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Chapter 96 Eagle Strike Sergeant

"Commander, our army has won a new victory and its morale is high. We should take advantage of this moment to swallow up Xichu in one fell swoop. How can we cower at this juncture and give the people of Xichu a chance to breathe in vain?"

Hua Xiong's face was solemn and his tone was excited.

With his violent and bellicose personality, it was basically impossible for him to accompany Li Siye and the others to sleep in the northern grasslands.

"Zijian, the most taboo thing about conquering a country and destroying it is to go deep alone."

Li Siye, dressed in military uniform, spoke in a deep voice.

It's not that he doesn't want to swallow Xichu in one gulp, it's just that he has more than enough intentions but lacks the strength.

After all, Xi Chu is a big country in Dongling, and it is known to the outside world that it has more than a million people who can control strings. It is extremely unrealistic for Li Siye to swallow up such a big country in one fell swoop.

"Commander, is it possible that we are giving the Xichu people a chance to breathe in vain?"

Hua Xiong, whose face was sallow, sounded extremely unwilling.

"First digest the northern grassland, in Tuxichu!"

Li Siye's face was majestic and his tone was solemn.

He is also a steady and steady commander who will not easily send troops into danger.

Besides, there are countless cattle, sheep and horses in the northern grassland, and he still needs time to transfer these livestock to Youzhou.

"Commander, I can't miss this opportunity!"

Hua Xiong, who was dressed in military uniform, started to argue urgently.

'"This is a military order!"

Li Siye's tone was decisive, and his expression was extremely majestic.

"promise!"

After Hua Xiong reluctantly agreed, he turned around and left the commander's tent south without even saying hello.

"Uncle, General Hua's place...!"

Looking at Hua Xiong's leaving figure, Li Guangruo asked worriedly.

"Although Zijian is reckless, he does not openly disobey military orders!"

Li Siye's face returned to calmness and his tone softened slightly.

"That's good!"

Hearing the sound, Li Guangruo breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

…………

After three days.

More than 100,000 cattle, sheep and horses were driven by Li Guangruo from the northern grasslands to Youzhou and Hexi.

"Master Zhao, this is the animal that my uncle ordered me to send over!"

The young and heroic Li Guangruo spoke in a deep voice to Zhao Guo, who was wearing sackcloth.

Three days ago, Li Siye ordered that the livestock on the northern grasslands be moved to Youzhou and Hexi for use by Zhao Guo's Great Qin Reclamation Corps.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Looking at the vast herds of livestock in front of him, Zhao Guo couldn't help but say hello several times.

In the past half month, he had been looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally the livestock that Li Siye promised to give him came.

"Master Zhao, this is just the first batch, there will be many more in the future!"

After seeing the excited expression on Zhao Guo's face, Li Guangruo couldn't help but smile.

After their army marched south and occupied the northern grasslands, the most indispensable thing they lacked was cattle, sheep and horses.

According to his estimate, there are at least more than 300,000 good horses (horses that can be used as war horses) on the entire northern grassland, and there are even more uncountable horses. There are hundreds of thousands of cattle that can plow the land. As for sheep,

This kind of livestock is even more difficult to count, there are too many.

It can be said that the northern grassland is a natural big blood pump, which can continuously transfuse blood to Daqin.

"If that's the case, I can reclaim hundreds of thousands of acres of wasteland within a month!"

Zhao Guo suppressed his inner excitement and spoke in a deep voice.

In the age of cold weapons, in terms of the ability to reclaim wasteland, humans could not match the ability of plowing oxen and horses.

"Master Zhao, what about the rations for our Dragon Wing Legion from now on...?"

Li Guangruo spoke slowly, his heroic face full of cunning.

"Hahaha!"

"You little guy, you are so big as a brat!"

After Zhao Guo heard what Li Guangruo said, he was stunned for a moment and then laughed out loud.

This little fox actually made his mind up on the wasteland he reclaimed early.

"Don't worry, from now on the food produced by my land reclamation army will be given priority to your Dragon Wing Army!"

Zhao Guo stopped his smile and spoke in a serious tone.

Since Li Siye helped him, he wouldn't mind reciprocating the favor.

"hey-hey!"

After hearing Zhao Guo's laughter and scolding, Li Guangruo touched his head in embarrassment.

…………

It's noon, and the scorching sun is high in the sky!

Forty-six thousand burly men in leather armor were all kneeling in a half-crouched position, looking at the wooden manposts in the distance.

Drops of sweat, like rice grains, kept sliding down their bodies.

They are the sergeants of the Great Qin Eagle Strike Corps, that is, the sergeants of Great Qin's new second-line army.

A Changle captain with a cold face, all holding long whips, walked slowly around them.

"If you can't hold on, you can quit!"

On the high platform, the expressionless Cheng Bushi spoke in a deep voice.

He is an extremely rigorously trained general. He has already made these newly enlisted Eagle Strikers squat in the scorching sun for more than two hours.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

His words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Hundreds of Eagle Strike sergeants suddenly fell to the ground exhausted.

"Towed away and ordered to return to his place of origin!"

Looking at the fallen Sergeant Eagle Strike, Cheng Bushi frowned and spoke.

"promise!"

One hundred Changle captains immediately agreed, and then dragged the unconscious Eagle Strike sergeants one by one to a shady place.

When the training first started, there were more than 70,000 people in the Eagle Strike Corps, but now, there are only more than 40,000 people.

The rest were ruthlessly eliminated by this cruel training.

"Everyone takes a rest and then uses the Eagle Strike Crossbow for training!"

After another half an hour, Cheng Bushi solemnly ordered the Eagle Strike sergeants to rest.

As for the eagle strike crossbow he mentioned, it was actually an imitation of the Han Dynasty rhubarb crossbow.

"promise!"

After hearing Cheng Bushi's order, the more than 40,000 Eagle Strike sergeants immediately collapsed to the ground.

They didn't even want to say anything at the moment, they just wanted to lie motionless on the ground.

Cheng Bushi's military training method consumed too much of their physical strength.

"Everyone holds crossbows and is ready to shoot!"

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and the expressionless Cheng Bu Shi ordered in a deep voice.

Following his order, Yingcheng Juntu, who had just collapsed on the ground, immediately got up quickly.

After a cup of tea, more than 40,000 Eagle Strike sergeants, all holding Eagle Strike crossbows, aimed at the wooden dummy in the distance of the school ground in a half-kneeling posture.

"put!"

After Cheng Bushi glanced at Sergeant Eagle Strike, he sternly ordered.

After hearing the order, the Eagle Strike sergeants pulled the hanging knife of the Eagle Strike Crossbow in their hands. (Trigger)

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The scream of crossbow arrows sounded, and the rain of arrows like locusts instantly drowned the wooden man stake located three hundred steps away.

Under such a dense round of arrows, the hundreds of wooden dummies turned into sieves.

"continue!"
Chapter completed!
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