Chapter 752

And the well-trained soldiers all carried their long spears, the team was divided into two columns, followed behind the man, and ran forward step by step. Mu Cangyun couldn't even carry the iron spear at all. He grabbed the spear with both hands, and desperately carried it on his shoulders. He followed behind the crowd with one foot deep and one shallow, his smiling face flushed red.

But no one cares about him. This is such a cold-blooded place. The fittest survives and cannot adapt. Even if they die here, no one will know. Maybe, just dig a hole under this land and bury it. The heavy armor weighed at least ten kilograms. At that time, Mu Cangyun was too thin and thin. Thirty laps was simply impossible for him.

However, that little figure just silently followed behind them, thirty laps, that's thirty laps. His steps were small and his physical strength was not good enough. The general started to run the second lap and had already surpassed him. He continued to run with a long gun on his back.

"Mu Cangyun, how on earth did you persevere?" If she used to be, and her training partners, everyone helped and encouraged each other, but ah, here is Mu Cangyun, a child, this group of rough Man, who would care about him, growing up in such an indifferent environment...

Looking at his childhood self, Mu Cangyun just looked away casually, and said indifferently, "If you can't hold on, you have to hold on, because this is the only way to survive. On the battlefield, you won't be given the chance to be lazy. , If you don't work hard now, the one who will die is you."

"Hmm!" The figure carrying the spear suddenly stopped, kicked his left foot on a stone, and the whole person flew out. The heavy iron rod was pressing on his back, and the pain made him grit his teeth, but when he saw other After the man had finished running, he continued to do other actions, dragging his spear and running the final distance.

Push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, all kinds of difficult movements are simply not something that Mu Cangyun can do now. Although his movements are not standard, he still gritted his teeth and continued to do them one by one. How many others, how many he is, will never be lazy because of this.

"Assemble!" The general said coldly, everyone assembled, Mu Cangyun hadn't finished the action yet, but after hearing this, he got up and ran over.

The military formations are spread out, and the set of marksmanship is revealed. These are all necessary trainings every day, and they cannot be missed every day. Mu Cangyun, who couldn't even hold the iron spear, couldn't play a complete set of marksmanship at all. He was swept away by his iron spear and sat on the ground, blood dripping from his fingers.

"Continue!" The indifferent figure just stood in front of Mu Cangyun, looking down at him, not treating him as a child at all.

Gritting his teeth, Mu Cangyun continued to stand up, holding the spear with trembling hands, and followed the crowd to practice together. After the drill, he almost fell to the ground, gasping for breath. It's just that it's not over yet. All the people around sit down and form a circle. The two people in the team who are practicing against each other stand up, armed with long spears, and start to compete.

"Your instructor is really changing. It's been two hours of training, and you're still fighting?" Looking at Mu Cangyun, whose fingers were still bleeding, Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning. The wound has to be bandaged before continuing to practice.

With his hands behind his back, Mu Cangyun stood with his back straight, his eyes touched Feng Qingge, and he just said lightly: "There is a national law, a family has family rules, and the army has military rules. This is just a daily exercise, two hours, It's less."

"Yes, if you think less is less, I just don't think it's worth it. This kind of training for quick success may be counterproductive in the end. You were still a child, and your physical fitness couldn't keep up at all. If you continue to train like this, your body will be overwhelmed. Training is not Whoever works hard is the strong one, but you have to find a way of training that suits you and train yourself to the greatest extent possible." Feng Qingge pouted, if she could catch these people now, she would definitely be ruthless He kicked the general's ass ruthlessly, and put such a heavy hand on a child.

It's just that Feng Qingge didn't realize that, after she said these words, Mu Cangyun's expression changed slightly, and she looked at her in surprise, how familiar these words are.

"Mu Cangyun, get out!" Looking at the man who was still panting and breathing, the general didn't give him any extra time to rest. He turned the spear in his hand and pointed directly at Mu Cangyun's nose.

Mu Cangyun, who hadn't fully recovered, could only grit his teeth, stood up from the ground with difficulty, and stood in the circle step by step with his spear, but he was only fighting against a strong man of five and three thick with one arm. Almost as big as his waist. As soon as he picked up the long spear, before he could even dance a few times, he was knocked out even with the gun.

On the overwhelming side, there is no chance of winning. But with such a figure, it is really cheeky enough to bully a child.

"Training is over!" After everyone fought, the general with his hands behind his back said coldly. Those soldiers, carrying their spears, returned to their tents and tents, and rushed to the river with their bath tubs. There is a fixed training time every day. In the morning, it is just a warm-up, and in the afternoon, it is the training of martial arts and the training of movements. Those standard movements cannot tolerate the slightest mistakes.

If you don’t work hard at ordinary times, when you get to the battlefield, you will always be a little bit, a little bit.

Looking at his broken fingers, the little man called a basin of clean water. He did not forget the habit he had developed in the palace. He cleaned his hands first, then put a basin of water on it, and put it in his tent and tent. He took off his clothes and cleaned his body. He is different from those outsiders. Those soldiers have long been together. He is a foreign child, and he is still a member of the royal family. Naturally, he will suffer their scorn.

But seeing Mu Cangyun's appearance of being so clean, Feng Qingge couldn't help but smile and said, "I can't tell, you were quite shy when you were young, so you didn't even go out to take a bath?"

"Huh?" Standing Mu Cangyun couldn't help but smile, looking at himself when he was a child, of course he knew why he couldn't go out to take a bath, because...

When Xiao Mu Cangyun took off his clothes, the smile on Feng Qingge's mouth froze involuntarily. The child with scars all over his body and no intact skin was trying his best to bend down and wipe the wounds on his body. The place where the skin has been torn, the flesh and blood has already been exposed, there is no ointment, no bandage, it is exposed like this, and even the underwear is stained with blood. Compared with this, the wound on the finger is nothing.

"Brush!" The curtain outside was suddenly pulled open, Xiao Mu Cangyun was taken aback, and subconsciously pulled up his clothes.