Xing Tu's army was renamed the Nanchuan Army, and the 40,000 troops under its command were reorganized and organized into four corpses. Lin Chuan was still the commander of the First Corps.

Since it takes time to implement the military service system for the compulsory soldiers, the newly recruited recruits are training in the recruit camp outside Mucheng, although Lin Chuan is the commander of the corps, he has less than one flag regiment under his command.

Now the Nanchuan Army is only the Third Corps of Xia Ge, who is stationed in Sanggan River, is full and is also veterans of a hundred battles. The other three corps are in the same situation as Lin Chuan and lacks troops. However, the war has temporarily stopped, and the temporary lack of personnel will not have much impact.

The First Corps' garrison is located in an open area twenty miles north of Mucheng, surrounded by low hills, and to the north are mountains covered with forests.

Lin Chuan took a lot of effort to find such a suitable camping site. After all, the area north of Mucheng is full of mountainous areas, so it is really not easy to find a suitable camping site.

Lin Chuan had left Mucheng a few days ago and returned to the army. After all, this time the plan for the reorganization of the army was proposed by himself, and the plan he had formulated himself, and he was the person in charge of the reorganization of the army.

As a direct unit of Linchuan, the First Corps must set an example to let the rest of the troops see the effectiveness of the army, so that it will be conducive to promotion and implementation throughout the entire Nanchuan Army.

As a mountain soldier, Tu Yue was brave and lacked in intelligence. After competition, he has now served as the chief of the First Corps. Liu Zichen was appointed as the judge of the First Corps by the Commander, and the Sith was the deputy commander. Now the five-man command of the First Corps is temporarily missing a chief of staff.

Nowadays, the position of chief of staff in various corps is vacant. It is not that Lin Nuoyan does not want to be appointed, but that he is reading and literate. There are too few scholars who are familiar with military affairs and adhere to the principle of preferring nothing but being incompetent, so most of the staff and officers of command agencies at all levels are vacant.

However, the War Academy is under active construction, and Lin Nuoyan has decided to give priority to training a group of staff officers. After all, this position is too important, and an army without think tanks cannot go far.

Xiao Zhan, the commander of the First Flag Regiment of the First Corps, and the commander of the Sergeant Mu Xue is now full of troops, with a total of 10,000 Nanchuan soldiers.

At the end of September, the sun was still scorching the earth with a scorching heat, and the air became a little distorted.

The camp of the First Corps is very lively, and a selection of sergeants is underway.

Lin Chuan and other officers of the Corps were not afraid of the heat, and sat on the temporary spot and whispered to the hot martial arts competition below.

In the audience, more than 10,000 soldiers from the First Flag Regiment were divided into hundreds of teams, competing for the positions of sergeants at all levels, and the competition was in full swing.

According to Lin Chuan's idea, each ten-person team needs to be equipped with at least one ordinary sergeant, one iron-embroidered sergeant in the Thousand-person team, and one bronze-embroidered sergeant in the Flag Camp.

From then on, the sergeant will become the backbone of military operations, responsible for carrying out combat tasks issued by officers, and replace the officers to command the troops if necessary.

Therefore, Lin Chuan has high requirements for the selection of sergeants. First, he must be a veteran with high loyalty and rich experience. Secondly, he must have strong combat power and be able to achieve one as ten. This is the most basic requirement.

There are many brave people in the Nanchuan army, but the number of soldiers is limited, so the competition is extremely fierce. On the battlefield, people are constantly thriving in blood.

However, Lin Chuan didn't care. The army must have blood. An army as soft as Mianyang cannot win a battle. Lin Chuan intends to cultivate the wolf and bloody nature of soldiers.

However, Lin Chuan did not let the injured soldiers ignore them, but now the army is equipped with medical teams, so they naturally know what to do.

Tens of thousands of people competed for the position of hundreds of soldiers, and these soldiers of the Nanchuan Army were all brave people, so some people kept falling down and some people kept rising.

"In the future, with the soldiers leading the troops, it will be much easier." Deputy Commander Sith sighed.

Tu Yue, the sergeant commander of the First Corps, laughed: "I think we mountain soldiers will occupy most of the sergeants this time."

Military judge Liu Zichen smiled and said, "Sergeant Tu Yue, that's not necessarily the case. What should we make a bet?"

"Okay, just bet, if you lose, you have to allow me to drink a bucket of ale."

Liu Zichen waved his hand, "That's not possible, the general said, no drinking is allowed in the army, but I can get you more wine next time you make military achievements."

"Okay, deal."

Liu Zichen asked: "What should I do if you haven't said you lost?"

Tu Yue seemed to be sure of victory and said indifferently: "If I lose, I will agree to you any conditions."

When Lin Chuan saw the cunning gaze in Liu Zichen's eyes, he knew that Tu Yue, a big guy, was about to lose again.

After a morning of competition, all the ordinary sergeants were already in charge. The strongest veterans of each thousand-person team were all the Iron Hui soldiers, and only the Tonghui soldiers from the three flag battalions had not been selected.

According to regulations, the Tonghui soldiers will be on par with the commander of the flag battalion and become one of the members of the five-person command center.

When these big-headed soldiers thought that they could jump over the dragon gate, and as long as they defeated their opponent, they could successfully transform from an ordinary soldier to a Tonghui soldier from the 3,000-person flag battalion. They were all ready to do something.

The Tonghui Soldier is destined not to be able to be an ordinary soldier and will eventually be taken into the hands of the strong.

The sun is scorching, the air is churning, and the heat is unbearable.

Ten strongest soldiers gathered on the ring, and they were about to compete for the ownership of three bronze armored soldiers through melee.

These ten strongest warriors all had bronze skin, their muscles bulging, and they had explosive power. Lin Chuan had already seen the raging fighting spirit in their eyes.

"Big Bear Wansheng!"

"Come on Hu Zi!"

"****** will definitely win!"

...

The melee has not yet begun, and the supporters of the ten strongest warriors have cheered up their supporters. The tsunami in the camp is very lively.

"It seems that they are very popular." Sith sighed.

Lin Chuan nodded: "It is necessary that this effect is needed. In the future, the sergeant will take on the responsibility of charging and breaking the enemy's formation. They will be strong and their morale will be high."

"The melee begins!" The sergeant commander of the First Flag Regiment Mu Xue looked serious and ordered loudly.

Before Mu Xue's words could be finished, the ten warriors on the ring rushed towards the warrior closest to him almost at the same time.

Accompanied by the blood and violent power, screams of the ring match kept ringing. The soldiers watching had stopped shouting, held their breath, opened their eyes wide, and quietly looked at the close-knit melee on the stage.

Lin Chuan naturally saw the strength of these ten warriors with his own special forces king's eyes. They had almost no fighting skills and were fighting against their opponents entirely with their own powerful strength.

After half an hour of fighting, five soldiers were carried away by the medical team's stretcher, and two soldiers were hit off the ring. In the end, only three strongest soldiers were left on the ring.

Roar! The winner **** raised his hands high and let out a beast roar, which immediately caused a tsunami to cheer like a thunderous roar.
Chapter completed!