The warm sunshine in February shines on you, which is very comfortable. There were tens of thousands of people standing in the large campus east of Kaifeng City, all of which were lined up in neat rows, waiting tremblingly.

These people were all captured Dashun Army. It is not accurate to say that it was an army. It is more common people who were trapped, including the elderly, weak, women and children.

Since Liu Zongmin was beaten away, these people have become the spoils of the Anguo army. Henan, which has suffered from war, lacks the most is the population. The role of these 100,000 people is comparable to that of a big tonic pill.

Yuan Zongdi personally led his people to select people on the school grounds.

"Listen, all the strong men between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five are standing on the left, while the remaining elderly, weak, women and children are standing on the right."

After receiving the order, these people immediately began to act and were quickly divided into two parts, including more than 80% of the elderly, weak, women and children, while less than 2,000 young and strong people.

Yuan Zongdi personally took the people to the team. Seeing that there were disabled people, too thin, crooked people, and no one looked like they were sent out, and in the end, more than 1,500 people were left.

"Marty, can the young men join the army?"

These people from the Dashun Army all knew Yuan Zongdi. They also heard that the Anguo Army was treated very well. Not only did they eat enough and dress warmly, they could also get land. They had a monthly salary, which made people drool. From the Dashun Army to the Anguo Army, they had no obstacles at all, and they even cheered!

"Dream!" Yuan Zongdi said bluntly: "I will remind you first that I am the commander of An Guojun, not a marquis. Let me tell you again. The selection of An Guojun is very strict and must undergo a strict physical examination. Come with me!"

Yuan Zongdi led these people to the next to the schoolyard, where a row of temporary sheds were built, and there were military medical officers waiting here.

"Take off all your clothes!"

"Ah? Sir, what does this mean?"

Yuan Zongdi shook the whip in his hand hard: "If you want to take it off, what's the point!"

The group of people had no choice but to take off their clothes and beneath the cold wind. They couldn't help but tremble.

The military doctors had already made preparations, first measuring height, weight, arm length, and bust circumference. Then they checked their armpits and soles, and asked them to do some strange movements. As long as one of them failed, they would brush them off without mercy.

"Captain, is this the one who is elected as a soldier? Or is it the prince-consort? Why is it so troublesome?"

Yuan Zongdi said with a calm face: "The Anguo Army can defeat the Tartars, and only then can they have combat effectiveness if they choose the best. If there is a group of crooked melons and jujubes, it will be useless to scold them no matter how hard they are, just watch them honestly!"

However, Yuan Zongdi said, but he also felt a numbness in his scalp, especially in testing vision, color blindness, reaction ability, and coordination ability. These are unheard of and unprecedented. He also completely opened his eyes.

After a check, there were only less than 700 people left. After these tests were completed, there were physical fitness tests. These poor kids who were tortured had to run long-distance running with weights. Only those who passed the final qualification could become recruit soldiers.

Everyone carried a 20-pound wooden stake and ran twenty miles. Just thinking about it made Yuan Zongdi suck his teeth.

"It's too difficult, too difficult!"

"Not difficult at all!"

Yuan Zongdi suddenly looked up and it happened that Gu Zhenhua and his people came over. Yuan Zongdi hurriedly said: "Dude, I really didn't expect that the Anguo Army was so strict in selecting new recruits. It was really an eye-opener!"

"Hahaha, Commander Yuan, how many qualified soldiers have you selected?"

"The Duke of Qibing, there are more than 10,000 prisoners in total. I guess there are less than 500 people who can complete the physical fitness test in the end. If we calculate according to this ratio, it would be great that 5,000 people could be selected from these 100,000 people, and too many people were eliminated!"

Wu Kaijie, who had just returned from Nanjing, smiled and said, "Why does Captain Yuan feel that the 5,000 troops are not as powerful as the 100,000 troops?"

Yuan Zongdi scratched his head embarrassedly: "I really feel this way."

Gu Zhenhua laughed and said, "The accounts cannot be settled like this. Take 100,000 people as an example. If they encounter 10,000 Tartars in the field, can they win?"

Yuan Zong shook his head when he heard this: "Dude, the only one in the world who is not afraid of ten thousand Tartar soldiers is probably the only one in Anguo Army!"

"Isn't this a matter of the end? Five thousand strictly trained Anguo Army is equipped with enough guns and cannons. Facing ten thousand Tartars, at least it can maintain an undefeated situation. This is the value of elite soldiers! And the remaining personnel are not useless. Those who are not selected will be sent to Nanyang immediately, allowing them to open up land, produce food, build weapons, and then arm the five thousand people with all their strength. With this calculation, after the elite soldiers, their combat effectiveness will be improved and their logistics support will be available. Only such an army will never be defeated!"

Yuan Zongdi thought about it carefully and suddenly realized his enlightenment. He smiled and said, "What the Duke said is really a mystery. When he thinks about it now, it is no wonder that people say we are thieves. They are crowded with the people everywhere, and they always have hundreds of thousands of people. As a result, they don't even have a real place to gain a foothold. I'm so ashamed!"

Wu Kaijie suddenly laughed: "Captain Yuan, as the saying goes, the prodigal son turned around, Li Zicheng's trick was over, in the battle of northern Shaanxi, the Dashun army was defeated, in the battle of northern Henan, the Anguo army won, this is the number of days! This is the general trend! I think Captain Yuan should write a letter to the generals of the Dashun army as soon as possible, so that they can abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

"I didn't say that, Duke, it's not easy for everyone to work hard for so many years. It's time to think about it for yourself!"

While talking, the first soldier finally ran over with a log. The guy was 1.80 meters tall, big and thick, and was soaked with hot sweat, falling like raindrops.

"ah!"

The cow roared, and the guy finally passed the finish line and threw the log aside.

"Hahaha! I'm An Guojun right now?"

Just when he was proud, a big hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder. The boy hurriedly waved his hand to block it, but he didn't know that he didn't block it. The other party kicked again and kicked his calves, and flew out in an instant!

"Who dares to beat me? I will fight him!"

The stupid boy climbed up from the ground again, but when he looked up, he felt something was wrong. More than a dozen strong guards around him were staring at him. He was not stupid either. He was afraid that picking out one of them would not be weaker than him.

Gu Zhenhua laughed: "It was Benjue's hand, what do you want?"

"I, I can't beat you!"

Gu Zhenhua smiled and said, "I asked you, why should you join the Anguo Army?"

"I can eat. If the King of Chuang asked me to eat, I would follow him. If I can't eat enough now, I will follow An Guojun!"

"Hahaha, that's you. I want to form a grenade, and you are the first ones."

Yuan Zongdi couldn't help but ask, "Dude, what is a grenade?"

"As the name suggests, it is a soldier who throws grenades. A grenade is similar to a shell, and it is necessary to have a soldier with a tall and long arms. In addition, grenades also have to drop bombs in front of the infantry phalanx, which is most suitable for stupid and bold work!"

When Yuan Zong heard the first time he couldn't help but smile: "Dude, I think this kid is OK, he is stupid enough, he is stupid enough!"

When everyone heard this, they all laughed, but the silly boy was still scratching his head. At this time, others completed it one after another, and finally five hundred and three became new recruits of the Anguo Army, almost enough for one battalion.

Gu Zhenhua vigorously reorganized and expanded the army here, and he was not at all relaxed in dismantling the Dashun Army.

Yuan Zongdi and Tian Jianxiu both wrote letters to Li Zicheng's subordinates and sent them out through secret channels.

These were secret operations, and on the other hand, Gu Zhenhua made great efforts. He mobilized three elite infantry regiments that had just been trained, plus an artillery battalion, with a total of more than 7,000 people, and opened towards Tongguan.

In order to enhance the intimidation effect, Gu Zhenhua also sent a large number of spies to spread news and post notices. For a while, Xi'an and other places were in a turmoil and a mess.

Li Zicheng was hit one after another, and the northern Shaanxi was defeated. Liu Zongmin lost another 100,000 troops, all of which made Li Zicheng sigh and feel extremely depressed.

He simply drank wildly all day long, drunk and dreaming, and left everything to Niu Jinxing, hiding in the harem for enjoyment.

But all the civil and military officials in the court were trembling. Just last night, something big happened in Xi'an. Originally, there was a plum tree that had been around for hundreds of years in the East City, with old branches and leaves flourishing. When Li Zicheng first occupied Xi'an, someone mentioned this lesson.

Li Zicheng also believed in the prophecy of the Eighteen Sons, the main artifact, so he had a good impression of Lao Shu in this lesson. When he returned from the defeat in northern Shaanxi, Li Zicheng said that Lao Shu was still there, and he, Lao Li, could still stand up again!

However, just last night, a divine thunder suddenly dropped, knocking the old tree out of recognition, and the dark trunks had no trace of vitality.

In normal times, the old tree is dead, but at this time, does it mean that the divine thunder from the sky kills the old tree? Everyone is asking questions in their hearts.

Hao Yaoqi and others surrounded Song Xiance and couldn't help but say, "Military advisor, you know astronomy and geography, hurry up and tell us what's going on? Could it be that God really..."

Song Xiance looked solemn and said nothing. After a while, he sighed: "Manpower is limited, and it is hard to violate the number of days. I don't know either!"

"Hey! What are the number of days to talk about at this time? You can tell me what can I do!"

At this moment, someone suddenly ran in hurriedly, his face turned pale, and walked to Niu Jinxing, and said tremblingly: "Prime Minister, something is wrong. The gentry in Puzhou has caused trouble and killed all the officials we sent, and the soldiers have also been cut off. They announced that they would obey the will of the Ming Dynasty!"

"A bastard, it's just a slaughter. I'll go find Your Majesty now."

At this moment, a sudden cough was heard, and Li Zicheng turned from behind. His face was haggard and he had no energy at all.

"My dear friends, I have a plan to get rid of the situation in front of me. We should leave!"
Chapter completed!