Zhao Mengqi made two new rules by referring to the rules of later generations.
A civilian version, just like what Qian Duo and the others played before, and a military version with upgraded confrontation, a bit of rugby style, and more violence.
The private version has relatively loose requirements on venue size and number of players. It can be carried out according to local conditions. It is not that dangerous. The threshold is low and it is easy to popularize.
The military version has stricter regulations. The venue and equipment must be specialized. Each side has eleven players on the field and one substitute, which is exactly one class.
This kind of entertainment can be turned into training, which can be closer to actual combat and train team command, collaboration, tactical thinking and other abilities. Even after a game, you will be injured to some extent. If you are unlucky, death is not impossible.
Of course, with the injury number, military doctors and ambulance soldiers can also practice regularly...
The black team on the field today is composed of representatives of the instructors who were abducted by Zhao Mengqi.
More than two months ago, they arrived in Lin'an one after another. They originally selected 330 people, but in the end more than 40 people did not come due to various reasons. However, Zhao Mengqi did not miss the ones he wanted most, so he also Nothing to dissatisfy.
The imperial court did not treat these rookies in the army badly. Not only did they receive promotions and salary increases, the Zhao family actually received them in person.
However, when they were overjoyed and planned to return to their old army, an imperial edict was issued and all 283 of them were seconded to the Royal Military Academy and placed under the control of King Yan.
People in the court have no choice but to do what they want. Regardless of whether they like it or not, these powerful generals in the army can only fall into the hands of King Yan.
After arriving at the military academy, I found that the situation was actually quite good, and I quickly settled down and integrated into my new job and new life.
The Royal Military Academy is managed in a closed manner and relies on various interesting competitive events to pass the time. Football is the most popular event.
The instructors were used to fighting and killing, but they were not used to the easy life. After being exposed to the new football that was similar to actual combat, they immediately fell in love with it.
They spontaneously organized a team, and would find a team of students to fight with each other if they had nothing to do.
At first, because the students started playing football in Dongwei Middle School, after facing the instructors, it was as if they were given a shot of blood, and they often won every game.
However, the good times did not last long. Although the instructors played late and their skills were not as good as the students, they relied on their excellent qualities developed on the battlefield and soon began to take the initiative on the court. In turn, they killed the student team and made them wail.
In particular, the team of Zhang Yu and Zhang Shijie swept across the entire military academy, squinting in every direction and crushing their opponents in the past ten games.
In order to defend the 'honor' of the Eastern Wei Army, the students could only ask for 'tactical guidance' and move out His Highness King Yan, the founder of new football.
It just so happened that King Yan came to the military academy today to check on the registration status of the Jinshi trainees. He couldn't resist the warm welcome, so he had to go out and fight.
To say that Zhang Yu and the others are really strong, if it weren't for the savage strength of Wu Qiong and Zhao Mengqi's scheming in the red team, it's really not certain who will win.
A game was divided into two halves for a total of half an hour. In the end, the red team slightly beat the black team 7 to 5. The honor of Dongwei and the face of King Yan were finally saved.
At the end of this strenuous exercise, the players on both sides were soaked to the skin and out of breath, except for Zhao Mengqi and Wu Qiong.
Moreover, the leather armor cannot be removed immediately at this time, otherwise it is easy to have a stroke, which is commonly known as 'armor removal wind', and you have to continue covering it.
After calming down for a while, Zhang Shijie took a big sip of warm salt water, looked at Zhang Yu beside him, and said with regret, "It's all my fault. The defense is not organized well. If it had been smarter and tighter, His Highness wouldn't have been able to take advantage of so many loopholes." Chances are, we can still win.”
Zhang Yu pulled the edge of the leather armor under his throat to release some heat. Hearing this, he subconsciously glanced at King Yan and shook his head.
"Although our defense does need to be improved, today's defeat is actually not unfair. Even if His Highness doesn't use tricks, he can still defeat us."
"Oh? Where do you start talking about this?" Hu Shiquan, another team member, asked strangely.
Hu Shiquan also came from Sichuan. After all, the war in Sichuan has basically never stopped, and a large number of junior officers have emerged who are more capable of fighting.
Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Didn't you notice? We are all as tired as dogs, but look at His Highness and Wu Dali, both of them have calm expressions, as if they just took a casual walk..."
Immediately, Xia Gui's son Xia Song also shouted, "Yeah, Wu Dali is just a monster. I heard that he can carry two hundred kilograms and run for thirty or forty miles without stopping. A ball game is not enough for him." It’s really just a walk, but how can His Highness look so relaxed?”
Bian Juyi, who came from Jingxiang, suddenly said, "This means that His Highness actually did not try his best. If he wins with strength like Wu Dalang, we will not be able to stop him."
"Haha, it seems that His Highness still saved some face for us..."
Xu Gui from Jiankang burst out laughing, and then everyone laughed too, as if his side was the winner.
Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Actually, they are not without weaknesses. His Highness and Wu Dalang are their fist strength. If we use the right tactics and effectively cut off the connection between the two at the critical moment and annihilate them separately, there is still a great chance."
"Brother Jun Yu is right. Once we have finished the research, we can then have a fight with His Highness!"
A warrior has fewer twists and turns in his heart and has a desire to win, but he can also face failure frankly. As long as he doesn't die, there is always a chance to win back.
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Wen Tianxiang and others, after watching the game, went with Zhao Mengqi to go through the enrollment procedures with unsatisfied emotions.
At the beginning of the afternoon, all 216 Jinshi had reported, and the school divided them into two companies, six platoons, and a total of eighteen classes.
Then they were given military uniforms according to their physiques. They were the same as the Eastern Wei Army, but in blue.
Many Jinshi looked at the clothes in their hands and frowned, but the eager look of a large group of instructors with whips nearby made them endure it wisely.
Next, Zhao Menghao led Wen Tianxiang's class to their dormitory.
The dormitory is rectangular, simple and clean inside, with no fancy decorations. There are six canopy beds on the long walls on both sides, with desks below and beds above.
Zhao Mengqi explained, "The beds on both sides of the door are for the squad leader and deputy squad leader. From now on, both life and study and training will be carried out as a class, and rewards and punishments will also be based on class sitting system, so squad leader Wen and deputy squad leader Xie, you have to take good care of yourself." take responsibility……"
"Your daily necessities are all the same and have been placed in their respective places. Now, let me show you how to organize the work..."
"Everyone has a copy of these rules and regulations. Please memorize them within three days. I believe this is not difficult for all Jinshi. From now on, your actions must follow the rules. If you violate discipline, there will be no mercy..."
"Well, this is a military school. The school is governed by military law. The most severe punishment is beheading. Please keep it in mind... Want to quit? Sorry, unless the school takes the initiative to expel you... How can you be expelled from the school? If you are beheaded, you will be expelled. Expelled……"
"Now you still have half an hour of free time, and then there will be dinner. After dinner, we will gather in the auditorium at midnight, and His Highness will lecture you."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Mengqi left the dormitory, leaving twelve people looking at each other.
"This? Aren't we becoming prisoners?"
The speaker's name is Shen Ri, also known as Hefu. He is twenty years old. He is from Songyang, Chuzhou. He is good at poetry and poetry, and he is a young talent.
Xie Fangde also felt a little resistant at this time, "Isn't this reasonable? Using military laws to govern the scholars is equivalent to locking the white crane in a bamboo cage?"
Gan Tan said angrily, "The warriors just now seemed to be made of iron and could not communicate at all. I think we must ask King Yan for an explanation later!"
"My dynasty has been in existence for three hundred years. When have I ever treated scholars like this? Scholars can be killed but not humiliated! If King Yan can't change his ways, I will no longer be an official!"
The man who was gnashing his teeth was called Yao Huizhi, whose courtesy name was Wensou. He was from Shaoxing Prefecture, twenty-two years old, and studied in the Spring and Autumn Period.
Wen Tianxiang, who had been silent for a long time, raised his eyebrows and slowly shook his head, "If this is what King Yan meant, I'm afraid nothing can move him. That day at the Royal Street Dharma Field, his stubbornness was clearly demonstrated. I took a quick look at the rules. In fact, they are not harsh. As long as they are implemented equally, I don’t think it is unacceptable. Zhao Mengqi just now, you can tell by his name that he belongs to the clan. If they can abide by the rules, should I just abide by them? Can’t you stay!?”
"Then... now that it's here, let's make peace with it. It's only three months anyway, so just bear with it. I've been waiting for Han Chuang for ten years, so what does this little time mean?" Xie Fangde also calmed down.
As a result, the mood of this class temporarily calmed down, but some classes exploded and shouted and wanted to rush out of the school. As a result, the instructors and guards whipped them back to the dormitory.
At this time, Zhao Mengqi was in the attic not far away, watching all this with his hands behind his back, "A filial son emerges from under the stick, and a good student is whipped out with a whip... Let the doctor give them medicine, hoping that the killers will know how to act with caution. Don’t really break people.”
Geng Zhi listened to the instructions and went to make arrangements. Qiu Yue in the room was twirling his beard, a little speechless, saying that it was you who was beaten, and he was afraid that you were also the one who was injured, and it was you who sent people to treat...
As if he understood Qiu Yue's expression, Zhao Mengqi explained softly, "People can't be arrogant, but they can't be too arrogant. These new scholars are so arrogant when they are proud of their lives. Maybe time can temper them and mature them, but we are not that kind." If we have to wait longer, we can only use some means to dispel their arrogance so that they can complete their transformation as soon as possible..."
Qiu Yue said slowly, "Your Highness, aren't you worried that it will be counterproductive to encourage others to do more?"
"Maybe." Zhao Mengqi sighed, looking up into the distance, "As long as there is half the survival rate, it is not considered a failure. As for the ones that are pulled out, just treat them as weeds."
