Looking at the supplies in front of him, all the soldiers in the army who had just been hit and were dulled in face, suddenly became turbulent again.

Wei Xiang jumped into the carriage and kicked open one of the boxes, and a golden copper coins were immediately exposed.

A noticeable sound of swallowing sounded, and many soldiers began to subconsciously move their steps and squeeze forward, wanting to get closer to the carriage.

Wei Xiang laughed and waved his hand. Xia Jing took the Three Hundred Ars and immediately took three steps forward in an orderly manner, and the bright steel sword was unsheathed.

Everyone was quiet and no one dared to push forward any more.

Wei Xiang casually picked up a handful of copper coins from the box, then released his fingers, allowing the copper coins to fall from his fingers into the box, making a jingling sound.

"Do you know what this is? This commander tells you that this is your military pay."

The soldiers began to have a little more desire in their eyes.

Wei Xiang nodded, then picked up a bronze sword casually, slashed it twice in the air, and said, "Yes. You didn't have military pay before, I think you all know why the reason is. But when this commander comes, everything is different."

The scorching heat in the eyes of the soldiers became more and more obvious.

Wei Xiang kicked a bag of rice in the carriage, watched the rice seep out a little from the gap in the bag, and laughed: "Military pay, food, and weapons, these commanders can be given to you, but there is never a free lunch in the world, right? Let me tell you, what else can you offer to me?"

After a few seconds of quietness, Zhou Fen, the commander of the lower army who had been beaten by Wei Xiang, stood up: "I wonder what the commander wants to get from us? The lower army is the army of the Dajin Duke clan, and it is impossible to be loyal to the private sector."

Wei Xiang nodded and said, "This question is very good. Then I will tell you that all you have to do is to train well! Today you are a group of waste, but I think you may have some help, so I specially sold some face and brought these things. However, if you are still a group of waste after training..."

Wei Xiang raised the long sword in his hand, pierced hard into the rice bag, and then pulled it hard.

Amid the screams of many soldiers, the millet in the bag poured down like water, and all sprinkled on the ground.

Wei Xiang threw the bronze sword on the ground and said lightly: "No one will waste any energy on a group of waste, and this commander is no exception. If any one of the commanders cannot meet the requirements of the commander after a month of training, then everything you have gained today is everything you have lost tomorrow!"

Wei Xianghuan looked around and said, "Does anyone disagree? You can leave now, and this commander will let you go happily. If you don't leave, then you must abide by the commander's orders next, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

It was quiet, but no one left.

Wei Xiang nodded and said, "Very good. From now on, you have an hour to collect your military pay and weapons and armor. In an hour, you wastes will move your commander, clear out this damn pigpen camp for me, and build a new military camp!"

In the schoolyard of the Zhongjun camp, Zhongxing Geng and Zhihu stood side by side, staring at the teams of central soldiers in front of them constantly practicing.

Watching alone is actually boring, and there is a lot of conversation between the two brothers.

Zhifu said: "Brother, what have you been doing in the past two days?"

Zhang Geng of the Central Committee said lightly: "Prime Minister Wei is building a military camp."

Zhiqiu couldn't help laughing: "That's right. Among the three Duke army, only Luan Dun and Zhao Shuo ignored their lives the most. The Central Army and the Shangjun were still a little bit like a human being, and the lower army was said to be almost the same as the dog kennel. The last time Qiu Wei could see that they were all dispatched, and the Central Army and the Shangjun... Hehe!"

Zhang Xinggeng snorted and said lightly: "No matter what he wants to do, we just need to train the Central Army well anyway."

Zhifu sighed and said, "Brother, I haven't noticed it before, but now I know that this exercise is a bit boring, right?"

Zhang Geng of Zhongxing glared at Zhiying and said, "How to train troops is all the laws passed down by our ancestors. You and I just need to do as you and I don't want to say too much!"

Zhiyou touched his nose and said embarrassedly. After a while, he said, "Brother, how do you think Wei Xiang will train?"

Xing Geng of the Central Army was silent for a moment and said, "No matter how he trains troops, can he still train us with the group of waste in the army?"

Zhifeng let out a long sigh and said, "That's right. By the way, will it be spring in two months? Then, let my uncle organize a three-army competition for the public army alone, so that Wei Xiang would be faceless!"

Zhong Xinggeng did not respond, but there was also a smile on his lips.

Three days later.

A brand new army camp has risen from the ground, and the tall wall is two feet long, far exceeding most of the city walls in this world.

Behind the camp gate are two watchtowers on both sides, which can overlook all the movements within a radius of ten miles.

Going further in, all the old tents have been demolished, replaced by brand new and extremely ordered tents.

The distance between camp tents is very accurate, and any obsessive-compulsive patient will be cheerful when he comes here.

On the school ground, thousands of soldiers from the army were divided into different queues and trained under the call of Wei's "instructors".

"One, one, two one!"

“Turn left, turn right!”

"Start!"

"There are all, one set of twenty push-ups, three sets!"

Wei Xiang stood on the high platform, watching a soldier under his name sweating profusely, and a hint of relief flashed across his face.

Facts have proved that it is very wise to train a group of "instructors" in the Wei family in advance!

Formation queues are the most basic thing and are also something that all time travelers will use when training. What does this mean?

Of course it means it is easy to use!

It can subtly emphasize the discipline of soldiers, cultivate soldiers' obedience to superior orders, and at the same time train the soldiers' team spirit, with many benefits.

When fighting in groups, the least needed is personal consciousness!

As long as you practice these basic things first, then practice the Wei phalanx, and then splice the small Wei phalanx to form a larger Wei phalanx, you will eventually be able to cultivate a strong army comparable to the Wei Wushu in history, even better!

Leading the times is the responsibility of every time traveler. In this regard, Wei Xiang feels that he has done a very good job!

With this slightly proud mentality, Wei smiled at Xia Jing, the "chief instructor" beside him and said, "Remember, practice his discipline for a month first, not only the usual exercises, but also the night emergency gatherings I teach you, etc., do you understand?"
Chapter completed!