Simba's last words touched these soldiers a great deal. He would rather die in the hands of his own people than let them continue to lose face of the empire. He would rather die in battle than live in vain.

This has never happened in ancient times to kill the soldiers of their own country, but this time, no one stood up and said no, but they all thought it was a matter of right.

No matter which country, as long as the people choose to join the army, their food and clothing issues do not need to be considered. As for whether the daily training is in danger, or whether their physical fitness can support the training, these are not within their considerations. They will only consider whether they can safeguard their country and join the army and fill their stomachs.

If any country does not go to the battlefield and loses its life during training on weekdays, I am afraid that once such news spreads, it will be extremely difficult for this country to recruit soldiers in the future.

If Simba had not spoken such words after these days of training, these soldiers would have believed that their king was not merciful at all and was a tyrant, and that the empire would sooner or later die.

But now they understood how great the pressure they had to bear on their shoulders as the hope of the empire, that the glory of the empire was greater than everything, and that the hardships of each person were so insignificant compared to the interests of the country.

Of course, only a few people can have such awareness, and most of the soldiers still stared at the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty in anger. After all, because of his appearance, such a big change occurred in their country and even the entire Indian Empire. The Tang Dynasty was the real culprit.

For these hatred gazes, Xiao Zhengta just stared at the distance calmly, as if she had not noticed the anger in the hearts of these soldiers. If the eyes could kill people, Xiao Zhengta's body would have become potato chips at this time.

"What? You are not convinced by the words of His Highness the Crown Prince?

We are all trained by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and you have not even reached one-tenth of our daily training. What qualifications are there to chat here?

In the military camp, strength has always been the most respectful person. If you don’t accept it, just come out to compete with me. If anyone can beat me, my life will be yours.

If you don’t have the ability, don’t stand here and chatter. Remember, you are military generals. When you can do it, try not to make a noise, because that is the job of a civil servant.

Now, everyone turns right, targets the training ground, and runs! If I find out who is not serious in training, I will play with you well!"

Wang Sen glanced at them coldly. He has been the chief instructor of these Peacock Empire soldiers these days, and has been troubled by them a lot, so in their hearts, he still has a certain prestige.

He had to be a human being with his tail in front of the hall. What qualifications do these bastards have to question His Highness’s decision? Even if he questioned it, there was no need for His Highness to explain to them.

In the end, Gao Hu really couldn't stand it anymore. These extremely simple training methods have a fart effect. Their elite theories are simply useless when applied to these fools. The most important thing is that it is impossible for the Tang Dynasty to use the guns for them.

Since these guys were recruited by those ten thousand soldiers, Wang Sen watched their training every day and faint sweat would appear on his forehead. His training method was too pediatric for Gao Hu and the others.

He even prayed in his heart for the soldiers of the Peacock Empire, hoping that they would not be obedient with these perverts and just hold on for a few days. Even people like him who claim to be elites will not get any benefits in the hands of these perverts. As for the soldiers of the Peacock Empire, there will be no other result except for seeking abuse.

Two days passed, and the soldiers of the Peacock Empire, who were originally exhausted, were wearing tattered clothes, like a beggar, constantly crawling back and forth from a distance.

Either three or two people are running back and forth with wood, or they are jumping over the entire Mughal Empire. In short, all the projects that can exercise their physical functions are all staged on them.

Soon, the soldiers of the Peacock Empire no longer dared to have any dissatisfaction. If they could not bear it when they were training with Wang Sen, they could still scream and scold for a while.

But since they followed the pervert, they finally realized what hell is. If they fail to meet the requirements of training, they will be beaten; if they fail to meet the standards of training, they will be beaten; if they fall behind during the training, they will be beaten; if they don’t obey commands in the training, they will be beaten; in short, as long as they fail to do something, they will inevitably be beaten like a storm.

However, what puzzled them was that everyone had suffered different degrees of beatings, but the final result was that except for a little bit of disfigurement, there was no other physical trauma and it would not affect the training at all, which made them suffer.

"Now, look at these soldiers?"

Standing on the high platform, Xiao Zhengta glanced at Simba not far away and asked calmly.

This guy came to him more than once before, asking him not to go too far. There were only so many soldiers left in the empire. If these guys could not bear it, then the Peacock Empire would be in name only.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, wise and powerful, the villain is really convinced."

He saw all the efforts of these soldiers and the unfair treatment they suffered. He felt distressed and reluctant to give up. He had persuaded His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but was rejected.

He never dreamed that under such harsh conditions, his soldiers would actually persist and be able to train with the elites of the Tang Dynasty. The rapid growth of these guys even made his breathing a little rapid.

If the soldiers of the entire Peacock Empire could have such qualities, then it would be a matter of ruling the entire Indian Empire. Although there are only a few thousand people left in the Peacock Empire, Simba knew that the combat power of these thousands of people was the most powerful combat power since the founding of the Peacock Empire.

"I know that dignity is definitely the best catalyst if used well, and the soldiers are no exception. They have their own pride, but we have the supreme status of our people and can deprive them of their glory at any time. If we want to get corresponding respect in our hands, we must speak with their own strength."

Xiao Zhengtai said calmly. Once upon a time when he led his troops for the first time, he could say that he didn't know the name of a person, and he didn't need to record it because they were not worthy.

However, now, no one needs to say that he can call out the name of any one of these ten thousand people, because their efforts have long been recognized by him, but he will not show it in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!