The Great Tang: World Martial God

Bypassing the trained soldiers, Wu Tong led a group of people towards the corner of the camp.

A lot of soldiers paid a visit along the way, but the king of Tang simply responded.

Not long.

There were bursts of cheers from the front.

With a touch of curiosity and doubt, everyone followed the cheering reputation.

A group of soldiers covered in mud, sitting around a huge mud, cheered the soldiers in the mud with excitement.

In the quagmire of knees, there were faintly able to distinguish the faces of the soldiers, and hundreds of people caught each other and beat each other together.

As the mud flew, a soldier's center of gravity was unstable and turned into the mud. The soldier on the opposite side took the opportunity to pull his leg forward, but was unexpectedly tripped by the fallen soldier, and both of the soldiers fell into the quagmire. Once again in the quagmire, they scrambled and rolled.

On the other side, a soldier relied on his own agility. He overturned and climbed a few steps before standing up again without giving his opponent a chance to suppress it.

In the entire quagmire, the fighting was particularly tragic.

At this moment, the soldiers fighting together are like living clay figurines.

The former comrades-in-arms, now transformed into enemies on the battlefield, are looking for the other side's flaws and suppressing them firmly.

The contest between the two was not over until the opponent conceded.

The winning soldier raised his hands high and shouted in excitement, winning the ears of applause from the soldiers outside the court.

Pulling up the soldiers on the opposite side, the two helped to withdraw from the quagmire step by step.

Seeing this scene, all the veterans who were waiting and watching had rich expressions on their faces.

Shocked, novel, unbearable, doubts flashed on his face one by one.

Fang Xuanling watched this scene. He took a deep breath and said.

"What kind of training method is this? It's unheard of in front of it."

Du Ruhui wiped the beard of his chin, said.

"This kind of military training is unheard of."

As a civil servant. There may be no chance to be exposed to war in a lifetime.

I was curious about the tragic fighting in front of me and the eclectic training methods.

When Yuchi Jingde looked at the soldiers who were screaming like chicken blood, he couldn't help being infected by the blood, and he seemed to have a feeling of being on the battlefield.

"This Tang Hao is really a fantastic idea, how can he come up with this method."

"Look at these boys, this kind of energy is like fighting an enemy on the battlefield."

Wu Tong looked at the surprised people and explained.

"These soldiers are so desperate because the Sima in the army will judge, and the losers will be punished."

Fang Xuanling frowned slightly, said.

"This method seems to have inspired the fighting spirit of these young soldiers, but after all, these companions who used to get along day and night, is it a bit too cruel to fight so hard for a score?"

As he spoke, a soldier with a shorter head knocked his strong opponent to the ground with his agile wrestling skills, and there was a burst of thunderous cheers in the entire field.

The short soldier clenched his fists, hissed in excitement, declaring a hard-won victory.

Seeing the passionate scene, Li Jing's heart was surging, as if for an instant he was at the peak of his youth, and said with excitement.

"Liang Guogong was worried. Although these soldiers were fighting together, they used their wrestling skills to compete. They didn't hit the key points and didn't get in the way."

"The word cruel is a bit exaggerated!"

After that, Li Jing looked at Fang Xuanling and said slowly.

"On the battlefield, the tricks are deadly, why not be cruel?"

"If you keep this fierceness at first, it will undoubtedly be a soldier who is not afraid of death on the battlefield!"

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Wang smiled heartily and said slowly.

"Yes, what Wei Guo Gong said is true."

"If you don't fight with your lives now, I'm afraid that if you go on the battlefield, you will have no chance to fight for your lives."

While talking, the Chinese army's big account opened a corner, and Tang Hao filed out with all the school lieutenants.

As far as he could see, the king of Tang led a group of veterans to observe his soldiers.

The king of Tang came to the camp, Tang Hao and a cadre lieutenant stepped forward quickly, arching their hands.

"Your Majesty, it will be rude at the end."

Wang Wang patted Tang Hao on the shoulder, said.

"Everyone, don't give me a gift."

"I came here today to observe the status of recruits training."

"Go ahead."

After that, he patted Tang Hao on the shoulder and said.

"Tang Hao, I have heard of your changes to the barracks."

Remotely pointing to the soldiers fighting in the quagmire, King Tang continued.

"In the seven days, the recruits have been subdued under your guidance, I am very pleased!"

Gao Shilian stepped forward slowly, squinting his eyes slightly, staring at Tang Hao, and said.

"Tang Hao, these two thousand soldiers, you personally teach them and spend such a lot of thought, wouldn't it be as simple as training them to be elites in the army?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the officials' eyes gathered on Tang Hao.

Everyone is waiting for an answer.

Is this soldier really like Wei Wuzu?

Tang Hao glanced around, his eyes fell on Gao Shilian's old face, and said.

"These soldiers, gathered together, are the elites in the military."

"Splitting apart and fighting alone is the best of the soldiers."

Tang Hao paused, said.

"What I want to teach is more than archery and horse shooting, the use of weapons, and battlefield fighting."

"At the same time, it must also have infiltration, assassination, spying, disguise, and intelligence gathering behind enemy lines."

Listen to this.

Everyone took a breath.

How is this a soldier, but an all-rounder!