On the campus of Anqing Wei University, the sun is shining brightly above our heads. Although we are close to the river, we can't feel the coolness of the river breeze. The hot and humid summer is here.
There were cicadas chirping all around, making it even more disturbing.
Wu Tachai blinked his eyes hard several times, and through the movement of his eyelids, a drop of sweat sliding down his forehead slightly changed its trajectory and flowed down the bridge of his nose.
But there is still more sweat on the forehead, and the white short coat on the body is completely soaked. After the three-mile morning run, there is half an hour of spear training. The spear is shot six times a day, and each shot is fifty pokes. Five shots is
A straw man is a wooden man.
I had to poke three times in the morning, which made my arms sore and sore.
After the lance practice, I drank water and rested for a while. It was another chaotic queue training. Only those who passed the queue could rest for a quarter of an hour.
Unsurprisingly, all six teams did not get a break and turned into a quarter of an hour of standing training. This kind of training that was very boring before was now the most relaxing.
It's only the morning, but Ng Tak Choi is already feeling a little exhausted.
In the first few days after arriving at the university campus, Wu Tac Choi was still a little excited.
Anqingwei's palm commander cleared the school grounds in just two days. There was a row of shops near the street in the south. I heard that Pang Pang had given permission not to demolish them, but those bamboo and wood merchants who had no inventory were already moving to the west of the city.
The places where bamboo and wood were stored in the past have been cleared out. This school ground was used by 1,600 people. Although it is still somewhat occupied, it is enough for 500 people.
As the training becomes more intense and the weather gets hotter and hotter, the training is no less hard work than farming, and the excitement has long since disappeared.
When he was distracted for a moment, a large drop of sweat suddenly flowed down his forehead. Wu Tachai had no time to adjust, and the whole drop flowed into his eyes. He felt a stinging pain, but he didn't dare to lift his hand to rub it, so he could only blink his eyes non-stop.
, secreting many tears.
A figure fell down with a bang at the position of the 300th General Administration on the right front. Two farmers invited came over from the shade of the tree, dragged the fainted man back to the shade of the tree, and gave the person water and fan.
Wu Tachai also wanted to faint and rest, but he knew that although he could rest for a while, it would be recorded. Today, a person who often fainted was removed. The man was kneeling outside the camp gate, but Pang Pang made it clear that
, the eliminated people will not be re-accepted.
Two taels of silver per month is very important to Wu Tac Choi's family, but unfortunately there are many people fighting for it.
Pangda people posted recruitment notices at the camp gates, city gates, and ferries. More and more people were fleeing from Qianshan, Susong, Taihu and other places. Business at the ferries was not good, and boatmen, porters, and trackers came to apply.
is increasing.
There are more than 500 people on the school field, but there are still new people coming every day to take the exam. It is in the southeast corner and can be seen by all the soldiers in training. Everyone is afraid that someone will take away their jobs.
So no matter how uncomfortable it was, Ng Tak Choi could only hold on.
A group of people came to the center of the school field from the southeast corner, and then a few people from the first game brought a pile of armors over.
Wu Tac Choi knew that he was going to select new recruits. Every time those who passed the preliminary selection would train for three days. They didn't even learn military disciplines. They only practiced equipment. After three days, they went on the field to compete. Only those who passed the test could join the camp and join each team. Now he joins
Camp is much more difficult than before.
Among the more than twenty recruits, five began to wear armor. This kind of chain armor was the only five items in the Anqing garrison. In order to prevent serious injuries, a piece of cotton armor was also worn outside, and a rattan wooden sword was added.
The weight of these recruits weighed at least 40 kilograms.
At this time, Yao Dongshan strode to the first team, called the captain and said loudly, "We will take out the spearmen for the new recruits' exam today. You can choose two."
The captain responded, came back, looked around, pointed at Dong Mingyuan and said, "Dong Mingyuan, come out."
Dong Mingyuan stood up silently. This job of testing new recruits was not a good thing. If he was defeated by the new recruits, he would not only be embarrassed in public, but also be recorded in the record, and he would probably be rated as inferior.
But Dong Mingyuan couldn't help it. Since Yao Dongshan didn't avoid everyone at that time, now everyone in the team knows his experience. Everyone knows that President Bai doesn't want to see this person, and the team leader will naturally not be polite to him. There is nothing that others don't want to do.
, all fell on his head.
The captain looked at it again, pointed at Wu DaCai and said, "Come out."
Wu Tachai cried out in his heart that he was unlucky. Now the captain seemed to be targeting him. I wonder if it was because he was too close to Dong Mingyuan.
The two of them looked at each other, then silently took off the sandbags tied to their hands and feet, and felt a sense of relief all over their bodies.
I don’t know who had the bad idea to put this sandbag on, but it must be worn during practice.
The two went to the southeast corner and put on black smocks, and put a vest-style wooden board on their bodies, mainly to protect the vital points of the chest and abdomen. Then they went to the weapon rack to get a sparring spear. The spearhead was made of wood and was wrapped.
A layer of cotton cloth, the weight is basically the same as a real spear.
According to Pang Pangren's organization, the basic arms of the garrison are only spears and swords and shields, eight spearmen and two swords and shields, and only the captain uses a flag gun.
Whether recruiting spearmen or sword and shield men, they always recruit veteran spearmen for sparring.
Wu Tachai turned the spear over listlessly, rolled the spearhead in the ash basin, shook off the excess white ash, and then returned to the field. He glanced around and saw that a total of five people had been selected for the first round, and his face was a bit expressionless.
nervous.
The selection for entering the camp is all one-on-one, and Pang Ding, who is in charge of recruitment, is encouraging the new recruits.
Yao Dongshan was also encouraging the veterans on his side. He lowered his voice and said, "Today we are picking new recruits with swords and shields. If you miss, hold up their shields. Don't let them get close. Once the wooden sword touches you, you
Just lose.
Hundreds of people are watching. Don't fucking embarrass me. How good the beating is. The lousy book office will record it. I don't know how many points will be deducted. I understand that I am inferior, but it will also affect my rating. Whoever loses is ugly.
, I punished him to wash the whole team’s clothes for a month.”
Wu Tat Choi nodded quickly, and became even more worried. The lower class might be eliminated at any time. He took the opportunity to look across the way and saw that the recruit opposite him was lean and dark, with high cheekbones. The left side of his face was sunken and asymmetrical to the right side.
Once you have seen it once, you will never forget it.
He had already put on his armor and was holding the shield in his hand. The shield was three feet in diameter and weighed nine kilograms, but he seemed to be able to lift it easily. He glanced at Wu Tac Choi, his eyes cold and fierce.
Wu Tat Choi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this person didn't seem to be easy to deal with.
I heard that many of the people who have come recently are Jiang disciples and miners, the same people who used to be guarded by the Anqing Guard, but now they have become officers and soldiers.
A drum sounded on the general stage, and Yao Dongshan and Pang Ding retreated. Jiang Guoyong came to the middle position and briefly talked about a few rules, that is, if the sword and shield stick to the gunman's body, he will win, and if he stabs him with the spear, he will win.
, and finally gave a few words of encouragement to the new recruits.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes around him were looking at him. Wu Tachai felt indescribably uncomfortable. For the first time, he regretted becoming this Qiu Ba.
The sword and shield recruit opposite him waved the shield in his hand a few times, looking eager to try, without any hint of nervousness.
Dong Mingyuan, who was next to him, suddenly whispered, "Whoever is in the same group as that bastard opposite will be in bad luck."
Wu Tat Choi replied without squinting, "Why."
"You have forgotten the military law, which states that if a comrade is killed in battle with a sword or a shield, and if his comrades do not perform extraordinary feats, the entire team will be beheaded."
"What the hell is military law like this?"
Ng Tak Choi wanted to face-palm. The definition of miraculous feats was breaking formations, capturing flags, and killing generals. Those who could perform meritorious deeds would probably not survive.
Therefore, the entire team is forced to rescue Dao Dun at any time. Whoever joins the team with such an aggressive Dao Dun will indeed take greater risks.
The second drum sounded on the stage, and a blue square flag came out from the general stage. This was the patrol flag, and under it was Pang Pang. Followed by today's duty officer, Wang Zenglu, the leader of the second team.
Pang Yu held a triangular flag in his hand and stood at the head of the entire queue, while the third drum sounded.
Pang Yu's pennant points to the passing sixth inning.
"kill!"
In the sixth game, everyone shouted in unison, everyone wanted to shout at the top of their lungs. This is an essential item in the school field every day. The name is "Shouting", and it must be shouted at least seven or eight times a day.
Both good and bad results will be recorded in the merit and demerit book. Once a month, merit and demerits will be compared and used to rate each bureau.
As the patrol flag marched, each round was shouted out, and the atmosphere on the school field changed.
When the patrol flag returned to the general's platform, Pang Yu stood under the garrison flag, and a trumpet sounded from the audience.
Jiang Guoyong in the middle shouted, "Sword and shield soldiers! Hold your shield and march slowly!"
The big drum nearby was beating, and a group of sword and shield recruits advanced slowly with their shields in hand. A few hundred generals were in front to observe whether their shields were well covered. This was the basic requirement of the sword and shield. Only those who were well covered could talk about other things.
As the drum beat became faster and faster, the pace of the Sword and Shield recruits began to become chaotic. It was obvious that these recruits rarely had such experience in public, and their movements were somewhat deformed.
Ng Tak Choi paid attention to that opponent. Based on his position, he must be fighting against him.
The man's head is above the edge of the shield, and his asymmetrical face is very eye-catching.
"Sword and Shield Soldier, retreat with your shield!"
A group of sword and shield soldiers retreated back again, and from Wu Tachai's position, one could see some of them exposed.
When the drums stopped beating, no one was eliminated.
Jiang Guoyong shouted, "The military law has been established. There is no retreat for everyone on the battlefield. If you allow yourself to be weak in martial arts, you are risking your own life."
In this huge camp, there is no place for those who are timid and unskilled.
Today’s recruitment of new swordsmen and shields into the camp is a small comparison, and the best ones will be selected to join the adult camp. The new recruits and veterans will work hard, and the first group will take the field!"
Wu Tachai took a few breaths, put the helmet on his head, and lifted the 1.2-foot long spear to the middle.
As expected, the crooked face stood opposite, and Ng Tak Choi could see the sweat on his face. Wearing a cotton armor in such a hot weather, even without sleeves, was uncomfortable enough.
The looks around him still made Wu Tachai feel a little flustered. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tried not to look at those people.
Jiang Guoyong stepped back to make room for fighting.
Wu Tachai leveled the spear and pointed it at the shield. The spear they used was made of old bamboo and was extremely hard. The weight of the spearhead was only five taels. This weight was very light, so the spear could be held at the end of the pole according to the Yang family's marksmanship.
.
The sword and shield hand on the opposite side lifted the shield. Wu Tachai looked at the center of the shield. The shield was high in the middle and low in edge, like a pot lid, but the outer edge was raised to prevent arrows from sliding in along the arc of the top of the shield.
Hurt people on both sides.
The crooked-faced head was on the top edge of the shield. He was half a head shorter than Ng Tak-choi, and not as strong as Ng Tak-choi, but he was not afraid at all. He stepped lightly with his feet and looked at Ng Tak-choi fiercely, looking aggressive.
Ng Tak Choi had an overall advantage in height and weight, and his weapons were longer, but he felt a little weak in his heart. He felt that his 1.2-foot spear was not enough to stop this person.
At this time, a drum sounded, and before the drum sound settled, the crooked face quickly rushed towards Wu Tat Choi with a round shield protecting his body.
Wu Tachai was startled, and thrust out the spear in his hand quickly. Ng Tak-choi had once served as a sword and shield for the school test. Some recruits saw the spear coming and immediately waved their shields to block it. This was because they were timid.
The opponent did not retreat. When the spearhead pierced the round shield with a pop, the white ash on the spearhead rose into the air. The shield hit the shot and then swung towards the left.
The shield waved away, and the crooked face reappeared in the sight filled with white dust. Wu Tat-Cai's gun tip was tilted, and he panicked and quickly put the gun back and prepared for the next stab. The crooked face stepped forward in stride, following the tip of his gun.
, faster than he could retract his gun.
The crooked-faced shield was in front of him, and he raised the wooden knife stained with dust in his hand. With a fierce and aggressive light flashing in his eyes, he quickly rushed towards Wu Tachai's black clothes.