Mysterious Generals Lottery System

How monotonous and childish the actions of the enemies from the holy emblem city seemed to them. At the moment of the enemy's attack, they came up with countless ways to deal with it.

If the number of enemies is not too many, they can even deal with it without casualties!

Now what makes them even more happy is that they can continue to serve under this man, learn more and become stronger!

"Cough!" Tang Ye coughed gently, then stood upright with his chest straight, his hands behind him, silently looking at the thousand guns and horses in front of him!

A thousand pairs of eyes suddenly converge on Tang Ye's body or on the back of people's eyes blocking the vision in front of them.

Tang Ye, with a bright smile, said in a loud voice:

"from today on, I will officially become your leader! You will be guided by me! Then compete with Lin Ya's 4000 soldiers!

I don't ask too much of you, so one is as good as ten! "

As soon as he said this, Tang Ye noticed that there were obvious changes in the group of soldiers in front of him.

All of the soldiers who had been fighting with him were more enthusiastic!

However, a considerable part of the other five or six hundred soldiers laughed!

Tang Ye and the soldiers who had been taught by him all laughed with tacit understanding and did not explain anything.

Because time will prove everything to those who can't do it and like to laugh at others!

Tang Ye looked at the more than 300 people who fought with him yesterday - and more than 100 others, though not dead, were also seriously injured and were training in a special medical area.

"The people I educated yesterday are listed!" Tang Ye suddenly gave a big drink.

The words of the new soldiers were suddenly enlightened yesterday.

The other soldiers are still confused, but the group has begun to think about Tang Ye's intention.

More intelligent people have even guessed what Tang Ye is going to do.

Soon, the team of 1000 people was divided into two parts. The small group had 361 people, while the other group had 639 people.

After separation, Tang Ye looked at the troops on both sides and immediately saw the gap.

There were more than 300 people on his left, almost all of them were in high spirits, and there was an active light in his eyes.

On the other hand, the soldiers on the right have dull and dull eyes. Only occasionally, a few people look at Tang Ye, and a trace of confusion flickers in their eyes. Most of them are like puppets without any spirit.

Tang Ye knew that for the rulers, they should never let their soldiers be too clever, otherwise their position would be threatened.

He certainly agreed. After all, once people have thought and become smart, it is not conducive to the control of the rulers, which may set off waves in the society at any time, so that the rulers are bored.

What's more, they are keenly aware of the faults of the rulers, hold on to them, and constantly vilify them, and call on more people to resist!

These are the so-called uprisings and riots.

But no matter the peasant uprising or the soldier uprising, it must be because some people with ideas are born to control it.

For example, Chen Sheng's Wuguang uprising, and Nanchang Uprising

Because of this, Tang Ye will pay attention to this aspect.

Just like the fat man who pointed out last night that Yang Ke is a careless person, he is a kind of person that Tang Ye should pay attention to.

However, he felt that it was quite necessary to enlighten people within a certain range. This can be seen from the bets between him and Lin Bao.

"Next, from the left to the right, one-on-one! One hundred push ups for the loser

Tang Ye opened his mouth, looked at the large number of people, and then added, "pass the sword to select the person, I said stop, the last sword fell in the hands of the one who will fight."

As he spoke, Tang Ye took out two wooden swords from the weapon rack not far away. They did not use metal swords in order to prevent them from injuring people in the process of passing swords because of their urgency.

The first man on both sides took a sword. Tang Ye noticed that the first person on the left side of the team was the fat man who spoke yesterday.

With a slight invisible hook at the corner of his mouth, Tang Ye walked several meters in the opposite direction, pointed his back at a group of soldiers, and said:

"I said to pass it down in turn at the beginning. I said that when the sword was stopped, it would be up to him to fight. If the sword is lost in the process of transmission, it is unnecessary to pass it on again, and the person who finally touches him will fight! All right, all in place, ready - go! "

"Tang Ye's last word is still in decline. The first person in the right team hastily hands the sword to the next one! The next one was in a hurry and handed over to the third

What is totally different from them is that the people on the left are staring at the sword, rubbing their hands excitedly, hoping that the sword can fall into their own hands immediately!

This is the difference between "cannon fodder with thought" and "cannon fodder without thought". If this continues, there will be a huge difference in their future destiny! ""Poof -" listening to the monologue read by liudao in his mind, Tang Ye was amused and at the same time understood the trend of the two groups of people behind him.

"Stop!" He suddenly said a word, and the movement of the person on the left behind him suddenly stopped.

However, someone with a sword on the right is still shouting at the next person: "take it, hold it!"

But the next man put his hands behind him and looked at him without expression.

Tang Ye turned and looked at the scene. He didn't say anything. He just continued in his own style: "OK, now please come out with the sword!"

With these words, Tang Ye looked at the left team, but was surprised to find that the sword was still in the hands of the first fat man! And the sword on the right has been passed to the 13th man!

"NIMA, the gap It's a little too big! And you, you fat man, I yelled for a long time, and you didn't pass it on at all? "

Tang Ye scolded in his heart, but with a warm smile on the surface, he looked at the fat man out of the queue and asked, "what's your name?"

"My name is Zhao negative, the word Taishan!" The fat man replied, the meat on his face piled up in a piece, showing an ugly smile.

Tang Ye is not cold to this, just lightly nodded, and then looked at the other side of the fat man's opponent.

The man was about forty or fifty years old. He looked thin and weak, and his armor looked a little big. But his face was gloomy, apparently angry that the next man did not want to take his sword at the last minute.

Tang Ye raised his mouth slightly and said with a smile, "why, the punishment is just a hundred push ups, which makes you afraid of this? If you go to the battlefield and lose, you will be scared to death! "

Tang Ye's rebuke makes the face of the thin and weak middle-aged people more ugly, but because of the identity relationship, he dare not refute anything.

Tang Ye didn't scold each other too much. After looking at the two hands, he said directly, "fight with bare hands, point to the end! Do it. "

Tang Ye's voice just fell, the fat man named Zhao negative rushed toward his weak opponent with a smile.

However, when his opponent saw a meat Hill crashing towards him, he fell to his knees and begged for mercy!

Only for a moment, the original competition suddenly became boring.

Tang Ye frowned slightly, but then stretched out and said to the fat man with a face of muddle: "since the other party has admitted defeat, there is no need to fight."

"Bang! That's too boring Zhao negative dissatisfied with looking at the thin middle-aged man, watching him run to one side to do push ups.

Obviously, the other person is more willing to suffer chronic pain than physical pain.

With a melancholy heart, Zhao negative took a look at Tang Ye. Suddenly, his eyes turned and he thought of something. So he said to Tang Ye:

"Qianchang, I don't think it's necessary to pass the sword in the next round. You let yourself come out there and fight me the best. The loser will still be punished just like that. What do you think?"

"Good idea." Tang Ye nodded and conveyed Zhao's words to the soldier on his right.

However, Tang Ye was more and more disappointed that the soldiers on the right side, one by one, looked at me and I saw you, and no one dared to come out to fight.

Tang Ye frowned and directly added: "I count to ten, if no one is ready to fight, then each of you will do 200 push ups for me!"

"What?! Two hundred push ups? " The soldiers finally showed their anger.

As for "push up", it is called in mainland China in Tang Ye's previous life, while it is called "push up on the ground" in Nanwan area of China, and "palm press" in Hong Kong and Macao. It is a common fitness exercise that can help to increase the effect of pectoralis major exercise.

Tang Ye accidentally mentioned this word when he asked them to train yesterday. To his surprise, they actually understood what "push up" means.

This saves him too much energy to explain, but also makes him realize that in some aspects, the world is really quite advanced.

For ordinary people, 100 push ups at a time is not a very simple thing. But it's not too hard for these soldiers. It's just that you have to experience some muscle pain in the process.

However, 200 push ups at a time is not so easy. Tang Ye believes that most of the soldiers here may be tired and paralyzed before they finish.

However, in the army, obeying orders from higher authorities is the most basic self-consciousness of soldiers. As long as Tang Ye asked them to do 300 or 500, they could not resist.

Looking at the displeasure of the soldiers on the right, Tang Ye shrugged his shoulders without expression:

"if you don't want to be punished together, you will be punished alone, and you won't be involved in the collective, right?

Why, at the critical moment, no one dares to sacrifice himself and protect the team? Are you soldiers too incompetent? If you don't want to be, you can go back to your hometown!

It's better to go home with your wife and children than to die in the army! In any case, you have no thought of cannon fodder, is not it for sacrifice