Concubine Chang Calm: The Defying Little Book Girl

Training ([-])

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However, they are still too young after all, so young that these people who have experienced countless blood and are used to seeing life and death can't bear it and feel distressed.

Yan'er got up with the others, the story time was over, and it was their turn to start training.

The training method is very simple, wearing the simplest leather armor, wearing a helmet, holding your own weapon, and rushing forward in the arrow rain. [

There is no such thing as hiding back on the battlefield, that would be regarded as a deserter, and even if you come back alive, there is only one dead end.They must rush forward, and they can only rush forward.

Naturally, the arrows used for training were not real arrows, but arrows without arrowheads, covered with white ash. 1000 men fired at them in front, imitating the pattern on the battlefield.And they rushed forward until they were in front of the 1000 people.

Every time it ends, the white dots on your body represent the punishment you will face next.There are white spots, which prove that you are not running fast enough, dodging well enough, swinging your weapon fast enough, or blocking enough arrows.There are white dots, which prove that you have died in this round.

Moreover, those arrows hit the body, and it hurts itself.In the words of veterans, only when it hurts can we have a long memory!If it weren't for the fear of being injured and going to the battlefield, they might use real arrows!

"Come on!!" Yan'er rushed forward with everyone.

No one will treat all this as a drill, this is not training, this is the real battlefield, the real moment of life and death.

Yan'er rushed forward with them, maintaining the same frequency as the others.A team of four, with speed blocking, each other's offensive and defensive alliance... rush, rush forward, keep going...

The four formed a one-two-one echelon, and at the front was a 14-year-old boy named Qi Pu, who was also the captain of their four-member team.The latter two are also 14 years old. One is Liu Tongshou and the other is Liu Tongyuan. They are brothers and cousins.Yan'er is at the end...

This is the team they formed just yesterday.

There were a total of sixteen people in their brigade, divided into four teams.Among the 6000 people, he was the youngest sixteen people.

"Kill!" Qi Pu let out a long cry, and swung the weapon in his hand like a net, covering them all in the middle.

Yan'er was short in stature and was at the end of the line, so those arrows were almost completely blocked.All she did was run after them.Occasionally it is necessary to block an arrow or two that slipped through the net...

But that won't last forever.

Each team must make four dashes.Everyone has to adapt to each of these four positions, because they are the cannon fodder team with the highest death rate.No one can guarantee how long the people in this small team can support.

In the words of a veteran, "Don't hold the illusion that everyone in this squad will follow you to the end. Maybe, on the first battle, he can die, and you can too. So, you have to learn Still a teammate, but at the same time, you must be more independent, and you must be used to temporarily forming a team at any time, and you must adapt to standing in every position. Unless you can fight through ten battles alone!"

Who can guarantee?No one, so.Four people, four times to rush.Every time, the positions of the four people are different.

Yan'er also had a chance to rush to the front.Her mission is simple, guard yourself.Her person is small, and her sword is short.This meant that the range she could defend against was too small.

What frustrates her is that on such a battlefield, neither the star-chasing swordsmanship nor the carefree footwork she has learned are useless... What is needed on the battlefield is not Huali's moves and coquettish footwork.What it needs is to kill the enemy, to survive, and to climb out of the dead.