Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 50 Devil Training
In the early morning, the sun shines on the earth through the mist. On the avenue outside Tres City, tens of thousands of recruits are rushing towards the camp of the Xingtu Army. "Huhu", the sweaty recruits are panting heavily.

"The last thousand soldiers cancel breakfast!"

Lin Chuan was shirtless and sweating profusely, running at the forefront of the team and shouting at the team.

In fact, the recruits gritted their teeth and ran wildly without Lin Chuan calling, because this kind of training had lasted for three days, and those who ran last in everything almost couldn't eat.

You must know that the training intensity of the recruits is very high now. If they don't eat breakfast, they won't last until lunch time. What's more, whether they can eat lunch is another matter.

When Lin Chuan led the morning training recruits back to the camp, everyone fell to the ground at once, never wanting to wake up again. The five kilometers of armed cross-country before breakfast every day has become a nightmare for the recruits.

The recruit Feng Qingyang was lying on the ground panting heavily, bean-sized beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. After several days of devil-like training, his elegant face a few days ago became a little more murderous and fierce.

Feng Qingyang looked at the group of dejected recruits on the left, with a smile on his face, he was like them two days ago, running at the end due to lack of energy, and lost the qualification to have breakfast, but now, Feng Qingyang can already be late for breakfast up.

The recruits had just rested for a while, and the veterans carried dozens of baskets of pancakes and more than a dozen barrels of porridge on the high platform. After putting down the food, the veterans hid away wisely, because a The food war is about to start.

The recruits who were still tired and paralyzed on the ground saw the food being brought up, and stood up one after another, with fierce glints in their eyes, like hungry wolves.

With a high-pitched whistle, Lin Chuan suddenly blew the whistle around his neck.

"Come on!" Tens of thousands of recruits rushed towards the sparse breakfast on the high platform like a flood out of the gate.

The recruits who ran at the front rushed forward, grabbed the pancake and stuffed it into their mouths, but soon they were knocked down by the recruits behind, and the food was taken away.

Feng Qingyang strode like flying, jumped up and jumped onto the high platform, he swept across with his iron legs, and a large basket of pancakes was kicked out, knocking two recruits flying away.

Feng Qingyang was very fast, and not long after, there were only two baskets of pancakes left on the high platform, and the rest were all kicked out by him, because all the pancakes were kicked down, and the recruits had already been in a scuffle below the high platform. Group, screaming again and again.

I just felt a strong wind blowing from behind, and the wind lifted his body lightly to one side, barely dodging a strong recruit with a fierce face. A sternness flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed the gruel from the wooden bucket and was already heading towards the person who attacked him. The recruits smashed past.

Accompanied by the screams, the hot porridge poured over the strong recruit's body, causing him to scream miserably.

Feng Qing raised his toes to the ground, grabbed a few big cakes with both hands, jumped off the high platform, and ran towards the distance.

Several recruits with green faces surrounded Feng Qingyang who was holding a pancake in his hands, wanting to bully the few with more, but although Feng Qingyang seemed to have a warm smile on his face, he struck sharply and decisively, accompanied by a few clicks With a loud sound, several recruits blocking the way fell to the ground screaming, their arms already twisted.

Feng Qingyang didn't care about his image, while running, he grabbed the pancakes and stuffed them into his mouth. After a while, several pancakes were all stuffed into his mouth.

But at this moment, in the camp, tens of thousands of recruits had already fought in a scuffle. In order to fight for food, they broke out their strongest combat power.

Lin Chuan and a group of instructors sat quietly in the distance, eating breakfast, watching the recruits fight.

"Strength determines your treatment!" This is what Lin Chuan said to the recruits. In the recruit training camp, everything is won by himself.

"That kid is good, smart enough, and ruthless enough!" Lin Chuan praised Feng, who was already lying lazily resting on the ground at the moment.

Sith grinned, "It's a good seedling, it can be cultivated."

The rest of the instructors started to recommend the strong talents they liked, but compared to Feng Qingyang, they were still not so good. Most of the outstanding recruits were strong fighters, and some even fought against Sith. But Lin What Chuan lacks now is not a warrior, but a strategic warrior. Feng Qingyang obviously meets Lin Chuan's standards.

Although Lin Nuoyan admired Lin Chuan's military training manual before, he still had concerns, but seeing these recruits change day by day, shedding their initial immaturity and becoming strong and brave, Lin Nuoyan was completely relieved.

Just after Lin Chuan had breakfast, the messenger sent by Lin Nuoyan found Lin Chuan and asked Lin Chuan to report to the headquarters immediately.

"You take them to train, and I'll go back as soon as I go." Lin Chuan handed over the affairs to Sisi, the capable officer, went back and changed into a clean military uniform, and walked towards the headquarters of the Xingtu Army.

Now the entire Teres has undergone earth-shaking changes, and it is full of vitality under the rule of the Xingtu Army. The residents all give thumbs up when they see the soldiers in black uniforms.

"Report!" Lin Chuan shouted loudly standing outside the headquarters.

"Come in!"

Lin Chuan stepped into the command post. In the spacious command post, the staff members were busy in front of the huge map, and the air was filled with tension.

Lin Chuan saluted Lin Nuoyan, "Uncle Lin, what do you want me to do?"

Lin Nuoyan said with a serious face: "It's like this. According to the report from the scouts, the Governor of Luoshan Province has mobilized an army to rush towards Tres. The Dynasty army will arrive within three days at most."

"Huh, now our Xingtu army is strong and strong, we will kill as many as we come!" Lin Chuan dismissed the dynasty's garrison troops.

"I know that you are invincible and invincible, but after all, we are weak now. I decided to withdraw to Nanchuan Province, where my Lin family's territory is, and we can grow us faster."

"Are you going back? When?" Lin Chuan asked, with a look of joy on his face. He was reborn in Nanchuan Province, and he already regarded it as his homeland.

Lin Nuoyan waved his hand and said seriously: "We will evacuate Tres in two or three days at the latest, but before that, I need you to perform a task, which is related to the development of our Xingtu army."

Lin Chuan showed curiosity on his face. What tasks need to be performed by himself is also related to the development of Xing Tujun.

Lin Nuoyan pointed to a small dot on the map and said: "This is the town of Bray, a few miles to the east of it is where the treasures of the Lord of Tres are hidden. I want you to find the treasures and transport all the treasures." to Nanchuan Province."

The provider of the treasure is the tax official named Lu Dong. He was responsible for burying the treasure. Apart from the Lord of Tres, he is the one he is most familiar with. Now Lu Dong is under strict supervision. Small.

"No wonder you have to go by yourself," Lin Chuan already knew very well.

Lin Nuoyan: "There shouldn't be any danger in going this time. After all, very few people know about this treasure. You can bring 500 elite people there, and you can choose who you want. No matter what, you must get this treasure." Lin Nuoyan ordered firmly.

"Promise to complete the task!" Lin Chuan gave a heavy military salute, and raised his voice to promise.

"Go, pay attention to safety, see you in Nanchuan Province."

Lin Chuan nodded, turned and walked out of the headquarters.

(End of this chapter)