A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Zhao Daxuan smiled and asked Li Erlong, "How's this equipment? Do you like it?"

Li Erlong looked at Zhao Daxuan with shining eyes, "Of course, this set of equipment is so awesome, I love it more than anything."

Zhao Daxuan nodded. "That's fine then. You can put your equipment back now."

Li Erlong was stunned upon hearing this, then hugged the shield in front of him tightly. "No way? My lord, I haven't even warmed up my clothes yet! Isn't this equipment for me?"

Zhao Daxuan ignored him, instead turning to his other subordinates and declaring loudly, "Currently, Bailianfang can only provide 10 sets; the rest will be provided in batches later. But who gets these 10 sets? That's not up to me; you decide!"

After glancing around and seeing the expectant looks in everyone's eyes, Zhao Daxuan smiled and spoke.

"Okay, we'll assign one set per day. Whoever stays until the end of this morning's training will get one! So whether you get one or not depends on yourselves!"

Upon hearing this, everyone rubbed their hands together in anticipation, eagerly clamoring to start training as soon as possible.

"No rush. To improve everyone's survival skills, today's training must be intensified. Everyone will run with 40 pounds of weight!"

Everyone was startled upon hearing this, but they quickly calmed down and no one raised any objections.

Increasing the training volume is also for their own good. The stronger they are, the greater their chance of survival on the battlefield.

At this moment, Li Erlong had already taken off his chainmail, put the equipment back, and took a few steps forward. He suggested, "Sir, the camp has made weighted clothing before, ranging from ten to over a hundred pounds. We can apply for some to use."

Zhao Daxuan's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded, "That's excellent. Now everyone go and apply for a 40-pound set to carry during training every day."

He paused, then added, "Except for showering and sleeping, you have to carry it all the time."

Li Erlong gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes, sir!"

Then, holding Zhao Daxuan's approval slip, he led everyone to the treasury to collect the load-bearing clothing.

A set of weighted clothing is not just one piece; it includes clothing on the body, hands, and feet. It is made of canvas sewn together to wrap iron and lead, creating a wearable design to achieve the effect of bearing weight.

Wearing 40-pound weighted suits, Zhao Daxuan's men began running on the training ground.

From the moment they took their first step, they felt a downward pulling force. To counteract this force, everyone subconsciously tightened their core.

As the run progressed, after the first kilometer, the breathing of the people in the group became rapid, and each time they lifted their legs, it felt like they were being pulled out of a mud pit, with their leg muscles constantly aching.

Starting from the fifth kilometer, the noise from the outside world began to fade away, leaving only my heavy breathing and the pounding of my heart.

Starting from the 10th kilometer, everyone had long lost their composure and calmness, and their bodies kept sending signals to give up. Fortunately, Zhao Daxuan's skill came into play again at this time, and a new power came from deep within his body.

The group perked up and continued running downhill.

Eleven kilometers, twelve kilometers... fifteen kilometers.

After several rounds of intense pressure, some members of the team finally couldn't keep going when they reached the 15th kilometer mark.

"puff!"

The first few soldiers who had just joined the team today collapsed. They were pale-faced, kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.

After several days of intensive training, the veterans persisted until the 20th kilometer mark before some of them collapsed.

At the 21st kilometer, the 22nd kilometer... at the 23rd kilometer, only Li Erlong and Zhao Fubao remained in the team.

Zhao Fubao gritted his teeth, "Brother Li, let's see who falls first!"

The 24th kilometer.

Zhao Fubao felt his vision blur. "Brother Li, I never imagined you were this strong!"

The 25th kilometer.

Zhao Fubao's knees suddenly buckled, and he collapsed to the ground. He was dazed for a few breaths before an overwhelming sense of exhaustion and relief washed over him.

"Brother Li, you won."

Zhao Fubao looked up and, through his blurred vision, saw Li Erlong's figure slowly fall down in front of him. Zhao Fubao gave a bitter smile; he had lost again.

Li Erlong rested on the ground for a quarter of an hour before getting up. He grinned and stumbled toward the box containing the equipment, and as he wished, he was the first to get the complete set of equipment.

"Well done, Erlong! I didn't expect you to win in the end!" Zhao Daxuan walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled.

Li Erlong chuckled, "Sir, you underestimate me. How could I, Li Erlong, have become a squad leader if I didn't have some skills!"

"Look at you, so capable! After you rest, you can put on your full gear and train! Rest for another fifteen minutes, then organize everyone to practice standing at attention!" Zhao Daxuan said with a smile, pointing at Li Erlong.

"Ah! No way!" Li Erlong cried out in anguish.

"Get used to the new equipment as soon as possible so you can use it like a second skin!" Zhao Daxuan reminded him seriously, and Li Erlong then fell silent.

Between then and lunchtime, Zhao Daxuan's men wore weighted uniforms and practiced military posture.

Although it's not as strenuous as running, they've just exhausted themselves. Even simply standing at attention with weights makes them feel like every last bit of strength in their bodies is being drained.

Finally, before the lunch signal came, Zhao Daxuan ordered a break, and everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon, collapsing to the ground.

Li Tiezhu also brought lunch over at the right time. Seeing his men eating like crazy, Zhao Daxuan grinned, knowing that he had really squeezed them dry this morning.

Once they've eaten and rested and their energy is restored, we can start exploiting them again in the afternoon.

But today seemed a little different. After lunch and a rest, Zhao Daxuan noticed that his men didn't seem as energetic as usual.

Zhao Daxuan frowned slightly, walked over and asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you get enough rest?"

When Li Erlong heard Zhao Daxuan's question, he scratched his head awkwardly, "Sir, the training intensity this morning was probably too high, and everyone hasn't fully recovered yet, but we're all pretty much back to normal."

Zhao Daxuan's heart sank, realizing something was wrong; the skill's recovery effect was not matching the current training intensity.

In that case, the afternoon training won't be as intense as the morning's, otherwise, I'm afraid no one will be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

Zhao Daxuan lowered his head and pondered, realizing he had to think of a way to solve this problem.

Zhao Daxuan waved his hand, signaling everyone to continue the afternoon training, and then walked aside to think.

After pondering for a while, it seems that the only solution besides increasing mental strength to directly enhance skill effects is to provide high-quality food.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: perhaps he could ask Lin Zhiqing when he got home tonight to see if she had any ideas on how to solve the problem.

During dinner, Zhao Daxuan specifically instructed Li Tiezhu to add an extra serving of mutton to every meal from now on, as it is more nutritious than chicken or duck.

He then strode away to go home and find a solution.