In the early morning of Midu Town, the haze and the curl of white smoke come from the Erhai sea, which make this southwest place look like a fairyland on earth.

In the morning fog, orderly bugles were heard in the distance, and countless Beidou Dynasty soldiers in black training suits were fighting in pairs in the morning fog.

"Drink!"

After all, the rosefinch division is an elite division. The sergeant's actions are neat and uniform. It looks very pleasant from a distance, and the slogan is also very powerful. It virtually exudes the kind of bloody atmosphere of fighting.

Li Xiaolang follows Gu fan. Although his eyelids are about to fight, he still tries to suppress his yawn and makes a serious appearance. He shuttles Gu fan among the sergeants. Gu fan was really interested in watching these soldiers doing morning exercises. After all, the frontier town guards like Shun Tian army are different from the local militia. Each of them is above the middle heaven level. They are all capable and powerful, and they don't drag the mud.

It's no exaggeration to say that Gu fan thinks that this team, with a little training, will not even be inferior to the powerful Iron Brigade he led in Yili in his previous life. But Gu fan was not dazzled by this joy. He knew what this team lacked, not martial arts cultivation, nor weapons and equipment, but loyalty and trust to officers, as well as the tempering of iron and blood.

As the elite troops of the Beidou Dynasty, Shuntian army has always had the habit of morning training, but some departments set it once every three days, some once a week, and some once every half a month. In this way, when they went down to the flag unit, some flags directly abolished the morning training system. It is rare for grass-roots officers like Gu fan to take morning training seriously. It was nearly the end of the day, the fog gradually dispersed, and many soldiers were sweating. Gu fan stood in the middle of the school yard and ordered, "everyone run around Midu Town, and then have breakfast when you come back!"

Under the leadership of the centurion, the soldiers chanted slogans and ran out from the west side of the school yard like a long black dragon.

Gu fan watched the Dragon disappear at the end of the school yard. What he learned from his two generations of practicing martial arts is that physical exercise is very important in the early stage of martial arts. Although most of these soldiers are 18 or 19 years old, or even in their twenties, and have missed the best time to practice martial arts, they should strengthen physical exercise and increase the amount of exercise, Needless to say, the benefits of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth can even help them break through the bottleneck and go further.

Li Xiaolang finally couldn't help yawning. Gu fan heard a familiar voice behind him and said respectfully, "my Lord, breakfast is ready... Please go to the big account for dinner..."

Gu fan turned his head and saw that it was the cook, sun tou, who was reprimanded by him yesterday. He couldn't help laughing and said, "you don't have to go to the big tent, just take it to the school yard. When the soldiers come back, I'll eat with them..."

"This... My Lord, this is not very good..." old sun taunted.

Gu fan frowned and said harshly, "what? You won't do anything again! Are you tired of being in zhenghongqi? "

"How dare you, villain? I'm afraid you're not used to it... Today's breakfast is made of lean meat porridge and steamed bread. I'll let the cooks send them to the school yard now!" he said

About a quarter of an hour later, when all the soldiers came back, they saw hundreds of huge wooden buckets on the school yard. Beside the buckets were long wooden spoons and porcelain bowls. In the bowls were three white flour steamed buns. The attractive aroma had spread in the air.

But their officer Gu fan, sitting cross legged behind a wooden table, had two bowls on the table, like ordinary soldiers, a bowl of porridge and three white steamed buns. Just as everyone looked at each other, Gu fan stood up with a smile and said, "everyone has worked hard in training. Now sit down and have breakfast. After eating, all training will be the same." Then he sat down cross legged, grabbed the steamed bread with his left hand, chewed it, regardless of the coarseness of the food.

Seeing this, other soldiers sat down on the ground and picked up bowls and spoons. When they saw that the thin rice porridge in the barrel was not ordinary, but the thick lean meat porridge, many people's faces showed surprise. Gu fan noticed that even the four thousand men's faces were a little surprised.

Seeing Lu Yun, Wang Ying and Zheng Jun sat down with their centurion, picked up the steamed bread and chewed it. Fei Mingxu stood up and said a few words to a soldier beside him. The soldier filled a bowl of porridge, picked up a bowl of steamed bread and followed him to the camp. Obviously, Fei Mingxu didn't like to eat with the soldiers. Seeing his behavior, Gu fan smiles in his heart, but he doesn't say a word. He takes a mouthful of porridge and turns around to see the soldiers who are going to have dinner on the school field.

In the next few days, the soldiers of several other banners knew that a 17-year-old yunqi captain was coming to Zhenghong banner. He not only accompanied the soldiers to do morning exercises every day, but also had three meals a day with the soldiers. What the soldiers of other banners envied most was that since the young yunqi captain came to Zhenghong banner, every meal could have meat dishes!

But only ordinary soldiers were happy. Three of the four chieftains were not happy. When Gu fan arrived at the Zhenghong flag, he issued a ban on alcohol. Not only were all the alcohol stored in the barracks confiscated, but even the hotels in Midu town were warned that whenever and wherever he dared to sell wine to soldiers, he would be ready to be smashed. The surrounding towns were also informed of the same. In this way, the drunkards in the army were depressed, especially Lu Yun, After the stock was finished, he could not drink any more. Every day, he was on pins and needles. Several times, he wanted to find an excuse with Gufan and go out for a drink. But every time he went to the big account, Gufan laughed and pushed him back“ Lu Yun, as a chieftain, you don't have to do anything by yourself. Let's go out and do it by the people below... "Every time Lu Yun meets Gu fan's smiling soft knife, he is always itching with hatred, but he has nothing to do.

The second is Wang Ying. Whenever and wherever he goes, three strong men follow him. Gu fan's well-known name is "bodyguard". In fact, there are people following him even when he goes to the hut. What makes Wang Ying most depressed is that these three people seem to be Muggles specially selected by Gu fan. They don't speak or laugh. They follow him like three moving pillars. However, whenever Wang Ying wants to leave the barracks, they don't talk or laugh, When he is happy, the three pillars will stop in front of him, which is not satisfactory. Finally, Fei Mingxu, Gu fan, on the pretext that the tent was not enough, took back his tent one by one to Li Xiaolang, and rushed him to the soldiers' collective tent. As a result, on the first night, all the other soldiers in the tent were thrown out by him, and some of them were interrupted, which was extremely miserable. When Gu fan took Li Xiaolang to the camp of Fei Mingxu to ask for a crime, he said something with a red face, which almost made Gu fan angry and happy: "these smelly men always use their hands and feet on me..." so Gu fan decided to let Li Xiaolang change a tent for Fei Mingxu every day, and he never tired of it.