Not to mention the soldiers, Liu Feng felt this feeling when he listened to Chen Da sing the simple and moving Qin Feng.

Holding a spear and surrounded by three hundred soldiers, a sense of fusion of blood and flesh rose from Liu Feng's heart.

This is to cultivate my spear and fight, and to share the enemy with my son. This is the army that a general should have. Although this army is still very immature and has never even seen blood. But this is nothing, as long as you have time, it will be fine.

"Assault, stabbing the chest. Kill." Liu Feng stepped on the sharp stone formation like a blade, and took four or five steps in a row, stabbing the spear in his hand, and pierced the chest of the scarecrow in front of him.

"Kill." Three hundred soldiers responded to Liu Feng's call, provoked and attacked and killed.

The small stones under their feet, as sharp as blades, like enemy swords, arrows, and spears, cut through the soles of their feet, making the soldiers feel like they are in a tragic battlefield, fighting against the enemy.

"Assault, stabbing the chest, kill." After the soldiers finished this action, Liu Feng took four or five steps back and rushed towards the scarecrow again. The spear took action again and roared and pierced the scarecrow.

"kill."

As Liu Feng advanced over and over again and backwards, the soldiers pierced the scarecrow in front of him at one time.

At the same time, the blood flowing from their feet almost dyed the entire school ground red. However, no one retreated and did not use military law at all. Because Liu Feng in front was also there, he was also fighting with the enemy.

Fight against the enemy's swords.

In fact, Liu Feng was not as calm as he seemed to be on the surface. He felt like he was burning under his feet. No, in the end he was almost no longer burning, but a kind of numbness.

As the blood flowed, a feeling of weakness climbed into Liu Feng's heart.

For a while, Liu Feng also felt that he was crazy. Why did he suffer so stupidly with his soldiers? Wouldn't it be nice to hand over this task to Chen Da?

Even if it is handed over to Chen Dahou, the effect will be worse, which will hinder his prestige. But that's all right? As long as time accumulates, this army will still become an iron army. An invincible army that is known as Pojun and also has the ability of Pojun.

But this is not enough. What he needs is an army that fights completely with him, that is, the same heart.

Just as Qin Feng said, I will fight my spear and fight, and I will share my hatred with my son.

When his enemies appear in front of him, there will always be such an army that will help him kill them.

What's more, if you can't bear the small physical damage just because you can't bear the huge damage that may occur. As Liu Feng, he chose the path of challenge like a fool.

He was originally a fool who danced on a steel wire and would sacrifice his life at any time.

Such a fool, if he can't bear this level of damage, he might as well die.

He felt a sense of ruthlessness in his heart, and Liu Feng completed the sprints again and again with the soldiers. Even ordinary soldiers felt tired and weak.

Liu Feng was still holding it. Even if the ordinary soldiers were almost dizzy, Liu Feng was still holding it.

Seeing that at the end, Liu Feng was exhausted and he only gritted his teeth and persevered. The soldiers who also felt that the weak soldiers did not even complain in their hearts.

They just felt that today's training was a bit long, so why is it not time to rest?

The usual training volume of ten times is nothing compared to today.

When the rapid sound of gold sounds sounded, the soldiers were almost weak and moved. Liu Feng staggered and collapsed on the ground.

Lying on the stone ground full of blood left by myself, he was wearing rough clothes.

"Come on, please help the lieutenant back." Chen Da's rapid voice sounded next to him, but this sound awakened the sleepy Liu Feng. He raised his hand and waved it, then got up and sat on the ground.

After sitting down, Liu Feng looked up and looked forward. The soldiers sitting in front of him were either kneeling or sitting on their butts like him. However, these soldiers ignored Liu Feng and were just gasping.

Looking at the soldiers, Liu Feng stretched out his soft and weak hands, picked up the spear lying on the ground next to him, and pounded the ground hard with the head of the spear.

The sound of the collision between iron tools and stones immediately attracted the attention of all soldiers.

Facing the soldiers' confusing eyes, Liu Feng shouted: "Remember what you feel today. This is the harm you may encounter on the battlefield in the future. It is as normal as eating. Don't be afraid of it. You must meet it, so that you can bring you victory and be worthy of the name of Pojun."

"No." Although the soldiers were so distressed that they didn't even have the strength to speak, they still excited the remaining strength and responded loudly to Liu Feng.

"Okay, let's stop today's training. Those who can walk back, those who can't walk back, and those who can't walk back by themselves. I have already prepared the ointment for perfunctory wounds. After returning the account, I will perfunctory wounds and disperse them." As Liu Feng said the last word "scattered" and the soldiers immediately acted, either crawling, or supporting each other and limping towards their military tents.

This is the quality developed in training in recent days.

Originally, the amount of training for a day was not just this small sting training, but today it was all that. The injured feet could no longer allow the soldiers to continue to train their physical strength.

But even so, Liu Feng still had to insist on such training for a month until the soldiers were washing their laundry as usual.

Physical training can be temporarily put aside.

Without letting Liu Feng think about it carefully, the short rest made the soles of his feet again feel piercing pain. "Hiss." He took a breath of air conditioning, and Liu Feng smiled bitterly. He was really a sin that he was not alive.

At this time, Chen Da was sitting next to Liu Feng. In addition to this, there were several soldiers who had just called out to help Liu Feng go back.

Seeing that Liu Feng was gasping again, his face turned blue and white again. Chen Da hurriedly said to several soldiers: "Go back with the lieutenant on his back."

"No." In fact, the soldiers had wanted to step forward and help Liu Feng up, but Liu Feng himself refused just now. They did not dare to make decisions without authorization. Now, following Chen Da's order, a particularly strong soldier immediately walked out of the tent, squatted down, carried Liu Feng up and quickly walked towards the direction of the big tent.

After Liu Feng was carried away, there were soldiers next to him who wanted to carry Chen Da and leave. However, Chen Da refused. He limped back to the military tent.

When walking around, the heart-wrenching pain made Chen Da admire Liu Feng more and more. I don’t know how this lieutenant, who should have been spoiled, persevered. Even an old soldier like him was a little overwhelmed.

Although I thought so, Chen Da did not doubt that Liu Feng would persist for a month. After the training just now, no one should doubt it.
Chapter completed!