Faced with Bieshu Feifan's overwhelming strength, Mei Gua Gaowan no longer stepped forward to challenge him.
The other jōnin had no objections either.
Even if Bieshu Feifan had no command experience, his sheer strength was there for all to see. At the very least, he would not lose.
Before long, Mimura Hamaki assembled five hundred men and placed them under Bieshu Feifan's command.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Bieshu Feifan did not lead those five hundred straight to the battlefield. Instead, he chose a large open space.
"Attention! At ease!"
"Right turn!"
"Left turn!"
Bieshu Feifan was putting them through military drills.
This was not some twisted amusement of Bieshu Feifan's. Rather, for an army,
military drills were the easiest way to get everyone to obey orders without hesitation.
As long as they drilled well, he could at least ensure that the rank-and-file shinobi would roughly follow orders.
Military drills were really about training discipline and obedience.
This time, although there were five hundred people,
with the core of over sixty men he had already drilled, along with the supplies Bieshu Feifan had distributed recently, the training presented no major problems.
The biggest problem was that the vast majority of these shinobi still could not tell left from right.
Fortunately, with that core of over sixty men, it took Bieshu Feifan less than a day to finally obtain an army that could just about distinguish a left turn from a right turn.
Bieshu Feifan stood on the platform,
looking at the dozen or so jōnin on either side and the neat square formation of five hundred below, and felt satisfied.
Bieshu Feifan raised his right hand.
"From now on, I, Bieshu Feifan, am your direct commander.
And what you need to do is obey military orders."
Quite a few people hurriedly