Wu Nian stood for a long time and had to admit it.
Entitlement is poisonous.
Although leading the troops was not his original intention. But when one truly has power, a feeling of elation arises spontaneously.
"Huh." Wu Nian took a deep breath and then spit it all out. Putting away unnecessary emotions, he raised his head, opened his mouth and made a loud voice.
"Today. I make the decision…."
Wu Nian used his loud voice, which could also be said to be the voice of a general rather than an officer, to tell the soldiers all what he had just said to the officers.
The soldiers suddenly became commotion, and then they raised their arms and cheered: "Master General Banner."
"Lord General Banner."
The overwhelming sound was like a storm, sweeping through the entire house. The ordinary military households in Beishan Fort had to put down their work and looked up in the direction of the military camp. They were full of questions.
What's going on?
The soldiers were grateful in their hearts.
In the past, those who were officials were not treated as soldiers, but as domestic slaves. The good ones were all given to his own soldiers to farm and build houses.
After Wu Nian came to power, he paid wages to military households.
Almost every household among the soldiers present had received favor from Wu Nian.
Wu Nian was given ample food and salary, and the soldiers began to become rich, which was more than enough to support their families.
Now Wu Nian treats everyone equally and lets his family soldiers compete with soldiers on the same stage. Whoever is stronger will take the armor and make the horse proud.
Especially armor. On the battlefield, there is a huge difference between wearing a battle jacket and wearing armor. It is a life-saving weapon.
How can this not make the fire in the hearts of the soldiers burn vigorously and hotly?
The soldiers were gearing up, gritting their teeth to win, put on armor, and even make horses.
Under the stage.
Twelve teams of people.
Tieniu is on Zhang Sheng's team. After listening to Wu Nian's words, he felt a chill in his heart.
"It's too bad. My injury hasn't healed yet, so I can't win by running. I also want to win the race."
He is a good soldier and a good soldier with potential.
When he saw Zhang Jin holding a horse and galloping, his heart was also moved. It would be fine if there was no chance, but now there is a chance.
This can be seen but cannot be touched, how sad it is.
After Wu Nian finished speaking, he lowered his head and glanced at Tieniu, then got off the stage with a smile, took out a horse stick from the box, and then threw it to Tieniu.
Wu Nian smiled and said: "Brother. Starting from tomorrow, you will follow me and the winner to learn horse racing with Brother Zhang."
"I will equip you with additional war horses."
Happiness came so quickly that Tieniu was stunned for a moment, but subconsciously caught Ma Shan. Ma Shu, which weighed several dozen kilograms, was thrown up by Wu Nian and caught firmly by him.
This is capital.
"Thank you, Mr. General Banner." Tieniu was overjoyed and thanked him quickly.
What a good brother.
The other soldiers also know Tieniu's abilities, and they also know that Wu Nian, Tieniu, Zhang Sheng, Wang Gui, and Li Yong are good brothers who have endured hardships together.
Tieniu got the horse, Zhang Sheng became the agent of Xiaoqi, Wang Gui had a high status in the army, Li Yong has now retired from the army, but he is still in charge of logistics and repairing the city wall, and has become a big shot in Beishan Fort.
Mr. General Banner is nostalgic.
Although they were envious, not only were they not jealous, but they were overjoyed. Under the command of the General Banner, we will also have a future.
And now is an opportunity.
Wu Nian raised his head, glanced at Zhang Jin, and said, "Brother, you come and organize them to run. Select twenty people first."
After finishing speaking, Wu Nian held the handle of the knife and returned to his high platform.
"Yes." Zhang Jin responded respectfully and immediately organized the manpower. Soon, more than a hundred people started running.
Running around the school field has no rules and no end point.
When he retires from the race, the remaining twenty people will be the strong ones.
Wu Nian is wearing armor, holding a knife, and his body is straight and straight, like a javelin. The weather was getting hot now, and he was sweating quickly while wearing his armor, but his face didn't change at all, and his posture didn't deform at all.
He stood with the soldiers.
Wu Nian has always liked the sport of running, which can improve the physical fitness of soldiers.
And by running, you can also select the person with the best physical fitness among the soldiers.
Physical fitness, that is, physical strength.
Only those who are strong and have extraordinary physical strength can wear armor weighing dozens of kilograms, walk as fast as flying, and kill people with a knife.
"Sir." Tie Niu was a good brother. He went up to the stage with a sheepskin water bag and handed it to Wu Nian.
Wu Nian turned his head and smiled at him, reached out to take the water bag, and took a few sips.
The soldiers selected by Wu Nian were all strong men. But the strongest has its own opponent, and soon the stronger will eliminate the stronger.
Twenty people have been selected.
Wu Nian finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked Tieniu to help him untie his armor. He stopped pretending, otherwise he would suffer from heatstroke.
He walked off the stage, came to the ground, and sat on the Taishi chair. Have someone draw a circle of appropriate size on the school field. Then he looked up at the twenty particularly strong and burly soldiers and said in a deep voice: "A contest is a fight."
"But there are rules. You can't attack vulnerable parts such as the eyes and lower body."
"Go out of the circle and lose."
"When one party clearly has no chance of winning but does not admit defeat. I have the right to rule."
"Do you understand everything?"
At the last word, Wu Nian raised his head and asked loudly. His brows were full of compelling majesty, and his eyes were bright.
"I understand."
The twenty soldiers immediately puffed up their chests and answered uniformly.
Immediately, Wu Nian asked people to bring pens, ink and paper, and divided the people into two groups by drawing lots for a competition.
Those who can pass the first round can wear the armor.
There is a certain element of luck.
But if you want to win the championship and pick up the horse, you must be the strongest.
Wu Nian and Zhang Jin are the referees. Under Zhang Jin's organization, the soldiers came on stage one after another, all trying their best to fight for the armor.
But there are always ten people who will end sadly.
As the sun continued to move westward, ten stronger people finally competed. After a lot of competition, the strongest one emerged.
Wu Nian sat on the Taishi chair and looked at the person standing in front of him.
He was young, only twenty-three years old. But his beard was thick and long, and he looked older than his age. He can only be considered average in height, but he is very large.
The arms are as thick as the thighs of ordinary women.
His name is Liu Wu.
The force of force.
Liu Wu stood in front of Wu Nian, with his head slightly lowered, showing a complex expression of respect and excitement. He knows what this means.
He is also a good soldier, but he has never had a chance to stand out. But now that Wu Zongqi is in charge of important matters, he has obtained war horses, horses, and armor. As long as he follows Wu Zongqi closely, he can rise to the top.
There are two people standing on the left and right of Wu Nian, one is Zhang Jin, with a horse stall in his right hand, majestic. An iron bull, holding a large wine bowl in his hand, filled with fine wine.
Wu Nian stood up, took the wine bowl from Tieniu's hand, came to Liu Wu, handed it over, and said, "After drinking this bowl of wine, we will be brothers."
The excitement in Liu Wu's heart reached its peak, and his adrenaline surged.
"Yes." He took the wine bowl happily and drank it down in one gulp. Wu Nian took back the empty bowl, then took the horse in Zhang Jin's hand, handed it to Liu Wu with his own hands, and said, "It belongs to you now."
"Thank you, Lord General."
In full view. Liu Wu took a deep breath, knelt down on one knee to Wu Nian with the horse in his hand, and said respectfully and submissively.
Zhang Jin cast an appreciative glance, he was a good soldier.
Tieniu grinned widely, he was a good brother again.
