"You are a group!"

As Mo Feng finished speaking, everyone bowed their heads and stopped talking, perhaps they realized their mistakes, or they were just instinctively afraid.

"Everyone, run one more lap."

When the words fell, everyone looked at each other, but no one complained. Instead, they all looked up, looked firm, and raised their arms and ran out again.

Although the speed is not fast, it is extremely decisive.

One lap is not far away, but for them who have been running for more than forty miles, it is tantamount to the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

But this time, Mo Feng showed a hint of relief. Because these people retreated to the soldiers who could not run, and then grabbed them with their powerful palms.

For a moment, those people were slightly stunned, but a warm feeling flowed through their hearts, making it difficult for them to calm down. But a long-lost feeling surged into their hearts, and then everyone burst into a loud voice and moved towards the last circle together.

Unity is the result Mo Feng wants.

In the military camp, what Mo Feng wants is to dare to hand over his back to the other party's brothers, rather than selfish loners. Therefore, Mo Feng wants them to understand that their relationship is comrades-in-arms, and comrades-in-arms who can rush to the enemy with both sides, and their comrades-in-arms will eventually be cherished.

Exhausted, they gradually changed from jogging to walking, and then to everyone's arms and shoulders, and shouts accompanied by step-by-step and firm move forward.

Every step they took seemed to have tried their best, and every step they took would have a drop of sweat.

After walking for a long time, they all collapsed to the ground and gasped!

...

In a blink of an eye, two days have passed.

During this period, Mo Feng took them to train a group of events, holding a wooden gun with a pole, but there was a brick hanging in front.

Often, these people stand for an hour with their guns, and those who are powerful have hung two bricks, which is extremely painful, and their arms are sore, swollen and trembling.

As for the military uniforms they were wet with sweat, and everyone's arms and calves were trembling. The only good news is that they have meat to eat every day, so they can eat enough! There are also a lot of fruits and vegetables, and more importantly, salt water supplements.

Tired! Everyone gritted their teeth and persevered!

Because after the first punishment, no one dared to delay and neglect, and the gathering was very fast.

Even if you hear a whistle in your sleep, they can wear it neatly within three minutes and line up completely within five minutes.

Mo Feng discovered many problems in two days, the most important of which was the problem of clothing and shoes.

The dark red soldiers' clothing was too loose, and the normal pricking and bent bow had no effect. However, in all Mo Feng's training events, these clothes seemed too useless and too general.

So much so that Mo Feng has ordered people to customize tight clothing, at least not as general as Hanfu, what he needs is ability. As for shoes and socks, these people's linen shoes are really cold, especially with this high-intensity training, the shoes are too broken and useless.

In terms of shoes and socks, he needs to pack them from later generations. It should not be difficult to use the remaining gaps in the large storage bar to bring some hard waterproof shoes worn by special police.

.........

On this day, in the hall.

Emperor Ling Liu Hong went to court reluctantly, but this time the court meeting was related to the Youbei Rebellion, and even if he was stupid, he would not dare to slack off.

Yawning, her face pale as usual.

All the officials, led by the three dukes, bowed to the ceremony.

At this time, everyone in the hall looked at each other, and then a smart-looking old man narrowed his eyes slightly, then clasped his fists and said, "Report to Your Majesty, General Mo Feng of Zhenbei has submitted a memorial, please ask Your Majesty to see."

The old man was Cao Song, one of the nine ministers, and Cao Cao's biological father. When he first heard that Cao Cao had entered Mo Feng's sect, he was angry. However, when Cao Cao finished speaking all the things that happened under Mo Feng's sect, the old man Cao Song changed his view. If Mo Feng was really an immortal, then Cao Cao would be very likely to become an immortal in the future, so his Cao family...

After learning about Mo Feng this time, he naturally helped him.

"Mo Feng?" Liu Hong raised his eyebrows and then signaled Zhang Zhong to step forward.

After taking the memorial, Liu Hong opened his eyes and frowned slightly, and said in surprise: "He actually wants to build the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace under Taihang Mountain?"

After saying that, all the officials in the venue were stunned and said in a daze: "Build the Immortal Palace?"

Immediately, Cui Lie took the lead and said, "Your Majesty, no matter whether the construction of the Immortal Palace is credible, as the general of Zhenbei, Mo Feng's urgent right now should be discussing how to quell the rebellion, rather than thinking about building the Immortal Palace."

"Your Majesty, what Lord Cui said is very true. As the general of Zhenbei, Mo Feng should focus on training his soldiers and prepare for the battle against Youbei, rather than thinking about building a false immortal palace. Please ask Your Majesty to take a clear look." Huangfu Song's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Your Majesty, I think what Lord Cui and General Huangfu said is inappropriate. Your Majesty just imagine that if Mo Feng is really an immortal, it is not wrong to ask for the construction of the immortal palace this time, but if Your Majesty refuses, wouldn't he offend the immortal? That's what..." When he said this, Cao Song stroked his beard very tactfully.

"This..." Liu Hong's face showed embarrassment, and he was indeed a little afraid.

After all, the word "god" has been a taboo since ancient times and has never seen it, let alone offend it.

All the officials in the hall were also silent, looking at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing this, Sikong Yuan Feng clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, if you are not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one. If Mo Feng is really a god in the nine heavens, then Your Majesty refuses to build an immortal palace and may offend him."

"Besides, what Mo Feng wants to build is the Immortal Palace, and he did not ask for money to be used for construction at the foot of Taihang Mountain, which is not harmful to Your Majesty."

"As for leading the army to fight, it is his business, and victory or defeat may have been decided. If he cannot win and is defeated in a mess, then Your Majesty can punish him."

Yuan Feng said a few words in a row, all of which were to the point.

He naturally knew that Yuan Shao was under Mo Feng's sect. Although Yuan Shao was a concubine's son, he was quite loved by Yuan Feng because of his majestic appearance. On the one hand, Yuan Feng was helping Mo Feng, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see if this person was really a martial artsman. If he was defeated in this battle, he would definitely not let Yuan Shao follow such martial artsman.

Upon hearing this, Liu Hong agreed very much, nodded quickly, and raised his hand and said, "Your dear is right. Building a city is not a matter of time. I will be sure of it first. If he is defeated in the Northern Expedition, I will cure his crimes."

"Your Majesty's wise!"

Liu Hong raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "Transfer my will and promised him to build an immortal palace in Taihang Mountain, but he should not delay the northward work, otherwise he will not let go."

When the words came out, the pen officer next to him quickly picked up the pen.

As for the officials in the court, they couldn't help but shake their heads. In their opinion, Mo Feng's life is probably not long. After all, it's a fantasy to want to defeat tens of thousands of Youbei warriors.

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At sunset, Mo Feng returned to his mansion.

After several days of training, Mo Feng's skin became slightly darker and he looked stronger. His elegant aura faded and he felt a little heroic. He felt like a young general.

Training is also not easy, especially Mo Feng still needs to continue to demonstrate, and his voice is even hoarse. Thanks to Xiang Yu's physical strength, otherwise it would be a little bit to say whether Mo Feng can get up.

Dinner is very simple, with a stack of mutton sauce, a few pieces of pancakes, and white rice porridge with a trace of lotus seeds and other items to clear the fire.

After finishing my meal, it was already past six o'clock. Lock the door and return to the secret room.

There are several boxes of gold bars on the bottom floor of the shelf in the secret room, which looks so golden that it is pleasing to the eye.

These golds are the horseshoe golds that Mo Feng has melted and turned inverted in recent days. Although they have not met the standard of 1,000 gold, the quality is not too bad. A total of 2,000 kilograms have been turned in. After all, it is impossible for him to rely solely on jade, so he will inevitably not be investigated. If some foreign gold trading markets can be developed, it may be good.

I reached out and the small box disappeared.
Chapter completed!