Chapter 273: Effective Troop Training [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
The bandits: "..."
They initially thought Shen Tang was joking, but upon seeing the headless, still-bleeding, warm corpse, even the most stubborn dared not utter a sound. They only had one life, and none of them dared to gamble on that slim chance.
A foul odor quietly spread.
Everyone looked in the direction from which the smell was coming.
But then they saw the bandit who had been sprayed with hot blood suddenly urinate profusely from his crotch, soaking the bedding. He wasn't the only one who lost his composure; two other bandits who had already gotten up were so startled that they relaxed and unleashed their pent-up semen.
The handsome young man lazily glanced away.
He coldly uttered, "Five breaths left."
These four words seemed to unleash a sudden burst of terror on the bandits, their faces contorted with fear as if a gaping, bloodthirsty demon were chasing them. They frantically shook their companions' shoulders, arms, and legs, resorting to slapping them if necessary.
Shen Tang: "Four breaths."
"Three breaths."
As she resolutely counted down, the bandits were so terrified that they completely forgot how to think or what thinking even meant. They dragged and pulled her to wake her up—their minds were filled with only one thought: as long as there was one person still lying in the house, they would die!
The countdown to Yama, the King of Hell, continues.
"Two breaths!"
With the countdown now complete, there's still one bandit stubbornly clinging to the ground—he refuses to believe Shen Tang would actually kill everyone! If Shen Tang ever fails to "keep his word," this man's authority can be forcefully challenged!
Shen Tang really dared to kill a whole room full of bandits?
If he dared to do that, the other bandits who had already been subdued would also mutiny and cause chaos! Completely ignoring his companions who were dragging him, looking on the verge of tears, he was only delaying for a moment. Shen Tang counted down to "one breath," his right hand gripping the hilt of his sword.
Just then—
Something unexpected happened!
A loud thud was heard.
Everyone looked over.
The bandit who refused to get up opened his eyes wide in terror. Most of his face was dented from being hit by a heavy object, and blood was flowing from his crooked and twisted mouth, nostrils, and ears. A large pool of grayish-white substance mixed with blood was also flowing out from inside his skull.
Beside the lifeless bandit, the one frantically trying to pull him up held a large, blood-stained stone in his hands. He gasped for breath, his chest heaving, and raised his bloodshot eyes, scanning the group of bandits.
Finally, it landed on Shen Tang at the doorway.
Shen Tang only said, "If anyone is still not up after ten breaths, kill everyone," which did not include the dead. In the final moment, driven by his survival instinct, he killed this scourge that was going to kill everyone. Those who were still alive met the requirements.
Everyone was looking at him.
He came to his senses, but his hands lost their strength.
The heavy stone struck the corpse squarely in the chest.
Hearing the dull thud, the bandits trembled, and even the atmosphere team, who had been planted as minor leaders, felt their eyelids quiver.
this--
What a ruthless person!
Shen Tang gave him a cold glance.
Put away that weapon that had slain so many bandits.
He turned around and said calmly, "Go out and line up."
She also had to go to several other places to wake people up.
They watched with a hint of regret as the bandits fled in disarray, practically clinging to the wall, a sight that sent chills down their spines.
pity?
What a pity?
It's a pity there's no excuse to kill them all?
These bandits were ruthless characters who made a living by risking their lives. Murder, arson, robbery, and human trafficking were all basic operations for them. Who didn't have one or two lives on their hands? They thought they were ruthless enough, but when they encountered ruthless people who killed dozens of people without blinking an eye and without saying a word, they were nothing compared to them.
A quarter of an hour later, in the two bandit camps, hundreds of bandits stood in neat rows, shivering in the cold morning wind, their faces ashen. Shen Tang, however, seemed not to notice, only asking, "How many died?"
The atmosphere group members stepped forward one by one to answer.
Shen Tang divided them into five groups of five.
Each group was responsible for guarding more than a hundred bandits.
Last night, some tried to escape, and others secretly instigated a mutiny and a counter-attack, but they were all subdued. According to orders, these people must die. If they don't die, the entire atmosphere-building team will die.
Better to die than to die, my fellow Daoist.
So these guys were used as scapegoats, their heads cut off and hung on the door, facing all directions of the room, to watch the other bandits sleep. Whether they could sleep with several hanging heads staring at them? Heh, that was none of their concern.
Anyway, they slept soundly.
In one night and one morning, only about twenty people were killed.
Shen Tang nodded in satisfaction.
She smiled as she looked at the remaining trembling bandits, her expression unusually gentle: "Train hard and work hard. Whoever does well will be rewarded. Whoever doesn't do well, I'll send them to meet the King of Hell for free! I will never go back on my word!"
The bandits secretly thought to themselves, "This is a bitter pill to swallow."
At this moment, one of the atmosphere-building group members lashed out with a whip, glaring angrily: "Is the boss giving a speech? Are you all mute?"
"I heard it!"
"I'll listen to everything, I'll listen to the boss!"
"We'll all obey the boss!"
Soon, some timid bandits were the first to agree.
The sounds gradually increased from sparse to more frequent.
Deep down, however, he knew he was in dire straits.
Running away will kill you, resisting will kill you, disobeying will kill you...
Only those who obey will not die!
Shen Tang entrusted the task of training the bandits to the atmosphere group. This group, number twenty-five, was highly regarded by Gong Shuwu and considered "excellent students." She reassured them, "I'll give you seven days to get them up to par and see if they can do it."
The atmosphere team unanimously agreed: "Yes!"
They were all trained by Gong Shuwu through violent means. No matter how difficult the order, they had to say they could do it, even if it meant risking their lives. Those who said "no" should probably be buried a second time.
Shen Tang nodded upon hearing this.
Day 1 -
Some people tried to escape, and more than ten were pinned down and killed.
the next day--
Some people couldn't take it anymore and started causing trouble. They were all killed, their bodies dragged out to be fed to the dogs, and more than thirty people were killed in the process.
Day 3
The moment the whistle blows, even the most soundly asleep will wake up—heh, if they don't get up, they'll either be killed by Chen Tang and the Atmosphere Group, or have their brains smashed by a rock from their comrades—the formation is fairly neat, chopping, stabbing, hacking, picking, poking, thrusting... a thousand times each, running with heavy loads, crossing obstacles, going up mountains and down rivers... as long as they're not exhausted to the point of collapse, they have to get up.
Day 4
As usual.
Day 5
As usual.
Day Six —
As usual.
If you can't train yourself to death, then train like you're going to die.
Nobody gets to slack off for even a second!
Anyone who dares to slack off under her nose, she'll send that bandit to the King of Hell to slack off to his heart's content!
Their daily meals consisted of flatbread and flatbread soup, and the bandit stronghold itself had stockpiled a considerable amount of food, ensuring a plentiful supply. The further they progressed, the less the bandits considered deserting. Their minds were consumed with nothing but training, obeying orders, eating, sleeping, and surviving.
Shen Tang continued to use the Bluebird to contact others and find out the situation—thanks to the Allied Army for lending them food and supplies, and because Shen Tang had been frugal on the way to Heyin, the food supply for the elderly, weak, women and children hiding in the valley was still sufficient.
Chu Yao's bluebird was elegant and agile.
The letter contained only a mere twenty-odd characters.
Inquire about Shen Tang's recent situation and the progress of the bandits' training.
This was Wulang's first time training troops independently, and Chu Yao was somewhat worried. He was also afraid that she would be bothered and overwhelmed by the trivial details and wouldn't be able to handle it. After all, they were ruthless bandits who killed without blinking an eye and committed numerous atrocities; getting them to obey orders wouldn't be easy.
Who is Shen Tang?
The response was over a thousand words long.
These bandits have been completely transformed in just a few days!
If Chu Yao hadn't been prepared, he would most likely have been hit on the head by that increasingly fat bluebird. Gu Chi and Gong Shuwu returned together and happened to witness this scene. They couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Chen Lang's bluebird, pfft, it's truly 'well-deserved'..."
Chu Yao sensed the sarcasm in his words.
He didn't reply, but simply asked, "How's the inspection going?"
Shen Tang originally intended to have Gu Chi follow her, but then she thought that the safety of the elderly, women and children was more important.
If they were discovered by other bandits near He Yin or by local powerful figures in He Yin, they would likely face certain death.
Gu Chi could hear people's thoughts and had a wide range of eavesdropping abilities. Staying behind would make him a walking "human alarm," alerting the enemy to their whereabouts. He also had a tuberculous appearance, drinking medicine whenever possible and taking pills when he couldn't brew it.
After careful consideration, staying is still the best option.
Gu Chi replied, "Everything is normal, except that some of the refugees we took in along the way have some ulterior motives, so we need to be careful."
Shen Tang picked up items as she walked.
Not everyone in this world has a conscience.
Some people remember kindness, while others only remember grudges.
Even if there is a fixed amount of food distributed each day, it will still cause dissatisfaction—for example, there is so much food left but they are not allowed to eat their fill; even if they are fatter and have a bigger appetite than another person, and are younger and stronger than the old woman next door who is about to die, they are given the same amount of food, which is unfair and unreasonable... Therefore, some scheming thoughts arise, tsk tsk.
Chu Yao said, "Just send someone to keep an eye on it."
If you don't know what's good for you, something unexpected might happen.
Gu Chi nodded: "What did the lord say in his reply?"
Upon hearing Gu Chi's question, Chu Yao replied with some surprise and delight, "My lord's training of troops is effective; progress has been made in just a few days."
Upon hearing the news, Gu Chi leaned over and craned his neck, ignoring all the other nonsense and only looking at the key points that Chu Yao had highlighted in red, and was slightly surprised.
"really?"
Such results in just six days?
At this moment, the bluebird that prays for goodness also arrives.
Comparing the training progress, Shen Tang was significantly ahead—Zhao Feng and Qi Shan's training methods were the most traditional, and even though their methods against bandits were more intense and radical than before, their overall style was still very orthodox and conservative.
The current progress is actually not slow.
So, here's the question.
How did my own Goro/Shinro manage to do that?
Could she really be a genius at training troops?
This is probably the only explanation.
Chu Yao and his companion did not dwell on this for too long.
Contact Kang Shi and Yang Duwei to ask them how the "entrapment" operation was going. There were many bandit dens near Heyin, some of which were supported by local powerful families. These bandit dens were well-equipped, well-trained, and located in more secluded places. They were like "a cunning rabbit with three burrows," slippery as eels and extremely difficult to catch.
However, they are also very wealthy, extremely rich.
Catching them wouldn't be a loss! We'd actually make a profit!
Catch one and it'll be better than three.
Their task was to be with Kang Shi and his group.
Get a few more and develop them stealthily.
Once the appointment letter is issued, the official task of dealing with He Yinhaoqiang can begin.
With money and food in hand, other things can be put on the agenda.
Chu Yao watched the bluebird spread its wings and fly into the sky, and sighed inwardly, "The task is arduous and the road is long, but at least the first step has been taken."
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Tangmei: After all, I'm not some kind of devil (*▽*), right?
(End of this chapter)
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