The young general snorted, and with a brief gesture, one of the armored soldiers stepped forward, took out a scroll of bamboo slips from his arms and read aloud.
The content immediately caused the crowd to become restless.
It turns out that after Cao Cao surrendered the 300,000 Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou, he first conducted a screening to remove the old, weak, sick, and disabled, and selected nearly 60,000 young and strong men to form the Qingzhou Army, which was divided into hundreds of troops and camped in the counties of Qingzhou. This branch in Zhao County was
is one of them.
Although the Qingzhou Army has no military discipline, it still has very important existence value for Cao Cao, who currently has only a few soldiers.
Cao Cao had mixed feelings about such a military force. He valued it mixed with scruples, and liked it mixed with disgust.
Therefore, compared to military pay, Cao Cao was cautious to the point of being stingy when it came to the supply and demand of ordnance. Not only did he have a small supply of swords, guns, swords and halberds, but he also did not provide any strong bows or crossbows.
But Cao Cao still wanted to truly and completely control this team.
These thoughts become more and more serious day by day as the situation in the world becomes more and more intense.
Finally, Cao Cao decided to take some action against the Qingzhou Army.
Then the content notice on the bamboo slips appeared:
In addition to the array formation, the Qingzhou Army adds another item to its every ten-day drill: wrestling training.
This was Cao Cao's decision after careful consideration based on the behavior of these farmers and bandits.
Wrestling is wrestling.
Compared with later generations, wrestling in the Han Dynasty was rough in technique and limited in scope, so the key to victory or defeat was more about strength and size.
Because Qingzhou people are located in the north, martial arts have been popular since the Qin and Han Dynasties, and due to their strong stature, gladiatorial fighting has been widely spread among the Qingzhou people. After hearing what the soldier said, most of the people on the scene disagreed, and some of them couldn't help but said:
"Wrestling? Do you still need training? I'll be able to do it as soon as I'm born."
It immediately caused bursts of laughter.
"Who spoke so arrogantly!"
The soldier was furious when he heard the words. He opened his eyes wide and looked around. Seeing no one answered for a long time, he stared at the audience and sneered, and said sarcastically: "Yellow scarf thieves, they are vulnerable on the battlefield, they can only talk loudly!"
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused an uproar.
"That man, you are talking nonsense!"
The Qingzhou soldiers looked angry and yelled and cursed one after another. Some of them even raised their swords and halberds, looking like they were going to fight with each other if they disagreed.
When Gong Xu saw this on the stage, he couldn't help but become anxious. If there really was a military riot, he, the captain, would never be able to escape the tactics of war, and he cursed the soldier in his heart.
Just as he was about to step forward to appease the soldiers, he saw the young general speaking at this moment: "Captain Gong, don't be anxious, and sit down in peace."
As he spoke, he took a sip of tea with a calm expression on his face.
"Colonel Xiahou, this..." Gong Xu looked at the excited scene below the stage, feeling greatly hesitant in his heart, and couldn't help but hesitantly said.
"It doesn't matter."
Captain Xiahou smiled disdainfully: "Master Zhou Mu originally intended to suppress the gangsterism of this group of people."
Pressure is not your method!
Gong Xu cursed in his heart because he felt that this young man acted frivolously and without any measure.
It's just that the other party's official position is higher than his own, and he is also a relative of Cao Zhoumu. Seeing that he is confident and confident, he feels that it is inappropriate, but he does not dare to say anything to dissuade him.
The behavior of the two people was clearly visible to Wang Zheng in the audience.
At this time, his physique was outstanding, and his eyesight and ears were far beyond ordinary people. He could hear the conversation between the two people clearly. When he heard the word "Xiahou", his heart couldn't help but move.
Although the school lieutenant is one level higher than the captain, he should not let Gong Xu show such a lowly and petty attitude. Besides, given his age, Gong Xu is probably enough to be that young man's grandfather.
After contacting the surname Xiahou, Wang Zheng already had some guesses about the young man's identity.
"Are they all mothers-in-law who can only talk the talk?"
At this time, the soldier spoke in an angry voice again:
"If you have someone with a handle, come up and talk to someone with fists and feet!"
As soon as this statement came out, the crowds of people became more and more noisy.
Countless people crowded in front of the stage in an instant, and they rushed forward enthusiastically.
The soldier was stunned for a moment.
It seems that he didn't expect that one stone would stir up thousands of waves and cause such a scene.
It's just that he was influenced by his father since he was a child and has a fierce nature. When he saw this, not only did he show no fear on his face, but he actively stepped forward and shouted to the crowd again:
"What are you doing? Do you want to rebel?"
This armored soldier had long shoulders, broad shoulders, and a bear-like waist. He was covered in armor and only exposed his face. At this moment, his strange eyes glared, and he looked even more ferocious. With this shout, he gained great power, which immediately shocked everyone in the audience.
Some people in the front row unconsciously took half a step back, showing their timidity.
When Wang Zheng shook his head secretly, the venue became quiet.
After waiting for a while, the soldier glanced around coldly and pointed at a strong man, who was the most dissatisfied man before. At this time, the man even rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try.
"Let's start with you."
"Get up here!"
...
"Wu Niu is dying too."
Looking at the strong man on the stage who was half-legged while being carried by the soldiers, Wu Sheng said in a muffled voice, seeming quite frustrated.
Wu Niu is the most famous warrior within a hundred miles of Zhao County. He has been fond of wrestling since he was a child, but he never expected to be a match for this warrior.
"Yeah." Wang Zheng nodded and looked around. He saw that most of the thousands of people in the field were like Wu Sheng at this time. They were all hanging their heads and giving up.
This scene really resembles an eggplant orchard that has been hit by frost.
In the distance, there were even some women who came after hearing the news. They were furious and kept wailing and scolding the soldiers on the stage: "You murderer with a thousand swords, what grudge does my man have against you to beat him so hard?" But it was Families of several people who came to power and were defeated.
"What's the number?" Wang Zheng's shoulders trembled slightly, and his voice changed slightly as he suppressed a smile.
"Counting from the first Brother Zhang, to Wu Niu...it's already ten." Wu Sheng and a few teenagers whispered to each other, and counted on their fingers. Two hands were just enough: "After Wu Niu's defeat, , no one in our Zhao County dares to go there."
"Where are they in Pingxiang County?" Wang Zheng shook his head and asked again.
"No more. The third one is Gao Xiong from Pingxiang." Wu Sheng said disdainfully: "It's not as good as Wu Niu. The two of them rolled off the stage when they met." He looked at the soldiers on the stage again and said bitterly. :
"This man is too powerful and really hateful!"
"What do you call this?" Wang Zheng couldn't help laughing when he said this, and laughed and cursed: "It's hateful to be strong?"
"Hey, I'm not talking about you, A Zheng..." Wu Sheng also came to his senses and explained with a smile. Suddenly his eyes lit up: "Yes, we still have a eldest brother in Zhao County!"
"Yeah, big brother hasn't come yet!"
"This guy is too hateful, big brother needs to deal with him!"
Several teenagers also woke up, suddenly became energetic, and started shouting in all directions.
"Damn it? No, no, no." Wang Zheng smiled and waved his hands, looking at the soldiers on the stage and the young man sitting upright and smiling behind him, with deep meaning in his eyes: "I think it's very cute."