Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

"My lord is here, are you watching?"

"See, hey, our Team A has this face."

"No, look at the team officer and the post team to meet them."

After the dissolution, Zhang Shouren also sent away Qin Zhizhou and other guests who had come from afar. It took no more than an hour to return to Jiaozhou City from this camp, and Zhizhou and others were of course going back to Zhoucheng.

Several guard commanders proposed to go around Fushan, and Zhang Shouren also arranged for Zhou Binglin and Zhao Baihu to accompany them.This kind of thing is still the most suitable for them to do. [

After sending people away, he was also very interested in the assessment, so he rushed over quickly.

In the Fushan Army, after all, the spear technique is still the foundation, and the spear formation is the strongest means to defeat the enemy, so the spear formation and spear technique are the fundamentals, and should not be taken lightly.

"Look, that's Zhu Wangli from the cavalry team. This fellow has already scored seven out of nine stabs."

When everyone surrounded Zhang Shouren, cheers came from the horse team.

The standard equipment of the cavalry is only a few long soldiers such as sabers and long spears, iron sheaths, horse lances, and long swords with eyebrow tattoos. They are all high-quality weapons made of charcoal and refined iron. Allotment of spears or other long weapons.

After all, with the current level of the Fushan cavalry team, it is already considered a good level to be able to control the rider to change direction and adjust the riding speed under rapid galloping, or to be able to swing a knife to cut people without injuring themselves or falling off the horse.

Only the masters of the most elite cavalry will practice long spears and halberds, which will give them an extra means of winning on the battlefield.

Right now, the general office is studying a horse weapon, but the time is too tight, and now [-]% of the energy is spent on making armor and repairing weapons and firecrackers. If you want to use it, you can only wait until next year.

"This guy is good!"

Zhang Shouren was much more at ease on this kind of occasion than on official occasions. Others wore training uniforms or armor, but he was dressed in official robes, but his spirit was radiant, without any airs of official prestige.

In front of these brethren, he often forgets his own identity, and really blends in with everyone, just like an older brother, or a strict instructor, and because of this, he is especially loved and respected .

Seeing Zhu Wangli's posture at this time, Zhang Shouren nodded and smiled and said: "This guy is very stable, and his riding skills should also be good. He can get off the horse immediately, he is a good hand."

"It's a pity that the official luck is not good."

Someone added a note on the side, and the people next to it laughed.

Zhang Shouren also laughed dumbfounded.

He is also the officer of the cavalry team, and he is familiar with the cavalry players. Zhu Wangli and his gang are not good soldiers by the standards of later generations.Not observing military discipline, doing whatever he wants, many problems, especially in terms of military discipline, Zhang Shouren has nothing to discuss and fight.

An officer who came out of the army of later generations has nothing to say in this regard.

But at this moment, there was a movement in his heart, and a vague thought suddenly came to his mind.

"The eighth middle school, it's so rare!" [

Zhu Wangli picked up a wooden ball from the tip of his spear with a very proud expression, and the surrounding soldiers cheered.

But the people above didn't give him time, took down the wooden ball, and immediately signaled Zhu Wangli to turn back.This kind of spear stabbing technique is about continuous shooting and running back and forth, which consumes a lot of physical energy, so that you can see the level of spear skills, physical fitness, reaction and many other abilities. If everyone After resting, try to stab again, the wooden ball on this target is not small, how could it miss?

Now Zhu Wangli was wearing iron armor, and ran back to the original place from twenty steps away, without rest, after adjusting his body, he continued to run.

While running, he heard cheers from Team A, and vaguely heard someone shouting: "This is the seventh high school, Brother Li, come on..." After hearing the words, he felt very happy. Annoyed, because he knew that Li Yaowu's spear skills were very good, and he planned to win the championship this time, but there were quite a few opponents at Li Yaowu's level. With eight out of ten stabs, it may not be safe to get the first place in the whole battalion.

At the moment, my heart was a little confused, and the iron armor on my body felt heavy.

Thirty catties of iron armor, a wrought iron helmet, short leather boots and leather belts on the feet, and some odds and ends hanging around the waist. Wearing this suit and running back and forth for the ninth time, This physical energy consumption is large enough.

When the target was close in front of his eyes, Zhu Wangli was considering the distance of the spear and the direction of the spear point. Zhu Wangli led his footsteps in front of the target, stabbed out with a spear, and pulled back after feeling the force on his wrist.

"Ugh……"

"Pity……"

There was a sigh behind him, Zhu Wangli's heart sank, and he looked carefully, and sure enough, the tip of the spear was empty, and the small wooden ball in the middle of the chest and abdomen of the humanoid wooden target was not pierced and brought out.

"Damn it," he was very rude, and couldn't help cursing at this moment: "The dog surnamed Li is going to win."

It's not that Zhu Wangli has any personal grievances with Li Yaowu, but the cavalry is newly established. Although the cavalry has made great contributions in the battle of exterminating bandits, but in front of the outstanding officers and soldiers of the first team, the cavalry is just a group of complacent people. Arrogant maniacs and rookies who don't know how to be good or bad... The military officer of Team A, even if it is an ordinary senior, has made a lot of contributions in the last battle where he beheaded more than a thousand ranks, at least ten or eight ranks of heads. It is recorded there, and the accounts of cracking horses and suppressing bandits during the usual training are also recorded. It is reasonable for this group of people to look down on other teams.

Others can bear this tone, but Zhu Wangli can't bear it. He usually competes with the members of Team A when he has nothing to do, and almost got into a group fight twice. Even so, although the grudges are not deep, the desire to win each other is getting stronger and stronger.

In this kind of spear competition, the real opponent is Li Yaowu, who has been upgraded to a first-class soldier because of his spear skills. If the opponent hits nine times with nine stabs, Zhu Wangli will be ashamed.

"Eighth middle school, eighth middle school!"

While Zhu Wangli was disappointed, the noise from Team A got louder. Just like Zhu Wangli, Li Yaowu was stabbed for the eighth time as expected. In the entire spear skill assessment, only these two people scored eight times.

But like Zhu Wangli, Li Yaowu's ninth stab also missed. After all, he was wearing dozens of catties of armor and turned back and forth. He was stabbed, but he couldn't pick out the wooden ball. Amidst the disappointment of his colleagues from Team A, Li Yaowu pursed his lips and retreated silently.