Chapter Ten This Is Also Called Military Training Month
Zhao Mingcheng stared at the roof and watched the millet bugs biting the beams, leaving circles of marks. He turned around and looked at Xu Yitian again. This boy had stolen something and was fetching water for himself very diligently.
"Brother Defu, the water is ready, you wash first."
Zhao Mingcheng frowned, "What are you doing?"
"You lost your family heirloom, shouldn't I comfort you? From now on, in this military camp, we will still depend on each other."
"Heirloom? What heirloom?"
"That sword!"
"Look at what you said, if I had a real sword, would I still be guilty of throwing myself into a military camp?"
"What you said, is it still a piece of scrap metal?"
"It's just a piece of scrap metal, I'm just fooling you."
Xu Yitian was so angry that his teeth itched and he stamped his feet on the spot.
Zhao Mingcheng saw it and was even more certain.
Xu Yitian's face turned pale, was it true? I wouldn't have stolen a handful of worthless things, would I?
The four big men next to them were watching with amusement. The toughest one at the head was named Chen Zhiang. His waist was thinner than his own, but he had a bigger frame.
"What happened one day, little brother? It's not like you lost your sword. Why are you so angry?"
These four men had long heard Xu Yitian's bad words about them. They thought that Zhao Mingcheng would come to settle accounts with them, but to their surprise, he was not provoked by Xu Yitian.
It's okay for Zhao Mingcheng not to look at people. When he looks at people, he looks at them from head to toe like a prisoner.
What can I do with this body, this frame, and being so skinny? She’s so skinny that she can fit in.
In ancient times, the so-called elites should not have at least a waist as thick as a willow tree, and could kill a cow with one punch of their arm?
In the age of cold weapons, the physical strength of soldiers was a very important factor.
Zhao Mingcheng felt inexplicably angry.
When it was time to arrive, Chen Shaonian called the six of them over and took them around the school grounds.
There are no extra facilities on the school grounds, they are all fences.
Xu Yitian talked a lot, "Teacher Chen, what are these fences for?"
"A place for training your riding skills."
Chen Zhiang raised his eyes and looked around, "But there are no horses here?"
Chen Shaonian said with a smile, "When you join the Forbidden Army, are you here to make a living or to fight? It would be nice to show you the fence and let you know what the training is about."
After everyone heard this, they all touched their heads and laughed, "For food."
"For food."
"That's it."
Chen Shaonian then explained to them with great satisfaction, "Sometimes, if you know too much, you will die quickly; if you know too much, you will be hated by others. Remember my words, when you enter the palace, you will all be there."
Serve in the palace, then you will know that what I said today is actually a wise saying."
"Yes Yes Yes."
Zhao Mingcheng followed at the end, and followed Chen Shaonian to see the so-called school field - a piece of flat land, and then went to the Wutang, where the art of war and equipment were originally taught, but the supervisors were not there.
Zhao Mingcheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw that these weapons were rusty.
Is it this Song Dynasty, not the Song Dynasty in history...
Just when Zhao Mingcheng was wondering if there were only a few of them among the new recruits, he finally saw an army and a war horse.
The general at the head is the chief instructor here, his surname is Ma and his name is Lin.
He was rather tall, unshaven, and his armor gleamed in the sunlight.
Zhao Mingcheng thought, he was the one who laughed and scolded the beauties yesterday.
Now he was followed by a group of soldiers, a hundred people in total. Each of them had a spear in his hand, and the silver spearhead with red tassels was shining in the sun.
Zhao Mingcheng looked at it and smiled. This is right.
"Are these people new recruits too?"
"They are the coach's bodyguards."
"In such a big military camp, are there just a few of us recruits?"
"Recruits. I haven't received any recruits for a month. I had a bad luck yesterday and took in six of you at once. I can train you specifically."
Before Zhao Mingcheng could recover, the head coach Ma Lin's men suddenly went outside to pick up a carriage, which contained geishas.
Soon there was a whistle and the girls started dancing in the tent.
Zhao Mingcheng frowned, this is the strongest army in this dynasty?
What about the promised military discipline that is unparalleled in the world and invincible?
Second brother, are you lying to me?
When registering yesterday, Zhao Mingcheng discovered many problems with the Forbidden Army. The process of recruiting soldiers was so haphazard. They didn't even check their household registration information. They only reported their names after filling in their names.
In the training camp, there is no armament that should be available. How on earth did this happen?
Either the second brother lied to himself, and the Forbidden Army is not the most powerful army at all.
Either the second brother is not lying to himself, this is the end of the Song Dynasty, and with the quality of the army, once the northern Mongolian cavalry goes south, their dreams will be shattered.
In the days when he first arrived, Chen Shaonian treated them as soldiers, but it was different after that.
Chen Shaonian took them to the fields to pick beans, build scarecrows, and weed.
Only then did Zhao Mingcheng see other camps. They were not the only recruits, but most of them were sent to do farm work.
Zhao Mingcheng thought that he was probably deceived. This place was the Forbidden Army's gang leader camp.
He wants to enter the palace and become the emperor's guard, but that's still a long way off.
It's a pity that he lost both money.
He looked up at the scorching sun and thought that this was not going to work. Talents like Zhao Mingcheng were not born to farm for other people. Besides, even if he farmed, he would farm for his own family and go to the military camp to farm. This is not the case.
Are you being stupid?
But he also thinks that after March, he will get a large sum of money, and then he will not be able to do whatever he wants.
If we go back now, we will be trying to draw water from a bamboo basket in vain.
On the fifth day, Xu Yitian couldn't hold it in any longer. He had never stolen anything before and still kept it by his side for so long. Moreover, this was a military camp, so it was too uncomfortable.
Moreover, Zhao Mingcheng is really a good person. He is so simple that he is not angry even after losing his family heirloom. He has not even suspected himself until now.
Unable to withstand the torment in his heart, Xu Yitian finally decided to return the scrap metal to Zhao Mingcheng, just to give himself peace of mind.
He also has principles for being a thief. It is unkind to steal to get rich.
So in the afternoon when he was looking for an excuse to pee, he dug out the sword again.
Zhao Mingcheng pretended to be surprised and grateful at the same time.
Xu Tiantian has a simple heart. He is grateful to Zhao Mingcheng, so he thinks of Zhao Mingcheng as the most innocent person and wants to take care of him wholeheartedly.
Zhao Mingcheng thought, this person can still be saved...
This is the Song Dynasty, and its army seems to be hopeless. This chapter has been completed!