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Chapter 22 Competition
"Let's go!"

The poor and bored soldiers embraced the three of them and walked towards the nearest competition arena with smiles on their faces.

As the saying goes, how dare you go to Liangshan without twos and threes.

Ren Ning's decisiveness made Chen Mazi suddenly feel guilty.

It's just that at this time, he was already on the verge of riding a tiger, and was dragged by the crowd to the nearest competition arena.

There are two small soldiers on the stage who are competing.

They were shooting arrows with each other, at a distance of fifty steps, both sides had hits and missed shots, and it was hard to tell the difference for a while.

Ren Ning couldn't help laughing after listening to the surrounding ears.

The two people on the stage focused on every arrow they shot, calibrating and recalibrating, lest they fall behind by half a point.

At first glance, I thought the two had some life-and-death feud or took out some precious things as bets.

In the end, there was no big feud between them, and the bet turned out to be an orange.

Tangerine……

Ren Ning was speechless.

Yanfeng Fortress is located in the western region, with a hot climate and arid land.All kinds of fruits are difficult to grow, and it is really not easy to eat smooth and tender oranges.

It was probably sent by "express" together with his concubine Ren Xi's family letter in the past few days.

Thinking of Ren Xi's family letter, Ren Ning remembered his promise.He turned his head to look at the many onlookers in the audience.

Most of the martial arts arenas are real guns and real fights. In addition to releasing the soldiers' bloody spirit of fighting for victory, resolving personal grievances, and comparing martial arts skills, it also has the function of selecting talents.

There used to be some small soldiers who performed outstandingly on the martial arts arena, and were favored by some onlookers, and were immediately promoted to be his personal guards, and then ascended to heaven in one step.

Of course, the personal soldiers of each general not only pay attention to martial arts, but also pay attention to the word loyalty.Therefore, there are very few soldiers favored by the goddess of fortune.

But as long as there is a chance, no matter how low or small the pie is, the little soldiers will have hope.

Therefore, the tournament rings throughout the fortress are usually overcrowded after exercises every day.

It didn't take long for the two little soldiers fighting above to decide the winner.

Sheng happily took the oranges and shared them with his comrades.The losing side gritted their teeth silently, and finally strode towards the training ground.

Soon it was Ren Ning and Chen Mazi's turn.

In peacetime, the fortress usually encourages the soldiers to go to the competition arena after the exercise, so the setting procedure is relatively simple.

As long as the two parties go to the warden near the competition platform to draw bets, show their identities, pay attention to the end, and finally indicate the rewards and punishments or bets after the victory or defeat.

As for being injured in the arena, if you want to find a military doctor or something, you have to pay for it yourself or get military merit in exchange for it, not like you can get free treatment after being injured on the battlefield.

In addition, if you delay your military drills or sending troops because of injuries, you will bear the consequences.

Nine out of ten small soldiers could not read, so information such as identity and type of arms was usually written by the warden of the competition platform.

Ren Ning walked over.

He silently picked up the brush and licked the ink, and wrote down his name and military type casually.

"Scout? What a good word."

The warden's words sounded so-so at best, and appalling at worst.Seeing Ren Ning's handwriting at this time, his eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding.

Scout?
Chen Mazi, who followed, was about to report his name and troop type, but at this moment he shivered violently.

Although the entire fortress didn't say it directly, most of the soldiers knew one thing.

Among all arms, the number of scouts is the smallest, but the casualties are the largest.Any scout who can return to the fortress alive is a soldier who is one in a million.When fighting alone, it is by no means unmatched by ordinary soldiers.

"Name, type of arms, and rewards and punishments?"

The guard looked at Chen Mazi expressionlessly, and he had already put a cross in his heart to this guy whose expression was changing and hesitating.

hum~
There was a lot of discussion.

"Tao, he's a scout, not a cavalryman." A colleague behind couldn't help complaining for Chen Mazi, "Why didn't he mention it beforehand?"

"That's right, no wonder he dared to fight with a cane. It turned out that he was trying to lure us into a pit."

……

Ren Ning glanced at the source of the voice lightly.

Although scouts ride horses, it is true that they are a kind of cavalry.In fact, this type of arms tends to be more versatile, and it belongs to the kind that can fight when mounted or dismounted.

"Put your name on the bulletin." Ren Ning sneered, "Don't forget who was aggressive in front of everyone just now."

When he said this, the audience behind couldn't help but look at each other, and finally stopped talking.

There was no way to hide under the eyes of everyone, so Chen Mazi had no choice but to shrink his neck and report his name and military type.

"Big head?" Ren Ning asked Gu Datou next to him, "Did you think about the punishment along the way?"

Gu Datou patted his shiny head, "Last time he made me suffer ten lashes. I don't ask for more. If he loses, just twenty lashes will do."

Chen Mazi was furious, "Twenty lashes, Gu Datou, don't go too far."

"Twenty lashes was only requested by the big head, and I haven't mentioned it yet." Ren Ning seemed to have never heard of it, and he glanced at Zhui Feng not far away.

"My horse hasn't been brushed for a long time, so I need your water intake for ten days. Isn't that too much?"

Chen Mazi heaved a sigh of relief and shook his head.

A few days ago, there was a heavy rainstorm. Although the Yanfeng Fortress was not as exaggerated as the water flowing into the sea near the Lanmang tribe, it was still a heavy rainstorm.

Almost everyone in the fort took out everything that could catch the rainwater, so there would be enough water for a while.

At least it's not like in the drought before, when the wells in the fortress had to be dug more than ten or twenty feet deep to get a trace of water.

Just after shaking his head, Chen Mazi suddenly felt something was wrong.

The two parties haven't come to power yet, so why does he feel that he is doomed?

It's not good to make others angry and destroy one's prestige!
Angrily, he finally resisted the urge to slap his face, and then reported that he wanted rewards and punishments.

Not long after, the two finally got on the stage.

Boom!
Ren Ning threw away his crutches.

With a flash of cold light, the dagger that he had snatched from the Xiliang people had already appeared in his hand.

The steel and iron smelting technology of the Yunchui Empire is far more advanced than that of Xiliang, and the standard weapons in the fortress are much sharper than his current short knife.

It's just that Ren Ning has just returned to the fortress, and has not yet changed to a weapon that suits him, so he uses this short knife first.

Chen Mazi didn't use the standard weapons issued by the fortress.He rummaged through the weapon rack until he settled on an oddly shaped hinge.

With a whirring wave, he nodded in satisfaction.Looking back, I happened to see the short knife in Ren Ning's hand that was red to black.

With a rumble in his head, Chen Mazi, with divine help, suddenly figured out how the black color on Ren Ning's knife came from.

His hands suddenly softened a little.

Since joining the army, Chen Mazi has been on the battlefield twice.In the two battles, they encountered scouts from Xiliang who came to spy on information.

However, he was only one of the members who participated in the siege of the scouts, and he had never fought against them at all, but he still knew the capabilities of the scouts in his heart.

"Are you all ready?"

The guards of the martial arts arena usually acted as referees. Seeing that the two sides were holding their weapons, they couldn't help being very interested, and they also ran over to watch.

"Slow down." Chen Mazi quickly wiped off his sweat, "Let's compare archery. His leg is injured and he can't move. I don't want to take advantage of him."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mazi quickly put the hinge back on the weapon rack, and picked up a bow again.

　One hundred thousand words must be written before the eleventh day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)