Chapter Thirteen Marin, Chief Instructor of the Forbidden Army
"You have joined the camp and joined the army. Some of you have been in the army for two months, and some have been there for half a month. How are you? Are you still used to life in the army?"
"Habit." Everyone said in unison.
Zhao Mingcheng was surprised. Did these people hold a small meeting in advance behind his back?
Marin smiled when he saw it.
"Our Forbidden Army has always been the most powerful army in the DPRK. You must remember this clearly. So even if you leave the military camp in the future, you must think twice before doing anything, and always remember not to embarrass our Forbidden Army. Do you understand?"
Zhao Mingcheng hurriedly said, "Yes!"
Then a wave of voices broke out, "Listen to the chief coach in everything!"
Chen Shaonian bumped Zhao Mingcheng's elbow and whispered, "What's wrong with you? If you don't know how to shout, don't shout."
Zhao Mingcheng frowned.
Now that the polite words are over, it’s time to get down to business.
"I have called you here today to divide you into camps. I know that you say good things and listen to what I say, but in fact you don't like my style. But I want to tell you, if you can't see
If you want to get used to me, you are right. Because I really have no ability."
As soon as these words came out, some people in the crowd couldn't help laughing.
With a look from Marin, the Imperial Guards surrounding them immediately came up and picked out a few of them, pushed them down on stools and beat them up.
"If any of you dissatisfied with me, you can come up and challenge me. Whoever can knock the gun out of my hand will be made the leader."
Dutou, that is a high official.
There are many soldiers in a capital. Each "horse army" has a gunner and a flag-bearer, a total of thirteen people, and more than eighty of them are also archers; each infantry army has eight swordsmen and one gunner.
Of the sixteen people, more than seventy of them were trained as crossbowmen and shared bows. The crossbowmen did not learn to use spears or swords, although they each carried a sword, so they were not taught in Yuan Dynasty.
Being the head of the department means that you are in charge of 200 people. And they are all people from all walks of life. In combat, this is the most basic combat unit.
After everyone listened, naturally some people were moved.
Everyone was talking about it.
Only Zhao Mingcheng remained silent, with no joy on his face and even a bit of vigilance.
Chen Zhiang was eager to give it a try and thought about punching up. He said to his brother Zhao Mingcheng and others who were in the same camp as him, "I'll try it and see if I come back with the jackpot."
After hearing this, Xu Yitian quickly smiled and said, "Good brother, if you win, don't forget me."
"Brother, don't worry."
Zhao Mingcheng listened, but stepped on his foot.
Chen Zhiang looked at Zhao Mingcheng at first, but Zhao Mingcheng was still stepping on my foot deliberately. Chen Zhiang was eager to take credit and couldn't help but open his fist, "Brother Zhao, you stepped on my foot."
Zhao Mingcheng raised his foot, and when Chen Zhiang was about to leave, he quickly tripped Chen Zhiang with his left foot.
This was great, Chen Zhiang fell off his horse and got a mouthful of dirt.
By this time, someone had already entered the arena.
Chen Zhiang stood up and saw that a tall and strong man had already climbed up. He was very angry.
"Zhao Mingcheng, what are you doing?"
"You're welcome." Zhao Mingcheng said, clasping his fists with both hands, and retreated to Chen Shaonian.
Chen Shaonian saw it clearly. He pulled Chen Zhiang and said, "If anything happens, go back to your barracks and tell me. Don't embarrass yourself outside."
When Xu Yitian met, he was also disgusted with Zhao Mingcheng's attitude and behavior. The same was true for everyone else.
Everyone felt that Zhao Mingcheng was jealous of Chen Zhiang and was afraid that he would take the lead.
Wait until the recruits have calmed down.
The soldiers who were marching out had already formed their formation, and the chief instructor, Marin, also took off his armor and stood opposite him with a spear in hand.
"You can choose these weapons. As long as you can shoot down my gun, I will make them for you."
The soldier's waist was five feet tall, his head was half as big as an ordinary person's, and his legs and arms were thick and powerful.
Zhao Mingcheng looked at him and saw that this man looked like a sumo wrestler. If he was really a sumo wrestler, his body should also be very flexible.
After three rounds, this soldier hit many people in the face. He was extremely flexible.
When Marin made a move, he actually dodged all of them.
But what he chose was the one that least matched his body, the mace.
To others, the mace is a very powerful weapon. But for his size, the mace seems a bit short.
He held the mace and with a little force, Marin's armor was broken.
Zhao Mingcheng looked at this scene with worry in his eyes.
Marin held the gun and fired hard, focusing on sumo-style kicks. The sumo wrestlers had nowhere to put their feet.
In order to do the job, the sumo wrestler finally fought hard. Instead of using a mace, he passed under Marin's arm with his waist, pinched Marin's ankles, and then carried a chicken like a chicken.
In the same way, Marin was lifted up.
Then the sumo wrestler easily took out the gun in Marin's hand and held it high for everyone to see.
"He Yaotian is mighty!"
"He Yaotian is mighty!"
The troops burst into cheers.
Zhao Mingcheng couldn't laugh.
When Marin was put down, his face was gloomy and he had to force a smile.
"Today I will do what I say, and I will make you the capital."
The strong man named He Yaotian lowered his head and bowed, "Thank you, Mr. Coach."
When Chen Zhiang saw this, he waved his fist again and wanted to go on stage. He found that the head coach had no strength at all and was very weak. He also wanted to take the lead.
When Zhao Mingcheng saw it, his heart felt clogged.
This time, he wanted to stop him, but Chen Zhiang seemed to have been prepared for it. He had been staring at him eagerly all morning. Zhao Mingcheng had no choice.
I don't know what happened, but a large group of dark clouds suddenly floated in the sky. They were so dense that it looked like it was going to rain.
Marin originally wanted to pick another weakling to win back the victory, but he lost a lot of face today.
Zhao Mingcheng suddenly shouted, "It's going to rain, go home and collect your clothes!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Marin looked up again and saw dark clouds in the sky.
Several lines of rain had already fallen from the sky, and Marin said, "We will continue to gather tomorrow. Then you will continue to challenge me if you have the courage."
The team suddenly dispersed like birds and beasts, like sheep herding.
Chen Shaonian led his recruits away. As soon as he returned to the barracks, Chen Zhiang punched Zhao Mingcheng.
"stop!"
Xu Tiantian shouted, "Teacher Chen, you have to be reasonable. It was Zhao Mingcheng who was clearly at fault in the first place. He was the one who caused trouble to prevent Chen Zhiang from taking office."
"Is this really true? I think you are all too young. You will know what is going on tomorrow. Whoever dares to touch Zhao Mingcheng will be carried away by me."
Seeing Chen Shaonian shielding Zhao Mingcheng, everyone could only disperse angrily.
At night, Xu Yitian went out to get up for the night, and saw someone holding a torch on the horse farm in the distance, and there was the sound of horse hooves.
Xu Yitian did something good and immediately called everyone to come and see.
Zhao Mingcheng was reading words on the wall, and Xu Yitian glared at him.
"We don't welcome people named Zhao to come with me to see it." This chapter has been completed!