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Chapter 47 0045 [I would rather be afraid of people]

If you join the army, you are a soldier.

It is the nature of a soldier to obey.

The time is short, Han Zhen doesn't expect them to support him from the bottom of his heart, he just needs to make these people fear him and obey him, that's enough.

In the future, as long as the rewards and punishments are clear, they will be grateful.

That's how people are, they don't listen to those who are nice and angry, and they have to be slapped to be honest.

At the end of Ming Dynasty, when Li Zicheng was about to break into the capital, Chongzhen asked all the court officials to donate money to suppress the bandits.

Moved with emotion and understood with reason, finally raised 20 taels.

When Li Zicheng came to Beijing and put the knife on the necks of these people, he soon received more than 7000 million taels.

What were the virtues of civil servants at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and what were the virtues after they became slaves and entered the customs?
It's nothing more than Jiannu's knife is sharp enough, fast enough to kill, and ruthless enough!

There's no such thing as orthodox, it's just whether the killing is ruthless or not.

Kill ten literati, you are a traitor.

Kill one hundred thousand literati, and you are the real dragon emperor who is ordered by heaven!
……

Wang Wusan and the others endured the pain in their stomachs, and ran wildly on the valley field with pale faces.

Ten laps, 3000 meters, only took a quarter of an hour to run.

On the contrary, Zhang He and the others were a full circle behind them.

After running, everyone panted heavily and looked at Han Zhen in horror.

Seeing this, Han Zhen nodded with satisfaction: "Rest on the spot for a quarter of an hour!"

Whoa!

As soon as the words fell, Wang Wu's legs went limp, and he was lying on the ground sprawled all over.

The chest is like a bellows, constantly rising and falling.

He stared blankly at the sky, not to mention how regretful he was, why did he take such an hour for snoozing, it would have been better if he had come earlier.

As for resenting Han Zhen, he dared not.

When the knife was swung just now, Wang Wu felt a strong murderous aura.

He really wanted to kill himself!

The others were not feeling well at the moment, and they fell to the ground one by one, and the only sound left in the huge valley was heavy panting.

A quarter of an hour later, Han Zhen's voice sounded again: "It's time."

Hearing this, Wang Wu dragged his exhausted body to forcibly get up, and the others did the same, for fear that they would be punished if they were slower.

"Take your ax and follow me up the mountain."

Han Zhen pointed to a basket of axes beside him.

Everyone stepped forward one after another, picked up their axes one by one, and followed behind Han Zhen obediently.

There is no military camp in the village, so they have to build it themselves.

It can not only save a sum of expenses, but also save energy by building a military camp.

Soldiers in ancient times often used sledgehammers to ram the school grounds. First, they could level the ground, and second, they could build strength.

For the location of the barracks, Han Zhen chose a flat area in the mountains. He only needed to cut down the trees and tamp the ground, and it could be used as a school ground.

Leading them to the mountain, Han Zhen pointed to the flat area in front of him, and said seriously: "Cut down fifty trees before the sun sets, and if one tree is missing, all will be punished."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!
Soon, there was a sound of logging in the forest.

Most of the mountains are full of pine trees, each of which is as thick as a human thigh, so it is not easy to cut down one.

It was okay at first, but when a tree was cut down, everyone felt their arms sore.

Especially Wang Wusan and the others, they vomited out all the wheat and rice they ate in the morning before they had time to digest it.

After running 3000 meters, he was immediately dragged to chop down trees, and the bone-eating hunger suddenly surged up.

One of them secretly glanced at Han Zhen, seeing that he was not paying attention to himself, he quickly picked up a handful of weeds, patted the soil on them, and stuffed the white and tender grass roots into his mouth to chew.

The taste of the grass roots is not good, but there is something in the stomach, and it is finally a little more comfortable.

Before I knew it, it was noon.

The figures of An Niang and Fang Sansan appeared in the field of vision.

The two struggled to carry a large wooden barrel and walked slowly towards the mountain.

Seeing this, Han Zhen ordered: "Go to two people and help carry the rice up."

Zhang He was more clever, and immediately dropped his ax and ran down the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, another person followed.

When the rice was carried up the mountain, An Niang lifted the lid, held the wooden spoon in her hand and said, "The rice is ready!"

When these soldiers saw the white rice in the barrel, they couldn't help but be taken aback.

It's not grains and wheat rice, but fragrant rice and rice!
Northerners like to eat pasta, not born, but really can't help it.

Due to the geographical conditions in the north, paddy fields are scarce, so rice is a precious food. Even if farmers have rice fields in their homes, they are not willing to eat them themselves.

Zhang He and the others never thought that Han Zhen would feed himself rice.

For a moment, a different emotion rose in the hearts of everyone.

The dishes served with the rice are vinegar ginger and salted mustard pickled by Mrs. Shen herself. They taste very good and go well with rice.

A group of people sat under a tree with their meals in their hands, devouring their meals.

After Wang Wulian ate two big bowls, he put down the bowls and chopsticks.

In fact, he was not full yet, and wanted to have another bowl.

It's just that what happened in the morning left some shadows on him. He was afraid that after eating, Han Zhen would let them run around the valley field ten times.

However, what Wang Wu didn't expect was that after the meal, Han Zhen ordered: "Rest on the spot for a quarter of an hour, and then cut down the trees when the time is up."

Hey!
Why didn't you eat an extra bowl of rice just now?

Now I can’t eat even if I want to, because the two little ladies have already carried the barrel down the mountain.

But the rice is really delicious, fragrant and sweet.

Wang Wu couldn't help but smacked his lips, savoring the taste of rice.

……

All day long they were chopping down trees.

Fifty trees, on average, each person needs to cut a little more than four trees. It sounds simple, but after picking up the ax, it is not the case.

The further you go, the less strength you have, and the more sore your arms become.

There were also a few blisters on the palms of everyone's hands.

When Wang Wu cut down the fourth tree, he felt as if the ax in his hand weighed a thousand catties, and every time he swung it, he felt as if he was going to use up all his strength.

"Wang Wu, take a break first, I'll help you."

At this moment, Zhang He stepped to his side.

"Thank you!"

A trace of gratitude flashed in Wang Wu's eyes.

Zhang He is not a good man, because Han Zhen said that he must cut down fifty trees before sunset, otherwise all of them will be punished.

In the morning, he had seen how Han Zhen punished Wang Wu and the others.

When he thought of Wang Wu lying on the ground vomiting heart-piercingly, he was terrified for a while.

Now that the sun was setting and there were still three trees left, Zhang He didn't want to be punished, so he could only choose to help.

Seeing this, other people also asked for help.

Seeing this scene, a smile flashed in Han Zhen's eyes.

I have to say that the method of punishing everyone is really easy to use in the army.

It can quickly narrow the relationship between soldiers and maintain the friendship between soldiers.

When the last tree fell, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhang He rubbed his sore arm and said, "Village Chief, we're done!"

"Go back to eat."

Han Zhen waved his hand, turned and walked down the mountain.

In the valley field, No. 11 person held a bowl and swallowed the wheat rice.

After they finished eating, Han Zhen said in a loud voice, "Come to Guchang to gather at tomorrow's day."

"Yes!"

Wang Wu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly responded.

"Go back."

Hearing this, everyone slowly got up and walked towards their home.

Now that the barracks haven't been built, they can only go home. After the barracks are built, they will have to stay in the barracks all day except for rest and bathing.

(End of this chapter)