Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"waste!"

"Stupid!"

"Look at your weak calves. You're out of breath after just running for a while? I don't even know which layman gave you the title of Knight of the World. Are you worthy?"

In the Flying Tiger Camp, a group of cavalrymen were pulled off their horses to run in circles for the first time to exercise their physical fitness.

Zhang Wu was holding a horse whip and hitting these guys' buttocks from time to time.

There were ladies from the inspection camp behind him who would catch up and give him a whipping from time to time.

It's okay to be beaten by Zhang Wu. They are all men who stand up to urinate. If they are really beaten by a woman, they will be laughed out of their heads by Pao Ze.

This also allowed the soldiers to truly understand what it means to "be beaten if you fall behind." It was a joy to run.

Change to the past.

Although the cavalry will also undergo the most basic physical training to exercise the coordination of their limbs.

But this is really the first time for me to be so serious.

Not to mention that Langqi and Baimayi, who had not been trained under Zhang Wu, did not understand.

Even his two direct descendants, Fei Xiong and Yun Hui, were not being driven around like animals like they are now.

This also includes the camp leaders.

Snapped! ~

After a crisp sound, the armor on Wen Chou's back cracked, leaving a deep blood mark, and he screamed in pain.

"Look at these useless soldiers. Don't they have enough to eat?"

Wen Chou dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. He held it in for a long time and said: "General, why are you still beating me today? You are just a deputy general! The second deputy general of Feihu Camp. The soldiers are not full, so why don't you beat the general and Cao Cao?" Chun, why are you staring at me every day?”

Zhang Wu said matter-of-factly: "One of the two people you mentioned is my father-in-law, and the other is a brother of the Wei royal family. If I whip them in front of so many people, why don't I fall out with me?"

Wen Chou had black lines on his head and the muscles on his face were a little distorted. He muttered in a low voice: "I'll be the one to bully you after a long time."

Zhang Wu didn't hear clearly what he was mumbling, but he knew it wasn't a good word, so he raised his whip and hit him on the back again.

"What are you mumbling about? It's the same old rule. Let's organize the troops behind!"

"Here!!!~"

After the ugly man with a black face shouted loudly, he picked up a cane from around the camp and walked towards the back line as if someone owed him thousands of dollars.

Zhang Wu couldn't stop laughing.

He only stared at Wen Chou and beat him, naturally it was not because Wen Chou was easy to bully.

There are so many lieutenants in Feihuying. Hebei's most powerful general at that time should not be reduced to a first-class thing that others say is easy to bully.

The fundamental reason is that Wen Chou has a bad temper and a strong temper.

No matter how Zhang Wu beats him, he will return tenfold to the soldiers who killed him.

If Zhang Wu was really just trying to bully him, he might as well whip Gao Lan with a horse whip. That's the one who's really easy to bully. You can't even beat him with ten sticks.

Sure enough, after a while, shouts and curses sounded from behind:

"You bastards, how did you become such an elite soldier! Run away! Whoever causes this general to get beaten up again should pack up and get out. There is no waste in the Flying Tiger Camp!"

Then the rattles of rattan rattled one after another, causing the soldiers to scream and respond, and even the soldiers in the front line couldn't help but speed up their pace.

Cao Pi slowed down his pace a little and kept on the same level as Zhang Wu.

He asked in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, when will this end?"

"What? Can't stand it anymore? If you can't bear it, tell me, I will let your president, An, become the second ancestor."

Cao Pi shrank his head as he heard this: "No, Pi just doesn't understand what the purpose of the cavalry running in circles is."

Zhang Wu admitted openly: "It's of no use."

"Ah? Then"

"Are you an instructor or am I an instructor? Why are there so many problems? If I tell you to run, just run. If you dare to talk nonsense, get out."

"Uh."

The cavalry has horses to travel. In fact, their own running speed and durability do not directly affect their combat effectiveness.

Jogging a few laps during normal training is just to coordinate the balance of their limbs, not to ask them to run really fast.

But there is a problem.

Yun Hui, Fei Xiong, Lang Qi, and Baima Yi are all the best cavalry in the world. Almost the peak of cavalry per capita.

No matter how Zhang Wu trained them to fight on horseback, how could he improve their combat power in a short period of time.

Ever since, Zhang Wu found another way.

Now that the physical strength is close to saturation, let's turn to exercising willpower.

Running so fast like this with no end and no idea of ​​the number of laps is the most frustrating thing.

I ran too fast, and after a while I was so tired that I lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

He was running too slowly, and behind him there was a black-faced and ugly man with a horse whip high in the air. If he was slapped with that thing on his body, he would definitely be in pain for ten days.

After giving it a try, there was indeed a way.

Previously, the opening level of the fifth martial soul increased slowly, but after one month, it increased at a speed visible to the naked eye every day, and after two months, it increased exponentially.

Let him train like this for another month.

Zhang Wu is confident that he will fully activate the fifth martial spirit before Zhengdan.

After lunch, Zhang Wu abandoned Feihu and went to Youlong Camp as usual.

Over there, the unlucky guy Wen Chou was beaten, and here it was naturally Ma Chao.

After all, he was his foster brother, so Zhang Wu was not embarrassed at all when he smoked.

In just two short months, Ma Chao's back was almost half an inch thick with old and new scars piled together.

The wandering dragon is worse than the flying tiger.

The cavalrymen were just running around in their armor, no matter how hard they beat them, they were still protected by a suit of armor after all.

Youlongying is a dry swim in the water.

Zhang Wu then ordered people to set up a small boat and chase them away. Whoever they catch will be unlucky.

Needless to say, in just the past two months, the agility of these big-headed soldiers has skyrocketed, and it has become commonplace for a fierce one to penetrate ten feet.

People are forced out.

No one wants to be beaten for no reason.

Like Ma Chao, who was seasick when he first entered Youlong Camp, but now he's like a loach.

Not to mention its excellent water properties, at least if you throw this thing into the river now, it will definitely not drown.

Huang Zhong didn't even go into the water. He just stroked his beard by the river and watched these young men working hard in a silly manner.

It's approaching dusk.

The female barracks at Hu Caifeng's place is much better.

The soldiers under her command still have a lot of room for improvement, and Zhang Wu is just training them according to the normal training volume of an ordinary men's camp.

Even so, after training, no one can lift a finger.

In fact, the women's barracks could not provide Zhang Wu with much opening due to the sparse number of people.

He just had the mentality that no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat and he didn't miss any opportunity for improvement.