[69 Book Bar - www.] The Mo family's family trial has developed to this day and has already become a form for young men from other aristocratic families to join the army. Anyone who participates in the trial will be rewarded based on their different trial results and
If you have good connections, you can get a pretty good position in the military. Of course, it is also an opportunity for the guards who accompany the sons of these aristocratic families. These guards have either been dismissed by the military or are veterans, but
After participating in the trial, if they perform well, they will have the opportunity to return to the army. Of course, they can also continue to stay with their master as guards.
However, there are as many as 120 young men from aristocratic families participating in this trial, which is two or three times as many as before. However, it is impossible for the military to have so many vacancies, so this trial competition is doomed.
Unprecedentedly big.
They said goodbye to their families one after another, and more than a hundred teams left vigorously from the south gate of Tianfeng City, aiming directly at the southern border. It can be said that the scene was magnificent and majestic.
At the front was a 100-man light cavalry team clearing the way, behind was a 500-man light cavalry team holding down the formation, and in the middle were teams of young men from various aristocratic families.
Among these teams, most of the young men from aristocratic families chose to ride in carriages, and the guards were equipped with horses. A few young men from aristocratic families chose to ride horses with the guards. However, Mo Xingheng's team was all on foot.
And he was still running all the way.
Under Mo Xingheng's control, the speed was neither fast nor slow. Compared with those who hurried on horseback, they would definitely not be able to catch up, but compared with those who were just watching the scenery, it was several times faster.
Moreover, along the way, under the leadership of Mo Xingheng, everyone kept shouting slogans "One, two, one," "One, two, three, four!" even if they didn't want to attract others' attention.
Seeing this formation, countless young men from aristocratic families laughed and despised him.
"Fuck, what does this loser want to do? Does he really want to run to southern Xinjiang like this?"
"Hmph, trash is trash. Do you think you can get good results by sharpening your skills in battle? How naive."
"I suggest that everyone follow them and see how long this useless idiot can last. What do you think?"
"good!"
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So a group of young men followed closely behind Mo Xingheng and others, waiting to watch the show.
Li Qiyuan also abandoned the carriage and rode on a war horse. He said to the dull young man beside him: "Follow them and deal with them when they can't run anymore."
The dull young man did not speak, but nodded quietly, but there was a look of disdain in his eyes.
Mo Xingheng didn't care about other people's opinions at all, and kept running forward with everyone. Except for Xiao Dongzi, these people had all gone through his twenty days of hell-like special training, and their physical fitness had already been greatly improved.
After running for two hours, he started to pant. But due to his physical condition, Xiao Dongzi was already out of breath when he persisted in running for half an hour, but he kept persisting until he finally regained his strength after an hour of persistence.
Completely overdrawn and fainted.
Mo Xingheng kept paying attention to him until he fainted, then he took out a small bottle of Yin-Yang Spiritual Spring and drank it for him. After drinking the Yin-Yang Spiritual Spring, Xiao Dongzi's physical strength was completely restored in an instant, and he was as powerful as a dragon and a tiger.
The more I ran, the more I felt an unused energy in my body.
After the entire team persisted for four hours, their physical strength was completely exhausted. Everyone's face was as pale as paper. They could only exhale but not inhale. Some even fell to the ground and could not get up again.
At this time, Mo Xingheng gave each of them a bottle of Yin Yang Spirit Spring, and then continued.
The one hundred light cavalry who opened the way just thought it was fun at first, so they kept maintaining a speed similar to that of Mo Xingheng and others. One hour, two hours, three hours, five hours, even these horsemen felt that
It was extremely tiring, and Mo Xingheng's entire team still insisted on trotting at a constant speed. Even during the whole process, the team never dispersed for even half a minute. This surprised these battle-hardened veterans and also felt that
They were a little ashamed. But at the same time, it also aroused their competitive spirit. If riding a horse is not as good as walking, then it will be really humiliating.
So under the command of the cavalry captain, as long as Mo Xingheng and others did not stop, they kept running.
As for those young men who wanted to see Mo Xingheng's jokes, they were already dumped without a trace after two or three hours of persistence.
It wasn't until it was already past the time to set up camp and have dinner, and a general who was holding the line at the back didn't see the team leading the way camping at the predetermined location, that he sent a cavalry horse to catch up and ask what was going on. Only then did the team leader who was clearing the way gasp.
He was angry and said to Mo Xingheng with a depressed look on his face: "Young master, we can't run away anymore. We have already passed the time and place for dinner, and we must set up camp for dinner."
Mo Xingheng nodded and asked his team to stop. Looking at the captain who turned pale from exhaustion, Mo Xingheng asked, "What's your name? It's pretty good."
The captain was a little flattered. They were all soldiers led by Mo Zhantian, and their respect and admiration for Mo Zhantian was unquestionable. Although he had always heard rumors that the son of the commander he respected was a loser, but
After seven or eight hours of rushing along the way, they went from disdain for Mo Xingheng and others at the beginning, to silent comparisons, to surprise later, and then respect!
This is a world where the strong are respected. Not only are they veterans and ruffians, but they are also riding war horses and cannot keep up with others on foot. This gap in strength has caused them to change their views on Young Master Mo to their core, and even more from the bottom of their hearts.
There is a belief in respect.
The cavalry captain replied with some embarrassment: "Young Master Cheng Kaifeng makes the eldest young master laugh. Even if we are riding horses, we can't keep up with you on foot. It's really..."
Mo Xingheng panted slightly and smiled and said: "Well, that's good. What you are lacking now is your own training. If you insist on exercising every day until your physical strength is exhausted, in two or three months, your physique will be stronger than it is now.
One or two times.”
Do you insist on exercising every day until you are exhausted?
Cheng Kaifeng and the one hundred light cavalry behind him took a deep breath, and finally understood why they couldn't outrun others on horseback.
It turns out that the eldest young master and others have been insisting on this kind of training. No wonder they are so strong!
It is true that the physical strength of Li Chengfeng and others is better than that of these cavalry. First, they were Mo Zhantian's guards in front of the tent. Their own strength is much stronger than these ordinary soldiers. Furthermore, they are now so powerful that Mo Dashao is like hell.
After twenty days of training, the progress in strength is not comparable to that of these people. But running for seven or eight hours at a stretch does not require special physical strength. If it were not for Mo Xingheng's Yin-Yang Spiritual Spring, they would have been
I was lying on the ground unable to get up.
This place was far away from human habitation. The cavalry chose a wide place to set up their tents and lit bonfires one after another. However, the food and grass were behind where the troops were holding down the formation, so they had to wait for the troops to come.
Mo Xingheng let everyone rest for a while and then arranged for them to start practicing. He didn't want to waste even a quarter of an hour.
As for Xiao Dongzi, Mo Xingheng gave him a bottle of Yin-Yang Spirit Spring before, and after several hours of jogging, the spiritual power of Yin-Yang Spirit Spring had already been dissolved into his meridians and improved his physique. Mo Xingheng
Xing Heng didn't have any better Xuan Gong techniques for him, so he taught him a set of Nei Kung techniques he had practiced in his previous life and let him practice it on his own.
After arranging everyone, Mo Xingheng began to practice the Creation Sutra on his own. Ever since he knew that his destiny was in the hands of others, Mo Xingheng vowed to reverse his destiny. To reverse his destiny, of course, he needed strength. Not only did his own strength exceed
To be strong, he also needs to cultivate a group of capable assistants, so although Li Chengfeng and others have average qualifications, they are loyal to him from the bottom of their hearts, so he must train them no matter what.
Because he knows how powerful and terrifying his enemies are, he needs a strong team, and he must improve himself and this team's strength all the time.