Nios turned his back and faced the onlookers: "Article No. 13 of the military law, private fighting between comrades is strictly prohibited; No. 30 seven, damage to military supplies is strictly prohibited, and those who violate it will be so."

Hundreds of people looked at Turner and stood up, struggling to get up, sweating profusely.

I felt a little flustered for a moment.

After all, even Turner, the strongest among them and the highest-ranking one, was punished willingly. What else could they do?

And this is the effect Neos wanted, killing monkeys to make an example, so as to convince the public and establish prestige!

.......

Finally, after Turner finished his punishment, he felt a little exhausted.

But it wasn't over yet, when Neos told him from the side that he needed to train with the whole army, Turner broke down a bit.

Before Nios left the city for the expedition, he entrusted him with the matter of conscription and training, and entrusted him personally.

However, the instructions before leaving did not involve detailed methods of military training, so everything can only be explored by Turner himself.

So when thousands of big soldiers who wanted to make a living came to report one by one, he just imitated what Nios taught before, letting them line up and practice the phalanx.

At most, it is the same as the previous samurai, fighting and competing with each other.

In Turner's view, this is much better than the previous straggler period.

But a few days ago.After Neos inspected the training, when Turner called everyone to go home, he was left behind.

Nios explained to him his future plans, as well as his training ideas.

"Two weeks later, Her Lady Queen will hold a ceremony in front of the Heroic Monument to appease the warriors who died during this expedition with me."

"We will find the families of these warriors and issue pensions to them in public," Nios said.

"That's a good thing!"

Turner nodded in agreement: "The home of all Celtic warriors is Avalon, but it's a pity that after the Romans conquered here,

We haven't held such a ceremony for a long time, and it is estimated that the souls of many warriors have lost their homes.

And you send money to their families, no worries, I believe the warriors are more willing to fight for the queen. "

"Well, so this ceremony is very important, I have to make sure nothing goes wrong." Neos said.

"Do you have any orders?" Turner asked.

"I need a group of soldiers to do a nice drill at the ceremony."

Neos nodded: "I need to let the common people see the faces of the soldiers, so that they will have confidence and believe that you can protect them well."

"Yeah!" Turner marveled at the idea.

It was the first time he saw that group of rogue warriors could play like this.

"But it's a pity that the quality of recruited soldiers seems not enough." Nios sighed.

"What should I do?"

"I can only train again, using my method."

"I listen to you, my lord."

"Really?" Neos smiled.

Then, under Turner's inexplicable feeling, Nios let him go through various practice methods.

It is well-known as, "Only after you have learned it can you play a better role as a demonstration."

......

Neos let the exhausted Turner back to the team, and many people looked at their boss with sympathy.

Hehe, you won't be able to laugh in a while.

Turner gasped and sneered as he watched them.

"You should have been the queen's sword, the common people's armor, and the Celtic civilization's strong shield,"

Neos glanced around, with a sneer on his face: "It's just a pity, here, I only see a group of rabble!

You guys like this, what face do you have to face the queen and the people two weeks later! "

The words were like swords, and every word was heartfelt. Many young warriors turned red and had blue veins on their necks.

"So now, I can't teach you how to fight beautifully, how to defeat the enemy,"

Nios said: "Unless your physical fitness can meet my requirements!"

"I think we have met your requirements!" A warrior in the team shouted abruptly.

Neos looked down coldly, his gloomy gaze swept over a large group of people.

Everyone was terrified and bowed their heads in silence. No one dared to stand out rashly, but no one betrayed their comrades just now.

Neos looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said, "Third row, fourth from the left."

As soon as the words fell, black sharp arrows seemed to shoot out from the shadows, bursting out at an extremely fast speed!

Before everyone could react, in the queue, the tall warrior groaned and suddenly knelt down.

Everyone looked at the past together, and couldn't believe their eyes.

The girl who always wore a hood appeared behind the samurai more than once, with her small hands strangling the neck of the speaker, and the dagger resting on his waist.

Her speed was so fast that everyone saw only a flash of black shadow; her body was so concealed that she passed everyone in the gaps in the queue without being noticed.

Then he subdued a strong man who was two heads taller than him in an instant, which was astonishing!

"I taught this girl by myself, and now you still think I am not qualified to teach you?" Neos clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

At the same time, the girl disappeared silently.

The samurai who was kneeling just now stood up and turned his head.

When it was discovered that the girl had disappeared unknowingly again, no one dared to speak anymore.

"No one has an opinion, so great, we can finally start training."

Neos nodded in satisfaction.

Punish Turner himself, and then beat the girls, and finally tame this group of warriors psychologically.

After being silent for a while, Neos looked at the crowd and said, "And my training is very simple, just run."

Someone heard the words and was about to ask questions, but was poked by the comrades beside him, and no one made a sound.

"Run, not just running, you have to run in line, sometimes running at full speed, sometimes keeping in line and trotting slowly."

Nios stepped off the stage and walked slowly among the sergeants: "So starting today, if you are late, run for me; if you refute me, stand up for me like Master Turner... ...."

"Then how long do we usually run?" Someone raised his hand and asked.

For a moment, all around glared at the man.

Neos didn't pursue it, and was silent for a moment: "Then start running from now on, as for how long to run..."

He paused, smiled gently, and turned his head to look at the sun.

"...It depends on how much you can run before sunset."

Chapter 131 Chapter 130

As a general since ancient times, the battle command often only occupies a small part.

On the other side, there are multiple dimensions such as talent training, political propaganda, logistics management, political mobilization, camp construction, and intelligence systems that will affect the trend of future wars all the time.

And these dimensions are also the difference between top military strategists and ordinary generals.

Neos has always known why.

After all, if the soldiers and the soldiers are not familiar with each other, then they can only use the sword to control the soldiers just like the last siege.

This kind of army full of uncertainty is something Neos does not want to see.After all, not everyone is Han Xin, who wins with unfamiliar soldiers every time.

And compared to Bingxian, he wants Marquis Wu to use his troops more, follow the kingly route, focus on production, and then work hard on military training, supplemented by diplomacy. Cao Wei regime.

Thinking of this, Nios raised his head and his vision expanded.

On the huge school field, the wind blows, the flags are fluttering, and the leaves are hunting.

"run!!!"

There was a roar in the field, and the 300 people who had been jogging just now increased their speed instantly, and began to run around the field with all their strength, howling bursts of screams.

The grueling training lasted until dusk. The warriors ran with vigor at the beginning, but as the training deepened, their vigor was gradually worn out.

I don't know how Neos came up with various ways to torture them, not only various running and jumping and floor-holding movements, but also various scenes of running wildly with his comrades on his back, even standing up. Flowers come.

And this set of training was directly dubbed "suicide" by Turner.

When the last group was practiced, almost everyone was about to collapse on the spot.

"This group is over, let them go back, and gather again tomorrow morning, and practice formation after physical training." Nios stood on the stage and said softly.

"Hah...ha..."

Beside him, Turner blushed and had a thick neck, with his hips akimbo, panting wildly.

"My... my lord, but is it... really useful for you?" He asked while panting.

Heavy breath and saliva spewed out.

Nios moved half a step sideways, waited for his breathing to calm down, looked ahead, and said, "For you, it's useless. Your physical fitness has basically reached the bottleneck, so you only need to maintain it, not improve it."

"But why should we ourselves..."

Turner swallowed his saliva and asked, "Then why do you still have to do this kind of training?"

Nios said: "In order for you to remember with your body, and then teach others."

"Teach others?"

Neos nodded, "Yes" and said: "The command of thousands of people is completely different from that of ten thousand people, so after the military parade at your sacrificial ceremony is over, I will let you train the newly recruited soldiers in the same way.

In this way, in wartime, I will command a hundred of you, and you will command the thousands of people below according to my organization, so that the troops can be mobilized very well. "

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