"It's like this. From now on, your monthly salary will be divided into different levels. The lowest is the imperial salary, and the highest is three times the imperial salary. I don't keep idle people under my command. If you come here just to make a living, then I'm sorry, you will be demoted and your salary will naturally be even lower. But if you are proactive and enterprising, you will receive far more than triple the salary."
Now the soldiers in the audience began to whisper.
"Brother, what do you think the general means?"
"It's so simple, don't you understand? The general is saying that as long as we work hard, money won't be a problem. If we just want to take advantage of the situation, then that won't work."
"Oh, then we will definitely do a good job."
After a brief discussion, everyone felt that this matter was beneficial to them, so they decided to do it without thinking too much.
Their discussion soon stopped, and Fengyun continued:
"Our army will hold a small competition every seven days and a large competition every month. As long as you can take first place every time, you will become my top elite. If you always come in last in this competition, then sorry, you will be demoted. Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
"I understand!"
“…”
As a soldier, who would think that he is at the bottom?
Fengyun took advantage of their high morale and immediately launched the first competition in the army.
This time, their team leader must be selected first.
After a thorough count, there were now a little over 20,000 people in the training grounds.
If there is one captain for every hundred men, then we would need two hundred men.
Fengyun now divided the training ground into two hundred arenas and asked everyone to defend them for two hours.
Whoever is still standing on the stage after two hours will be the captain of the team.
Now the whole training ground is bustling with activity.
Everyone in the ring is fighting hard, and everyone below the ring is cheering them on.
Fengyun also watched the fight between the people on the stage with great interest, but he didn't find anyone with particularly outstanding strength.
What he wanted in his heart was a general of level three or above, but none of the soldiers here had reached level three, and at most they could barely reach level four.
This is not at all worthy of Fengyun's attention.
In other words, Fengyun cannot find a suitable head coach among these people.
This put him in a difficult position.
If there is no head coach, it will be difficult to train the troops.
With his half-baked level, let alone what level he can reach, it will take a long time.
Just when I was having trouble with this matter, a carrier pigeon message arrived.
"Hmm? Who would write at this hour?"
The first person Fengyun thought of was Yingzhou, but when he opened the letter, he found that it was sent by his master.
"Disciple, you haven't come to see me for a long time, but now that you've achieved so much, there's no need to come all this way. Mingfan has reached the level of a disciple. What do you think of letting him serve you?"
Fengyun was worried that there was no one around.
The master is the master, he is simply a worm in his stomach.
He immediately replied, "Thank you, Master, for remembering me. Please ask him to come. I'm worried about the lack of staff. Also, I wish you a long life."
The master soon wrote to me again.
"You are cursing Master, I am already ninety-nine years old. Do not mention it again. Ming Fan is much stronger than Liu Jun. You must not bury him."
Fengyun really didn't expect that his master was such a good person, so he quickly replied:
"Yes, yes, I wish Master a long life. Please let Mingfan come over quickly. I can let him lead the army alone."
Fengyun sent his current location to his master.
At this moment, his master was looking at his most beloved disciple with a smile.
"Disciple, it's time for you to go down the mountain. I've already made an appointment with Fengyun, you should go to his place."
Zhao Mingfan was also quite excited at this time.
Having followed his master for a long time, he had even become accustomed to staying in the mountains with his master.
"Master, am I really ready to become a disciple?"
The master stroked his gray beard and nodded with a smile.
"Yes. You are already old enough to become a disciple. Your talent is incomparable to that of your senior brothers. It is because I am reluctant to let you leave the mountain too early. Go, find your Fengyun."
"yes."
…
Fengyun looked at the arena below with a smile. With Zhao Mingfan, he could give this army a qualified commander.
Time passed quickly and two hours went by before I knew it.
Seeing that there were no more eager contestants on the ring, Fengyun smiled and was about to announce the result.
"Congratulations to those who are standing on the stage now. You will soon become the captains of our Lieutenant Army."
At this time, some people are happy and some are sad.
Fengyun naturally would not let these lost people lose hope, and continued:
"Brothers, even though the captain has been chosen this time, it doesn't mean that others have no chance. If you perform well in the future, you can become the new captain."
…
Just then a war horse came galloping towards them.
"Report! General, the door said that your old friend has arrived."
"Haha, please come in quickly."
Feng Yun looked at the person who came in expectantly. This person was indeed his young second senior brother.
"Junior brother, you are really here."
"Hahaha, Senior Brother. You're here just in time. Come here quickly."
Feng Yun greeted Zhao Mingfan while speaking to the twenty captains who had just been selected:
"Let me introduce you. This is my senior brother, who just set out today. Our army is still lacking a commander, so since he's here, let's select one today."
After saying this, Zhao Mingfan also came up to him and said:
"Brother, go to the arena and accept their challenge. If you win, the commander of the school lieutenant army will be yours."
When Zhao Mingfan heard that his junior brother wanted to test him, he immediately jumped onto the stage and said to the captains:
"Come on! I, Zhao Mingfan, am here. Who dares to come up?"
"Young man, don't be so arrogant. I, Wang Ming, am here to meet you."
It is called an arena here, but it is actually just a fighting circle formed by everyone.
The challenger pushed everyone aside and came to Zhao Mingfan.
After the two of them clasped their fists at the same time, the battle officially began.
But at this moment, Zhao Mingfan's shadowless gun had already been used.
After just two small steps, the shadowless gun was already against the opponent's throat.
He had already shown mercy, and Wang Ming had no face to stay.
He raised his hands and clasped his fists towards Zhao Mingfan and left the ring. At this time, Zhao Mingfan had already understood the strength of these captains and said:
"Everyone step back, I need a bigger arena."
After everyone formed a circle according to his intention, he spoke again.
"Okay, I think it's too time-consuming to do it one by one. You guys should come together."
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