Da Ming started to ascend the throne

Chapter 644 Unbelievable
Hearing the footsteps behind him getting closer, Du Hu just wanted to look back to see the distance from Zhu Cihong, when he suddenly found a figure parallel to him.

"I'll go, how could this kid catch up with me, it's too shameful."

Du Hu cursed secretly and accelerated again, he couldn't let his brothers see the joke, but no matter how he ran, Zhu Cihong still quickly overtook him, like a gust of wind.

"Stop pretending, Duhu, run quickly."

Zhang Fugui, who had just pressed ten dragon coins, thought that Dahu was pretending to be aggressive, and couldn't help screaming, but no matter how hard Dahu tried, Zhu Cihong was always faster than him.

"Come on brother!"

Erhu saw that they were still about 50 meters away from the finish line, and they also became anxious.

In fact, Duhu was more anxious than any of them at this time. He had tried his best, but he was faster, and Zhu Cihong was faster, maintaining an advantage of half a meter.

The instructor, Yu Yang, also saw that something was wrong at this time. Dahu's footsteps had long been chaotic, but he was just desperately supporting himself, while Zhou Da was very calm, and his footsteps were well paced. Yu Yang could see that he was still keeping his strength.

"Good boy, it's no wonder that he was able to become a lieutenant at such a young age. Not only is he physically fit, but his heart is more mature than these youngsters, and he actually saved Huang Dahu's face.

Yes, Yu Yang's guess is right, Zhu Cihong is new here, he doesn't want to let Dahu lose too badly, he doesn't even have a playmate in the capital, he wants to make friends with these young masters.

If you want to really make friends, you can't use your identity to suppress others, and you can't become a king. Only when the other party doesn't know that he is a prince can you become a real friend, instead of being perfunctory because of concerns about his identity.

"Brother won't lose, he's giving way to that kid."

This was what Erhu and the others thought, but they didn't know that the half-meter distance became a huge obstacle that Duhu couldn't overcome.

There were still five meters left before the end of the competition. Zhu Cihong looked at Dug out of the corner of his eye. He deliberately slowed down the pace and reached the finish line almost at the same time as Dug.

"Hey! It's a pity, brother seems to be a little behind."

When Yu Yang saw Zhu Cihong slowing down, a light flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself:

"This kid will become a great weapon in the future. He is competitive at an age. It is really rare to be able to make generous concessions amidst the one-sided cheers."

Yu Yang, who has always been called a cold-faced instructor by the students, inadvertently showed a smile, but soon restrained himself, and walked in front of Zhu Cihong:
"Zhou Da, congratulations on passing the first test, you are two inches ahead of Huang Dahu in the weight-carrying run."

"What a pity, two inches! You just need to be a little faster, Duhu."

A group of brothers started to complain for Huang Dahu, but Huang Dahu knew that Zhu Cihong deliberately slowed down at the last moment.

He definitely didn't want him to lose obviously, if Zhu Cihong didn't stay strong, he would lose embarrassingly today, at least five meters or more.

Like his old man Huang Degong, Du Hu is also a man of temperament. He took a step forward and saluted Zhu Cihong:

"Thank you brother for letting me go, this friend Huang Dahu has made a deal."

"Zhu Cihong clenched his right fist in front of his chest in return:

"Brother Huang accepted, thank you Zhou."

Huang Dahu is the empress of the state, and Zhou Da is just an ordinary general. Today, the empress of the state is embarrassed. These two will definitely become rivals in the future.

They suddenly shook hands and made peace, which surprised all the young masters present. Did Huang Dahu lose his mind?

"Don't make noise, now start the second round of testing."

Yu Yang stared, and these young masters immediately shut up and stopped talking.

The second round was the shooting competition between Zhu Cihong and Huang Erhu. In fact, Zhu Cihong would be able to enroll as long as he won any one of the three of them, but Yu Yang didn't announce that he wanted to see Zhou Da's marksmanship and riding skills.

100 meters, 120 meters, 150 meters, three ranges of rifled gun shooting test, only three rounds of bullets.

After a 2000-meter load-bearing run, everyone is not optimistic about Zhu Cihong. Now that his heartbeat has not calmed down, how can he compare with Huang Erhu, who is waiting for work at leisure.

The two took the guns in their hands, aimed at the target and pulled the trigger:
"Bang bang..."

At the end of the 100 meters, the two reloaded their bullets and raised their guns to shoot again:
"Bang bang..."

……

Soon the three rounds of shooting ended in an almost suffocating atmosphere.

The cadets at the Royal Military Academy were all nervous, expecting to lose their shooting percentages due to shaking arms from running with heavy loads on Tuesday.

But when they raised the gun on Tuesday, they all found that the hand holding the gun on Tuesday was as steady as Mount Tai, and there was no sign of trembling at all. On the contrary, Erhu's arm trembled slightly due to nervousness.

Big Tiger lost in the first round, and Huang Erhu must not lose in the second round. Otherwise, there would be no face for the royal military cadets, and young people still need face.

With a big wave of Yu Yang's hand, two people immediately went to check the shooting records of the two, and reported loudly:
"100-meter target, Huang Erhu Nine Rings, Zhou Da Nine Rings."

"120-meter target, Huang Erhu Nine Rings, Zhou Da Nine Rings."

Both of them hit nine rings in the first two shots. Before the winner was determined, everyone focused on the 150-meter target.

At this moment, Erhu's hands seemed to start to tremble slightly, while Zhu Cihong calmly waited for the result of the third target, with a very indifferent expression.

After experiencing brutal wars and killing countless foreign devils and rebellious natives in Nanyang, Zhu Cihong is very confident in his marksmanship, at least he will not lose to Huang Erhu.

"150-meter target, two yellow tigers and eight rings."

Soon Huang Erhu's result was reported, 150 meters eight rings, in the absence of a scope, it should be said to be a very good result.

When Huang Erhu heard that he had hit eight rings, he let out a long breath. He finally let go of his hanging heart. Just now he was worried that he would miss the target.

Because of the last shot, his hands trembled a bit. Although it was very slight, it was definitely fatal in a battle. There are eight rings and two tigers who feel that even if they lose, they will not regret it.

"How many rings does Zhou Da have? Why don't you speak? Did you miss the target?"

Everyone is quite satisfied with Huang Erhu's results, basically at the level of Erhu's usual training, and should not lose to Tuesday.

Seeing the students observing Zhou Da's target, they just stared blankly at the bull's-eye and there was no sound for a long time. These young people became anxious and shouted at him one after another.

Hearing everyone shouting, the student turned around slowly:

"The 150-meter target, Zhou Da hit the tenth ring."

……

The scene that was chaotic just now, after the students reported that Zhu Cihong had hit the tenth ring, fell silent instantly, everyone opened their mouths wide in disbelief.

So far, Zhou Da is the first to hit the 150-meter target. Zhang Fugui, who has the best marksmanship, has only nine rings at his best.

And Zhu Cihong still shot immediately after running 2000 meters with a load without rest, which is incredible.

"Don't report blindly, let's go and see..."

After reacting, everyone got up and rushed to the 150-meter target. They didn't believe that Zhou Da could hit the tenth ring.

(End of this chapter)