lessons from the deaths of tens of thousands of people. These lessons are the most valuable experience. Now the monks are instilling these lessons into these soldiers bit by bit, or they will hate and not understand them now, but when they become mature soldiers, they will understand that all the suffering they suffer today is worth it, because in the training ground, many things that don't seem important at all, but when they go to the battlefield, they are magic weapons to save their lives."

"I've been taught." Huo Guang nodded.

The officer who was whipping the soldiers reorganized the queue, and several guys with stinky bodies also joined the team. The taste was of course very sour. Just when he was about to order forward again, he turned around inadvertently, but saw Qin Feng and Ma Hou on the side.

He was a veteran of the Death Camp brought by the monk, so he naturally recognized Qin Feng. He was stunned and wanted to run here. Qin Feng waved his hand at him, pointed to the central army flag in the distance, turned around and walked to the other side.

The officer nodded understandingly, turned around, and issued a loud order to let the soldiers rest, while he ran towards the monk's central army tent.
Chapter completed!