Chapter - 38

The next day, they woke up at five in the morning and ran with weights as usual.

The recruits were miserable. Because of yesterday's events, they still had to check on other things. The recruits were all dressed in red. When they woke up in the morning, they couldn't be disheveled. This included the messy beds they slept on at night. The next morning, they had to be neatly arranged. If there was a messy bed, they had to add an extra circle.

Who could stand it if they added one round after another? Amidst the cries and screams, the recruits' appearance and military discipline were quickly fixed. It had only been half a month. Although the recruits didn't know how to set up formations with swords and arrows, they already looked decent.

He Yan sighed in his heart. Although Xiao Jue was a bit evil, her methods were quite impressive. Compared to Military Governor Xiao, He Yan felt that his previous methods of training soldiers were simply too benevolent.

As the saying goes, if you don't lead soldiers, then you won't keep money. It seemed that he still had to learn more from Xiao Jue.

As the recruits ran in circles, the instructors took advantage of the gaps to talk.

Head Instructor Shen Han looked at Liang Ping and asked, "Why don't I see the … eh, the weakest kid in your team?"

Over the past few days, everyone knew that the weakest kid in the Liangzhou Guards was one of Liang Jiaotou's recruits. He was thin and small, and his physical strength was extremely poor. Every morning, when he ran in the morning, he would fall behind the others. It was fine if it was one or two days, but after three days, almost everyone knew that there was such a person.

It could be said that he was notoriously weak.

"You said He Yan?" Liang Ping pointed at the mountain path in the distance and said, "He's in front. Look, the one running with the middleman."

Shen Han looked over and saw a youth running forward with a sandbag on his back. Although everyone was dressed in red, the youth was unusually thin and short, so it could be seen at a glance.

Shen Han was a bit surprised. "He didn't fall behind?"

"How could that be?" Liang Ping's face showed some complicated emotions. "This kid is very strong-willed."

Speaking of which, Liang Ping was not optimistic about He Yan at first. To be honest, he had been an instructor for many years and had seen many new recruits. He could tell whether or not they could become a fierce soldier just by looking at them. He Yan's physical aptitude was really too poor. Perhaps he had been pampered since he was young, so it was obvious that he did not have much strength. On the first day of his morning run, Liang Ping made a decision in his heart: I can only be a team leader.

He didn't expect this kid to have such a strong personality despite his poor health. Even though he was dragging the tail every day, he still ran with the team. Liang Ping also noticed that from the first day until now, he had never tried to slack off. He had been running seriously.

If a rich young master from a declining family were to be a small soldier, it would already be impressive to have such willpower and perseverance. What's more, He Yan was not doing useless work.

She seemed to have mastered some kind of trick, or gradually began to adapt to this kind of weight-bearing long-distance running. In the beginning, she was lagging behind by a lot of laps. Gradually, she fell behind less and less. Now, she could barely keep up with the team. Liang Ping even had an illusion that if this continued and ran for a few more days, he might even be the one running in the front.

As he was thinking, he heard Shen Han's voice from beside him.

"What's the use of being strong-willed? Aptitude is aptitude. Even if he can barely keep up with the running, the skill training in the future will still be too difficult for him … I don't know if he can pass the skill training."

Before the skill training, the last morning run was to evaluate the physical fitness and potential of each new recruit. If there were too many people who fell behind, it would be impossible for them to even pass the skill training. Manpower was limited, so it was impossible to allocate so many troops to people who were not worthy.

War was cruel. Before the cruel war, they could only choose those who could bear the cruelty.

"I think he can," Liang Ping said.

Shen Han looked at him, and the other instructors around him also looked at him. Someone said, "Liang Jiaotou, are you sure? Don't make a mistake. You have to know that after so many years, this kind of weak person … can't even survive on the battlefield. "

Even so … Liang Ping smiled and said, "You also know that the spirit has been tempered hundreds of times. It is sharp and strong. Who can be sure about this kind of thing? "

He looked at He Yan. The young man's forehead was full of sweat. In the hot summer, his companions who were running with him gritted their teeth. Most of them looked impatient and annoyed. He was the only one who smiled and did not seem to have any complaints.

This kind of willpower was really hard to come by.

He Yan did not know that he had become the topic of discussion among the instructors. She finished her last lap and put away the sandbag. Hong Shan punched her on the shoulder.

"Hey, good boy. You're really something." Hong Shan rubbed his chin and looked at him. "Now you can even keep up with us. Are you happy now that you don't have to be the leader anymore?"

He Yan laughed heartily. "That's great."

Seeing that she looked much better than a few days ago, Hong Shan was happy for her. At this time, Xiao Mai waved at them from afar. "A He Ge, Brother Shan, hurry up. There are meat buns today!"

After being here for so long, there was finally meat for them. He Yan heard that and immediately salivated. Hong Shan also licked his lips and said, "We finally have a good meal. Let's go, let's go!"

There was porridge in the iron pot, and everyone got a bowl. In the big wooden bucket beside them were steaming meat buns. They could smell the aroma from afar. The soldier in charge of distributing the meat buns stood in front of the wooden bucket. Everyone could get one.

He Yan also got one.

She held the bowl of porridge. There were no seats around, so she wanted to find a shady place to sit down and eat the porridge. From afar, she saw Xiao Mai waving at her from under a tree. It seemed that she had found a good spot to enjoy the cool air.

He Yan was about to leave.

She had only walked halfway when suddenly, someone passed by her and bumped into her shoulder heavily. She staggered and spilled the half bowl of porridge in her hand.

She did not hold the meat bun tightly and it rolled down. He Yan was about to reach out to catch it when a hand reached out and snatched the meat bun away.

She stood still. In front of her stood a tall man with a mustache. There was an old scar from his left forehead to his cheek. At first glance, he looked strong and powerful. He took the meat bun as if it was a matter of course. He did not even look at He Yan and continued to walk forward.

A leg was placed in front of the man.

The man paused and looked at the person in front of him.

The young man retracted his leg. There was still a polite smile on his face, as if he did not understand what had just happened. She said, "Brother, you seem to have taken the wrong thing."

"The meat bun in your hand is mine."

The scarred man looked at him strangely. After a moment, he suddenly laughed as if he had heard a funny joke. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know what you are saying?"

"I said," the young man said calmly, "The meat bun in your hand is mine."