How To Lend a Helping Hand (VII)

"What are those dumb people doing?" Jiang Pengji turned to Xu Ke, who had already gotten used to her direct manner.

The teenager looked at the sky for a rough guess of time. "Probably taking a rest on the drill ground."

They had their own drill ground next to the farms to facilitate training.

Qiguan Rang followed the two and saw the men laying or sitting on the ground. The baskets of stones were placed in a corner. He could now tell each of them weighed around thirty catties.

Common people could not run with such a burden on their back—not without having their shoulders injured.

"Stand up! Are you dying yet?" Jiang Pengji took a wooden spear from a stand on one side.

To Qiguan Rang's surprise, the men immediately crawled to stand up and queued up orderly.

"Their compliance is exceptional!" he exclaimed, a little bewildered.

Xu Ke explained after a low cough, "Langjun once defeated them all on his own."