Chapter 7
The evening training is over.

At dinner, Wei Ning found a few extra pieces of meat in his bowl.

He looked at the bowls of Uncle Li and the others. Apart from a few pieces of steamed cakes, it was just a bowl of clear water and wild vegetable soup, without any meat or oil at all.

Wei Ning stood up slowly, sat down next to Uncle Li, and distributed the few pieces of meat in the bowl to Uncle Li and the other three veterans.

The four of them were stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "You brat! Eat more, we won't."

Even though he said he didn't want to eat, his throat had already started to gulp down saliva.

In the Han Dynasty 2000 years ago, the economy was generally backward. Very few marching soldiers could afford to eat meat, and most of them lived in poverty.

Wei Ning said stubbornly: "Uncle Li won't eat it, and I won't eat it either."

Lao Li's heart warmed up, and he laughed and cursed: "Naughty temper!"

"Eat, eat, let's all enjoy some of your glory."

"In the future, we will win the war, make contributions on the battlefield, and divide a few acres of land back home so that we can eat meat every day."

Old Li's eyes fell into longing.

"Our emperor will eat meat every day."

A veteran asked: "Do you think the hoe our emperor uses is made of gold?"

"That's for sure!"

Wei Ning: "..."

It is impossible for the emperor to plow the land.

He smiled, but in his heart he yearned endlessly for the eternal emperor of Chang'an.

What kind of meritorious deeds must be accomplished to qualify to meet Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the most arrogant generation in China?
What kind of person would he be?
After dinner, Wei Ning went to sit on the grass outside as usual, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth.

"Mom, I'm going to the battlefield soon."

"I'm fine here. Uncle Li and the others take good care of me."

Wei Ning muttered to the starry sky for a while, then opened the system mall again.

Practicing archery at night, he gained another 60 reputation points.

There are a wide variety of products in the system mall, with prices ranging from low to high. Cheap products such as [Papermaking*10 Reputation], [Methodology*10 Reputation], [Qu Yuanli*15 Reputation]...

High-end products are ridiculously expensive. For example, martial arts such as [sword skills, swordsmanship, spears, and halberds] require 200 to 500 reputation points. The most expensive products, such as the template of Ran Min, the king of martial arts, require 50000 reputation points.

Wei Ning looked at the balance of his reputation points and frowned slightly.

There are too few, and the items that can be redeemed are limited.

Even if he exchanged it for things such as papermaking, they would be of little use. There was no need for these things on the battlefield.

Martial skills such as knives, swords, spears, and spears were too expensive for him to exchange.

Weining browsed through the system mall for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly.

He exchanged all 60 reputation points and gained 30 points of agility, 25 points of force, and 5 points of intelligence.

Host: Weining

Power: 84
Martial Skills: 45
Intelligence: 65
Agility: 60
After all-round exchange, Weining's martial arts skills are now almost the same as those of veterans. The martial arts skills of ordinary people are about 10 points, or even lower. Veterans who have received professional training can reach between 40 and 50 points, and more powerful ones can reach 60 points. .

As for the improvement in intelligence, Weining's intelligence is now higher than that of a normal person. He feels that his understanding has become much higher, his understanding of affairs is easier, and his spiritual world is much clearer.

The improvement in agility was even greater. Wei Ning tentatively came to a tall tree. With a little effort, he was able to shuttle freely through the tall trees like a nimble monkey.

rustle.

Wei Ning suddenly felt someone coming not far away. He immediately got off the tree, looked around warily, and shouted: "Who is it?" Huo Qubing was stunned for a moment. He had tried to keep the weight of his steps down. Why is this kid's ears so sensitive? ?

After Weining saw Huo Qubing clearly, he relaxed his vigilance.

He knew this soldier, who was not much older than him. He had taught him how to shoot arrows before.

Huo Qubing came to Weining with his hands behind his back, took off the bow on his back, and said, "Compare the hanging branches in front of you!"

Huo Qubing took aim with his bow.

Wei Ning quickly removed the two-stone bow from his body and aimed forward.

Whizzing!

After Huo Qubing fired his first arrow, Weining's arrow followed closely behind.

boom!
Just when Huo Qubing's arrow was about to hit the branch, Weining's arrow was faster and fiercer, directly piercing the tail of Huo Qubing's arrow and fixing the branch of the branch.

Huo Qubing clicked his tongue in surprise, with shock in his eyes. He stared at Weining for a while, then smiled and said, "What a great archery skill!"

Wei Ning smiled shyly and said, "You're not bad either."

He himself took a shortcut, which was not a skill, but the other party was different. The other party was not much older than himself, and his archery skills were so superb that Wei Ning couldn't help but admire him!

This requires hard training day after day and a certain amount of talent to achieve this level.

How could Weining not be impressed by the other party?

Huo Qubing was also a little ashamed. The reason for his superb archery skills was that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty gave him the best resources. When he was in Yulin, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty focused on training him day and night. He not only cultivated his archery skills and martial arts, but also found masters Huo Qubing, the master professor of the art of war.

But this kid is different. This is a real talent. He can achieve such superb archery skills in just a few days. How can Huo Qubing not admire him?

The big man is a man who loves martial arts, and Huo Qubing respects the strong from the bottom of his heart.

The two of them have their own thoughts, and neither one knows the other's true identity.

"What's your name?" Huo Qubing asked.

Wei Ning said: "My name is Wei Ning."

Huo Qubing was stunned for a moment and said, "Your surname is Wei? Wei Qing's Wei?"

Wei Ning smiled and said: "The surname Wei may not necessarily be the Wei family. There are many people surnamed Wei in the world."

"I am not a powerful person, I am just an ordinary villager in Qianshui Village, Lantian."

Huo Qubing smiled and said, "You don't have to belittle yourself. Before General Wei became famous, he was still a riding slave. A good man will build his future by himself. No one is born powerful."

Wei Ning said oh, having said that, how difficult is it to really reach Wei Qing's level?
If Wei Qing had not had a good sister, would the Wei family have become prosperous?
Li Guang's grandfather was Li Xin, a famous general in the pre-Qin Dynasty.

Zhao Xin was originally a small king of the Huns. He was made a general only after surrendering to the Han Dynasty.

Although warriors can make a fortune on the battlefield, untouchables need greater luck and hard work.

Wei Ning was not sure whether he could survive on the battlefield. Being promoted from a small soldier to a knight was inherently difficult.

He collected his thoughts and asked Huo Qubing, "What about you? What's your name?"

Huo Qubing said, "My surname is Huo."

"Huo Qubing?" Wei Ning looked at him in shock.

Huo Qubing smiled and said: "There are so many people named Huo in the world, how can someone named Huo be related to General Wei?"

Of course Huo Qubing didn't know that he was famous in Wei Ning's heart. He just thought that he was in the favor of his uncle Wei Qing.

Wei Qing is now a famous general of the Han Dynasty, but Huo Qubing is just starting out. Without Wei Qing's halo, who would know him?
(End of this chapter)

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