You put me in charge of the prison and turned all the female prisoners into female military goddesse

Upon hearing Lu Jing say "there is no escaping punishment," the three female prisoners who had withdrawn shuddered.

"You lot, you're not allowed to eat for three days."

Lu Jing said coldly, "Let them go hungry for a bit, so they'll learn their lesson!"

"yes!"

The three immediately bowed in gratitude, daring not to utter a single complaint.

Having resolved the "exit" incident, Lu Jing walked to the well and drew water to wash the monkey blood off his hands.

It's not that he's a germaphobe or loves cleanliness.

Instead, monkey blood is not only fishy, ​​but also has a unique foul smell that makes people nauseous.

At this moment, Qin Liniang, who was in charge of the envoy, came over.

"Lord Lu, after such a battle, the sisters are all exhausted. What do you think, should we let them rest before making any further plans?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jing stared at Qin Liniang with the eyes of someone looking at an alien, making the other woman feel uneasy and scratch her neck repeatedly.

"Take a break? Then make plans?"

"Stop acting like a spoiled princess. With me here, you're not getting any rest. Go, kill the rest of those monkeys!"

"what?"

Half an hour later.

The women, their faces covered in monkey blood, finally received Lu Jing's permission to go to the well to wash themselves.

They did take that step.

At this moment, the atmosphere by the well was oppressive; the air seemed to have frozen, and with each breath, a sharp pain shot through his chest.

The female prisoners remained silent, quietly drawing water from the well and carefully wiping themselves.

The scene was quiet, as if a mute button had been pressed.

Finally, the stifling atmosphere became unbearable for Lanshan Tea.

She dragged two heavy burdens and suddenly stood up, the burdens bouncing along with her.

"Say something, this is so boring!"

Upon hearing this, everyone sighed.

"I want to say something," Ji Tangtang said listlessly, "but I don't know what to say."

Her words expressed everyone's feelings, and the other female prisoners nodded in agreement.

Biting his finger, Lanshan Chaweng said in a low voice, "Tell me, do you hate Lord Lu for making you kill people?"

These words were like a bombshell, stirring up a storm in the hearts of the women.

"I don't hate him. Lord Lu is doing this for our own good."

"Yes, I don't hate him, but Lord Lu seems like a different person now, he's too strict."

"Yes, yes, it's just too strict, not even giving them a chance to breathe."

Standing to the side, Wen Lanxiang splashed away the water used for washing her face and joined the conversation with a smile: "Don't say that. If Lord Lu really didn't give us a chance to breathe, why would he have us washing and cleaning up at this moment?"

Upon hearing this, the women nodded repeatedly and said, "That's true."

Not far away.

Lu Jing was holding a horizontal knife, carefully whittling a piece of willow wood.

After shaving it, he used the tip of the knife to make two holes in it, and then placed it on a bluestone to repeatedly grind away the rough edges and wood chips.

Finally, the whistle was finished.

Lu Jing looked at his work with satisfaction, then blew away the dust and put it in his mouth.

next second.

beep--

A crisp sound rang out.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

The women were panicked. Although they didn't know what had happened, they quickly ran towards the source of the sound.

Seeing that all the female prisoners had arrived, Lu Jing raised the willow whistle he had made and said, "From now on, when I blow this whistle, it means emergency assembly. Whatever you are doing, you must put it down and come to assemble, understand?!"

"Understood!" the women replied.

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

"Understood!" The women shouted with all their might.

"good."

Lu Jing nodded: "Now, let's continue training."

what?

The female prisoners opened their mouths wide and leaned back.

"Again? We just finished washing up."

Without needing to speak, Lu Jing glared at them, and the female prisoners immediately fell silent, daring not to say another word.

"Now, run twenty li (approximately 10 kilometers) around the square in front of the palace!"

As soon as Lu Jing finished speaking, the women immediately erupted in a frenzy, gasping in astonishment.

Ten miles?

The women were speechless upon hearing this.

In the Great Wilderness Dynasty, three hundred steps equaled one li, with one step being approximately 1.5 meters, so one li was 450 meters.

Twenty li is nearly ten kilometers!

"Lord Lu!"

One female prisoner objected: "Do we have to run this much at the very beginning of training?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jing chuckled and pointed to the bricks and stones at the base of the gable wall.

"I'm not just going to make you run, I'm going to make you run while carrying stones, carrying a heavy load!"

"Everyone carries a stone, and anyone who drops it halfway will be punished by an extra mile."

Lu Jing pointed with his right hand and circled the square in front of the palace.

"I've walked this place countless times, I know exactly how many steps it took, so don't try to be lazy."

The female prisoners were in an uproar; everyone was complaining, and no one went over to pick up the stone.

This was also the first time they had resisted Lu Jing's orders.

Having just killed monkeys, and not even having a chance to catch their breath before having to run, their aversion was within Lu Jing's expectations.

However, soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders, and it is common for them to receive new missions while exhausted.

What they trained was their mentality and their ability to push their limits.

"Lord Lu."

Not far away, Qin Liniang jogged over: "Everyone is still in shock. It might not be wise to run around like this."

"There's nothing wrong with it."

Lu Jing remained unmoved: "Practice more, you'll get used to it. Don't just stand there, let's go!"

what……

Seeing that Qin Liniang's pleas were hopeless, Lu Jing's face darkened again. The female prisoners, not wanting to provoke him, had no choice but to reluctantly walk towards the base of the wall and the pile of stones.

Five minutes later.

Footsteps kicked up clouds of dust.

Dozens of female prisoners, each clutching a stone, ran frantically across the square with mournful faces.

No more needed, just three laps and the female prisoners were drenched in sweat, their breathing becoming rapid and heavy.

Beside him, in the shade provided by the eaves, Lu Jing stood with his arms crossed, watching the female prisoners run, occasionally scolding and reminding those who had fallen behind to catch up.

Holding a rock in your arms prevents you from swinging your arms, which can definitely affect your running form and endurance.

But there was no other way; without a backpack or tactical vest, the only option was to carry the heavy stone in my arms.

Lu Jing rubbed his chin, staring at the various men's clothes worn by the girls.

We need to find a way to get them some new clothes. We can't let them keep wearing these clothes. They're not only ugly, but they're also not durable or form-fitting, which interferes with their training.

But where can we find one in these deep mountains and forests?

There's not enough time to raise silkworms, process cotton, spin thread, and weave cloth.

Ok……

Lu Jing vigorously rubbed his chin.

I might still have to go back to Anping County.

And the family heirloom that Liu Zhezhi mentioned is still there; wasn't it said that it contained a treasure "not worth trading for even the throne"...?

I'm thinking about it.

A female prisoner in front tripped and fell flat on her back, which triggered a chain reaction, knocking down four or five other female prisoners behind her.

The girls who had fallen took the opportunity to lie down and rest, panting heavily.

Such a petty trick was seen through by Lu Jing in an instant.

"Get up, all of you!"

Lu Jing's reprimand was like a thunderclap, causing the female prisoner who had fallen to the ground to spring up as if electrocuted. She sighed and continued running.

Running around aimlessly is so boring.

Lu Jing, leisurely and carefree, found a bamboo chair, crossed his legs, and sat down, occasionally "stimulating" the female prisoners.