Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1138 Zhenfeng Camp

Lin Feng returned to the Duan family's bank compound, pondering how to deal with the current problems along the way.

It's impossible to train soldiers for the Taisho Imperial Guard; they will inevitably have a battle with the Zhenxi Army in the future.

However, if he leaves like this, will it invite Miao Changfeng's retaliation? He is not afraid of Miao Changfeng's retaliation, but he is afraid that Miao Changfeng will vent his anger on the Duan family.

That's not the outcome I wanted to see.

Moreover, what he coveted at the time was the Duan family's wealth, which could provide the Zhenxi Army with abundant equipment.

Now that I've even taken people with me, how can I just walk away?

When Lin Feng returned to Pei Qiyin and the others' residence, he had a rough plan in mind.

Pei Qiyin, Qiao Jushan, and Ye Liangcai had all followed him for a long time and were very clear about his intentions in leading the army.

Therefore, he decided to take three people and form several training groups to specifically conduct physical training for the elite troops of the Taisho Imperial Guard.

Of course, Lin Feng's training will focus on the soldiers' mental well-being.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to brainwash these selected elite Imperial Guards.

Instill your own ideas and viewpoints in them, and change their values.

As Lin Feng pondered this, he chuckled to himself.

Because he wanted to divide the current Taisho Imperial Guard, so that these elite troops would only obey his orders in the future.

Talented people are hard to find, and this problem exists everywhere, including in the regions of his Zhenxi Army and the Eight Prefectures of Zhenxi.

Pei Qiyin and the other two were very clever. Lin Feng only needed to draw a line to them to understand the whole picture.

Lin Feng worked through the night to devise a plan for selecting talent, including physical fitness standards for soldiers, and most importantly, to clarify their background information.

The family should not have an official background in Taisho; ideally, it should be an upper-middle-class family.

Of course, people from poor families generally don't have much ability.

It's not that we look down on poor children, but farmers who toil in the fields all day have little time to exercise.

Unless there is a family tradition of martial arts, one can still practice it, like Lin Feng's predecessor, but even then, it is extremely rare.

Soldiers who spend all day farming in the fields have much poorer physical coordination, and thus have a much weaker ability to understand and learn battlefield skills.

Those children from wealthy families who didn't want to study could usually learn some martial arts, such as swords, spears, halberds, horseback riding, and archery, thus gaining a certain foundation and making training much easier.

Lin Feng's guiding principle is that quality is more important than quantity. No matter how many soldiers can be selected, the number is not important; what is important is that their basic capabilities meet the standards.

Among the eight thousand imperial guards in Luoxi Prefecture, elite soldiers were selected, and even Lin Feng himself personally conducted the assessments.

The four men split into three groups, each with several servants and guards from the Duan family, and began a rigorous selection process at the military training ground in Luoxi Prefecture.

Five days later, the results were a huge disappointment to Lin Feng. Of the eight thousand Imperial Guards, only three hundred soldiers could meet his set standards.

More than half of them were based on Lin Feng lowering his standards slightly.

Otherwise, the outcome would be even worse.

Lin Feng and his group thoroughly examined the eight thousand Dazheng Imperial Guards of Luoxi Prefecture, gaining a complete understanding of their composition and combat capabilities.

Next, another day was spent assembling a reserve team of two hundred people. These people could be added to the formal staff if they performed well in training and met the standards.

Miao Changfeng personally named this team Zhenfeng Battalion.

The initial force is set at 500 men, who will be provided with the best possible equipment, including warhorses and other gear, and their food will be upgraded to a higher standard.

With everything in place, Lin Feng led a group of instructors into the ranks and began training according to the established plan.

Pei Qiyin followed behind Lin Feng, assisting him in training the soldiers.

Looking at the five hundred Taisho Imperial Guards standing in neat rows before me, I felt a surge of excitement and exhilaration.

Lin Feng's primary training goal has always been to run 20 miles with a weight on.

This is a life-threatening project that most people simply cannot do, even if these soldiers have a good foundation and are physically fit.

Lin Feng gradually developed a complete plan during the selection and training process.

He had discussed with Pei Qiyin that in order to defeat the invading pirates, they needed to conduct targeted training based on the pirates' combat characteristics.

Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood. Lin Feng wanted to send this batch of elite Imperial Guards he had trained all the way from the battlefield to the southern border of Dazong.

The training session could not be too long because Hu Jincai's troops were in a critical situation in Fuzhou.

The elite Imperial Guards before us only need to complete basic training tasks before being taken to the battlefield to train while fighting, using combat as a form of training.

It means to grow stronger through battle.

The battlefield is a fine-mesh sieve, a cruel scene of panning for gold in the sand.

Soldiers who manage to reach their destination alive will be the elite of the elite in the army.

Each of them could become a general who is the bravest in the army.

War is cruel, and training is brutal.

Even Miao Yong and Chen Dongping, who were known for their strict discipline in leading troops, felt that this guy with the warm smile was no ordinary person after watching Lin Feng's training.

Lin Feng used his usual slogan: "Sweat more during training, bleed less during battle."

This inspires all soldiers to grit their teeth and persevere in training.

The training plan he devised was something that everyone found strange.

Running twenty miles with a heavy load was something that soldiers could not understand.

They're all cavalry, and they'll be fighting on horseback in the future, so why bother training them in such useless physical fitness?

There are also push-ups, pull-ups, forward bends, sit-ups, standing long jumps... and so on, all of which I've never seen before.

Even more extreme, Lin Feng got another ball and had people split into two groups to play with it during training breaks.

This is the most popular activity among the soldiers. They all look forward to using their remaining energy to play for half an hour after training.

They didn't know that playing football this way is the best way to improve body coordination.

Chen Dongping wasn't interested in any of Lin Feng's tricks. The only ones he thought were practicing spear thrusting, swimming, and diving were somewhat reliable.

But then came training exercises like open-field night battles, house raids, and decapitation strikes, which made him wonder what Lin Feng was trying to train these people into.

Regardless of Chen Dongping's thoughts, all the training for the five hundred soldiers proceeded as planned, except for Lin Feng, who was silently calculating the time.

The situation at the front was urgent, and he didn't have much time for this kind of training.

In the central city of Shanglin Prefecture, one of the eight prefectures of Zhenxi, Bai Jing and Wang Qian were discussing the war.

The Taisho Imperial Guards' offensive slowed down, and the Imperial Guards of Lindu Prefecture withdrew.

The imperial guards of Tianzhi Prefecture and Jingxi Prefecture retreated thirty li, neither retreating nor attacking, their next move unknown.

Now that the Zhenxi Army can relax a little, they should start thinking about providing some necessary support to Hu Jincai's troops.

Both manpower and supplies are likely to be scarce in the southern frontier battlefield.

If transported by land, the journey would be long and arduous, with rivers providing obstacles, especially the two acropolises of Kyoto that lay between them, which were insurmountable barriers.