Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 670 Don't Shoot, Yourself

The Wuding River stretches for hundreds of miles and forms a bifurcation at the eastern foot of the West Mountain. The river flows through both sides of the foothill and will eventually join together again.

Gu Jia, head of the martial arts hall, discussed with the three brothers of the Qi family, and specially transformed the place into a comprehensive training ground, including woodlands, rivers, plains, mountains, rock climbing...

After three months of renovation, Wuding Martial Arts Field, named No. [-] Training Base, finally ushered in its first debut.

Just today, Wudingyan Martial Arts Field will be tested, and at the same time, [-] young disciples from the first phase of the Jiangwu Hall will be tested.

After a year of assessment, precipitation, and elimination, 2000 students were enrolled in the first period, and 820 students were finally left.

A thousand or so people were divided into red and blue teams by drawing lots, and they waited for the order to move forward at the reserved places on both sides of the mountain.

"Commander Deng, the Mongolian barbarians on the opposite side are not easy to deal with, are you sure?" A group of soldiers dressed in Ming army uniforms gathered on the southeast side. .

The 900 people all carried rifled muskets on their backs, and a red square scarf pinned on their right arm to show their identity.

Deng Hu stared at his team solemnly. He knew most of the people here, but because the duel was decided by lottery, his best partner, Xing Ping, was assigned to the blue team.

"What Mongolian barbarians, Master Shanda has repeatedly said that all those who belong to the Ming Dynasty are Han people, don't talk nonsense anymore, although Le Shulu looks rough, he is actually a thoughtful person inside." Deng Hu glared. He glanced at Zhang Chaogui and said.

"When the exercise starts, I just need to line up and kill the kid on the top of the mountain as quickly as possible. Don't let the queue get chaotic during the march, it will directly determine failure!" Deng Hu raised his voice and made the final mobilization.

Dozens of 'referees' carrying binoculars are arranged in the practice field, and these people are all served by instructors from various subjects in the martial arts hall.

If it is observed that the queue is scattered and disorderly, it will be directly judged to fail.

Boom—boom—boom—three gunshots came from the direction of the martial arts hall, which was the signal for the start of the battle.

"Everyone is there, move forward!" Deng Hu gave an order, leading the way with muskets in hand.

The team of more than 900 people first walked in a neat square step, and Zhang Chaogui, the leader of the team, chanted the slogan "left, right, left" as he walked, in order to keep the team uniform.

After a few breaths, Zhang Chaogui accelerated the frequency of his slogans, and more than 900 people jogged, but the queue was still neat.

A quarter of an hour later, the red team walked to the Wuding River, and on the other side of the Wuding River was a row of human-shaped wooden stakes, which were imaginary enemies.

The river here is about ten steps wide, which is the best shooting distance for muskets.

"First row, get ready, fire!" Deng Hu said loudly.

Bang bang — bang bang — fifty men in the first row pulled the triggers at the same time.

After the first row of guns was shot, the second row followed immediately. After the round was over, Deng Hu frowned, because many people missed at all. He looked at the referee who was watching from a distance, and he couldn't help but feel a little impatient. .

The exercise guidelines stipulated that only the instructor waved the flag to pass the first level, and the qualified standard depended on the degree of damage of the human-shaped wooden stake and comprehensively judged according to the hit parts.

The more time wasted in this checkpoint, the higher the chance of being eliminated by the opponent, so Deng Hu directly had to order to continue firing.

Shaoqing Jiaoyu finally waved the flag in his hand, Deng Hu couldn't help feeling relieved.

"There are all of them, cross the river!" After speaking, he took off the cardboard bullets and muskets on his chest, and stepped into the cold Wuding River.

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Hiss - the river is so cold!

On the opposite side of the mountain, the blue team led by Le Shulu had just crossed the Wuding River. Although spring had begun, the river in the north was still cold, and many soldiers were trembling as they organized the team.

"Hurry up, the old Deng on the opposite side is probably climbing the mountain, if you don't want to go back and be ridiculed, just work harder!" Le Shulu said in a deep voice.

The temperature of the river water is completely indifferent to Le Shulu, and the winter in the Mongolian grassland outside Guanwai is much colder than this.

Passing through a piece of woodland, a row of human-shaped wooden stakes appeared again, but due to carelessness when crossing the river, the cardboard shells of a dozen soldiers hit the water, and Le Shulu had to ask other people to change some.

Bullets are distributed in a fixed amount, and Le Shulu doesn't know what the next checkpoints will be, so he can't help but feel a little anxious.

After passing the woodland, there is an open and flat land, but everyone knows that Gu Jia can't let them pass so easily.

Sure enough, as soon as they walked to the edge of the woodland, the soldiers saw rows of barbed wire stretched ahead. Under the barbed wire was a mixture of cement-mud and water, followed by a series of routine obstacle courses in the martial arts hall.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's start!" Le Shulu glanced at the instruction not far away, and took the lead to run towards the barbed wire.

There is only one task, which is to rescue the target before Deng Hu and the others. According to what he learned from his sister Qiqige, the prince will also come to watch this competition, so he must win.

It's just that he doesn't know the current progress of Deng Hu's gang. According to the brief report before, after this obstacle zone, it's rock climbing.

Although the mountain surrounded by the Biewuding River is not too high, it is a barren mountain with no roads at all, and it has to deal with the obstacles and human-shaped wooden stakes set up by the teachings on the mountain.

And on the top of the mountain, a strangely dressed guy was lying on the edge of a stone, bored.

This guy's name is Wang Daorong, and he is also a first-year student in the martial arts hall. He is notoriously timid and fearful in the martial arts hall, so he is nicknamed Wang Paopao.

Nearly [-] students quit the martial arts hall one year after its opening, and most of them were noble children who couldn't bear it. Wang Paopao, the eldest son of Xincheng uncle, can still stay until now, which shows that he still has some ability.

When the red and blue team's hunting target was voluntary by Wang Daorong, the reason was that all the students in the martial arts hall were looking forward to this exercise, and they wanted to really participate, rather than lie on the top of the mountain and bask in the sun.

After all, all the teachers, including the head of the mountain, Gu Jia, are watching this exercise, and the results of the exercise are likely to affect the arrangements after graduation.

Although they are already low-level generals in the garrisons of various places, generals who do not want to be generals are not good soldiers. After a year of hard training and hard work, they believe that they have already surpassed their colleagues in the original army in terms of knowledge and physical fitness.

But Wang Daorong is not the case. This guy said that the martial arts hall was purely beaten by his father Wang Gang with a stick. According to Wang Gang, he must join the army to gain military merits, otherwise he would be sorry to his ancestors.

Uncle Xincheng turned out to be not Uncle Xincheng, but Marquis of Xincheng, and was still hereditary, but because of the Hongmen Banquet, he was forced to become an earl by Chongzhen, and his iron certificate was withdrawn.

This means that if Wang Gang dies, the succession of Marquis of Xincheng will come to an end. The title earned by the old ancestor through his life and death must not be ruined by Wang Gang's generation.

Ever since, Wang Daorong, who was still fooling around in the capital, was dispatched by Lao Tie to the lecture hall.

Wang Daorong doesn't care about the results of the exercises. He said that the martial arts hall was designed to be fresh from the beginning, and the results were not high or low.

Later, I got acquainted with Deng Hu, Xing Ping, Le Shulu and other like-minded brothers, and they walked all the way.

According to the arrangement above, after graduating in more than half a year, maybe he will be sent to a certain frontier garrison to serve as a hundred households, and then earn military merits.

But he doesn't care at all, as long as he can be with his brothers in the future, it doesn't matter where he is.

While thinking about it, Wang Daorong suddenly heard a sound coming from the left rear, and this guy quickly picked up the iron helmet from the ground and put it on his forehead.

Almost at the same time, a person appeared on the right side, to be precise, it was a clay figurine, because this person was covered in mud all over his body, his hair was gray and yellow, and only his eyes were bright.

There is still a shiny gun barrel in his hand.

"Don't shoot, your own!" Wang Daorong trembled in fright.

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