Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 55 Selecting Instructors [-]
On Jingping Mountain.

Armed Forces Hall.

In mid-air, a black abyss-like mandala military flag fluttered in the wind, hunting and hunting. Under the black mandala military flag, the faces of childish teenagers were like the rising sun, Vigorous.

"Officer? An officer in the army is a general on the battlefield!"

"Young Master is right. We can't just be soldiers who charge into the battle. We must have great ambitions. Instead of being reckless, we must be an officer who commands thousands of troops!"

"Now it can't be called Young Master, it should be called sacrificial wine!"

"Although Jijiu is not as old as some people like me, at that time he read a lot, and he planned a strategy to win thousands of miles away. If he can learn such a great skill, he will definitely become a general with a long history!"

"..."

Under the leadership of Mu Jing, these teenagers fought twice and won brilliant victories. They had some blind trust in Mu Jing, but at this moment they were even more in awe of God.

Their eyes were vivid, looking at Mu Jing's incomparably passionate expression, and hearing some special words from him, the blood in their hearts began to boil...

In the distance of the Military Equipment Hall, the delicate body of the Holy Maiden of Peace stands tall and graceful, wearing a snow-white long dress, exuding a holy temperament, her face is covered with a light veil, her peerless face is like a shadow, and a pair of beautiful eyes like a bright moon Flashing, she was gazing at the scene.

"Mujing, Mulongtu!"

She murmured to herself: "What a special young man. He actually uses martial arts as his academy and marching as his teaching. It is so unique. Maybe those old Confucian guys will think it is neither fish nor fowl, but I think he can really achieve a great career. If my father If he is still alive, if he can be taken under his command, the Yellow Turban Army will not go to the fiasco of today, even today, his ability to confuse people may not make him the second great virtuous teacher!"

These days, she lives in Jingping Village, and she can get in touch with Mujing every day, and the more she gets in touch, the more deeply she feels.

This boy seems to be a mystery.

"Your Highness, the great virtuous teacher is a talent of the sky, how can he be comparable to him, you think highly of him too!"

Standing behind the saint, Zhang Huo frowned slightly when he heard the words: "He is just playing the piano randomly. From ancient times to modern times, which peerless famous general can be made behind closed doors. The famous generals are all killed from the battlefield. At most, he only cultivates It's just a useless Zhao Kuo!"

In history, Zhao Kuo's story of talking about soldiers on paper is too famous. Even Zhang Huo, who doesn't read much, knows how big the gap is between a real famous general and a guy like Zhao Kuo who talks about soldiers on paper.

In his view, Mu Jing's use of educating scholars to cultivate generals is simply a fool's behavior.

"Uncle Huo, don't underestimate this person!"

The Holy Maiden of Peace shook her head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "He, Mulongtu, is by no means a reckless person. If he dares to do it, it means that he is confident that he can train a group of officers. Officers, officers in the army, As a general, if he can cultivate a group of core generals, he will be able to control the soldiers and horses under his command. He will not be like my father, who can only order the soldiers of the Taiping lineage even if he is the commander of millions of yellow scarves. Soldiers and horses, scattered in a mess, were eventually defeated one by one, leading to the current situation of the Yellow Turbans' defeat!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Huo snorted coldly, "Then we'll have to wait and see!"

He thought for a while, and suddenly asked: "Your Highness, are you already planning to stay here?"

"I am the Holy Maiden of Peace, the leader of the imperial court's rebels. There is no place for me in the world. If I can stay, it's okay to stay. I like it here!" The Holy Maiden of Taiping thought for a while, bitterly Said.

"Is it because of Mujing?" Zhang Huo asked tentatively with a slightly cold expression.

"Where did Uncle Huo go? He's just a young boy!"

When the Holy Maiden of Peace heard this, she glanced sideways at Zhang Huo, looked at Zhang Huo's expression, and immediately understood what he was referring to. Her cheeks under the veil were a little blushing, and her voice seemed a little shy and angry: "I just think that this place is very simple. , the villagers in the village are just simple people, here I don't have to worry too much about the identity of the Holy Maiden of Peace, at least I'm safe!"

"That's good!" Zhang Huo breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Highness, this person is only thirteen years old, but the city is too deep. Even if I stand in front of him, I don't know what he is thinking. , unlike a young man, he acts fiercely and decisively, he is a heroic talent, but he is definitely not a good match!"

"In this life, I no longer want to marry as a woman. A green lamp can be my companion!"

The Holy Maiden of Peace has no expression on her face, her eyes are dim.

"Your Highness..." Looking at her bleak figure, Zhang Huo felt a little heartbroken. The Holy Maiden of Peace is not a title, but...a responsibility.

"Uncle Fire!"

The Holy Maiden of Peace interrupted him and said, "Mushan went south to Tufushan to suppress bandits. Something seems wrong. I want to know about Mushan's situation!"

She had also heard a lot about Mushan in Jingping Village these days, but she was still not sure.

"Okay, I will send two people to go south to Tufu Mountain to find out, but I don't think you need to worry too much, Mu Shan is not that simple!"

Zhang Huodao.

Most of the soldiers of the Taiping God Guard came from rangers, and many of them had outstanding lightness skills and were good at scouting. Now that the soldiers of the God Guard have basically recovered, it is not difficult for two people to inquire about the news.

………………

Wubeitang is actually a military academy. A military academy is not just a simple speech to inspire people's hearts, and then announce its establishment. There are many things, big and small.

Apart from other things, the most important thing now is that Wu Beitang needs teachers. No, teacher is the name of the academy. Armed Forces Hall needs instructors.

Where to find instructors, this is the first problem that Mujing has to face in establishing the Military Equipment Hall.

Since Mujing established the Wubeitang, naturally he is not acting blindly. His style of doing things is more or less preparatory. eloquence.

"He's the martial arts instructor!"

Mu Jing quickly delineated the candidate for the first instructor.

In the era of cold weapons, when marching and fighting, martial arts is undoubtedly the most important. This is an era where one force can be reduced to ten games, and the level of a general's martial arts will determine the success or failure of a battle.

Therefore, the instructor who teaches martial arts must be cautious. First of all, he must be strong in martial arts, able to restrain these boys, and he is also proficient in various martial arts, not only ranger routines, but also military tactics...

In this way, there are not many people who are competent.

Now there is one in Jingping Village.

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Jingping Village.

Among the ruins from the entrance of the village to the Zhonglie Hall, the villagers are rebuilding their houses in full swing. Today’s Jingping Village is not the golden remnant of the poor who can’t eat, but the filthy rich, which should be rebuilt. Those who come back naturally have to start work immediately, not afraid of costing money.

Next to the Zhonglie Hall, on the left side of the small courtyard of the Shepherd's House, a brand new courtyard was also built in a few days. Eleven guards officers and soldiers.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!
In the evening, after Mujing slipped down from the mountain, he came to this small courtyard.

"Master Mu is in charge?"

The Holy Maiden of Peace opened the door to welcome the guests, her beautiful eyes were shining, she looked at Mujing, and said with a smile: "A rare visitor!"

Even if the two families are connected on weekdays, Mujing leaves early and returns late, and spends most of his time in the Zhonglie Hall dealing with matters, in fact, there are not many opportunities for them to meet each other.

Most importantly, the Holy Maiden of Peace discovered that Mu Jing seemed to be avoiding herself, as if she was a scourge.

"Your Highness is serious!"

Mujing smiled wryly. He didn't hide from the Holy Maiden of Peace. It was because she had such a good temperament that she could touch his heart with a smile or a frown, so it's better to hide away. Today I have no choice but to come to the door. He quickly said: "These days are too busy, so I can't take care of Your Highness, please forgive me!"

"Come in first!"

The Holy Maiden of Taiping waved her hand, and the soldiers of the Taiping God Guard left and right turned and left, only Zhang Huo stayed by her side.

Mu Jing walked in, the place was very simple, there was only a bamboo mat in the nave, not even a coffee table, the Holy Maiden of Peace knelt down and sat down, Mu Jing could only follow her figure and kneel down on the opposite side.

Kneeling and sitting is etiquette, the Confucian etiquette of this era.

(End of this chapter)