Soldiers compete in martial arts, which is a normal part of military training.
It’s nothing fancy, there’s no need to hold up rocks to test your strength, or use a target to test your archery accuracy, just go shirtless and be reckless.
In combat in the cold weapon age, strength, agility, and skill are crucial. These are the key factors that determine a sergeant's life or death on the battlefield. If any sergeant can't exert more than a hundred kilograms of strength with a single wave of his arms, he is simply an outlier in the military.
According to the Jurong Guard sergeant, your body is like a boss.
Gu Zhengchen is very weak. Although he has been trained several times, his arms are still unable to draw a hard bow of one stone, not to mention one stone, even five buckets. Even now, he is still at the level of grabbing Mu Sheng's toy bow...
Dou Qiao led the Jurong Guards sergeants to stand to the east, and Chen Dayue led the Yulin Guards sergeants to assemble in the west.
Rows of sergeants lined up neatly, with ten feet of distance between them.
Seeing that the sergeant was ready, Zhao Hailou looked at Gu Zhengchen. Gu Zhengchen glanced at Mao Xiang and nodded slightly. Zhao Hailou banged the gong and shouted loudly: "Let the competition begin!"
The sound of roar swept over, and the soldiers from both sides rushed towards each other like beasts out of the cage.
Zhao Hailou and Wang Liang were a little nervous.
Wang Liang clenched his fists, looked at the sergeants who were about to come into contact, and said unwillingly: "Why did Commander Gu choose them to fight? If we were to take action personally..."
Qin Song crossed his arms on his chest and said confidently: "Believe me brothers, the arrogance in their hearts is no less than anyone else. Commander Gu was right to choose them. They have the confidence and anger to prove that they are truly powerful sergeants. It is very clear. If you lose this competition, you will never be able to hold your head high again in the future.”
"For the strong, losing is at best a sign of inferior skills. But for these relatively weak sergeants, they have no way out. This is a desperate battle, and they must win."
Wu Rong heard Qin Song's words, took a deep look, walked up to Mu Ying and whispered a few words in his ear. Mu Ying turned her eyes to Qin Song, and said to Gu Zhengchen with a smile: "I didn't expect that your words There are more than just reckless people in Wei."
Gu Zhengchen nodded calmly: "In a year and a half, there will be no more reckless men in Jurong Guard."
Mao Xiang frowned: "What does this mean?"
Gu Zhengchen pointed to the wooden shelf behind the high platform, with a blackboard hanging on it: "Jurong Guard sergeants must be literate. Nowadays, even the worst sergeant can know more than thirty characters."
"This this……"
Mao Xiang was shocked, must everyone be literate?
Is Gu Zhengchen's move too big? You must know that 95% of the Yulin Guards sergeants are illiterate, all of them are warriors, and even the entire sergeants in Jinling, most of them are illiterate.
These days, sergeants who can read are extremely rare, because those who can read are basically officials...
If you want to be a general and lead troops to fight, you must understand the art of war. If you are not literate, if you cannot read military books such as "The Art of War", it will be difficult to fight exciting battles that impress Lao Zhu with outstanding military exploits.
Of course, those like Lao Chang who are born to fight are not included.
Gu Zhengchen made all the Jurong Guards sergeants literate. This is not military training. This is simply a general camp! There is no telling which time the imperial court will fight in the future. If Jurong Guards sergeants are sent out to fight, a group of generals with extraordinary wisdom and bravery will emerge.
Although there may not be super fierce men like Xu Da and Li Wenzhong, but a few brave commanders and Qianhu will emerge, they are also extraordinary figures, and these people will never forget Gu Zhengchen's nurturing grace!
Mao Xiang looked at Gu Zhengchen with some fear. If this man grows up and the soldiers of Jurong Guard grow up, then Gu Zhengchen will have a firm foothold among the generals! He seems to have never given up any opportunity and has been accumulating his own power, although these powers now seem very inconspicuous.
Gu Zhengchen stared, the Jurong Guard sergeant and the Yulin Guard sergeant were like two waves, crashing into each other!
The battle begins!
Liu Yubao rushed to the front, met the Jurong Guards sergeant, and smashed him with his fist.
A Jurong sergeant roared angrily, bent down and bumped directly into Liu Yubao. The powerful force knocked Liu Yubao back. Liu Yubao did not expect that the opponent's strength was so strong. He suddenly exerted his strength, stepped up his horse, and stabilized his body. , his fist landed on Sergeant Jurong’s back.
Boom!
The dull sound of fists made people's scalp numb, but the Jurong sergeant showed no sign of letting go after being beaten.
A fierce look flashed in Liu Yubao's eyes. He put away his fist and was about to hit him with his elbow. Suddenly, he felt that the Jurong sergeant holding him exerted force. His feet were off the ground and he was thrown away. go out!
"Ah! Brothers, do it for me!"
Liang Lin spat out blood-stained spit, and bruised his neck with veins popping out. He received two punches from the Yulin Guards sergeant, but he still looked unruly: "Is this what you Yulin Guards are capable of?"
Step, punch!
A Yulin Guard sergeant was knocked directly to the ground.
When Mao Xiang saw this scene, his face gradually became ugly: "How come the sergeants of Jurong Guard are so brave and unafraid of death? What did you do to them?"
Gu Zhengchen observed the scene of the "gang fight" and saw Dou Qiao and Yu Linwei's deputy Qianhu Chen Dayue fighting each other. The two of them were punching each other hard and neither would give way to the other. Their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, but there was no winner yet. Oh, Chen Dayue was kicked. Who did it? Zhou Ba, this guy is very sinister. When fighting, he likes to hide behind and look for opportunities to trick people.
Poor Chen Dayue, the deputy Qianhu of Yu Linwei, was actually attacked by Dou Qiao, which was a bit tragic. What, Chen Dayue turned over, Dou Qiao is going to be unlucky, uh, Zhou Ba stretched his legs again, Dayue, I sympathize with you...
"It didn't do anything, it just boosted morale."
Gu Zhengchen was very satisfied with the performance of the Jurong Guard sergeant.
Cold sweat began to break out on Mao Xiang's forehead. The sergeants of the Yulin Guards were here to spar, but the sergeants of the Jurong Guards looked like they were fighting to the death. Except for the fact that they didn't hit the fatal blow, they didn't hit the fatal part, but every move, every punch. Every kick was harsh.
What Mao Xiang couldn't figure out the most was that the Jurong Guard sergeant was obviously knocked to the ground, and it looked like he wouldn't be able to stand up for a while, but these guys turned over and jumped up, seemingly uninjured. Instead, he fought back and fought with full strength.
This group of people has an indescribable excitement, which is even more exciting than the reward of dozens of taels of silver for being injured. Who can boost morale to this point?
"You shouldn't have given them any medicine, right?"
Mao Xiang's face turned dark as he looked at the Yulin Guard sergeant who was gradually unable to hold on anymore.
These are elites, elites. How can they lose to the local guard sergeants? After returning home, they still have to be scolded to death by the emperor?
Gu Zhengchen tilted his head and looked at Mao Xiang: "If you have such medicine, give me some."
Mao Xiang was furious, stood up and walked out, shouting angrily: "Senior Yulin Guard, listen, if you lose here, how can you still have the dignity to call yourself the emperor's personal guard?"
After being beaten, Chen Dayue, Liu Yubao and other Yulin Guard sergeants had to grit their teeth and persist. However, the Jurong Guards were really brave. They were not afraid of pain when they were beaten, and they did not fall to the ground when they were injured. They bit and bit like wolves and dogs. How else to fight?
Mu Ying raised her hand and patted Gu Zhengchen's shoulder, nodding slightly: "You are very good at training soldiers."
Gu Zhengchen corrected him seriously: "I am not good at military training. In fact, Zhao Hailou, Wang Liang and others are responsible for all the military training matters of Jurong Guard, and I have not even participated. But if we talk about encouragement Morale, I’m good at painting a pie for the sergeants.”
"Draw a pie?"
Mu Ying understood what this meant and said with a smile: "I thought it was the Yulin Guards who were one-sided against the Jurong Guards, but I didn't expect that the fight was so brutal and the Jurong Guards had the upper hand. You are not afraid that after defeating the Yulin Guards, These people are probably not in Jurongwei anymore?”
Powerful sergeants naturally gave priority to filling the emperor's personal guards.
Gu Zhengchen didn't mind Lao Zhu drawing blood at Jurong Guard: "These sergeants are His Majesty's soldiers. I will comply with whatever arrangements His Majesty wants."
Mao Xiang stamped his feet, turned around and looked at Mu Ying and Gu Zhengchen who were chatting casually, and said with a grimace: "I didn't expect that Sergeant Jurong Guard is so tyrannical, and even the Yulin Guards are no match for him."
Gu Zhengchen stood up and walked towards Mao Xiang. He looked at the Jurong Guards and Yulin Guards sergeants who were still fighting, and said softly: "Senior Yulin Guards, you haven't trained for a long time. As the emperor's guard, lack of training is not a good thing. . It is not a bad thing for them to suffer a loss this time, nor is it a bad thing for Commander Mao and his colleagues."
"how do I say this?"
Mao Xiang didn't understand.
You've lost all your face, how can you say it's not a bad thing?
Gu Zhengchen did not want to quarrel with Mao Xiang. This competition was arranged by Lao Zhu. The Jurong Guard could not lose, and it would inevitably bring disgrace to Mao Xiang, so he had to look for compensation elsewhere: "Commander Mao, you think, Yulin Guard If we lose, His Majesty will definitely rectify the Habayashi Guards, so who will be responsible for the training of the Habayashi Guards, and who will be responsible for the examination school for the training of the Habayashi Guards?"
Mao Xiang's eyes lit up.
In this way, this is an opportunity for me.
There is no benefit to whoever is responsible for the training, but there are many benefits to whoever is responsible for the examination. The people he personally promoted will naturally be obedient and effective, and they will have many people to take care of him in the future.
Gu Zhengchen reminded: "After this competition, Commander Mao may wish to take a look at the training methods of Jurong Guards."
"sure."
Mao Xiang smiled.
As long as you understand the Jurong Guard's training methods, and only you, a high-ranking official, understand it, it will be impossible for anyone else in the Yulin Guard to steal this job.
Gu Zhengchen is the one who can handle things.
Mao Xiang looked back and found that the beaten Yulin Wei was not that embarrassed.
The competition is over.
All the Yulin Guards were defeated, and only about fifty of the Jurong Guards were left standing, while the others were lying on the ground gasping for breath.
Mu Ying looked at Gu Zhengchen, who had a look of satisfaction on his face, and realized that there would always be some changes when something happened to him.
Gu Zhengchen admired these Jurong Guard sergeants. They defeated the tyrannical Yulin Guard sergeants with their bravery, tenacious will, determination to win, and fearless spirit!
"There is no invincible enemy, only you!"
Gu Zhengchen's voice echoed throughout the teaching field, like a cool breeze blowing through the hearts of every Jurong sergeant, feeling very comfortable...
