Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 632: General of the Imperial Guard

Lin Feng ordered to intensify the training of the team and improve the combat effectiveness of the 11th Battalion of the Imperial Guard as soon as possible.

However, reports submitted by various departments showed that this group of royal guards could not endure hardships.

The training intensity could not be increased, and many soldiers gave up because the training was too difficult.

Lin Feng's military regulations state that during training, soldiers are not allowed to be beaten or scolded at will, and corporal punishment is not allowed.

Therefore, the officers brought by the Zhenxi Army were helpless and could do nothing about these imperial guards who resisted training.

Lin Feng temporarily put aside the matter of supplies and went to the training site in person. He wanted to see why the imperial guards, who were known as the emperor's personal soldiers, were so resistant to the training task.

Although the Zhenxi Army was very famous and defeated the rebels many times.

But deep down, these royal guards are still a group of country bumpkins from remote places.

They were managed by officers of the Zhenxi Army, whom they looked down upon from the bottom of their hearts.

Most of these soldiers came from wealthy families with some background.

Their families used their connections to get them into the Imperial Guards so that they could gain military merit, get promoted, start a family and bring honor to the family in the future.

Faced with such arduous training and the officers' harsh words, he felt very uncomfortable.

When Lin Feng arrived at the training ground, he saw a soldier arguing with the instructor.

A royal guard was arguing with the instructor with red faces and thick necks.

A group of soldiers gathered around to watch the fun.

Lin Feng also slowly moved over and watched the two quarreling quietly.

After a moment, Lin Feng understood.

The dispute arose because the soldier's standing long jump was less than a finger's distance from the qualifying line.

The instructor determined that he had not met the standard and needed to practice another fifty times.

The soldier was already very tired and was full of anger. Now he could no longer suppress his anger and started arguing with the instructor.

Ju Chaoyue was following Lin Feng. Although he felt that the instructors of the Zhenxi Army were a bit harsh.

However, he still frowned and shouted on the surface.

"presumptuous!"

Hearing the scolding, a group of soldiers turned their heads and saw Ju Chaoyue, and quickly dispersed, standing aside with their heads down.

The quarreling soldier also shut up, his face flushed red, but he didn't dare to argue anymore.

"If this were on the battlefield, would you have disobeyed orders in the same way?"

Ju Chaoyue started scolding loudly.

"I told you to charge, but you told me your legs hurt. Are we still going to fight?"

Seeing that the soldier didn't say anything, Ju Chaoyue turned and asked Lin Feng.

"Mr. Deputy Commander, you give the order on how to deal with this matter."

Lin Feng asked the instructor indifferently.

"Have you memorized all the military regulations?"

The instructor stood at attention and replied, "Reporting to the General, I have memorized them all."

"Okay, let him carry it on his back, and then we'll know the punishment."

"Yes, he violated..."

"Let him speak for himself."

The soldier looked up at Lin Feng, then at Ju Chaoyue's gloomy face, and could only hum and nod.

"Disobeying a superior's order, if the offense is minor, will result in three days of confinement."

"Speak louder, I can't hear you."

The soldier took a deep breath and said, "Disobeying the orders of superiors is a minor offense and will result in three days of confinement."

Lin Feng nodded: "Execute it."

Immediately, two soldiers came out from the crowd, one on each side, and led the soldier towards the barracks.

Lin Feng looked around at the soldiers.

"If you are just a little faster than your opponent, if you are just an inch taller than your enemy, you can survive on the battlefield."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at the instructor.

"He demanded that you strictly follow the training standards. He took great pains to keep a close eye on each and every one of you. He worked hard to ensure that each and every one of you met the standards. May I ask you, did he gain any benefits?"

Lin Feng looked around at the soldiers again and saw that no one spoke.

"He didn't gain anything, but he kept you alive on the battlefield."

"What are you resisting? Is it the disregard for your own lives?"

"We are soldiers. Facing 200,000 rebels, we will sooner or later have to fight a life-and-death battle with them. Do you want to bury your body on the battlefield?"

Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "The Zhenxi Army can win battle after battle because every one of them can meet the training standards, can be stronger than the enemy, and want to survive on the battlefield. If you can survive on the battlefield, it means that the enemy is dead."

"You are the emperor's personal army, the most elite troops in the clan, but why are you not as good as an army from Zhenxi?"

"If you still have any shame, then meet the training standards for me. Otherwise, you will either be eliminated or die on the battlefield."

"Think about your families. They are hoping you will return alive."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "No one has reached the standard, continue training."

Even Ju Chaoyue's blood boiled after hearing his words, and he couldn't help but cheer loudly.

The soldiers around also spontaneously applauded.

Along with the applause, the sound of thundering horse hooves came from afar.

A team of over a hundred cavalrymen rushed in from the main gate of the military training ground and ran all the way here.

Lin Feng's guards immediately drew their swords and stepped forward, forming a simple sword formation in teams of thirty.

This was the formation Lin Feng used to fight against the Tatar cavalry at Lingdouzi Castle.

Leading the group was a black horse with a shiny body and flamboyant mane.

A knight in armor sat on his warhorse, holding a lance in his hand, shining brightly in the setting sun.

When the warhorse was five or six steps away from the sword formation, the knight pulled the reins, and the black horse stood up and neighed softly.

This made the soldiers cheer in their hearts.

The knight on the warhorse then shouted loudly.

"Zhao Shuo, I've heard your Zhenxi Army is very powerful. I'm here to see for myself today. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Lin Feng squinted his eyes and looked for a moment, but didn't recognize this person.

Zhao Shuo felt a little embarrassed and quickly moved closer to Lin Feng.

"Brother, his name is Zhao Gui, and he is the general of the personal guard battalion under my father's command."

Lin Feng was a little annoyed. He led his troops to Kyoto to fight back against the rebels.

Why do these guys think I'm here to cause trouble for them?

"It looks like they are very hostile to us."

"I made a bet with him yesterday, and he really took it to heart."

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Okay, just deal with it, don't bother me."

"Hey, big brother, please do as you please. I will take care of him."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he took Ju Chaoyue and others and turned to walk towards the command center.

Zhao Shuo stepped forward and started shouting.

"Zhao Gui, do you have any idea? This is a military camp, not your home."

"You fucking made me come here, so what? You're really a coward as soon as you get here."

"You're talking nonsense. I've never been a coward. Just come at me."

The two began to bicker, as they had often done before.

They are all from the same circle and have done a lot of brave and violent things.

Lin Feng ignored them. These were children's toys and were out of date.

But they had only taken a few dozen steps when they were stopped by a dozen war horses.

There was a guard standing in front of the warhorse, holding a knife and standing on guard vigilantly. Lin Feng stopped and looked at a brown-red warhorse with a frown.