Upon hearing this, the barbarian soldiers' eyes lit up.
They were all eager to try their hand at it.
Li Kui nodded in satisfaction; it seemed this trick really worked.
He jumped down from the command platform.
He walked up to a particularly tall barbarian soldier and patted him on the shoulder:
"May I have your name?"
The barbarian soldier answered in a muffled voice:
“Abu.”
"Great name!"
Li Kui praised.
"From now on, you'll be my deputy, in charge of supervising these kids' training!"
Abu was flattered and quickly nodded in agreement.
Li Kui then addressed the other barbarian soldiers:
"Now, let's begin training! Start by running ten laps around the training ground!"
Upon hearing that they had to run, the barbarian soldiers immediately began to wail in pain.
But intimidated by Li Kui's imposing presence, they obediently began running around the training ground.
Li Kui looked at their clumsy running posture and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
These savages aren't running; they're clearly a herd of wild buffalo frolicking around.
Next, Li Kui subjected these barbarian soldiers to grueling training.
He knew that these barbarian soldiers, though incredibly strong, lacked discipline and skill.
Therefore, a unique training program was developed specifically for their characteristics.
He taught them how to wield the broadsword and how to coordinate their attacks.
How to take advantage of the terrain to maximize the power of the broadsword.
During training, Li Kui was sometimes as stern as a mountain.
The sound was as loud as a bell, shaking the dust up the drill ground.
"You bunch of cowards! Run! I could carry a calf when I was five!"
He kicked a lazy barbarian soldier in the butt.
"You little bastard! Do you think this is your own home? Hiding here to slack off! Get back here and keep running!"
Sometimes he would patiently guide them, walking up to a barbarian soldier whose sword-wielding posture was awkward, and explaining:
"That's not how you cut with a knife! Look, you have to do it like this, grip the handle tightly,"
"Use your waist strength, chop down hard! Just like chopping wood, understand?"
In his eyes, the soldiers seemed like a flock of lambs to the slaughter.
A furious roar of disappointment echoed throughout the entire training ground.
These barbarian soldiers were so well-trained by him that they both respected and feared him.
Lu Yan often came to the training ground to watch the Big Sword Team train.
Seeing Li Kui train these barbarian soldiers so well, he felt very gratified.
He discovered that these barbarian soldiers had a natural command of the broadsword.
Under Li Kui's training, their combat effectiveness improved very quickly.
One day, as usual, Lu Yan came to the training ground to watch the Big Sword Team train.
After training, he called Li Kui aside and asked:
"Xiao Kui, how long do you think it will take before this big sword squad can go to the battlefield?"
Li Kui pondered for a moment, then replied:
"Your Excellency, although these lads have made rapid progress, they still lack practical experience and need more time to hone their skills. However..."
He paused, a sly glint in his eyes.
"If the adults could find them a sparring partner, I believe their combat skills would improve even faster."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yan raised an eyebrow and looked at Li Kui with a half-smile:
"Oh? You have a good idea?"
Li Kui leaned close to Lu Yan's ear, chuckled, and revealed a set of bright white teeth:
"My lord, I've been thinking, the nearby Black Wind Stronghold hasn't submitted yet, has it?"
"Why not use them as whetstones for the Big Swordsmen, to give them some practice?"
Lu Yan stroked his chin, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He had sent people to Black Wind Stronghold to offer him amnesty, but they completely ignored him, and he'd been holding a grudge ever since.
Now is the perfect opportunity to train troops and make an example of them.
Let the other disgruntled factions see that Lu Yan is not someone to be trifled with!
"You little devil, that's a really wicked idea! We'll do it your way,"
"However, we should try to minimize casualties, as these barbarians will be going to the battlefield later."
Li Kui accepted the order and happily ran off to train his herd of "wild bulls".
He secretly felt smug; this idea wasn't his own.
I overheard it that day while drinking and listening to some gamblers at the next table bragging.
Surprisingly, it actually came in handy...
Black Wind Stronghold is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Its leader, Black Bear, is a burly man with a face full of scars.
He had several hundred men under his command, all of them fierce and ruthless, and they were no strangers to robbery and plunder.
Li Kui is no fool; a direct attack won't work, he needs to outsmart him.
He first sent a few clever barbarian soldiers, disguised as a caravan.
They brought several cartloads of goods, pretending to want to do business with Black Wind Village.
When the black bear saw that there was business coming to its door, it immediately beamed with joy and welcomed the "caravan" into the village.
After entering the village, these barbarian soldiers began to scout around.
They thoroughly investigated the layout, troop strength, and food reserves of Black Wind Stronghold.
Back at the camp, they reported the information they had gathered to Li Kui in detail.
After hearing this, Li Kui's lips curled into a sinister smile:
"Heh heh, black bear, you're dead this time!"
He divided the Big Swordsmen into three teams, one of which was responsible for a feint attack from the front to attract the black bear's attention.
The other two teams sneaked up the mountain from the side paths, heading straight for Black Wind Village's lair.
That night, under a dark and windy sky, it was the perfect opportunity for murder and arson.
At Li Kui's command, the broadsword squad charged towards Black Wind Stronghold like tigers descending the mountain.
The feigned attack from the front was accompanied by deafening battle cries, and torches illuminated half the sky.
The black bear was startled by this display of strength and quickly mobilized its forces to prepare for battle.
Meanwhile, the other two teams of sword-wielding soldiers had quietly reached the back of Black Wind Stronghold.
Although these barbarian soldiers had never fought a war, each of them possessed immense strength, climbing rocks and scaling walls as if walking on flat ground.
They quickly climbed the cliff and stormed into Black Wind Stronghold from behind.
Black Wind Stronghold was immediately thrown into chaos.
The bandits were caught off guard and fled in all directions.
Li Kui led his feigned attacking force into the village.
Wielding a large sword, he slashed left and right as if he were in an empty field.
The black bear was directing the battle when he suddenly saw a group of barbarian soldiers attacking from behind, and he was terrified.
Before he could react, he was slashed to the ground by a barbarian soldier.
"The chieftain is dead! The chieftain is dead!"
When the bandits saw that their leader was dead, they immediately lost their will to fight and knelt down to beg for mercy.
Li Kui looked at the prisoners scattered on the ground and laughed loudly:
"You all better behave yourselves! If you don't want to die, you'd better listen to me!"
In this battle, the Big Swordsmen won a great victory.
They seized a large amount of weapons, equipment, and provisions, and also captured hundreds of bandits.
Li Kui triumphantly returned to Shannan Prefecture with his spoils and prisoners, and reported back to Lu Yan.
Lu Yan looked at the prisoners, his brows furrowing slightly:
"So many prisoners, what do you plan to do with them?"
Li Kui chuckled:
"Sir, I have an idea..."
The next day, a notice was posted on the bulletin board of Shannan Prefecture.
It says on it:
The bandits of Black Wind Stronghold have been wiped out. We are now recruiting laborers to build the city wall. Excellent benefits are offered. Those interested should apply as soon as possible.
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