As a veteran who has been in the military since childhood, Fengyun Shang knows very well what qualities are needed for a team that can be said to be good at fighting.

However, Fengyun Shang, who had personally led the soldiers of Dongyu Village into battle, sadly discovered that the soldiers of Dongyu Village had cleverly avoided these qualities and were nothing more than a puddle of mud.

The first problem that Fengyun Shang had to face when training troops was that most of the soldiers in Dongyu Village couldn't tell the difference between left and right, let alone "beating drums to advance and shouting gold to retreat."

But it's no wonder that the soldiers of Dongyu Village are all from poor backgrounds. For them, it is more cost-effective to spend time figuring out the left and right than to rob an extra bag of grain.

Every time he thought of this, Fengyun Shang was puzzled: the Immortal Emperor of Immortal Court promoted vigorous cultivation methods, and even in remote mountain villages there were people who knew how to practice. However, they vigorously suppressed knowledge. Even in the county, few people could read the Chinese characters.

It's all over.

"His Majesty the Immortal Emperor is not afraid of those illiterate villagers who misunderstood the words while practicing the spiritual method and went crazy and died." Feng Yun Shang complained in his heart.

However, complaints are complaints, and those who should be trained still need to be trained.

Fengyun Shang originally planned to let the soldiers rely on their eating hands to distinguish left and right, but after taking a look at the soldier's dark hands holding fried millet and swallowing it, he quietly gave up this plan.

Since their hands couldn't be used to distinguish, Feng Yun Shang made another idea for their feet, asking them to wear shoes on one foot and not wear shoes on the other. Then he lowered his eyes and saw the big black feet.

Feng Yun Shang sighed and had no choice but to ask Huo Shiyi to hand out the armor he bought at Jiumu Pavilion and let the soldiers wear it during training and hand it over after the training.

It's not that Fengyun Shang is reluctant to hand out the armor, but now these soldiers have no loyalty to Dongyu Village. They may escape at any time, and they will lose a set of armor by then.

Fengyun Shang looked at the soldier wearing armor and holding the soldier with his bare left foot with a critical eye. He was very satisfied with the armor, but the man still needed practice.

"Straighten your waist." Feng Yun Shang stood at the front and shouted loudly. The soldiers were caught by the shout, and their waists straightened unconsciously, but soon they became loose. Feng Yun Shang shouted again: "Little

Captain comes out."

The team captains are all personal guards, so they naturally have orders and prohibitions. After Fengyun Shang gave the order, he took a step forward.

Fengyun Shang glanced around with satisfaction. It seemed that more than a year of life as a bandit had not corrupted the guards. He said with a slight smile: "Be optimistic about your soldiers. Anyone who fails to meet the standards will be whipped."

Nearly half of the personal guards were sent out as spies by Fengyun Shang, and the forty-five personal guards left behind each had seven to ten people under their command.

When the soldiers heard Fengyun Shang's order, they straightened their backs unconsciously. They were often whipped by the guards' whips.

The guards did not punch or kick them as soon as they came up, but adjusted the postures of the soldiers one by one.

After a while, some soldiers' postures changed a little, and the guards adjusted them hand by hand. After three times, if there were irregular postures, they would be whipped three times and then adjust their postures.

Feng Yunshang remained silent during this process. When he was a child and had not yet joined the army, Feng Yi began to demand their stance, and he was often beaten for this.

Although this kind of standing training seems meaningless, it is actually the best way to unite a team, and it is also to let these undisciplined soldiers understand one truth first: orders and prohibitions.

A team can only be called an army if it can follow orders and prohibitions. If it cannot, it is just a large number of street hooligans.

Now the soldiers of Dongyu Village can't be called fighting, they just rush forward in a rush, and the birds and beasts scatter in all directions. Any gangster of the same strength pulled from the street can fight with them.

What Feng Yun Shang is doing now is to help them transform into an army. After they pass the training and undergo some baptism of war, they can be called an army.

The standing training took nearly ten days, but it did not improve the soldiers' combat effectiveness at all, but Fengyun Shang did not think that this time was wasted at all.

The originally loose queue had become orderly, and everyone looked as if they were standing still, and there was no sound of whispering to each other.

Although Fengyun Shang knew very well that these soldiers would soon return to their old ways once they were separated from the whipping of the guards, but it was not bad to have such an effect.

"Everyone, take a step forward." Fengyun Shang once again touched his forehead with his hand. The originally neat queue became crooked in one step. He sighed in his heart, "There is a long way to go." Fengyun Shang once again devoted himself to the cause of military training.

Went in.

After reorganizing the queue, Fengyun Shang asked the soldiers to raise their right foot, and then gave the soldier who raised his left foot a hard kick.

"The odd-numbered team leader stands on the right side of the queue, and the even-numbered team leader stands on the left side of the queue." The team leaders are all Feng Yi's personal guards after all. Although most of them are illiterate, they have no problem counting.

"Everyone, use your peripheral vision to look at the feet of the squad leader on the right, and keep your toes in a straight line." Feng Yun Shang was having fun and felt that it was a good thing not to teach them what a straight line is.

Soldiers are of different heights, and the distance of one step when walking is naturally different. Therefore, what Fengyun Shang needs to do now is to let them form a muscle memory. Lifting the leg is a standard step of no more and no less.

Huo Shiyi stood pitifully behind Fengyun Shang every day, not daring to speak.

After Fengyun Shang came back and reprimanded him, he decided to start training the soldiers himself, leaving Huo Shiyi to watch. This was almost the harshest punishment for Huo Shiyi's active character.

On this day, when Fengyun Shang was supervising the training of soldiers, Cheng Feng sent someone to report and said: "Master, the spiritual seeds in field No. 1 have matured. Master Three, please come over."

Fengyun Shang's eyes lit up. Field No. 1 was the best spiritual seed planted by Cheng Feng around Dongyu Village. It took ten months from planting to maturity. It was considered relatively good among the spiritual seeds.

Quality.

Fengyun Shang immediately handed over the task of training soldiers to Huo Shiyi, and he quickly went to Field No. 1. With these spiritual seeds, the plan he had planned for a long time could be implemented.

Not to mention how Huo Shiyi started training with great enthusiasm after Fengyun Shang left. When Fengyun Shang arrived at Field No. 1, he saw the harvested spiritual seeds and laughed heartily.

"Cheng Feng, you have made great contributions." Fengyun Shang gave a rare compliment, took out a bottle of elixir from his arms and gave it to Cheng Feng, saying: "This is the elixir left by my father. It should be

It can help you break through to the Chengdan realm."

Cheng Feng beamed with joy. Among the three masters except Fengyun Shang, he was the only one who was not in the Chengdan realm. The soldiers of Dongyu Village were quite critical of Cheng Feng being the third master.

Cheng Feng is also very concerned about this. With this bottle of elixir, everything will be solved.

Fengyun Shang added: "When you break through to the realm of Chengdan, I will give you a better set of immortal treasures."

Cheng Feng was overjoyed. Only immortals can refine the fairy treasures, and their value has always been high. Even Fengyun Shang didn't have many sets of fairy treasures in his hands.

Organizing people to transport the harvested spiritual seeds to the warehouse in Dongyu Village, Cheng Feng also arranged for people to bury the straw of the spiritual seeds in the ground overnight. Fengyun Shang asked: "Cheng Feng, are you composting?"

Cheng Feng smiled and said: "Master, this is no ordinary compost. The soil quality of No. 1 Field is extremely good. As long as more compost is used to compost the manure of spiritual animals, the fertility and spiritual energy in the soil will not be reduced. But the soil quality around No. 1 Field

, it’s still a little bit worse. It needs to be modified with spiritual seed straws and other items to increase the spiritual energy in the soil. In two or three years, high-quality spiritual seeds can be planted.”

Fengyun Shang was not very clear about these and seemed to understand, so he gave Cheng Feng full responsibility. He also gave Cheng Feng all the gold and silver treasures stolen from Ziqizhai, asking him to increase as many high-quality souls as possible.

seed yield.

At night, Feng Yunshang looked at the topographic map around Dongyu Village and frowned. Although Dongyu Village was currently developing gratifyingly, it was still not enough.

In the final analysis, manpower limited the development of Dongyu Village. Dongyu Village even considered asking Li Zilai to dispatch an army to join Dongyu Village, but he quickly shook his head and gave up the idea.

"There is a shortage of people. There are not enough manpower at all." Fengyun Shang shook his head and sighed. The Keyu Village that he eliminated first is still there. He will only wait for enough manpower to expand it into the second base of Dongyu Village.

In this way, a horned force can be formed, and even if there are three times the number of men and horses in Dongyu Village, they can still cope with it.

I didn't think before that if I was short of people or food, I could just ask the emperor, but now Fengyun Shang has to work hard for everything in Dongyu Village, and the burden on Fengyun Shang's shoulders has become a lot heavier.

Although Feng Qiyang and the other three helped them share the pressure, he had to keep an eye on the daily affairs of Dongyu Village and take precautions. However, in one year, he had aged a lot, and he no longer had the same personality as before.

High-spirited.

Fengyun Shang's gaze stopped at the wandering land between Chuqi Village and Menglou Village at some point, and he murmured: "If we can recruit the bandits from the wandering land, we won't have to worry about the lack of manpower anymore."
Chapter completed!