Chapter 238
Cheng Hui didn't plan to talk too much to these soldiers. There was no point in talking too much.
For these low-level soldiers, everything you say to them is empty talk; only money is real.
The silver was scattered on the ground, dazzling the eyes.
The soldiers looked at the scattered silver and swallowed, but no one dared to step forward to take it.
The heads of a group of military officers, including Gao Handu Gou, were still hanging on poles not far away. Everyone knew how they died. For so many years, the Guangping Army, which had been managed relatively loosely, was hit in the face by the bloody word "military discipline" for the first time.
Cheng Hui was very satisfied. To be honest, having seen so many Chinese armies, he actually looked down upon the Guangping Army.
Of course, he also knew that it was unfair to hold these people to the standards of the Chinese military, as Chinese soldiers were the only ones on the entire Blue Star. But... knowing was one thing... what one felt in their heart was another.
Fortunately, these people, under Gao Han's command, were only lax in their discipline and hadn't forgotten what they were doing. If they had really rushed in and started a frantic grab, Cheng Hui would have been devastated.
"Very good." He glanced at the soldiers on the training ground and said calmly, "You performed well. I thought some idiots would try to rob you."
Everyone was startled, and the danger of General Cheng increased even more.
"I can give you money. I can also give you opportunities to get promoted and make money. But if I give you so much and you can't even do a small thing, what use do I have to you?" Cheng Hui said coldly.
"We are willing to die for the general!" Everyone, including the military officers, answered in unison.
"Whether you are willing to die for me is another matter. Since you acknowledge that I am your monarch, we are now in the same boat." Seeing that the pressure was almost enough, Cheng Hui adjusted his tone, intending to ease the atmosphere between the two sides.
He could pretend to be aloof and domineering for a while, but it was too tiring to keep doing that.
"Everyone should know that we will be leaving for war in two months, right?"
Everyone nodded, but war was not the same thing.
There is a world of difference between a team that has inspired its military spirit and a team that has not. The last time they went into battle to suppress bandits, they basically resolved the battle with great ease, so they were not too worried about fighting.
Cheng Hui looked at the confused eyes of these people and secretly cursed Guangping Hou for being unfair.
Didn't this old guy tell these people at all that they were going to a bloody battlefield?
The bloody battlefields were no secret to the people of this continent. Why were the relations between these countries relatively harmonious? It was because of the presence of the Extraterritorial Demons, a formidable enemy that required the combined might of all nations to resist.
Any troops that are drafted into the bloody battlefield must either bravely go to the battlefield or become deserters, and then implicate the entire family.
Deserters from the bloody battlefield are guilty of treason!
This was the agreement signed by all the countries when they jointly resisted the attack of extraterritorial demons. No one can violate it.
The reason why the old Marquis of Guangping pretended to be sick was because it was unavoidable, and he also let his legitimate son go into battle on his behalf, which was considered a barely exploited opportunity.
Going to the bloody battlefield was an unchangeable fact. Cheng Hui had no intention of hiding it from the old marquis and said it in one sentence. "You are about to go to the bloody battlefield."
"What!?"
With a buzzing sound, the training ground exploded, and the military officers including Zheng Kai were all stunned by Cheng Hui's sudden blow.
"how so?"
"No! How could it be a bloody battlefield?"
"If we go to the bloody battlefield, can we still survive?"
Cheng Hui waited for a while and frowned when he saw that everyone was still talking about different things, and many people were even crying.
He seemed to have underestimated the "reputation" of this bloody battlefield. These people didn't look like they were going to the battlefield, but rather more like they were going to die... although the final result was similar.
"Quiet!"
At his command, the entire training ground fell silent.
Many people looked at him anxiously, and even the one who was crying loudly held back his tears.
The corners of Cheng Hui's mouth twitched. Well, his reputation is quite powerful.
He frowned and looked coldly at the people in the training ground. "I'm not telling you this to hear your complaints or your collapse. You should all know the fate of deserters on the battlefield, so I don't need to repeat it. Of course, if anyone thinks they have supernatural powers, can escape the wanted list of various countries, and don't care about what will happen to their wives and children at home, then just ignore me."
"I'm telling you this because I don't want you to walk into the battlefield uninformed. I know, and you know, that among those present, only a handful will be able to return alive."
"But so what?" He looked around at everyone. "Giving up completely because the chances of survival are slim? Going off to the battlefield without a clear mind, only to lose your life without a clear mind? If that's what you really think, then you're completely hopeless."
"Military Commander..." It was Zheng Kai who spoke. The eight-foot-tall man's eyes were already red. He forced himself to speak, "How can we survive if we go on this bloody battlefield?"
"Of course!" Cheng Hui said decisively, "Don't forget, although the bloody battlefield is cruel, don't so many people come back alive every year?"
“But those people are…”
"That's right." Cheng Hui interrupted Zheng Kai. "I know what you want to say. You want to say that those people are the most elite soldiers and have inspired the most powerful military spirit. Then what?"
"You want to say they're great and we're terrible, so we can't survive?"
Zheng Kai nodded blankly. This was indeed what he meant, but from what Commander Cheng said... wasn't it?
Cheng Hui smiled and said to everyone, "Look, isn't there a ready-made example right in front of us?"
Wei Yuanzhou's mind raced, but the answer he came up with left him somewhat uncertain: "The commander-in-chief wants us to become elite troops like that?"
"That's right!" Cheng Hui gave him an approving look: Good cooperation.
Wei Yuanzhou suddenly felt flattered.
"But...how can we compare with them..." Perhaps seeing that Zheng Kai and Wei Yuanzhou were not scolded by Cheng Hui for speaking, some soldiers underground spoke up.
His words drew a chorus of approval.
"Yeah, how can we compare to them?"
"Our Guangping Army is only considered second-rate in Fengyu Country. How can we compare with the elite troops of those big countries?"
Cheng Hui immediately raised his voice, "Why can't we compare? We all have two shoulders supporting one head, so what makes you any less capable than others?"
"How can they be the same..." someone muttered.
"How is it different?" Cheng Hui asked back, "No one is born an elite. A general's high level of cultivation may be related to their individual diligence and talent. But soldiers don't care about talent. A truly powerful military spirit requires the cooperation of generals and soldiers. Does that mean you will be worse than others just by training hard? There are still two months left. As long as you train hard and improve your strength, won't it be easier to survive on the battlefield?"
Cheng Hui's words didn't move everyone, but they did give them a bowl of chicken soup, making them less desperate.
Of course, the most important reason is that the matter has become a foregone conclusion. The Guangping Army, from top to bottom, from military officers to soldiers, is well aware that there is no way to change it.
Desertion is impossible, not in this lifetime.
They are all a group of ordinary people with no background. Who dares to say that they can escape the hunt by those powerful countries?
No, no, let alone being hunted down, the local wanted order in Fengyu Country is enough to make them despair.
Moreover, Cheng Hui said it well, it is indeed easier to save your life when you are stronger. So, in order to increase your chances of survival, these people have made up their minds to get along with the military leader in the shortest possible time and strive to inspire a new military spirit.
If anyone dares to make trouble, Cheng Hui doesn't need to do anything, someone will naturally teach them a lesson.
In this way, the Guangping Army began its vigorous training.
Every day, from morning to night, everyone wants to squeeze out every drop of their physical strength. As long as they don’t die from training, they will train to death.
There are two things needed to inspire the military spirit. The first is the strength of the commander. In this regard, Cheng Hui had no problem easily killing Gao Han.
The second is coordination, coordination between soldiers, and coordination between soldiers and their commander.
This kind of cooperation needs to be cultivated slowly, but what they lack is time.
In just two months, Cheng Hui was not sure whether he could inspire the military spirit, so he could only rack his brains to think of ways to make people more tacit.
After much thought... he decided to just stand at attention and march in formation..._(:з」∠)_
During the military training in college, a group of lazy college students could be trained to obey orders in just one month, so using it to train these soldiers... should be possible too.
In this way, Cheng Hui began his training (biao), but he never expected that the first step that stumped him was that these people could not distinguish between left and right.
Cheng Hui: …???
Well, not everyone can’t tell left from right, but if there are a few, they will stand out in the queue.
Cheng Hui felt that he did not have obsessive-compulsive disorder, but when he looked at the neatly arranged team, he suddenly saw a few people bumping into each other when turning a corner. That kind of bad feeling... he really wanted to straighten out those people!
So he adopted a method that is very practical in many time-travel and hegemony novels - let those who cannot distinguish between left and right take off their left shoes.
After practicing like this for a day, you will know clearly which side is left and which side is right.
After being able to distinguish left from right, they began training in formation.
Most military officers, including Zheng Kai, did not understand the point of such training.
Cheng Hui had no way of telling them that this was a very useful method of training discipline that had been verified by the ancestors of the Chinese country. He could only say with a straight face that this was a method of training soldiers that he had learned from a reclusive senior.
Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, no one had any doubts anymore, and everyone practiced very hard.
Occasionally, someone would be puzzled, and someone would help explain, saying that this was a powerful method of training soldiers, and that you didn’t understand it because you weren’t capable enough.
Cheng Hui: ...emmmm, alright, as long as you guys are happy... →_→
The days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
On this day, the old marquis suddenly summoned Cheng Hui back, saying that he had something to tell him.
Cheng Hui originally thought that this old guy had no intention of meeting him before the Guangping Army set out, and he didn't know why he did that this time?
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