As he was thinking about it all the time, Su Dingfang had already led everyone back to the camp without realizing it.

However, Su Dingfang's steps were getting heavier and heavier, and his breathing was more difficult. The beads of sweat as big as beans soaked the clothes on his body like they didn't have money, as if they wanted to blow up the last trace of water in their body.

After licking the cracked corners of his lips with difficulty, Su Dingfang felt the blackness in front of him.

If it weren't for the firm will, he might have fallen long ago.

Once it falls, it means it wants to withdraw, which is something that Su Dingfang cannot tolerate.

I remember the words "You will regret it..." when Yang Fan first came to Junyangfang, with a hint of teasing and even joy.

Although I don’t know why this Zhongyi Hou was particularly 'preferential' for him when he met for the first time, Su Dingfang was really flattered.

Su Wen, this Zhongyi Hou, is narrow-minded and easy to hold grudges and likes to torture people.

Could it be that I often contradicted him when I first came, and then I deliberately humiliated and tortured myself?

Because every time I have more than twice as much weight and learning tasks as others!

At this time, Su Dingfang was a little annoyed. If he was really forced to withdraw because of training, how could he be worthy of his teacher Li Jing's explanation and trust?

But Su Dingfang didn't know that it was because he heard Su Dingfang's name that Yang Fan deliberately cultivated him.

Su Dingfang is a famous handsome talent. If he is well trained, he will merge with Xue Rengui's two swords and can be said to be invincible in the army.

This is also the reason why Yang Fan asked him to lead these people to train as soon as Su Dingfang came.

Su Dingfang forced his blurry eyes and looked back.

The team that was still neat just now was a little sparse and hard to form, and many people even stuck their tongues out like dogs and crawled hard.

But no one fell behind, and no one gave up, which made Su Dingfang nodded with satisfaction.

You should know that every training has a joint position system.

If too many people fall, escape or withdraw, his leader will also be punished.

Looking at the training camp a few hundred meters away, although night had begun to fall, Su Dingfang could still vaguely see a person standing straight on the stage.

You don’t have to think about it and know that it must be the Zhongyi Marquis who are both admired and feared by everyone.

Su Dingfang plucked up his strength and shouted in a hoarse voice: "If you persist, you will arrive at the camp soon. Hou Zhongyi has prepared hot meals for us in the camp. Everyone should work harder, so don't let your brothers fall behind."

As soon as these words were said, the old men, who were already a powerful man, howled, and a trace of strength surged out of their sore legs and feet. They all rushed to catch up.

Thinking of the enough meat-eating tubes in the camp, these boys who were sniffing the fishy smell suddenly became screaming.

There is no way. In this era when you can only eat half full, eating a full meal is something that no noble dares to imagine.

Yang Fan stood on the stage, and the night gradually enveloped his body, but his eyes were shining with brilliance, looking at the group of people rushing towards him.

Yang Fan was in a good mood at this time. If these people could complete various trainings according to their own ideas and take out any person, they would be competent for generals in the general army.

It is even more terrifying to form a team of people with extremely high military literacy.

Because this group of people can move like a wielding arm, this battalion will become the most terrifying war machine of this era.

Being able to master such a force that is beyond the times is definitely the dream of every man in his life.

For men, advocating iron blood and conquest, conquering women is only a small part of it, and a broader world will be on a bloody battlefield.

Although Yang Fan is a novice in fighting, who gave him more than a thousand years of experience than the people of this era?

Even in later generations, soldiers trained in this way are the strongest in the world.

The soldiers of the people in later generations have verified everything with loyalty and iron discipline.

What's more, Yang Fan is preparing to develop a batch of weapons in Junyangfang that are far beyond this era.

Due to the limitations of the industrial foundation, although it is impossible to build machine guns and cannons, it is still possible to fire guns in general.

In this Tang Dynasty, which uses legs to kill and swords, even if it fires a gun, it can lead this era.

After all, when hot weapons fight against cold weapons, just crush them directly.

In the face of absolute strength, all strategies are just fake tricks.

Although the steelmaking process needs to be further improved and improved to create a barrel with strong tolerance, this is what Yang Fan planned.

A few days ago, Yang Fan specially used more than 100,000 taels of gold to exchange for the manufacturing process of seamless steel pipes.

Although the heat-resistant barrel of machine guns or cannons cannot be made, the barrel of a fired gun should be more than enough.

As my thoughts, the night gradually enveloped the earth, just like a big mouth trying to devour the world.

However, white lights rose in the camp in Junyangfang, cutting through the big mouth, and the people in the camp were no longer surprised.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't want to explain, nor would he explain.

I told a group of electric lights that I didn’t know anything about the ancients who said that they could understand solar bulbs?

Besides, Yang Fan is just for the convenience of training and does not intend to spread it out.

The high-tech products in the system are too expensive, which is why Yang Fan rarely exchanges the things inside now.

The gold is so scarce, and the landlords have no surplus food!

Su Dingfang shouted and sorted out the team, then he dragged his heavy steps and reported loudly to Yang Fanhui in a daze: "Report to General, the 626 people in the Charge Battalion have been trained. Will the meal be disbanded?"

Looking at the group of dusty soldiers, Yang Fan couldn't help but frown and bursts of sweat came to his stinking.

When it comes to this era, what is the most unbearable thing for Yang Fan?

Of course it is a hygiene issue!

In ancient times, people all received their hair from their parents, so they all had long hair.

Even as the chief official, Yang Fan could not reverse the concept of this era and let them train their hair cutting.

Therefore, now one or two people can't see their faces clearly, and even the long hair on their heads is so dirty that it is glued into a ball.

Yang Fan swept everyone around, then looked at Su Dingfang with a cold face, and shouted: "Look at you, you are dirtyer than the cows on the plowing land, and your hair seems to be soaked in lard. Isn't it disgusting?"

At this time, Su Dingfang was so tired that he didn't want to move. If he hadn't supported himself with his will, he would have fallen down long ago.

So he smiled bitterly and said, "General, we are tired and hungry now. Can you let everyone have a full meal and take a rest before taking a shower?"

The soldiers also nodded quickly, hoping that Yang Fan would be particularly kind today.

But these soldiers thought so beautifully.
Chapter completed!