On the morning of the first day of May, Wen Tianxiang and the other three went to the Royal Military Academy together.
According to the notice, food, clothing, and daily necessities during the training were all provided uniformly. There was no need to bring too many things. The three of them only carried a small package.
We rented an oxcart and drove out of Dongqingmen, then Beitumen, and leisurely arrived at the south gate of the military academy.
After getting out of the car, Gan Tan sighed, "The roads outside the city are obviously different. The cement road is smooth when walking on it, and there are no bumps when sitting in the car."
"The only drawback is that there is too much dust..." Wen Tianxiang patted and straightened his clothes.
Xie Fangde also shook the dirt off his robe and said with a smile, "There is a lot of construction work going on everywhere, and it is inevitable that dust will fly. It will stop when everything is built. It probably won't take too long."
Gan Tan nodded repeatedly, "Looking at this road, it has changed a lot compared to more than a month ago. Many houses seem to have suddenly grown out of the ground..."
"It is said that this new construction method uses bamboo as the skeleton and sandstone and cement as the body. A beam and column can be built in three to five days. In less than a month, the main body of a two-story building is roughly completed."
Xie Fangde seemed to know a lot about the local affairs of Xincheng.
"With this cement, we can build a city several times faster than before, and it is still impregnable. It is really a weapon for the military and the country!" Wen Tianxiang also had to admire.
At this time, there were many Jinshi who came to report nearby, and when they saw Wen Zhuangyuan, they all came to say hello.
After chatting for a while, a Jinshi looked at the majestic and solemn school gate and muttered, "There is no one to greet you. I'll just wait, but doesn't the new champion deserve a courtesy from King Yan?"
There was a hint of provocation in these words of complaint, but Wen Tianxiang said calmly, "We are indeed regarded as outstanding men when we win the title of Toad Palace, but we have been given the glory that the court should give us, so let's not lose ourselves. Everyone in the dynasty is a Jinshi, I can’t wait but I have just crossed the threshold, there is nothing to be proud of.”
"What Wen Kui said makes sense, I've learned a lesson now." The Jinshi said in disbelief.
On both sides of the gate of the military academy, there is a group of sentries standing solemnly on the sentry posts, making people realize that this military academy is completely different from all other schools.
Seeing such a large group of people gathered in front of the door, more than twenty sharp eyes came at them with invisible pressure.
Many Jinshi felt numbness in the back of their necks. Gan Tan couldn't help but push Wen Tianxiang, "Song Rui, let's get into the school first."
Although Wen Tianxiang is young, his status as the number one scholar has a natural status among literati, and others look up to him.
So he led these dozens of people to the long register set up by the school gate to register one by one, and then the officer on duty Zhao Menghao guided them into the military school.
After entering the door, what you see is not the statue of Confucius in an ordinary school, but a huge group of stone sculptures. Judging from the image, most of them are warriors, with their respective names engraved on the base.
'Mengtian, the internal history of the Qin Dynasty, Li Mu, the king of Wu'an of Zhao, Li Guang, the flying general of the Han Dynasty, Wei Qing, the Changping Hou of the Han Dynasty, Huo Qubing, the champion of the Han Dynasty, Banchao, the Hou of Guannei of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Qian, the Bowang Hou of the Han Dynasty... Gao Xianzhi, Duke of Miyun County of the Tang Dynasty, Pingyang County Duke Xue Rengui... Di Qing, Zongze, Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, Xin Qiji, Yu Yunwen, Meng Gong, Wu Jie, Wei Sheng, Bi Zaiyu, Yu Jie...'
These people may not all be famous generals, but they have one thing in common. They have all made significant contributions to fighting foreign enemies and Yang Wei outside the territory.
There are also eight gilded characters engraved on the base, "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."
In response to this, many Jinshi murmured in their hearts that martial artists were vulgar and did not even worship Confucius and Mencius...
Wen Tianxiang's eyebrows sank slightly, seeming thoughtful.
When he first entered school when he was young, he saw the portraits of Ouyang Xiu, Yang Bangyi, and Hu Quan, the local sages in the ancestral hall of the academy. The posthumous titles all had the word "loyalty" in them. He shouted with great admiration, "If you can't be among them after death, you must be a man!" "
But at this moment, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar names, their respective deeds came to mind, and a trace of doubt flashed in my heart, what is a real man?
After standing there for a while, Wen Tianxiang shook his head and slowly left the statue. Seeing him leaving, everyone followed.
The school is very large, measuring one and a half miles vertically and horizontally. There are not many buildings and vegetation, so it looks a bit empty.
After walking for a while, they saw a large group of people surrounding a school field, seemingly watching something. Everyone was full of passion, raising their arms and shouting.
"Break through! Break through quickly!"
"Stop him! Damn it, don't let him pass!"
"Double-team, double-team!...Yes, that's it, block his way!"
"Pass to the left! Left! ... Well done! Go, go, go!"
"Cum him! Cum hard for me! Damn Lin Niang, you can even cum!?"
"Hahaha, well done, my Fang Zhuzi has done another great job... oh, Wu Dalang got it!"
"Pass it to Your Highness! Pass it to Your Highness!"
This passionate scene immediately aroused the hearts of the Jinshi. They all looked up eagerly, but their sight was blocked by the people on the sidelines, and they could not see what was going on inside.
Wen Tianxiang was also curious. Seeing that Zhao Mengqi, who was accompanying him, had a baby-faced smile and a very kind look, he asked, "I seem to hear someone calling Your Highness down below? Is this..."
"Oh, it's Cuju, and His Highness is also playing." Zhao Mengqi said indifferently.
"Cuju?"
Wen Tianxiang was even more confused. It was not that he had never seen Cuju before, and he had never seen it make the audience so intense...
After hearing this, the other Jinshi's expressions became strange.
The majestic crown prince doesn't care about learning, but actually plays with things and loses his ambition?
Haha, it turns out that Jinshi and I are not even as good as a ball in the eyes of King Yan?
You have the leisure to play Cuju here, but you don’t bother to welcome me?
With such a big school built, I thought the warriors were really starting to study, but it turns out it was just for fun!
Rotten wood cannot be carved, a vulgar warrior is a vulgar warrior, and dog meat cannot be served on the table!
For hundreds of years, the literati's sense of superiority over the warriors has been deeply ingrained, not to mention that these people are the "proud sons of heaven" who have just leaped over the dragon gate.
Xie Fang opened his eyes slightly and smiled lightly, "I'm afraid this Cuju is extraordinary."
When Wen Tianxiang heard this, he became interested and asked Zhao Mengqi, "Can we go over and watch?"
"Okay, anyway, there are still many people who haven't come. It doesn't matter if the reporting is done later." Zhao Mengqi said with his signature smile, "If I weren't on duty, I would definitely be watching. As long as His Highness comes on stage, It’s going to be exciting.”
After hearing this, many Jinshi had a worse impression of the Royal Military Academy and King Yan. Sure enough, the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked.
If they weren't worried about losing their career, many people would probably turn around and leave on the spot.
Wen Tianxiang and Xie Fangde had already turned a corner and walked past, and the others had no choice but to follow sparsely.
Zhao Mengqi ran over in small steps and coordinated a position first.
When Wen Tianxiang and others arrived and took a look, they found that the arena was completely different from what they had remembered. It would be an understatement to say it was subversive.
The entire court is a rectangle about thirty feet long and fifteen feet wide, with bare loess soil, and the border and center line drawn with lime.
More than 20 people were moving quickly on the field. They were all wearing a full set of leather armor without helmets. They were painted red and black to identify the team, and each person was marked with a new number on the front and back.
In addition, there are two people wearing blue cloth running in the field with copper whistles in their mouths. They should be the referees.
The two teams were constantly moving around, attacking and defending each other. They seemed to be following some formation, and the confrontation was very fierce.
The white leather ball they were chasing after was much larger than those used in Cuju in the past, and was about the same size as a human head.
The scene in front of them was not playful and relaxed at all, but seemed to be a real confrontation between two armies, with murderous intent.
Wen Tianxiang looked intently and saw in the smoke, a tall and fierce man with a red armor with the word "5" on his back, heading towards the midfield with the ball at his feet.
Zhao Mengqi explained, "That is His Royal Highness's personal guard Wu Qiong, known as Wu Dalang, and one of the vanguard of the red side."
A strong man in black armor No. 23 rushed out with a diagonal stab and crashed directly into Wu Qiong.
"This is Zhang Yu, from Diaoyu City, Sichuan. He has made many military exploits..."
Zhang Yu rushed in front of Wu Qiong and kicked the white ball, but Wu Qiong used the soles of his feet to pull the white ball back behind him in time, shrank his body slightly, and bumped Zhang Yu with his shoulder.
"Turtle baby!"
Zhang Yu cursed and hurriedly dodged, otherwise if he was hit by the powerful monster Wu Qiong, he would have to practice for three to five days.
With his rich battlefield experience, Zhang Yu dodged the impact, but was still thrown to the ground by Wu Qiong.
After breaking through Zhang Yu, Wu Qiong continued to advance with the ball, but five people on Black's side had already deployed an inverted triangle defense in front of him, vowing to extinguish Wu Qiong's offensive momentum.
When Wu Qiong saw it, he didn't panic at all and grinned, "Hey, you guys have fallen into the trap again!"
Then he hooked the ball, twisted to his left and made a long pass.
Black's Zhang Shijie realized something was wrong and shouted, "Right wing! Adjust your defenses quickly!"
The ball drew a white arc in the air and landed exactly half a foot in front of Geng Zhi.
When the white ball hit the ground and bounced up, Geng Zhi took a sharp swipe, and the white ball immediately flew forward and to the left.
Looking at the trajectory, the ball is likely to fall outside the court, but the cunning Zhao Mengqi has already rushed there.
With the ball in the air, Zhao Mengqi ran wildly along the white line on the sidelines, with the ponytail on his head floating like a general's flag, attracting everyone's attention.
"Arrange defenses! Arm defenses!" Zhang Shijie shouted hoarsely.
He himself was too late to get into position, so he could only hope that his teammates would make up for the defensive holes.
Zhao Mengqi rushed to the position before the white ball was about to exit the line, then turned around sharply, jumped up, and stopped the white ball with his breastplate.
Then as soon as he landed on the ground, he threw himself at the white ball that rolled to the ground.
Deftly controls the ball and rushes towards the black goal like a whirlwind.
Black's three tall defenders bullied themselves to block the attack.
Zhao Mengqi swayed and made a fake move, but took the ball to the other side and successfully bypassed a level.
Then, facing two black defenders double-teaming him, he kicked the ball between them with precise force, and he also accelerated suddenly, chasing the white ball in the low air.
Just before the two black defenders were about to collide with him, he floated over like a spirit fox, causing the two men to collide into a pile.
Breaking through the final defense, with the goal in sight, Zhao Mengqi made an emergency stop and took a flying kick.
The white ball was like a lightning meteor, shooting towards the upper left corner of the goal at an extremely fast speed.
The black goalkeeper flew to intercept, but the white ball flew past his fingertips.
"In! In!"
"Your Highness is mighty! The red team is mighty!"
"color!"
The whole place was boiling, and the atmosphere of fanaticism exploded.
Even the Jinshi who were mumbling at the beginning were full of excitement at this moment and joined in the shouting and applause!
Wen Tianxiang felt the blood boiling in his body at this time, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
"Brave! Strategize! Be brave! Work hard! This is what real battlefield fighting is all about!"
"This is just playing with things to lose one's morale, this is a good way to train soldiers!"
"The killing intent is so fierce that it makes people's blood rush!!"
