Chapter 453

The recruits were taken to training by school captains such as Yuan Hong.

Although Han Shizhong is the head coach, he is not needed for some basic training.

They went back to the main account.

Han Shizhong scratched his head and said, "why? Why all this?"

"What? Why?"

Zheng Feiyue drank water to moisten his throat and asked with a smile.

"Why are there so many recruits? Why do they believe your nonsense? Why do a group of civilians who can't even use a knife always want to fight and kill?"

Han Shizhong has too many reasons.

Zheng Feiyue smiled.

It was difficult for him to explain the concept of proletariat to a person of the Song Dynasty.

The great ancestor who amazed an era spent his whole life proving a truth to the world:

Come from the people and go to the people.

The next half month.

The eighteen route conscription team sent by Zheng Feiyue came back one after another.

Almost every way brought back a large number of recruits.

At least half a battalion, at most one and a half.

Every time the recruits came back, Zheng Feiyue would make an impassioned speech.

Then the recruits threw away their sticks and hoes and rushed frantically to the training ground.

After the 18th route gathered, the number of recruits reached a staggering 18000. Coupled with Zheng Feiyue's original team, he already had 20000 troops.

Compared with Xu Fu's 30000 troops, there is no less than 10000.

Of course, the two sides are not at the same level in combat effectiveness.

The 18000 recruits under Zheng Feiyue have only undergone the simplest training of fierce operation and chopping. It's quite like forming an array to gather people. They can't go to the battlefield.

On this day, at the strong request of Liu patient and other ministries, Zheng Feiyue claimed to be marshal.

Then he appointed nineteen generals at one go.

The previous 18th Route Army plus Li Hu of the pioneer camp, there were exactly 19.

In addition, a war supervision camp was established. Liu Bing has served as the battalion commander and enjoys the treatment of a general.

On the day the establishment was completed, more than 20 senior officers gathered together and got drunk.

When the banquet ended, it was going to dawn.

Zheng Feiyue sat by the campfire, his face flushed by the fire.

Han Shizhong came holding the wine jar, sat down beside him and said, "are you homesick?"

"How do you know?"

Han Shizhong smiled: "in the dead of night, after the carnival, it's the most homesick time. I used to be like this, just thinking and getting used to it."

"How to get used to it?"

Zheng Feiyue asked.

Han Shizhong lay on the ground, looked at the dark sky without even a star, and murmured, "thinking, hundreds of years have passed, where are there living people for you to think?"

Zheng Feiyue was silent for a long time and said firmly, "I will go back. Anyway, I won't let such a tragedy happen to me."

Han Shizhong turned over and said, "I hope so. Not to mention this, now you are also the marshal. In terms of the number of soldiers, you are no less than Xu Fu. What's your next plan?"

"Find Xu Fu and have a decent decisive battle."

Zheng Feiyue smiled.

Han Shizhong rolled out a white eye and said, "just you recruits, let alone Xu Fu's army, Lv Bu's flying Riding Camp can destroy you!"

"Just kidding."

Zheng Feiyue smiled, but then his tone changed: "twenty thousand recruits can't do them, but what if it's three hundred thousand? Did one person drown them with one mouthful of saliva?"

Han Shizhong sneered: "you can get 20000 troops, which has been the accumulated virtue of your ancestors for several generations. You still want 300000 troops. Dream!"

"Do you want to make a bet?"

Zheng Feiyue smiled.

Han Shizhong was stunned. He suddenly sat up and said in a hurry, "boy, don't tell me you're serious? I can't help going crazy!"

"From another point of view, I get these 20000 recruits. Eating and drinking every day is astronomical, and I can't fight. What do I want?"

Han Shizhong said blankly, "yes, what do you want?"

"Guess?"

Han Shizhong roared wildly, raised his big fist in the casserole and said sternly, "I warn you not to betray the key. I hate the people who betray the key most in my life!"

Zheng Feiyue smiled and said, "today I'll teach you a new word, copy! It means..."

After a crackling explanation.

Han Shizhong glared and said, "you just said, scatter the 18 generals and do what you did before again?"

"As long as they strictly follow my method, they can pull out another 20000 troops every way. Does that add up to 300000 troops?"

Zheng Feiyue smiled.

Han Shizhong subconsciously left Zheng Feiyue far away, shook his head and said, "wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm a little dizzy. How can there be such a truth? If you scatter 20000 troops, you can bring back 300000?"

"Yes, it's called copying," Zheng Feiyue said.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Han Shizhong coughed violently and looked at Zheng Feiyue like a devil.

"Before, I always thought Xu Fu was the most cunning man in the wilderness. Now I've changed my mind. In terms of cunning, ten Xu Fu can't compare with you."

Zheng Feiyue said, "if this is a compliment, I thank you here."

"How can you hear that this is a compliment?" Han Shizhong jumped up and shouted in the dark. "You really intend to drown Xu Fu with the saliva of 300000 troops!"

Zheng Feiyue shrugged.

Drowning people with saliva is just a joke. His real purpose is to gain the power of faith.

At present, he is level 12. At this time, the number of faith power required for upgrading has been relatively large.

The ability of a person or even a team is limited.

There are two ways to improve his strength quickly.

In the first way, he took the 20000 people to fight everywhere, defeated Xu Fu's 30000 army and killed Xu Fu. It is estimated that he will gain a lot of faith.

But this is unrealistic.

The second way is to spread the 20000 people as fire.

Let them influence more people.

If the quality is not good, let's make up the quantity.

At that time, Zheng Feiyue has a 300000 army. He doesn't have to do anything, and his level can jump up.

Why not?

"Zheng Feiyue, as we get to know each other, I can't understand your idea more and more. I don't care how you toss and toss. Bye!"

Han Shizhong was tortured by a headache and went back to bed with a wine jar.

Leave Zheng Feiyue alone.

The bonfire was burning, shining a face missing his hometown.

As the first person to rise involuntarily in history, Zheng Feiyue never wanted to stay in the upper world for a long time.

Whether it is the grudge between Lv Bu and Xu Fu, or the wilderness that has plagued the soaring number of people for thousands of years, it has nothing to do with him.

Zheng Feiyue doesn't care about this.

His purpose has always been one:

Enhance your strength, go back to the lower boundary to cross the robbery and reunite with your family.