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

Entitlement is poisonous.

Although leading the army was not his original intention, when he truly took control of the power, he felt a sense of elation.

"Huh." Wu Nian took a deep breath, then let it all out. He put away his unnecessary emotions, raised his head, opened his mouth and let out a loud voice.

"Today, I make the decision..."

Wu Nian used his loud voice, which could also be said to be the voice of a general rather than the voice of an official, to tell the soldiers everything he had just said to the officials.

The soldiers suddenly became commotion, and then they raised their arms and cheered: "Master General Banner."

"Lord General Banner."

The overwhelming sound, like a storm, swept through the entire hundred households. The ordinary military households in Beishan Fort had to put down their work and looked up in the direction of the military camp. They were full of questions.

What's going on?

The soldiers were grateful in their hearts.

In the past, those who were officials did not use those who were soldiers as soldiers, but as domestic slaves. The good ones were given to their own soldiers to farm fields and build houses.

After Wu Nian came to power, he paid wages to military households.

Almost every household among the soldiers present had received favor from Wu Nian.

Wu Nian was given ample food and salary, and the soldiers began to become rich, which was more than enough to support their families.

Now Wu Nian treats everyone equally and lets his family soldiers compete with soldiers on the same stage. Whoever is stronger will take the armor, making the horse proud.

Especially armor. When you go to the battlefield, there is a huge difference between wearing a jacket and wearing armor. It is a life-saving weapon.

How can this not make the fire in the hearts of the soldiers burn vigorously and hotly?

The soldiers were gearing up and gnashing their teeth to win, put on armor, and even make horses.

Under the stage.

Twelve troops.

Tieniu was on Zhang Sheng's team. After hearing Wu Nian's words, his heart was filled with chills.

"Oops. My injury hasn't healed yet, so I can't win by running. I also want to win the race."

He is a good soldier and a good soldier with potential.

When he saw Zhang Jin holding a horse and galloping, his heart was moved. It would be fine if there was no chance, but now there is a chance.

This can be seen but cannot be touched, how sad it is.

After Wu Nian finished speaking, he lowered his head and glanced at Tieniu, then got off the stage with a smile, took out a horse stick from the box, and then threw it to Tieniu.

Wu Nian smiled and said: "Brother, starting from tomorrow, you will follow me and the winner will learn horse racing with Brother Zhang."

"I will equip you with additional war horses."

Happiness came so fast that Tieniu was stunned for a moment, but he subconsciously caught the horse. The horse, which weighed several dozen kilograms, was thrown up by Wu Nian and he caught it steadily.

This is capital.

"Thank you, Mr. General Banner." Tieniu was overjoyed and thanked him quickly.

What a good brother.

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

Tieniu won the horse, Zhang Sheng became the agent of Xiaoqi, Wang Gui had a high status in the army, and Li Yong has now retired from the army, but he is still in charge of logistics and repairing the city wall, and has become a big shot in Beishan Fort.

Mr. General Banner is nostalgic for the past.

Although they were envious, not only were they not jealous, but they were overjoyed. Under the command of the General Banner, we will also have a future.

And now is an opportunity.

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

After finishing speaking, Wu Nian held on to the handle of the knife and returned to his high platform.

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

Running around the school field has no rules and no end point.

When you run out and retire, the remaining twenty people will be the strong ones.

Wu Nian was wearing armor, holding his sword, and his body was straight and straight, like a javelin. Now that the weather was hot, he quickly became sweaty while wearing armor, but his face did not change at all, and his posture did not deform at all.

He stood with the soldiers.

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

And by running, you can also select the person with the best physical fitness among the soldiers.

Physical fitness, that is, physical strength.

Only those who are strong and have extraordinary physical strength can wear armor weighing dozens of kilograms, walk with flying speed, and kill people with a knife.

"Sir." Tie Niu was a good brother. He went up to the stage with 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 drank a few sips.

The soldiers selected by Wu Nian were all strong men. But among the strong, there were strong men, and the stronger ones soon eliminated the stronger ones.

Twenty people have been selected.

Wu Nian finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked Tieniu to help him untie his armor. He stopped pretending, otherwise he would suffer from heat stroke.

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

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"However, there are rules. You cannot attack vulnerable parts such as the eyes and lower body."

"Out of the circle loses."

"When one party clearly has no chance of winning but refuses to admit defeat, I have the right to rule."

"Do you understand everything?"

At the last word, Wu Nian raised his head and asked loudly. His brows were full of compelling majesty and his eyes were bright.

"I understand."

The twenty soldiers immediately puffed up their chests and answered uniformly.

Immediately, Wu Nian asked people to bring pens, ink and paper, and divided the people into two groups by drawing lots for a competition.

Those who can pass the first round can wear the armor.

There is a certain element of luck.

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

Wu Nian and Zhang Jin were the referees. Under Zhang Jin's organization, the soldiers came on stage one after another, all trying their best to fight for the armor.

But there are always ten people who will end sadly.

As the sun continued to move westward, ten stronger ones finally competed. And after some competition, the strongest one was also revealed.

Wu Nian sat on the Taishi chair and looked at the person standing in front of him.

He is very young, only twenty-three years old. But his beard is thick and long, making him look older than his age. He can only be considered average in height, but he is very big.

The arms are as thick as the thighs of ordinary women.

His name is Liu Wu.

The martial arts of force.

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

He is also a good soldier, but he has never had a chance to stand out. But now that Wu Zongqi is in charge of important affairs, he has a war horse, a horse, and armor. As long as he follows Wu Zongqi closely, he can rise to the top.

There are two people standing on the left and right of Wu Nian, one is Zhang Jin, with a horse-stem in his right hand, majestic. The other is Tie Niu, holding a large wine bowl in his hand, filled with good wine.

Wu Nian stood up, took the wine bowl from Tieniu's hand, came to Liu Wu, handed it over, and said: "After drinking this bowl of wine, we will be brothers."

The excitement in Liu Wu's heart reached its peak, and his adrenaline surged.

"Yes." He happily took the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Wu Nian took back the empty bowl, then took the horse in Zhang Jin's hand, handed it to Liu Wu personally, and said, "It's

It's yours now."

"Thank you, Mr. General Banner."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Liu Wu took a deep breath, knelt down on one knee to Wu Nian with his horse in his hand, and said respectfully and submissively.

Zhang Jin cast an appreciative look, he is a good soldier.

Tieniu grinned broadly and was a good brother again.


Chapter completed!