Wu Nian stood for a long time and had to admit it.

Rights are toxic.

Although it was not his original intention to lead the army and commander, when he truly grasped power, a feeling of floating arises naturally.

"Hu." Wu Nian took a deep breath, then vomited all of them. He put away his unnecessary emotions, raised his head, opened his mouth and made a loud sound.

"Today. I'll make the decision..."

Wu Nian used his loud voice, or the general's voice, not the official's voice, to tell the soldiers all what he said to the officials.

The soldiers immediately became turbulent, then raised their arms and cheered: "Master General Banner."

"Master General Banner."

The sound of overwhelming mountains and seas swept across the entire hundred houses like a storm. The ordinary military households in Beishan Fort had to put down their work and looked up at the direction of the military camp. They were full of question marks.

What's wrong with this?

The soldiers are grateful in their hearts.

In the past, officials did not use soldiers as soldiers, but were used as slaves. All the good things were given to their own family soldiers, allowing them to farm and repair houses.

After Wu Nian took power, he gave military households wages.

Almost every soldier present received the favor from Wu Nian.

Wu Nian paid a lot of food and salary, and the soldiers became rich and more than enough to support their families.

Now Wu Nian treats all the same, letting his family soldiers compete with his soldiers on the same stage, and whoever is stronger will take the armor and use the horse spear.

Especially when you go to the battlefield, the difference between wearing a battle jacket and wearing an armor is too big. It is a powerful tool to save your life.

How can this prevent the flames in the soldiers from burning vigorously and burning hotly?

The soldiers were ready to beat their hands, gritting their teeth and trying to win, put on armor, and even use horse lances.

Under the platform.

Twelve teams.

Tie Niu was standing in Zhang Sheng's team. After hearing Wu Nian's words, his heart was filled with silence.

"Oh no. My injury has not healed yet, so I can't beat running. I also want to use the horse lance."

He is a good soldier and a potential soldier.

Seeing Zhang Jin riding on the horse spear, he was also moved. It would be fine if he didn't have a chance, but now he has a chance.

This can be seen and cannot be touched, so sad.

After Wu Nian finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the iron niu, then smiled and got off the stage, took out a horse spear from the box, then raised his arms and threw it to the iron niu.

Wu Nian smiled and said, "Brother. Starting from tomorrow, you will follow me and win the game, learn from Brother Zhang."

"I will also equip you with war horses."

Happiness came too quickly, Tie Niu was stunned for a moment, but subconsciously caught the horse lance. The horse lance weighing dozens of kilograms was thrown up by Wu Nian and he steadily caught.

This is capital.

"Thank you, Lord General Qi." Tie Niu was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked.

What a good brother.

The other soldiers also knew Tieniu's abilities, and even knew that Wu Nian, Tieniu, Zhang Sheng, Wang Gui and Li Yong were good brothers who had suffered hardships together.

The iron ox got the horse spear, and Zhang Sheng became the agent small flag. Wang Gui had a high status in the army. Li Yong now retreated from the army, but he was in charge of logistics and repairing the city walls, and became a big shot in Beishan Fort.

Lord Zongqi is nostalgic.

While they were envious, they were not only not jealous, but were instead excited. Under the command of the General Banner, we would have a day to stand out.

And now is an opportunity.

Wu Nian raised his head and looked at Zhang Jin, saying, "Brother, come and organize them to run. Select twenty people first."

After saying that, Wu Nian held the hilt of the knife and went back to his platform.

"Yes." Zhang Jin responded respectfully and immediately organized personnel. Soon after, more than one hundred people started running.

There are no rules and no end points when running around the school ground.

After running to quit the competition, the remaining twenty people will be strong.

Wu Nian was wearing armor, holding a knife, and his body was upright, like a javelin. Now it was hot, and he quickly became sweaty in his armor, but his face did not change at all, and his posture did not deform at all.

He stood with Bingding.

Wu Nian has always liked running, which can exercise the physical fitness of soldiers.

Running can also select the best physical fitness among soldiers.

Physical energy, that is, physical strength.

Only those who are strong and have extraordinary strength can wear armor weighing dozens of kilograms, and step as fast as flying, and use a knife to chop people.

"Sir." Tieniu was a good brother. He took a sheepskin water bag and handed it to Wu Nian.

Wu Nian turned his head and smiled at him, reached out to take the water bag, and took a few sips into his mouth.

The soldiers selected by Wu Nian are all strong people. However, the strong ones have their own strength, and soon the stronger ones will be eliminated.

Twenty people were selected.

Wu Nian finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked Tieniu to help him untie the armor and stop pretending, otherwise he would have heatstroke.

He walked off the stage, came to the flat ground, and sat on the Taishi chair. He asked someone to draw a circle of appropriate size on the school ground. Then he looked up at the twenty particularly strong and burly soldiers and said in a deep voice: "Martial competition is a fight."

"But there are rules, you cannot attack fragile parts such as eyes and lower bodies."

"Exit the circle and lose."

"I have the right to make a decision when one side clearly has no chance of winning but does not admit defeat."

"Did you understand everything?"

In the last sentence, Wu Nian raised his head and asked loudly. His eyebrows were filled with imposing majesty, and his eyes were bright.

"I understand."

The twenty soldiers immediately raised their chests and replied neatly.

Immediately, Wu Nian asked someone to take pens, ink and paper, and used lots to divide the people into two groups to compete.

Those who can pass the first round can wear armor.

There is a certain component of luck.

But if you want to win the championship and pick up the horse lance, you must be the strongest person.

Wu Nian and Zhang Jin were the referees. Under Zhang Jin's organization, the soldiers came on the field one after another, all of whom used their strength to compete for armor.

But there will always be ten people who will end up in disgrace.

As the sun continued to move westward, ten stronger ones finally competed. After a competition, the strongest ones were also released.

Wu Nian sat on the Grand Master's chair and looked at the person standing in front of him.

He was very young, only twenty-three years old. But his beard was thick and long, and he looked older than his age. His height was only average, but he was very big.

The arms are as thick as the thighs of an ordinary woman.

His name is Liu Wu.

The martial arts of force.

Liu Wu stood in front of Wu Nian, lowered his head slightly, showing a complex expression of respect and excitement. He knew what this meant.

He is also a good soldier, but he has never had the chance to stand out. Now that General Wu is in charge of major affairs, he has obtained war horses, horse spears, and armor. As long as he follows General Wu, he can reach the top.

There were two people standing on the left and right of Wu Nian, one was Zhang Jin, and a horse spear was standing on his right hand, which was majestic. The iron cow was holding a big wine bowl in his hand, and the bowl was filled with good wine.

Wu Nian stood up, took the wine bowl from Tienniu, came to Liu Wu, handed it over, and said, "After drinking this bowl of wine, we are brothers."

Liu Wu's excitement reached its peak, and his adrenaline soared.

"Yes." He took the wine bowl happily and generously, raised his head and drank it all. Wu Nian took back the empty bowl, then took the horse spear from Zhang Jin's hand, handed it to Liu Wu, and said, "It belongs to you now."

"Thank you, Lord General Banner."

In full view of everyone, Liu Wu took a deep breath, knelt down on one knee at Wu Nian with a horse spear, respectfully and obediently.

Zhang Jintou looked at him with appreciation. This was a good soldier.
Chapter completed!