Over the next several days, just as some of the players had predicted, that terrifying new instructor—the Sergeant Major, Gao Mulan—really did not treat them like people. She probably did not even treat them like greenskins. Beatings and scoldings were the least of it; if she did not like the look of someone, beating them to death was practically routine!
The key was that the players could not beat her even when they fought back. Several times, whole groups had rushed her together, only to be slaughtered until corpses littered the ground. Whether a whole group challenged her alone or she challenged the whole group alone, the outcome was always the same.
After just a few days, each of them had dug a hole and buried their own corpse at least seven or eight times on average!
Yes, it was not enough that she casually beat and killed them—she even made them clean up after themselves, dig their own graves, and bury themselves?
Fortunately, they were greenskin Orc players who were not afraid of death and could revive immediately after dying. If they had been ordinary greenskin Orcs or regular human recruits, training the way she did, probably fewer than a handful would remain out of ten thousand.
But regardless, after several days, the training results were immediate and remarkable!
Not only had the greenskin players learned plenty of life-or-death moves and greatly improved their fighting ability, their discipline and obedience had also risen by several levels. They no longer had that slovenly veteran-soldier attitude of obeying only on the surface while resisting in their hearts.
And that was hardly surprising!
After all, anyone who had tried countless times—even restoring their levels as a group before joining forces—only to have a hundred people face one opponent, holding absolute advantages in