The policy of carrots and sticks is really not behind in any era for mankind.

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

Early in the morning, loud shouts filled Xidaying. This time, Mao Jue didn't need to call the trumpets in person. Pang Dahai was in front, Chen Rong was behind, and the neat commands of small flags had become a unique landscape in Dongjiang Town these days. Wen Meng took off his hands and feet from surveillance and helped Mao Jue with all his strength. The training of Qianhu Institute moved closer to the military training in Mao Jue's memory, even like a real soldier.

In the morning, check the bedding and check the neatness of the bedding, the messy one whip and one hundred push-ups, then run morning exercises, one hour in the morning, then the military posture, then the fighting, tactics, one hour in the afternoon, and then the queue. In short, the soldiers from the four hundred households will not be idle.

However, Mao Jue was really willing to spend money on his own soldiers. He paid for them to buy meat and kill sheep and supplement their food. He also sobbed and soaked a lot of rice and white flour distributed by Yuan Chonghuan from Mao Youde, and all of them were extra meals for the military soldiers. The entire Xidaying was probably not better than the 13,000th household, and it was arguing with the treatment of ordinary generals.

Such a situation made the entire camp love and hate these thirteen thousand households, envious and mocked, and Mao Jue also got two nicknames, Mao Yanwang! Mao Cook!

After running morning exercises, a meal of rice porridge, duck eggs and hot rice made Qianhu's office feel refreshed again. Once again, the array was looser this time, and the soldiers did not carry weapons, but everyone's face was extremely serious.

"Prepare, fall!"

With Xiaoqi's call, the soldiers fell backwards directly, or smashed them backwards directly.

Later generations are inevitable in fighting cold weapons, not to mention now, if you want to hit someone, you have to practice and get beaten first! Those who fall on the ground can get up and get a chance to leave alive on the battlefield. Those who fall on the ground will be dead.

In the dust, these Ming soldiers practiced hard to fall, and the more they fell, the stronger they became!

This has a little more meaning for Mao Jue. These more than 400 people have removed a lot of casual habits. The man who has formed an army is not afraid of pain and then smashed his back to the ground after his command. His military order has become more and more powerful. When the nerves of these people's training are numb, on the battlefield, even with his command, these people will never take a step back.

This is the modern army like a machine.

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

However, while holding his arms, he watched the team under his hands becoming more and more unique, Mao Jue seemed a little happy. It was already the last few days of this ten-month month, and news had already been heard that Yuan Chonghuan and his team had already set off from Ningyuan and would arrive at Pi Island in another three or five days.

Although he has been cramming these days, Mao Jue has been the one who can be used at critical moments, but knowing himself and his enemy will never be defeated in a hundred battles. He really doesn’t know Yuan Chonghuan’s methods in Dongjiang Town, and he will not know who will be fighting at that time. Not to mention Yuan Chonghuan’s personal soldiers, Shen Shikui, and Chen Jisheng, who don’t hold thousands of soldiers in his hands?

The unknown is the most terrifying.

"Young Master, many soldiers from Liaodong Town have gone out to camp these days, but there are almost no ones who come out to camp with packages and boxes, and even no ones who come to meet my Dongjiang general with shoes and gold, silver and wealth!"

"Are you sure?"

Listening to Wen Meng's report, Mao Jue asked in peace, but the latter nodded with certainty, and then lowered his voice with a little hesitation.

"Young Master, have you made a mistake? Supervisor Yuan will really treat us Mao Shuai..."

The rest of Wen Meng no longer dared to continue talking, but gently wiped it on his neck with his hand.

It’s not a question of whether it can be done, but it has happened. To borrow Schrödinger’s law, quantum is unstable and any situation may occur. In this time and space, Mao Jue knew that Yuan Chonghuan would definitely come to kill Mao Wenlong. He nodded helplessly, but then he turned his head unwillingly and looked at the Baihu Institute in training.

"Lao Wen, please continue watching in the afternoon. I will go back to the mansion and inquire about it. This matter is not only about wealth, but also about life and death. You must not relax!"

"Young Master, don't worry! Although our old man is a fool, he knows in his heart that there is no mistake!"

Not to mention that Wen Meng is his uncle, but now in this relationship, both of them have lost and prospered. He nodded to him again. Mao Jue suddenly walked to the front of the queue and shouted loudly.

"Stop training, disband! Eat!"

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In the afternoon, Wen Meng ordered the team to stand in a military posture, then stared at the soldiers and took two personal soldiers, while Mao Jue slipped out of the camp in shame.

The entire battalion is under training, and the barracks are empty, but the gate of the battalion is still heavily guarded, even more busy than before, and teams are frequently mobilized.

"Stop! Who?"

Along the way, there were already inspectors who stopped the three of them without hesitation. However, relying on their special identity as President Qian, Mao Jue's personal soldiers were not a good-looking lamp. The guy on the left, who was quite thin but pointed-mouthed and monkey-mouthed, shouted arrogantly.

"Your dog eyes are blind, can't even our Mao Master recognize you?"

"There are too many Maoists in the camp! I know which green onion you are? These guys are suspicious and have surrounded me!"

After being choked, more than a dozen patrol soldiers surrounded him fiercely, pointing his sharp spear directly at Mao Jue and encircling them in the middle. He has been entering and leaving the barracks many times. This is the first time he has encountered this treatment. Mao Jue himself was caught off guard. He had to admit defeat but he had to admit defeat. Not only did he stop his personal soldiers, he quickly smiled and clasped his fists at the patrol soldiers.

"I will always have an old relationship with you Mao Kexi and Mao Qian. Please go and report it, and I said that I, Mao Jue, are going to do business!"

"Fuck you, how could you, a small family, inform me at will? You still want to go out to camp? I think you just want to be a deserter, put down your weapons, and go back with your grandpa, otherwise!"

"Or how about hell?"

He was a little anxious. The thin monkey's personal soldiers pulled out the knife with itchy teeth, but these guys were not scared. The spear was murderous and he glanced at him even more fiercely.

Fortunately, there was a sudden shout from behind.

"presumptuous!"

"Master General!"

Seeing Mao Kexi hurried out with a knife on her waist, the patrol leader hurriedly hugged his fists and stepped forward. Unexpectedly, Mao Kexi slapped him on the helmet, and shouted and scolded him.

"Young Master Mao doesn't know you anymore? You dare to do it here, but you won't get out!"

It's really a ban here. The dozen soldiers didn't put a single fart, so they pulled away and left. Then, Mao Kexi quickly walked to Mao Jue with a smile on his face, holding his fist and smiling.

"Don't blame me, my brother, I've been very nervous recently. I've photographed some people and a few rough warriors. I haven't seen me before. Don't be as good as them!"

No wonder I felt something was wrong at the gate of the camp. Most of the soldiers guarding the gate knew me on weekdays, and there was a naughty green man who appeared? Mao Jue didn't think much about it, and directly hugged Mao Kexi with a little shame.

"Brother Kexi is so serious, but it's not my brother's. There are some things in the mansion. I hope Brother Kexi can be more comfortable and let me go out of the camp!"

"It's easy to say!"

The corners of his mouth were raised in a curve, and the thick mustache spread out. The muscles on his face twitched slightly. The fierce general Mao Kexi, who was full of flesh and flesh, had a strong smile and smiled and hugged Mao Jue's shoulder.

When he left the camp, he encountered this small episode, and the rest went smoothly. He followed the corner gate where the servant bought vegetables. Mao Jue slid back to the mansion and had not lived for two months. This small building made him feel quite missed. He asked the two personal soldiers to wait outside, and Mao Jue crept in.

On the second floor, Su Yi was carrying a pen to write calculations on the account book, and she pulled the abacus from time to time. Unexpectedly, a pair of black hands suddenly covered her eyes, and then a smooth sound rang in her ears.

"Guess who I am..., Oh, Suyi, it's me, your young master, let it go! Let it go!"

Before the play of the playboy master teasing the little girl, Mao Jue was already covering his hands and jumping up and down like a big horse monkey. He was also startled and blushed. Su Yi quickly held Mao Jue's arm again and apologized in panic.

"Ah! Master, Su Yi doesn't know, you, you... I'll give you a blow!"

After being whispered hard by this girl, Mao Jue didn't dare to send his hand to Su Yi's eloquence for a moment. He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. After a while, he recovered and grinned at the girl fiercely.

"I dare to bite your young master! After waiting for these few days, I will see how I will deal with you!"

This girl is probably also a bad girl. She obviously turned her mind to that direction, and her little face became even more blushing, but she was also shocked. She sat down next to Mao Jue and opened her mouth to distract the topic.

"Young Master, you told Su Yi to stare at the boy from Liaodong Town. He has been eye-catching these two days!"

After all, Yuan Chonghuan's threat was imminent. He rubbed the teeth marks on his hands and gave the girl a angrily glance, and Mao Jue became serious again.

"What actions did that person named Wu do?"

"The day before yesterday, he went to Wanghailou to book a banquet, and the banquet was Shen Dali, the chief minister of the front door!"

"Shen Dali!"

This name obviously made Mao Jue's brows frown. After entering the military camp for two months, he was no longer the newbie. He also learned a lot of complex relationships. Shen Dali is not an ordinary person, but Shen Shikui's nephew and nephew!

The matter was finally involved in Shen Shikui. If Yuan Chonghuan colluded with the military leader of the Dongjiang River, the most powerful force, it would be a bit tricky! He stood up suddenly and stood by the window. Mao Jue turned around three or four circles, and suddenly lay his hand on the window again, but looked into the backyard.

"Suyi, ask you something. My young master married you. If, if there was a quarrel with your father that day, who would you help?"

"This is just an assumption, and we must help one side!"

"Of course, help the young master!"

This girl blurted out almost without thinking.
Chapter completed!