The nobles in the city of Tres were swept away by Xing Tujun, and the whole city was immediately cleared. Without the oppression and restraint of the nobles, the residents of Tres showed long-lost smiles on their faces, and they strongly supported Xing Tujun's various work.

Commander Lin Nuoyan handed over the training of the recruits to Lin Chuan. Faced with 15,000 recruits who were like chicken blood, Lin Chuan rubbed his forehead in pain.

Lin Chuan has never been good at training troops. He is better at fighting on the battlefield. However, now the towns around Tres have been plowed by Xia Ge's soldiers, and even the bandits cannot see one.

Although Lin Chuan had a headache about training, he still entered the work state early. After all, these recruits were all the fresh blood of Xing Tujun, and they were related to Xing Tujun's future.

As the training commander, the first thing Lin Chuan did was to cool down the fanatical recruits. These recruits were now full of passion and wanted to fight with the Chao army with swords. However, if they really faced the Chao army, Lin Chuan believed that they might collapse in less than half an hour.

Ten thousand new recruits stood in the camp in brand new military uniforms, waiting for the inspection by the commander of the training. They were excited and excited on their faces. Looking at the solemn military soldiers standing around them, they were envious.

With the clanging sound of the boots, Lin Chuan led a group of training officers to appear and walked to the reviewing stand. With Lin Chuan and the others coming, the recruits raised their chests and looked ahead, their faces jumping tightly, with excitement in their eyes.

Lin Chuan looked around the solemn recruits with sharp eyes, and there was no change in his cold face. Although these recruits were all holding their heads and chests, trying hard to show that they were very strong, in Lin Chuan's opinion, they were still far from becoming a real soldier.

Lin Chuan did not want to waste time, so he went out and stood in front of the platform, and said loudly: "New recruits, I am your commander Lin Chuan."

When the recruits learned that the young officer was Lin Chuan, their faces became even more excited. Lin Chuan's reputation was learned from countless veterans the moment they stepped into the barracks.

In the province of Gyeonggi, he hunted generals on the battlefield and killed Chi Chongyun, the dynasty major general in the battle of Wangjing. In the battle of Wangjing, the team he led almost entered Wangjing City. Even in the later great defeat, all the troops crossed. Only Lin Chuan's team led by him did not collapse and retreated along the way, rescuing the two commanders one after another.

On the way to retreat, even in the most difficult moment, Lin Chuan did not leave a serious wounded person, which was something that no other commander could do...

In short, among the Xingtu army, Lin Chuan has become synonymous with invincible battles and invincible attacks. Anyone who takes action can always win.

On the battlefield, there is no eyeless sword and gun, and it is extremely cruel. Following a general with a strong combat power and a victory in every battle will undoubtedly greatly increase his chance of survival, so the recruits all showed fanatical expressions.

Lin Chuan was very satisfied with the reaction of the recruits and continued: "No matter which unit you will be assigned to in the future, I don't know or want to know, but for the next period of time, I am your commander. In my dictionary, there are only four words, obey the order! Can it be done?!"

Faced with Lin Chuan's loud questioning, 15,000 new recruits answered in unison: "It can be done."

"What do you say! I can't hear it! Didn't you eat in the morning?!"

"Can do it!" This time, the recruits gathered all their strength to shout.

"I still can't hear it!" Lin Chuan yelled.

"We can do it!" This time, the recruits roared in unison, their voices deafeningly. Lin Chuan showed a satisfied expression on his face and nodded.

"Okay! I hope you keep your word." Lin Chuan pointed to the military soldiers not far away and added: "It doesn't matter if you don't keep your word, I will let you keep your word." A cruel smile appeared on his face, which made the recruits shudder together.

"Let's start!" Lin Chuan saw that the morale of the recruits had risen, and turned around and ordered the officer behind him.

Behind Lin Chuan, thirty hundred and outstanding ten men selected from Xing Tu's army will become the training instructors for the recruits, responsible for the training of the recruits.

These instructors were all brave and brave men selected by Lin Chuan himself. Before that, Lin Chuan had already conducted short-term training for them, which was enough to be competent for this job.

The training outline for recruit training was compiled by Lin Chuan himself for two days and nights. Combined with the army in his previous life and the actual situation in the current situation, this military training outline can be said to be the most perfect training manual in Lin Chuan's mind at present.

On the first day, the recruits first carried out physical fitness and queue training. In the open space of the camp, the new instructors kept roaring.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Are you women?" The brand new military uniform had been taken off. More than 3,000 new recruits were running around the camp with their shirtless eyes. They were sweating profusely, and several instructors shouted while running.

There were also new recruits complaining that when they saw the instructor running with them and sweating profusely, they could only grit their teeth and persevere.

"Fifty-nine, sixty, sixty..." In an open space, an instructor shouted loudly, sitting with the recruits on push-ups to exercise his arm strength.

"Turn back!"

"To the left!"

With the instructor's command, more than a thousand new recruits in the array have been repeating this action for two hours.

"You can't tell the difference?" A recruit was distracted and was greeted by the instructor's whip.

At the beginning, some new recruits couldn't stand it. They wanted to challenge the instructor because they had some strength, but when they were easily overwhelmed by the instructor, they realized how big the gap was.

"I know you are not convinced, but now I am the instructor. My words are orders! If you don't agree, you have to accept it!" Sith walked back and forth in the queue indifferently, constantly provoking the recruits standing in the military posture with words.

The new recruits' faces flushed, and the anger in their chests was like the hot magma. If the eyes could kill people, the Sith had died thousands of times.

The Sith continued to provoke: "Do you know what you are in my eyes? Trash, coward! I can poke you to death with one finger. Do you believe it or not? Can we try it if you don't believe it?"

Faced with the Sith's provocation, the recruits all had their eyes spitting fire, and they wanted to beat the Sith to the point of bruising and swollen face immediately. However, when they saw those solemn and tough military soldiers, they could only suppress their impulses.

"Young man, are you not convinced?" Sith walked to a slender soldier with a gentle and elegant face and asked provocatively.

"Report to the sir, I'm not dissatisfied!" the recruit replied loudly.

Sith's face turned cold and shouted to him, "I know you just don't agree! I've seen it in your eyes."

The recruits replied loudly: "Report to the sir, I'm convinced!"

"Tell me your name, recruit!"

"Report to the chief, my name is Feng Qingyang!"

"You should say you are a recruit, you don't have a name now!" Sith shouted.

"Recruiting, run fifty laps!"

"Yes, sir." The new recruit Feng Qingyang showed anger on his elegant face, but he still took a step and began to punish him.
Chapter completed!