Wei Wuhou

Chapter 150 Being scolded by someone

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"My lord..."

A voice as hard as steel roared across the school field, imposing like a mountain, indestructible.

It's a pity that I am not in charge of such an iron army... Wei Wuji thought to himself.For the first time, he had a desire for this mythical army.

But now, Wei Wuji's attention is still drawn to the school grounds, especially the captain at the top.

Although it was about greeting the lord, the sharp soldiers below did not kneel down, but just bowed and clasped their fists in salute.

"Military law has its own rules. When you see the commander of the army, you must bow down. Why don't they do so?" Wei Wuji asked Zheng Dali after deceiving him.

For Wei Wuzu, his understanding is really little.The main reason for this is that he didn't believe that Wei Wuzu was really that powerful.

After hearing Wei Wuji's question, Zheng Dali looked arrogant again, and then said triumphantly, "Young Master, you don't know something. In other armies, the military law is like this, but..."

When it came to the turning point, Zheng Dali dusted off his armor before slowly saying, "Military pawns only kneel and salute to the king, and to others... even General Zhu Guo, you only need to bow in front of you."

Seeing Zheng Dali's pretending, Wei Wuji had the urge to kick him again, he was no longer an insider, and was still proud of being inside.

But it was precisely this that made Wei Wuji deeply understand that Wei Wuzu's management model was repeated.

And the direct beneficiary of this is the Duke of Wei, the Marquis of Wei.Because they can fight, are loyal, and have a sense of honor.

How could the combat effectiveness of an army trained in this way be weak.

"Exemption..." On the platform, the captain said calmly, the assassin's forehead was covered with sweat due to the scorching heat.

Pressing the sword with one hand, he walked two steps forward before slowly saying, "Today is your last assessment after you have been selected as a Wei soldier."

Turning his body to one side, he said to the soldiers in that direction, "Among them, all those who pass will be directly selected as soldiers."

Hearing this, there was still a little commotion below, because this was really important to them.

Standing with his hands behind his back, the captain snorted coldly, and after suppressing these voices, he continued, "And those who are not selected, you come from there, and then go back there!"

After saying this, the soldiers below did not say a word, because the rules had already been rotten in their hearts.

"Okay, let's not talk much, let's start!" After finishing speaking, the captain turned around and walked to the arbor on the stage.

The Army Sima who stayed aside was in charge of the actual organization of the assessment, which meant that he would also have to die from the heat.

Although they were all from Wei Wuzu's background, it is rare for these people who have positions to be so tired.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and even Wei Wuji has the urge to escape. If he keeps playing like this, he will easily suffer from heat stroke.

This worry is not unreasonable, and for the soldiers participating in the assessment, heat stroke means being eliminated.

Soon, under the organization of officers at all levels, the soldiers were divided into several groups and began different assessments.

For example, there are those who fencing, those who use spears, and those who compete in archery... There are so many of them.

The scene was extremely lively, just like a sports meeting, but without Wei Wuji's favorite basketball.

Wei Wuji didn't pay much attention to other archery and equestrian skills, because his level in this area is not low, and seeing these "weak scum" feels boring.

What attracted Wei Wuji the most was the sword competition between two pairs of soldiers. Unlike ordinary military training, they all used real swords.

And I heard from Zheng Dali that it doesn't matter whether you win or lose in this fight, the examiner only looks at your performance in the fight, especially how you cooperate with the robe beside you.

So many times, this kind of assessment will see blood, it can be said to be extremely cruel, and one must be a true warrior to pass.

Wei Wuji would never miss such a wonderful scene, after all, it was rare to see, and it also had a practical effect on his swordsmanship.

Standing in the distance, he couldn't see clearly, so Wei Wuji went straight to the school yard, and Zheng Dali couldn't pull it (because he didn't dare to pull it).

"My lord, it's not good for us to do this!" Zheng Dali flinched a little amidst the shouts of killing, following Wei Wuji's side.

Wei Wuji didn't even turn his head, but said coldly, "You straighten your waist, a soldier has to look like a soldier."

Wei Wuji really couldn't figure out why he was going back to his old barracks, what was Zheng Dali afraid of, and he wasn't here to sneak around.

Entering the Wei Wuzu school, the two of Wei Wuji were immediately followed by people, but this is not new, and there are many people who watch their training every day.

It's just that these two people are more courageous and closer.

Although Wei Wuzu's management is strict, it is for themselves and for others to watch on the sidelines, and there is no law prohibiting it.

Letting ordinary soldiers watch is also a spur to them, letting them know how a strong army is forged.

It is said that it is closer, but Wei Wuji is still nearly 30 meters away from the center of the fight, but it is still enough to see clearly.

"Ding... Ding Dong... Dang..."

The sound of clashing iron swords could not stop ringing, and 30 people fought with real swords and guns, not to mention how emotional the hot scene was.

"Chop off his shoulder..."

"No, no, you should stab him before..."

Standing on the side like this, Wei Wuji began to comment, using his relatively good swordsmanship, Zheng Dali who was watching from the side was greatly ashamed.

Fortunately, it is still far away. If someone overhears, they will not be kicked out.

Although Wei Wuzu can't help but watch, but they themselves have a temper, so you can make random comments.

Zheng Dali's heart was already hanging, and it was even more so now.

Now he just wants to say to Wei Wuji, son!This is on someone else's territory, can we keep a low profile.

Someone on the side was worried, but someone on the other side was very happy, and they were so happy that they almost covered their mouths with melon seeds.

Although Wei Wuji gave a lot of pointers, they were all hindsight and useless.

If you put him in the fighting arena, he can't guarantee that he can do better than others. The situation in the battle formation changes quickly, and only more experience can help people make correct judgments.

From this point of view, Wei Wuji is not a bit worse than the soldiers.

But this does prove that Wei Wuji does have some talent in swordsmanship, otherwise he would be pointing a fart, an inexperienced rookie.

"What are you clamoring about? Martial pawns can be judged randomly!" At this moment, a loud shout came from behind Wei Wuji and the two of them.

Because it sounded suddenly, Zheng Dali was given a note, secretly cursing that bastard.

Zheng Dali turned around and saw that the man was wearing a military marquis of Wei Wuzu, and now he was staring at the two of them angrily.

"Hi, general, we are here to observe, and we don't mean to offend." Zheng Dali explained in a good voice, which did not match his violent temper at all.

"Observation?" The Marquis sneered, and then he said angrily, "Just the two of you? A fool, a little boy?"

No wonder this military marquis was so angry, he had never met anyone who dared to stroke the beard of a Wei soldier.

How proud they are, even the generals of the Wei state and even the generals of the Zhu state don't need to pay attention to them. How could these two bums in front of them be able to judge at will.

Zheng Dali didn't expect that he would be scolded as a fool, but Wei Wuji didn't expect that he would be scolded as a jerk.

So he was angry, very, very angry!
(End of this chapter)