The Nameless of the Common Clans

Looking at the ten-year-old child in front of him, Chen Mo had a headache.

Cao Ang was very well-behaved. He knelt down beside Chen Mo and didn't say a word, but how to place him was a problem.

"hold head high?"

"Uncle, please speak." Cao Ang bowed to Chen Mo respectfully.

"What did you mean by coming here?" Chen Mo looked at Cao Ang and asked.

"No, my nephew just heard about my uncle and wanted to pay him a visit. It is my father's wish to come here." Cao Ang shook his head.

"Ang'er, come here, tell me what your father said at that time." Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, looked at Cao Ang and smiled.

"Here." Cao Ang nodded and immediately explained the cause and effect.

Cao Cao is now a captain of the Dian Army in Luoyang, and I am afraid he will not go back in the next few years. Cao Cao also intends to help his son find a famous teacher in Luoyang to teach him, and send him to the Imperial Academy in two years, so he asked someone to send him to the Imperial Academy. All the family members were brought to Luoyang.

Although Cao Ang is very obedient in front of Chen Mo, in private, because his father has not been around since he was a child, Ding is not the biological mother and is afraid that the child will be wronged, so she is a little doting on her. Cao Ang knows his life experience, so even though Ding has treated Cao Ang in every possible way since he was a child. However, Cao Ang always stubbornly believed that it was Ding who killed his biological mother. He also had a rather surly personality and frequently beat and scolded his younger brothers, but Cao Cao could not control him even though he tried to control them.

When I came to Luoyang this time, I wanted to hire a teacher for Cao Ang, but I was too prepared for Cao Ang to play tricks on me and walked away. Cao Cao lost a lot of money and owed a lot of favors.

Last time Chen Mo returned in triumph and was appointed as a junior military academy captain at the age of fifteen. Cao Cao had a quarrel with his son last time and couldn't help but talk a few words. Cao Ang refused to accept it, so Cao Cao said that Chen Mo would be his teacher. If he could follow Those teachers before usually made Chen Mo angry, so Cao Cao would no longer care about him in the future.

"So, you came here this time to test my skills?" Chen Mo looked at Cao Ang, a little speechless. No wonder Cao Cao ran so fast.

"Before, my father invited Xu Kai, a famous scholar from Luoyang, who was proud of his poetry and calligraphy. Ang argued with him about the Book of Songs, but after three days, he hid his face and left. Later, my father invited Zhang Han, a knight-errant from Luoyang, who was proud of his swordsmanship and only relied on his swordsmanship. He is no longer my rival, so he left in shame." Cao Ang still looked like a good boy, bowing his hands to Chen Mo and saying, "I don't know, what can my uncle teach me? What can I be proud of?"

"Me?" Chen Mo thought for a while, looked at Cao Ang and said, "I can do all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting except the harp. I am also good at weapons, swords, guns, swords and sticks. When it comes to knowledge, I can teach you all the poems, books and Five Classics. If you If you want to be a general, I'm pretty good at military formations and tactics, and if you want to learn farming, I'm also good at it."

"They are all acceptable. In other words, although my uncle's knowledge is extensive, it is mixed but not refined?" Cao Ang said with a smile.

"You can say that." Chen Mo nodded. What he knew was acceptable, but if he met a real master, it would be difficult to beat him. However, in this world, compared to Chen Mo, there were not many people who could be called masters. Seeing Cao Ang becoming more and more confident, Chen Mo couldn't help but smile: "But there is one thing I can definitely teach you."

"Oh?" Cao Ang looked at Chen Mo and said in disbelief: "But I don't know what my uncle said?"

"Be a human being." Chen Mo stood up and said, "I know you are not convinced. Go to the military camp first. I know why Brother Meng De sent you here. If you don't train your child well, you may become the second Yang Fixed."

"Although uncle is my elder in name, there is not much age difference between you and me. These words are too arrogant." Cao Ang also stood up. Although he was still polite, his words were arrogant.

"The truth is this, but your father is worthy of my brother. You can't change this. In this way, what I just said or what I didn't say, you can choose to compete with me, choose what you are best at, if you can beat me "You can come and go freely in this military camp, I said so." Chen Mo looked at Cao Ang and said with a smile, "But if you lose..."

"In this military camp, Ang is willing to listen to my uncle's teachings." Cao Ang said with a salute.

"Okay, you can come and compete with me every day, but if you lose, listen to me, and if you win, you make the decision." Chen Mo nodded and said, "Now, choose."

"I heard that my uncle is famous for his archery, so I decided to compete with him in archery." Cao Ang saluted, "It's just that Ang is still young and lacks strength. I'm afraid..."

"The twenty-step archery target uses a soft bow as a weapon, just like you and me." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Okay!" Cao Ang bowed slightly to Chen Mo and said, "I hope my uncle will keep his word."

"Wu Yi!" Chen Mo smiled and did not answer.

"Here!" Dalang's figure appeared outside the camp and saluted Chen Mo.

"Set up a twenty-step archery target and two soft bows in the school field. I will compete with others. The three soldiers stopped training and the school field watched." Chen Mo smiled at Dalang.

"Here!" Dalang agreed, turned and left.

Soon, on the school field, three soldiers and horses had gathered, surrounding the edge of the school field, kneeling neatly on the ground, looking at the archery target twenty steps away from the school field. Although many people felt a little confused, no one After speaking out, the scene was silent and serious. Even Cao Ang was extremely surprised. He looked at Chen Mo and said, "My uncle is also very good at training troops. Ang admires him."

"Don't worry, I'm afraid you won't be impressed." Chen Mo led Cao Ang straight to the school grounds, looked at the twenty-step archery target, and turned to look at Cao Ang: "Are you nervous?"

"Ang Zi is not afraid of such means!" Cao Ang said proudly.

"Since you are the eldest son of Brother Mengde, you will definitely lead the army in the future. If you can't even face such a scene, then no matter how knowledgeable and talented you are, you are just a rhetorical jester." After Chen Mo finished speaking, he came straight He went to the longer center and said loudly: "Today, I am going to compete with others in archery, with a twenty-step target. The winner can command the loser for one day. I invite everyone to come and be a witness. If I lose, Today, I will be sent by this son.”

"General, you're done bullying a child like this, right?" Zhong Yun shouted, somewhat dumbfounded.

"You can just think of me as a bully. Sometimes, it actually feels good to bully a child." Chen Mo smiled, turned to look at Cao Ang and said, "Which one comes first, you or me?"

"The nephew will show off his shame." Cao Ang bowed to Chen Mo, took off a soft bow from the bow stand, pulled it, then took off the arrows, opened the bow and nocked the arrow, took a deep breath, Meng De He opened his bow and shot an arrow, then quickly drew the second arrow. Three arrows in a row hit the target.

The soldiers who were watching the excitement couldn't help but be a little surprised. Although a twenty-step target was nothing, not everyone could hit the bull's-eye with an arrow.

"Uncle, please!" Cao Ang saluted Chen Mo.

Chen Mo nodded, took the arrow from Dalang, looked at the target, made an estimate, then opened the bow and nocked an arrow, instead of shooting three arrows in a row like Cao Ang, he shot one arrow after another. .

The first arrow hit the tail of the arrow shot by Cao Ang, and the second arrow and the three enemy arrows did the same. Not to mention Cao Ang, even those who were good at shooting in the army were stunned. The target's bullseye was at least the size of a fist. But the tail of the arrow was more than ten times smaller than the bullseye. Chen Mo's three arrows in a row hit the tail of the arrow without causing the two arrows to fall. This control of the force was the most astonishing.

Chen Mo twisted another arrow and shot it out, hitting the bull's-eye. The force of the arrow hitting the bull's-eye knocked the other six arrows down. Then he shot two more. He turned around and handed the soft bow to Cao Ang and said, "Just now What I did, you just have to do it again and you win.”

Cao Ang silently took the soft bow, looked at the target, and then at the soft bow in his hand. For the first time, frustration appeared on his face. He shook his head and said, "Ang can't do it."

Just talking about the control of strength, not many people can do it. This is not a matter of strength. Chen Mo's archery has been systematically and comprehensively trained. As soon as he gets the bow, the weight of the bow and the strength of the bow will You can clearly understand the maximum range and power of an arrow. In this aspect, I am afraid that there may not be any archers in the world who can compare with Chen Mo, let alone achieve it.

"Don't you want to try?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"Doing something you know you can't do is not something a wise person would do." Cao Ang hung the soft bow back on the bow stand and shook his head.

"That's fine, since I lost..."

"Ang is willing to listen to my uncle's orders." Cao Ang bowed.

"That's fair." Chen Mo nodded and shouted to the army: "Where is Bao Geng?"

"The general is here!" Bao Geng quickly stepped out of the queue and saluted Chen Mo.

"Leave it to you." Chen Mo pointed at Cao Ang: "I will train with you today."

"This..." Bao Geng looked at Cao Ang, a little confused: "General, how do you practice this?"

"He will practice how others practice." Chen Mo looked at Cao Ang and said: "Including food and accommodation, I will be with you. Of course, you can give up at any time."

"General, don't worry, if others can do it, Ang can do it too." Cao Ang said loudly, puffing up his chest.

"Return to the team!" Chen Mo waved his hand and said loudly: "Continue training, soldiers, listen up. After so much training, you can be regarded as a strong and brave man like me, but don't let me compare you to a child."

"Don't worry, general!" Bao Geng agreed, turned around and took Cao Ang back to his own team. The troops dispersed and continued training.

The training of Chen Mo's battalion is definitely the most rigorous in the Xiyuan Army. No matter how talented Cao Ang is, he has never been so tired since he was growing up in Dingshi House. The most important thing is that he has to eat with these people. Together, the smell of sweat gathered together, which was quite unpleasant. Although there was a lot of food, Cao Ang found it difficult to swallow.

Seeing Chen Mo sitting in the army with a group of soldiers, not shying away from biting, Cao Ang gritted his teeth and resisted his nausea as they ate together.

That night, Cao Ang couldn't sleep.

Early the next morning, Cao Ang couldn't wait to find Chen Mo: "I heard that my uncle's chess skills are superb, and Mr. Lu admires them very much. Ang wants to compete with his uncle today."

"Are you sure? If we lose, we have to continue training today." Chen Mo pointed at the army that had begun morning training in the distance and looked at Cao Ang to remind him.

"My nephew has decided!" Cao Ang said loudly.

"very good."

A quarter of an hour later, looking at the chess game in front of him, Cao Ang surrendered in frustration and started the second day of training.

In the next few days, Cao Ang challenged Chen Mo with poems, books, the Five Classics, the Six Arts of Confucianism, weapons and fists, but was defeated without exception. Cao Ang's arrogance and self-confidence were severely beaten in front of Chen Mo, but his unyielding determination The strength surprised Chen Mo.