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As soon as the order was given, everyone followed the team to start the long-distance load-bearing race.

He Yan's back carrying such a big sandbag, just feel like to carry a stone, her body down pressure is not very stable. Since she became miss heta, she has been accompanying him to the mountains to cut firewood every day. However, she can only make her weak body healthy or stronger than other girls of the same age. But Xiao Jue's iron and blood training method is really a little unbearable.

He Yan in the past was ok, but he Yan now is very difficult.

There were more and more people around him than he Yan. Most of the people who came to join the army were strong, tall and powerful. They were not so tall. Most of them were from poor families and used to heavy work. Although it's tiring to run around with sandbags, it's OK. There are few such weak as he Yan. Few of them died on the way to Liangzhou. It can be said that Heyan is the weakest one in terms of physical qualification at Liangzhou garrison at the foot of Baiyue mountain.

The two brothers, stone and wheat, run very fast. When they hunt in the mountains, they often chase their prey. The prey they hit is tied to their bodies. They are used to running around with their prey, so they are quite relaxed. Hongshan was probably a little older. After running for a circle, he was panting. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "ah, it's really not a man to do things."

He didn't hear Heyan's reply. Looking back, he saw that he had already fallen more than ten steps away from him. He slowed down a little and waited for Heyan to come forward and ask, "ah Ho, can you hold on? I think you're a little upset

He Yan's face is pale, bean big sweat rolled down to the chin along the forehead, and did not go into the clothes. Carrying a sandbag is like those children on the capital wharf who are sold by their parents as coolies. It's unbearable to see.

"I'm fine, shange. You don't have to worry about me. You run first. If I can't run fast, let me run slowly in the back." He Yan said with a smile, "you can go to the shed to have a rest, don't wait for me."

"You don't want to tell the head coach," Hongshan hesitantly opened his mouth. Seeing that no one around him paid attention to them, he said in a low voice: "you can run a few laps secretly, but no one can see them."

"I know." He Yan laughs, "brother Shan, you go first, we will be with you later."

Hongshan repeatedly confirmed that he Yan didn't need help, so he ran away with sandbags on his back. He Yan scratched his head and showed a helpless smile.

Do you think you can't? How can it be? If you're in the barracks, you can't do it. Two laps less? How can it be? It seems that there are people who are not seen around, but these instructors are very skilled, and there are hidden supervisors on the roadside. I really want to run a few laps secretly. It's a violation of military discipline and I want to be dragged out to get beaten. When she was a general, she knew that when she was a soldier, she didn't have to drill in by herself.

It's just She wiped the sweat rolling on her eyelids and looked at the golden sun hanging on her head.

How hot it is!

……

Someone came out of the station.

Cheng Lishu fanned the wind with a folding fan. Looking at the distant mountain covered by clouds, Cheng Lisu said happily, "the scenery here is also very good. It is ten thousand times more beautiful than the capital city! What a good eye, uncle

Xiao Jue followed him in a long robe embroidered with cloud patterns and black gold. He wore a long sword at his waist. His eyes were like stars, and his lips were like dots of red ink. His talent was elegant and his appearance was beautiful. He looked like a noble boy who happened to pass by, which added a light to the bitter and cold place.

"They are running. Tut Tut," Cheng Lisu shook his head. "If I were to do it, I would not last a quarter of an hour."

"Then you go back." The answer to him was a cold sneer.

"Ah, what are you talking about? The wind is so strong that I can't hear you Who do you think is coming, uncle Cheng Lishu swerved abruptly.

It was Shen Han and Shen Jiaotou. He stopped in front of them, saluted Xiao Jue and said, "governor."

"How about the recruits?" Xiao Jue asked.

"It seems that it's not bad. Sometimes there are a few that can't do it. Maybe you can just practice." Shen Han replied.

"What happened to that man?" Cheng Li Su pointed to the distance, "as if to run kneeling."

But on the long road, there was a little boy running. He was running too slowly. He's been a long way from the team in front of him. In fact, he looks weak and looks like the sandbag on his back is heavier than himself.

"That's Liang Ping's soldiers. It's OK to run" with poor qualifications. "Cheng Lishu thought of something and grinned." it's good to be a gang soldier. In case he's good at craftsmanship. "

He Yan himself, who was sent a message of "good craftsmanship", has run away now and doesn't know what to say. The sandbags were heavy, but they had to continue. Because she clearly understands that physical training is only the beginning now. After a period of time, she will gradually increase skill training, such as crossbow, knife and arrow.But if you can't bear physical training, you are not qualified to continue skill training, and will be directly thrown to be a gang soldier.

She doesn't want to be a gang.

Near the awning, Hongshan finished the last lap and finally found the wheat and stone resting in the shed and sat down next to them.

Wheat looked around and asked, "where's ahoga? Haven't you come out yet? "

"I don't know. I didn't see him," Hong Shan also worried. "This boy can't run and can't come out?"

"Didn't you tell ahoe to run two laps less secretly?" Wheat whispered, "no one has seen it anyway."

"I told him! This boy is a stubborn donkey. He doesn't listen to me. What can I do? " Hongshan shares both hands.

As they were talking, the stone suddenly said, "here it is."

A few people follow his eyes, see the end of the forest road, slowly ran to a young man. The sandbags on his back were too big for him. His hair was wet in one strand, and the sweat trickled down his forehead to his chin and into the soil under his feet. He ran past the awning, didn't look this way, but went on to start a new lap.

"He has to run..." Murmured the wheat.

He Yan did not stop.

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