Daqin: Zulong's number one favorite minister, Zhao Gao is numb

He looked at Mo with a gentle face, and there was some worry in his eyes.Recruits are assessed and assigned future training.

Among archers, sword soldiers, and shields, is it not good to choose one?You must choose a sword for close combat.Although this is the fastest position to make military achievements, it is usually the fastest to die.

If Mo Wu Da San Chu, you wouldn't be able to ask Fatty.

but....

The fat man looked at Mo's body.

"fine!"

Mo laughed.Then he put away his smile, and he also noticed that when he said his choice, countless eyes looked at him.

Sure enough, everyone likes to pick soft persimmons.

"In this election, the top [-] can be cavalry!"

When Mo and Fatty Ye were talking, on the elevated shelf, Shu Chang who had just spoken spoke loudly.

And his words fell.

All the recruits below were clamoring.

"cavalry."

"We have a chance to be a cavalier. My God."

"If you become a cavalryman, go home after March."

"If I become an iron cavalry and go home, the girls within a hundred miles will not be able to look away."

......

In this era, how tempting is a war horse.That is unimaginable.They spend their whole lives fighting on the battlefield, just for the fields and a cow.

Owning a horse, not to mention the [-] recruits in front of you.It is the dream of countless veterans.

14 years old, riding a war horse.

In an instant, all the recruits blushed when they knew about this.

Many people have imagined that when they ride home after March, the girls and women on the road will look at them and the surprised eyes of others.

"160 to one. Fatty, can you do it?"

Thinking of this ratio in Mo's mind, he suddenly laughed and looked at Fatty Ye.

Stand out from more than 8 people.

This difficulty is not small.

"hey-hey...."

The fat man squinted his eyes, smiled and said nothing.However, Mo knew that the fat man seemed to be going ruthless.

In this arena, not only the recruits, but also countless veterans from the Lantian Barracks are paying attention.

But outside the Lantian barracks, there were already huge crowds of people.The veteran watched from a distance, and it was dark.

And in the front.

There are a hundred arenas, and each arena has dozens of veterans maintaining order.

The [-] recruits choose which arena to compete in.

The top five in each arena will be the final winners.

"Go one by one!"

"Ok!"

Mo and Fatty Ye parted ways, and each chose a ring to avoid encountering each other.

The arena begins.The veterans all bet one after another, betting on who will win and who will lose.Although the veterans are all in the barracks, they all have some money and food.

And the new recruits who lined up came to the stage two by two.The advanced ones wait for the next round.Those who fail have no chance.

"ah!!"

"ah!"

...

Boom, boom, boom...

In the group arena, the teenagers confront each other with wooden swords. Perhaps this moment is the best manifestation of how ruthless the Qin people are.

Every young man in the confrontation gritted his teeth and slashed at the opponent with the greatest strength, and the wooden swords collided with each other with great force.There are no sparks from iron swords, nor the crisp sound of metal colliding.But the dull impact of the wooden sword made everyone understand.

If this level of strength is cut on the body, it is estimated that every ten days will not heal.And if it is chopped off on the head.Estimated to be bloody.

Everyone knew there was danger, but no one ever thought to stop it, and would never think about it.

Here, power is king.

Compared to the wooden sword machete the head, it is much better than the iron sword in the future.

Mo watched the young man being slashed with a sword, covered his waist, and fell to the ground grinning, only sucking in air.

I also saw that some teenagers were kicked and fell to the ground, and another teenager was trying to make up the knife, but he didn't want to be separated and fell by the teenager who fell on the ground.The two punched and kicked together, and finally their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and their hands were covered with each other's blood, and they didn't stop fighting.

"Shh~~~"

...

"Shh~!!!"

(;,1;.7!"!)  ….

Every time a teenager was supported or carried out of the ring.Numerous veterans will boo.

That was tens of thousands of boos.

It is conceivable how many veterans are watching and betting.

And there are more and more people.

On the other hand, compared to the duel of swords, the duel of shields is more exciting. Shields compare with strength.So in the back, it's basically two sides punching to the flesh.

Chang Ge is a quick decision.One was eliminated in the shield and sword arena, and ten were already eliminated in Changge.

And the archers.It's the target group, and it's also the only group with good health in all the arenas.

What makes people laugh is that whenever a teenager goes to shoot, regardless of success or failure, when he sees the shield and sword arena, he can't help but swallow his saliva.

.....

"You are so lucky."

"Let's switch places."

"Go away. Do you think I didn't count?"

...

There was a young man's quarrel behind him, but Mo didn't look back.

He knows what he represents in the eyes of others.

Chapter 023: Unexpected neatness

"Mo, I finally found you!"

Suddenly someone patted on the shoulder, and Mo froze for a moment.I just came to the military camp and didn't know many people.But when he turned around, he saw a familiar smiling face.

"Cousin!!!"

Mo didn't expect to see Uncle Xiao's son here.own cousin.

During the Qin Dynasty, there was no such thing as a cousin.

When two families get married, they are regarded as relatives, and they are divided into the theory of inner hall and outer hall, that is, relatives in the same hall and relatives in the outer hall.

Seeing the seventeen or eighteen-year-old cousin with a little beard in front of him, Mo had a smile on his face.

My cousin is three or four years older than me, and he joined the army two years ago.But whether it's the childhood memories in my mind or the two years when we first got along, this cousin named Xiao Yan treats me very well.

Therefore, foreign words, between brothers, who generally have a good relationship, will be removed when addressing them.

Either called cousin, or called cousin.

Treat each other as family.

"I've been looking for you for several days, but I didn't expect you to really come."

A complicated smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face.

"Let's go first. This kind of competition is not very meaningful. I will find a way to arrange it for you when my uncle or my father returns to Lantian."

Gently hooking Mo's shoulder, Xiao Yan said while preparing to wait for Mo to leave.

He didn't want Mo's head to bleed, or be thrown off the stage.

He even didn't want Mo to go to the battlefield in the future.

Although he has only been in the army for two years, Xiao Yan has also seen a small-scale battlefield with his father.

That time, where hundreds of people died like this, the blood of hundreds of people was red here and there.

.....

"do not!"

Mo shook his head.stopped.

He understands his intentions, but he can't leave.

Xiao Yan and Mo just looked at each other like this, and finally Mo smiled.

"Cousin, if you have money, where to go, buy it and I will win. I will pay you back if you lose, and I will get some points if you win."

Patting his cousin Xiao Yan's arm, Mo signaled him not to worry, then turned around and continued walking along the queue.

As for Xiao Yan, he looked at Mo's back full of worry.

Finally, Xiao Yan sighed.His eyes were full of determination to leave.Where are the hordes of veterans to go.

.....

"ink."

The team gradually approached, and when a teenager was carried down, it was finally Mo's turn.

Accompanied by Mo, he walked slowly onto the ring.

Opposite Mo was a young man with a strong body and many calluses on his palms.

Countless boos filled the sky.

The tens of thousands of boos, and the unprecedented boos made everyone pay attention to Mo here.

Veterans responsible for maintaining order, recruits queuing up, and generals watching from a distance.

"I really envy."

"That's not right, if you give me this soft persimmon, I can do it too."

"It is estimated that within five rounds, he will be knocked out of the ring."

"Five rounds? Change me, up to three rounds!"

......

Countless recruits were bowing their heads and whispering, but as there were more people, their voices naturally became louder and more unscrupulous.

Even the swarthy veterans in the distance couldn't help laughing, and many of them even took off the Qin sword from their waists as if joking, and pressed it down.

"I beat this skinny guy to lose."

"Me too!"

"I'm all in."

"I, I, I..."