In the early morning, Xu Cihang's voice resounded throughout the Fengrui battalion: "Come here! Come here! Get up for me! I hit dozens of times, but I can't come with ten military sticks!"

The people who have just entered the barracks don't care about this, they are all death row prisoners, and their temperament is originally unruly and unscrupulous, so they don't pay attention to it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ten...... Nine...... Eight...... Seven...... Six...... One!"

Xu Cihang's voice sounded, and then he rushed into each tent, threw them out of the tent one by one, and then took the military stick and began to beat.

These people were all sealed in the acupuncture points, and their backs were sturdy and beaten with ten military sticks, their skin was open, and they lay on the ground in the school martial arts field.

Fan Yang copied his sleeves and watched the excitement with a smile on the side, and Chu Li also stood aside and looked at these people, wanting to find a few better ones that could be cultivated and could come in handy at a critical time.

Xu Cihang went down with ten sticks, and his skin and flesh were opened, and he also unlocked their acupoints, but he couldn't get up, lying on the ground and moaning.

"What's it called!" Xu Cihang had a gloomy face, waving a stick and shouting while beating: "It's like a girl, are you a man, you will be like this after a few beatings, and when you come to the battlefield, you will be cut with a knife and stabbed with a gun, you will know that this is a piece of cake, shut up for me, whoever calls again, add ten more sticks!"

The moans died down, and everyone kept their mouths shut.

There was only a muffled "bang" sound in the field, the sound of a stick hitting the back.

Xu Cihang finished beating them one by one, and hummed with a calm face: "This is the lightest punishment, tomorrow within five counts after I finish shouting, I would rather beat you to death here than let you die on the battlefield!"

The hearts of the people were awe-inspiring.

Chu Li turned around and returned to the tent, Fan Yang comforted everyone with a smile, saying that all this was for their good, if there was no strict military discipline and insufficient training, they would definitely die on the battlefield.

It's better to suffer a little here, to be wounded, to bleed a little than to die on the battlefield.

Under the combination of soft and hard, even if these 20 death row prisoners have grievances, they can only endure it, so as not to be beaten again.

At the beginning of Chu Li's second day, Fan Yang set up twenty wooden stakes on the school martial arts field, each of which was about one person tall and thigh-thick, and his two legs could just step on it, and then began to let everyone stand on the stick and start walking the pile.

Everyone has to go at the same time, the previous person just left, the next person stood up, and one walked slowly and late, or walked fast and hurriedly, which is a chain of mistakes, and it became one.

Fan Yang and Xu Cihang were holding whips on the side, and whoever was wrong was a whip, and the skin was open.

Chu Li sat in the tent and cultivated.

After his meridians and dantian were expanded and strengthened, his cultivation skyrocketed, and it took time to slowly adapt, and he was also observing Yang Ping's thoughts, knowing his thoughts, and always paying attention to the situation on the battlefield.

Yang Ping's move hit Chu Li's vital point, without merit, he would not be able to get out of the Fengrui Battalion, he would not be able to leave the Eagle Yang Army, and he would not be able to return to the Bright Holy Sect.

Once this war is over, he will have no chance to make meritorious contributions.

What's more, the next opportunity to make meritorious contributions is likely to be a war against the big season.

He doesn't have much sense of belonging to Daji, after all, he has been growing up in Akibaji Temple, and he doesn't have a good impression of King An or the emperor, everything he does is for the Kunigong Mansion.

Once Da Ji destroys the country, it will be difficult for the Guogong Mansion to survive, and once he succeeds in winning the heir in the future, Da Ji will not be an outsider.

He didn't believe that Yang Ping could keep pressing himself, the Great Autumn Iron Cavalry was not a vegetarian, and now the Great Departure had the advantage because Cheng Lin Chengsen had arranged a large array to block the Great Autumn Iron Cavalry.

But the great autumn talent is at its peak, there must be a formation master, once this formation is broken, it is the most intense time, once the Eagle Yang Army is all dispatched, how can the Fengrui battalion be idle.

So he is not in a hurry, he must first train these twenty people well, once they enter the battlefield, they can play the effect of surprise soldiers, and he wants to make enough contributions, and he needs their assistance.

With such thoughts, he came up with a set of formations, and asked Xu Cihang and Fan Yang to train them, and he sat in the tent to comprehend the Dizang Wheel Sutra.

The last time I realized the Dizo Wheel Sutra in the Yin-Yang Cave, my realm increased greatly, but I was in a hurry in the Yin-Yang Cave, and I needed to calm down and sort it out slowly, so that these realizations could be truly transformed into something imprinted in my mind.

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The atmosphere in the camp of the Eagle Yang Army suddenly became tense.

Chu Li had already sat at Yang Ping and saw that the formation outside Luoqiu City had been broken, and the Great Autumn Iron Cavalry was approaching the city and was planning to attack the city.

The Great Autumn Cavalry is not only powerful in the field, but also extremely clever in attacking the city, and the people of Falling Autumn City are not optimistic in their hearts, feeling that they can't stop the Great Autumn Iron Cavalry, and Falling Autumn City will fall sooner or later.

Zhang Fengping lay on the bed, gasping hard, his face turned pale in pain.

He is slender, handsome, twenty-three years old, congenital perfection is also a rare master in the martial arts, because his sister was killed by the third young master of the Ma family in the city, killed the third young master of the horse, and was arrested and became a death row prisoner.

My sister has been dependent on him since she was a child, and when her sister died, he had nothing to love, not only killed the third young master Ma, but also prepared to kill all the Ma family.

But the Ma family had a master to protect each other, but they were defeated and thrown into prison, almost beheaded, and three days before the execution, they were sent to the Fengrui camp to pick up a life.

He didn't feel happy at all, so he thought that he would come to the battlefield and kill a few cavalrymen in Daqiu to have a good time, and die happily.

On the other bed lay a young man, surnamed Huang Minghu, tall and thin, with a lot of acne on his face, bright eyes, and full of energy.

Zhang Fengping was whipped three times, and Huang Hu was whipped five times, grinning in pain.

"What kind of practice is this!" Huang Hu sighed: "If it goes on like this, it will be broken!"

The old injury on his back is not healed, and the new injury comes again, making the flesh blurry, and he has developed a lying posture when he sleeps, and he can't change it back.

Zhang Feng lay quietly and did not speak.

Huang Hu said: "Lao Zhang, how long do you think we can live?"

"You won't live more than a year. Zhang Fengping said lightly.

Huang Hu sighed: "Yes, if we send it up, it will be a death, if we can make a meritorious service before we die, it can be regarded as earning something for the family." ”

When he first arrived at the innate level of martial arts, he became a prisoner on death row because he robbed the rich to help the poor, and robbed the wealth of a large family to help his own poverty.

He learned martial arts and went down the mountain, and when he came home and saw that his family was poor, he couldn't help but do it.

As a result, he underestimated the nursing home in the family, killed two and was restrained, thrown into prison, and was waiting to be beheaded, but was sent here.

"Alas...... , life is better than death, it is better to be executed directly!" Huang Hu shook his head and sighed: "It's too sinful!"

"It's just a dozen whips and ten military sticks!" Zhang Fengping said lightly.

Huang Hu said: "Lao Zhang, I'm the most afraid of pain, I'd rather wipe my neck with a knife, it's better than living like this, walking that stake all day long, I'm walking in my dreams at night, I'm tired to death!"

Zhang Fengping said: "The little arm can't twist the thigh." ”

"I heard that it was Zhao Ye's method. Huang Hu leaned his head over and lowered his voice: "It is said that Zhao Ye is very big." ”

"Disciple of the Bright Saint Sect. Zhang Fengping said lightly.

Huang Hu took a breath of cold air: "Bright Holy Sect!"

"We are walking in formation, military formation. Zhang Fengping said: "It can indeed save his life." ”

"Can it really save your life?" Huang Hu pouted: "It's like a donkey grinding, can it work?" )