People in the Tang Dynasty, Jian'an style

The heavy iron backpack weighing forty kilograms was like a huge mountain, pressing heavily on Li Wenbin.

The footsteps stepped on the slightly damp ground, leaving a shallow footprint.

He breathed heavily, struggled to untie the hemp rope tied around his shoulders, placed his backpacks on the ground and put them in order, watched the seven hundred people carrying heavy logs pass by him one by one, and then urged them to put down the logs and line up.

Looking at this group of men who were panting and sweating from running, he gave the order to bring up the food that had been prepared long ago.

Although the types of food remained the same, each person had a much larger portion. Even if the food was not very filling, it was enough to fill the stomachs of these big eaters.

Even though there were a few gossipy people who wanted to complain, when they saw that Li Wenbin was eating the same thing as them, they swallowed their complaints back into their stomachs.

The young man wanted to say something, but just as he was about to speak, he was slapped on the head by the old soldier next to him.

Even a prince can eat such food, what else do you have to complain about?

And those who dare to show up are still hanging on the flagpole.

What's the matter? You want to go up and keep him company?

To be honest, such rough meals are indeed a test for Li Wenbin.

However, he was so exhausted that he didn't care about so many things and ate the food in his bowl in big mouthfuls.

It was called a meal, but in fact it was just a few coarse flatbreads and a piece of pickled cabbage that you had to bite into the mouth.

There is no oil or water, but there is plenty of salt, which is just right for these men.

The food was too rough and a bit scratchy in the throat, which reminded Li Wenbin of the appearance of butter, which was mainly used to spread it on black bread mixed with sawdust to make it less painful to swallow.

After finally finishing his meal, Li Wenbin was taking a rest when he saw Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda standing aside. He didn't know when they came over.

Li Wenbin stood up quickly, but his face remained expressionless: "Greetings to the great general and the supreme general. I wonder what you two generals have to say about this?"

Cheng Yaojin glanced at him and said, "You are the King of Qi, and you only eat this? If you don't know, you would think that my army is running out of food!"

Li Wenbin smiled and said, "Only if you share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers can they treat you as one of their own."

Cheng Yaojin was dismissive of this remark: "Even if that's the case, so what? Some killers are just cheap bones, you have to treat them harshly!"

People like Cheng Yaojin are typical of the old military mentality.

He only values ​​personal bravery, but lacks leadership ability.

However, Li Wenbin did not argue with Cheng Yaojin, but just smiled and said: "Even so, even if their original combat power is only 100, if they can increase it to 101, doesn't it also increase their chances of winning?"

Cheng Yaojin was able to understand such a simple calculation problem. He felt that what Li Wenbin said made some sense.

Li Wenbin suppressed his smile and said, "General, do you have anything else to say? If not, I will continue to train these people."

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something and asked, "Is Zhao Fu really the captain appointed by the general himself?"

"Well, I made him a captain because I saw that he fought bravely." Cheng Yaojin answered casually, but he also knew the rules. "But now that Zhao Fu is under the command of Prince Qi, he can handle anything on his own without asking others."

Li Wenbin nodded: "In that case, then I understand."

Niu Jinda suddenly became curious about how he would deal with Zhao Fu - would he just beat him to death with a whip?

He asked tentatively: "This general asks you, how do you plan to deal with Zhao Fu?"

Li Wenbin glanced at him and Cheng Yaojin, and did not answer directly. Instead, he put on an unfathomable smile and said, "I will teach him a lesson he will never forget. The two generals will know when the time comes."

Another betrayal.

Simply unworthy of a man!

At this time, these people had finished eating and resting, and were gathering in groups of three or four to chat.

"Assemble! Line up!"

Li Wenbin came in front of them and shouted loudly.

Then, it took these more than 400 people a whole meal to line up.

Although Li Wenbin still had a smile on his face, he was complaining in his heart - if there was no other way, I really didn't want to bother with these idiots.

Although it was the first training session, it took nearly half an hour to line up successfully. Isn’t this too slow?

However, Li Wenbin did not say anything, but announced loudly that Zhao Fu had committed treason and disobeyed military orders, and was punished with three days of solitary confinement.

Confinement?

What does it mean?

Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda had a lot of questions, but Li Wenbin did not satisfy their curiosity. He just had Zhao Fu released and then took him into a low earthen house.

This mud house is the confinement room, and he had it built overnight. It meets the requirements very well.

Zhao Fu originally thought that he was doomed this time, and at the very least he would be whipped and beaten half to death.

I never dreamed that I would only be locked up for three days?

Is this punishment?

This is clearly a reward, right?

I can sleep in this room for three days, isn't that wonderful?

Zhao Fu was extremely happy. He did not get beaten—no other punishment, just imprisonment for three days.

After being let down, he ran into the solitary confinement room as if he was afraid that Li Wenbin would go back on his word.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help asking, "Is this confinement really a punishment? Why does this general feel that you are rewarding him on purpose?"

Chapter 114: The bite is golden

Li Wenbin looked at him and laughed: "General, you don't know this. The confinement room is easy to say, but if someone can walk out of it by himself after staying there for more than three days, he is a man of steel!"

The solitary confinement cell was built entirely according to Li Wenbin's design - two meters long, three meters wide, and no more than ten meters high.

There was only a bed, a table, a pot, a cup, a clean bucket, and a candle that was no more than three inches high in the confinement room. There was a half-foot-long and wide air vent on the wall. Sitting on the bed, one could only hear one's own breathing. A ray of light shone into the dungeon through the air vent, and dust flew above it - this was also the only moving thing in the confinement room.

According to Li Wenbin's instructions, there would be no sound for three days except for delivering meals through a small opening under the door and changing water buckets.

This Zhao Fu is indeed a ruthless man. He may not be afraid of physical torture, but the mental torture will make him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Being locked up in such a dungeon, one day is pleasant, two days is deadly, three days is devastating, and four days is worse than death.

Li Wenbin was looking forward to seeing what Zhao Fu would look like when he saw him three days later.

Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda did not leave immediately, but continued to watch how he would train these hundreds of people.

I have to say, they were eye-opening.

A muddy pond as big as two basketball courts appeared in front of the 700 soldiers from Prince Qi's palace. Li Wenbin asked them to crawl over it!

He even added a lot of sewage to increase the authenticity.

These seven hundred people were stunned - they couldn't imagine that the new King of Qi would be so reckless.

Seeing that no one dared to jump, Li Wenbin gritted his teeth and jumped into the muddy pond, shouting at Xue Wanche: "Old Xue, if anyone dares not to jump later, you will kick him down with one kick, no need to save face for me!"

……

Niu Jinda had to admit that despite his ruthlessness in the army, he was shocked when he saw hundreds of men shouting and jumping into the muddy pond.

In his opinion, drills should not be like this - hundreds or thousands of people should be lined up in neat formations, and then at the command of the officers, they should attack in unison.

No matter what, it shouldn't be like this.

After going back and forth three times in the muddy pond, they turned into an unconventional "group fight" inside.

Just like a snowball fight in the north, everyone is your enemy and the only one you can rely on is yourself.

However, as expected, Li Wenbin became everyone's target.

Although he had knocked down dozens of people with the skills he had honed over the past two and a half years, he became the target of hundreds of people and was eventually knocked down again and again in the mud, until his entire body was covered in mud.

This unique "group fight" game lasted for more than half an hour, until everyone's physical strength was exhausted.

Then, the smelly Li Wenbin brought five hundred people, who also smelled smelly, to the small river behind the parade ground to take a bath together.

When Li Wenbin took off his pants, as expected, he received admiration from everyone.

This is a man's war!

No one wants to admit defeat!

But today, Li Wenbin has won everyone's respect!

After taking a shower, the soldiers were surprised to find that lunch was waiting for them.

According to convention, people in the Tang Dynasty only ate two meals a day, which saved a lot of food.

But Li Wenbin spent a lot of money to train an irresistible elite army.

One of them is to switch to three meals a day.

Because Li Wenbin knew that if he didn't do this, he would not be able to bear the high-intensity training.

Moreover, this can greatly enhance the soldiers' sense of belonging.

After all, in this era, many people join the army and fight in order to fill their stomachs.

Li Wenbin even saw many people crying while eating lunch - before they joined the army, they had never had a full meal, let alone three meals a day.

In the afternoon, tactics and individual combat training were conducted.

Li Wenbin's main task was to practice the proficiency of cooperation among these people after they were divided into combat teams.

By the way, you also need to develop the ability to command on the spot as a squad leader or platoon leader.

We were busy until the sun went down, and the day's training finally ended.

The soldiers who used to like to gather in the military camp, wander around and cause trouble no longer had the energy to do so this time.

After they finished their sumptuous dinner, they almost dragged themselves up to bed.

Within three minutes, the barracks was filled with snoring.

This day's training had exhausted them, and they urgently needed sleep to restore their severely depleted strength and energy - because according to the newly appointed captain, today's training was just the appetizer, and the days to come would become more and more exciting!

Li Wenbin also dragged his tired body back to his room.

Although he is better than those soldiers, his improvement is limited.

He was so exhausted that what he wanted to do most was to take a bath and have a good sleep.

In the next few days, the training of the soldiers continued as usual, and Li Wenbin even gradually increased the intensity of the training.

He also knew that as the good guy, he had to give the resentful soldiers a channel to vent their anger, so the game of group brawl in the mud pond would be played out almost every day.

He used this method to let his soldiers vent their resentment towards him bit by bit, so that it would not accumulate too much.

After all, Li Wenbin was also afraid that he would be shot secretly on the battlefield.

Three days passed quickly, and the day when Zhao Fu would end his confinement was approaching.

……

"Hey, two generals, how come it's such a coincidence?"

As soon as he went out, Li Wenbin ran into Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda.

"What a coincidence! We two old men have been waiting for you for a long time." Cheng Yaojin's loud voice rang out.

"King Qi, we are waiting for you here just to see the power of the confinement room you mentioned."

So that’s how it is. These two old guys are quite curious.

As they were talking, several people arrived at the military camp.

Li Wenbin asked the military police to release Zhao Fu from the confinement room. The final result surprised Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda.

Zhao Fu, a ruthless man who had chopped down several people on the battlefield and had been severely slashed in the face, was now carried out like a puddle of mud, with dull eyes, dry lips, and a strange humming sound coming from his throat.

According to the soldiers who carried him out, as soon as Zhao Fu saw them, he hugged their thighs tightly and refused to let go no matter what.

Cheng Yaojin was stunned when he saw this scene - he could never have imagined that after being imprisoned for only three days, such a strong man could become like this?

Feeling extremely ashamed, he ignored it and just turned away.

However, he had already made up his mind to implement this confinement system among his own subordinates.

Chapter 115 Cement