The outer camp leads to the gate to the city.
Before dawn, there was already a long queue of people who signed up for the guard selection.
Many people went out with their whole families, and people were coming and going, almost blocking the road.
Entrusting the family to Li Daniu to take care of, the Tang Wen siblings went straight to the door and walked towards the inner city.
"Hey, hey, why did they go in without queuing up?"
Someone pointed at Tang Wen who walked into the door and complained to the guards who were maintaining order.
"What are you arguing about? Didn't you see his bronze medal? He has status in the inner city, and so do you?"
"I-I didn't, haha, no."
Everyone couldn't help but cast envious glances at the backs of the two of them: This young man and this little girl don't look that big at all!
Mr. Li and his beautiful little daughter-in-law were waiting at the roadside of the city gate. When they saw Tang Wen, they first lamented the change in his figure.
After the two sides exchanged a few words, he led Tang Wen directly to the main square.
On the way, Mr. Li suddenly showed an embarrassed expression: "Well, Xiao Tang, I'm afraid you have to rely on yourself to join the hunting team. This year's assessment has suddenly become stricter. To join the hunting team, you must have at least a second-level martial arts disciple. strength."
"What is a warrior?"
Before Tang Wen could speak, Tang Tang blinked and asked.
Mr. Li explained, "Martial apprentice, warrior, martial master", this is a standard of strength set by the guard camp and martial arts hall.
There are three levels of warriors, with the third level being the weakest and the first level being the strongest.
Above the martial arts disciples, there are formal warriors.
The strength of a third-class warrior is that of a well-trained ordinary adult man.
Ordinary guards, after training for a year and passing through the recruit period, will have almost this level of strength.
Second-class martial arts disciples are required to be able to lift a 300-pound stone lock.
After counting 15 times, that is, within 15 seconds, he ran as far as he could without carrying any weight.
A stone's throw away, almost 200 meters away.
Tang Wen was secretly surprised: this speed was 1/4 faster than the 200-meter Olympic champion.
In terms of actual combat, second-class warriors must be able to hold single swords and daggers to deal with packs of wolves and other medium-sized beasts, one against many.
It is difficult for a martial artist to be able to lift a 600-pound stone lock.
The speed of one mile, that is, within five hundred meters, must be no weaker than that of a running donkey or horse.
The key is actual combat. Without wearing armor, you must be able to defeat a group of 12-15 well-trained soldiers without being injured.
Mr. Li continued: "Xiao Tang, you are a hunter, and you have unique skills. You should be as strong as a third-class martial arts disciple. But it is hard to say for this second-class martial arts disciple. Simply because you are still young, give it a try first. If you can advance You can’t join the hunting team. You can enter a martial arts gym and practice for a year, and you will definitely be able to do it tomorrow.”
Tang Wen smiled and thanked him, feeling deeply that Dr. Li was quite reliable.
I only gave him a roe deer and two rabbits, which were only a few dozen kilograms of meat. It was nothing to him, but he was very thoughtful.
"The apprentices in the martial arts hall are all brats from the inner city. Many of them have been practicing martial arts since childhood. All of them are arrogant and want to try to be selected as hunting guards. You can just wait at the end of their queue."
"good!"
The order doesn't matter, Tang Wen wondered: "I wonder what's so special about hunting guards besides going out to hunt?"
Mr. Li was stunned, then slapped his forehead: "Blame me! I forgot that you were from the outer city and didn't know the joints. The prey and alienated beasts shot by the hunting guards were divided into three parts, one for the camp and one for the camp. The remaining one-third of the guard camp can be kept by the hunting team."
"Oh, more income." Tang Wen nodded.
"More than that, there are many techniques in the guard camp that are not taught to outsiders. Guards can redeem them with their contributions. Do you understand?"
Tang Wen showed a look of surprise: "Hunting is still a contribution. Thank you, Mr. Li, for clearing up the confusion."
He was moved.
The exercises are indeed good things that can’t be found outside.
He originally thought that it would be okay to be a city guard or patrol guard, but he changed his mind.
Hunting team, be sure to join the hunting team.
The martial arts disciples stood in the center of the square.
All of them are strong, well-proportioned, and full of energy.
There are also a few female warriors, even if they wear bloated black cotton clothes, they can't hide their tall and proud figures.
Tang Wen was in the last row, separated by a clear distance from the warriors in front.
The people in front of him all turned to look at him, with some expressions of calmness, some ridicule, and most of them indifference.
The young warriors were chatting among themselves:
"Brother Lin, do you have any confidence? How many people will this hunting team need?"
The young man named Brother Lin was very tall, with a muscular back and waist, more than 1.9 meters tall.
He was the tallest person Tang Wen had ever seen in the camp.
"It seems like 40."
"ah?"
A group of people exclaimed.
"How come there are so few?"
"I can't get into the top 40 in our martial arts gym!"
"Do we have to wait another year?"
Listening to their discussion, Tang Wen suddenly remembered that after his college entrance examination, on the day when his results came out, his classmates also chatted like this.
However, what if there are only forty people?
Tang Wen roughly counted the number of warriors in front of him, definitely more than four hundred.
Proportionally speaking, the admission rate is 10%, which is really a bit like the college entrance examination.
"Kakaka"
The sound of collision between armors came.
Several heavily armed people stepped onto the high platform of the square.
It's him?
Tang Wen was a little surprised. The person responsible for guarding Silver Wolf was also on the high platform.
It seems that his status is higher than he thought.
The other party's perception was keen and he noticed Tang Wen's gaze. His eyes were like lightning and he looked straight at him. Tang Wen quickly lowered his head.
"Today is a big day for our Flame Camp. It's the selection of guards..."
On the stage, a man who looked like a general in black armor spoke.
Although there was no blessing by any means, the sound was clearly and accurately transmitted to the ears of thousands of people present.
The tone is sonorous and the speech is short.
About three minutes later, the black-armored general announced directly: "I announce that the selection has begun. Those who are selecting hunting guards should move forward 30 steps! Stand in 10 rows! The remaining candidates want to spread out to the left and right."
Tang Wen was shocked. It was indeed a military style, and the main thing was to be crisp and neat.
He quickly followed the team forward, followed the steps of the person in front, and stood in line.
"In the first row, take five steps forward, stand apart, warm up, and prepare to lift the stone lock."
About 40 people stepped forward.
"When I count to one, everyone must lift the stone lock in front of them. If you can't lift it, get out immediately! No quibbles are allowed, otherwise, you will be whipped! Do you understand?"
"clear!"
Everyone agreed with a bang, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
"Get ready, four, three, two, one, get up!"
The people in the first row gritted their teeth and used their best strength to grab the wooden pole and lift the stone lock.
"Hang on, three, two, one, do it again! Get ready"
There were comments in the team, including people who were surprised, anxious, and frustrated.
"This stone lock weighs 300 kilograms. Why do you have to lift it so quickly?"
"Second-class warriors. The standard for selection in the hunting camp is second-class warriors. I have just become a third-class warrior not long ago!"
"There's no chance. There's no chance this year. My dad will beat me to death when he comes home."
For a 300-pound stone lock, you need to clean and jerk 3 times in a row. Each time, lift it overhead and hold it for 3 seconds.
If it weren't for the inheritance of martial arts in this world, you wouldn't be able to reach this level even if you stayed in the gym for three or five years.
On both sides of the square, people who came in from the outer city of the camp to participate in the selection were dumbfounded.
Could such a big stone be hollow?
If it were solid, how could it be lifted up?
"Quiet! Those who make noises will be disqualified from selection."
A voice like a bell echoed in the sky above the square.
The selectors stopped talking and stood up straight.
The person who spoke was an acquaintance of Tang Wen, the commander guarding the Silver Wolf.
