Chapter 87 The tender war machine

Destroying these novices and the tender flowers is a great pleasure for Yang Jing, a time traveler.

In order for the gun to be strong enough and reliable enough, Yang Jingwei had to make up his mind to destroy these rookies.

If the gun bar is not hard enough, it will be broken when facing the wild boar skin. If it is unreliable, Wu Sangui in history is a good example.

Yang Jie, the otakus, made up his mind, got up early every day, and stayed in the training ground of the new army every day. As for the matter in the court, in fact, because he was in Kaunke recently, everyone's attention and energy were attracted by this Kaunke exam. They were all paying attention to who would get good grades, who might win the top spot, etc.

Yang Jing took the opportunity to withdraw and devoted all his energy to the problem of his gun. If this problem is not solved, there will be endless troubles. He will have no support in the future. The ending of his hanging Coal Mountain is probably not much better.

Yang Jing can see clearly who is more important than who is less important.

On the school ground of Xinjun.

Yang Jie has already sunk very dark in the past few days. His originally fair skin has turned into wheat color.

"Preparation..." Yang Kailiuo held a commanding knife in his hand, waved it, and directed a row of musketeers to conduct shooting training.

"aim……"

Speaking of this, Yang Jie gave a wink at a primary school behind him. The primary school immediately understood. He took out a hang of firecrackers from a box, lit it, and threw it at the feet of the group of musketeers who were commanded by the emperor and were about to shoot.

"Crackling..." There was a raucous sound.

Some of the students jumped up in shock and were frightened by the firecrackers under their feet.

Yang Jie immediately signaled to the Jinyiwei standing beside him.

Several Jinyiwei, wearing flying fish suits, immediately stepped forward and greeted the students who were jumping around with a whip. The students who were beaten screamed a few times, dared not fight back, and immediately stood back to the team, seriously holding the gun as if aiming.

When I looked again, a few of the musketeers in this row of gun-carrying guns were already crying. This emperor was so perverted. He gritted his teeth and endured it. He didn't dare to cry.

Yang Jingai didn't say anything. He silently looked at those who might have a lot of hatred for him.

"Fire..." Yang Guifei still issued an order.

There was a sound of pulling the trigger, but no gunpowder erupted and bullets shot. It turned out that this was just training, not live ammunition. If there was live ammunition, Sun Chengzong would never dare to play this for the emperor. If there was one of the people who were beaten and fired a shot at the emperor, then everything would be over.

Therefore, after the emperor was tired of playing the team, Sun Chengzong could only change other tricks to let the emperor continue to play. Of course, this safety must be paid attention to. For example, shooting training is just a bullet-free one.

"Next column..." Yang Jingying shouted in a somewhat hoarse voice.

The column that was bombed by firecrackers just now retreated and a row was re-entered. Because I saw with my own eyes how the emperor trained people, I was mentally prepared. After the Jinyiwei Captain threw the firecrackers, no one jumped up again.

"very good……"

"Next column..."

There were four rows of people in total, selected by Sun Chengzong among the new army of many Sheren. When the sheren started training, there were people who were talking first. Those who trained hard can be trained as a sparring emperor. Sheren fought for this quota, and the four rows of people were selected.

If you say you can't stand the emperor's abuse, yes, someone will take you to the position immediately and I wish you could get out. So, although such training is very "injured", the students of the servants still gritted their teeth and persevered. As a sparring emperor, this opportunity will never be given up.

Yang Jing commanded the "elite" among these servants. Of course, it was the "elite" this month.

After all the four rows were shot, Yang Jiefang walked to the front of the team.

The lecture said: "You may think I am deliberately playing with you. I want to say, no, I am serious. Just imagine, on the battlefield, swords, swords, guns and cannons are fired. You, you must be unlucky. Except for the command orders, anything else has nothing to do with you. Remember, on the battlefield, only the commander's orders are what you pay attention to. The rest, even if the people around you fall down and die, have nothing to do with you... Not to mention that you are so scared like today, you are so cowardly and afraid of death on the battlefield..." Yang Jing said in the end, his voice and expression were terrifying.

The few people who were so scared that they jumped up just now, either ashamed or afraid, lowered their heads.

"I am very dissatisfied with your performance. Now, I will run around the school ground for ten laps as a punishment for you."

There was always a group of "bodyguards" around Yang Jie, in case of accidents. Among them, there were thousands of households and hundreds of households of the Jinyiwei. When Emperor Yang Jie trained people, they ran errands and beat Emperor Chongzhen. The beating made the students cry and moan, and many of the students hated them. However, others were all genuine Jinyiwei Qianwei, as big as my own official position, and they could not get anything except grievances. Besides, they fought for the emperor, which was considered a waste of fighting. Don't be tempted. If you feel wronged and don't want to do it, you can, many people are rushing to beat the emperor. So, if you are beaten, you have to thank the emperor and grit your teeth and persevere to let the emperor beat him. Apart from crying in the quilt at night, don't think about anything.

After the morning training, Yang Jingwei looked at the group of little guys who had eaten with relish and had an idea. Looking back on the time travel novels I read before, there were contents of training in the army, so I might as well add some.

So, a Jinyiwei called and gave a few words of instructions. He heard the Jinyiwei Qianhu frowned.

After lunch, the new army cadets took a break. It was time to practice again.

At this time, the school grounds had changed a lot.

On the ground, fresh pig intestines, large pieces of pork, pork liver, pig heart and lungs, pig blood, feces...

Many of the new soldiers who were still in the queue couldn't help but retching. The things they had eaten in their stomachs at noon were rushing out. In order not to make a fool of themselves in front of the emperor, they forced themselves to not vomit.

Yang Jingwei was very proud. In order to arrange this "training ground", he didn't have lunch. Although he was prepared, he still vomited and vomited sour water. Fortunately, he gradually adapted. Seeing the group of tender "war machines" retching, he felt very proud.

"Standing attentively...rest..."

"Walk in step..."

Under the emperor's command, the team drove into the specially set up schoolyard.

Pig intestines, pig blood, feces, pig heart, liver and lungs, pig minced meat... These things, when you step on your feet, have a strange feeling. Some students can't see clearly what's ahead in the queue. Only after stepping on them, they glanced at them quickly and found that they were stepping on a piece of minced meat, pig minced meat...

While moving, the entire team kept retching. The footsteps were no longer neat and the pace was scattered. Some people's legs were already weak.

Let’s look at the faces of these people. Except for a few, they all looked pale.

This team can no longer be called a team, it is only slightly better than the people walking.

Yang Jing felt that he might be too anxious. This group of new soldiers was too young to stand this kind of destruction. He felt that he might not have trained with such cruel and disgusting methods. However, the time travel novels in history have been written in this way, and there are even more disgusting things than this. Climbing the cesspool means that your training method is just a pediatrician.

Yang Jingwei was thinking about whether to stop.

Suddenly I saw that there was still someone in the team who was still distorted. Who was this person? It was Wu Sangui.

Yang Jingwei was curious. Wu Sangui was fifteen or sixteen years old. Among these children, he was tall and almost no different from adults. He was a vanguard in the platoon. In Yang Jingwei's impression, he should be considered a squad leader or a gang leader.

"Let's settle." Emperor Chongzhen gave the order. The team stayed in a fragment of broken pork. The sound of dry retching immediately started one after another. Some people really vomited it out, and the sour and rotten smell spread everywhere...

Combined with the pig intestines and minced pork on the ground, the power of vomiting is even stronger.

Yang Jie also frowned. This taste is not good!

"Wu Sangui, leave the list."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wu Sangui ran out in a very powerful manner, and came to the emperor with a very standard. He stood firm.

"Sangui, I'm very curious. You seem to care very much about this kind of scene! Tell me..."

"Your Majesty, the students have been to the battlefield and have seen scenes that are more cruel and bloody than this kind of scene, so they got used to it..." Wu Sangui answered Emperor Chongzhen's words loudly. Not only did Yang Jing hear it, but everyone else in the queue also heard it.

Yang Jingwei is very interested in this.

"Oh? Haha, I'm very interested in this. Let's hear, who have you fought with..."

Wu Sangui was very excited to get the attention of the emperor and immediately introduced his glorious history: "Your Majesty, the student was born outside the pass and had a deep blood hatred with the Donglu since he was a child, so he practiced martial arts since he was a child... At that time, he fought with the Donglu, and the student chopped off a Donglu thief... The blood sprayed the student's face, and the student didn't feel afraid... When the war was fought, he couldn't feel these things at all. After the fight, he looked at the blood, corpses, broken hands, and flowing intestines all over the ground, and he was also quite scared... Later, he often fought with the Donglu, and gradually got used to it... Later, he was summoned to the capital by His Majesty..."

Wu Sangui talked about his glorious history. Not only did Emperor Chongzhen find it strange, but the other students became even more curious. Unexpectedly, they were all young servants. Others had fought with the Donglu and even went to the battlefield to kill people. No wonder they didn't care about this kind of scene.

"Okay..." Yang Jie shouted ok. He just needed a flag to make his training more convincing.

"Dare to fight to the death with the Donglu, that is a skill that only warriors have. Wu Sangui, you are very capable! I need you to establish the sword in my hand to expand territory for the empire, seek land and wealth, and smash all enemies that are not afraid of the Ming Empire. Do you have the courage?"

Yang Jing decided to give Wu Sangui some blood. In the future, as long as he has money in his hands and does not have any noise, he will probably become a sharp sword in his hands. Yang Jing suddenly remembered his name as the emperor.

"Yes." Wu Sangui blushed and shouted out with all his strength. Today, he showed his face in front of the emperor. He was so happy. His Majesty the Emperor took a fancy to him. In the future... Thinking of this, Wu Sangui was so beautiful.

"Well, it's very good... You all know Wu Sangui's experience, and I guess they won't think that I am torturing you, Sangui, tell me, who is more cruel and disgusting in this scene I have arranged and the real battlefield you have experienced?" Yang Jing praised Wu Sangui and told other students, and then asked Wu Sangui's evaluation of his practice method.

"Report to Your Majesty, the students don't know if they should speak." Wu Sangui was a little embarrassed.

"But it's okay to say it, it must be true."

"Report to Your Majesty, the student is honest. The environment arranged by Your Majesty is not cruel enough with the real battlefield. The real battlefield is ten or a hundred times more cruel than this..." Wu Sangui said, his eyes turned red. He must have thought of those who fought side by side with him again. The most unforgettable and touching thing is the comrades who share life and death together.

"Well, very good. You all heard what Sangui said. The real battlefield is a hundred times more cruel than this. I am now setting up such a disgusting environment, not to make you happy, but to be responsible for you, so that you can go to the battlefield. You will not be weak because of these disgusting scenes, unable to pick up a gun, and be cut off your head by the enemy like chopping vegetables..."
Chapter completed!