Borrow the day to change the day

The weather in October is not very hot during the day.But even so, on the school field of the Beijing camp, the newly reorganized soldiers were still sweating profusely.They are in a group of hundreds of people, fighting against the assassination competition.

Around the school grounds, veterans of the new army lined up to watch; on the spotting platform, Marquis Zhongxing and the commander Cao Wenzhao were watching the battle.

Beside the two of them stood three martial arts professors from the Beijing Camp.At the request of Zhong Jinwei, I will give him some explanations from time to time.

After the three martial arts professors were transferred to the Beijing camp, seeing the set of assassination techniques they created was carefully studied by every new soldier and used to kill the enemy, the pride in their hearts is beyond words .

In the new army, they gained enough respect again, and such a life made them extremely satisfied.Because of this, they are all extremely grateful to Zhongxinghou, and thank Zhongxinghou for giving them such a chance to show their talents.

For this reason, they also strictly demanded themselves, and based on the feedback from several actual combats after the new army went to the battlefield, they made slight improvements to the assassination technique to make it more powerful in actual combat.

Now another [-] new troops are about to leave the army, and a sense of accomplishment filled their hearts.In the process of explaining to Zhong Xinghou, the three martial arts professors pointed out the movements of the soldiers who were fighting with each other on the school field from time to time, while explaining what they were proud of.

"Master Hou, the comprehension skills of the four young masters are really high! I can assure you that their team will definitely survive to the end." One of the martial arts professors suddenly praised.

When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he looked for the four children in the field with great interest.He also agrees in his heart, if the Fourth Elementary School's war understanding is not strong enough, it will not leave a name in history.

And there is another reason, that is, many concepts and tactics are first taught to the fourth elementary school, and then the fourth elementary school teaches others.Therefore, regardless of their young age, they are veterans in the new army.

Time is slowly passing, the number of people in the field is getting smaller and smaller, and the results are slowly coming out.

One hundred teams, ten teams at a time will fight in elimination style.In the evening, the last four teams left on the field were indeed the four small teams.

Under the guidance of the martial arts professor, Zhong Jinwei watched carefully.It was found that the four small teams have the most comprehensive grasp of tactical movements and assassination essentials, and the best overall coordination of operations.

The competition of the four teams came to an end soon after. Sun Kewang's Centuries lost to Li Dingguo's Centuries, while Li Wenxiu's Centuries defeated Ainengqi's team and began to compete for No.1.

"How is Li Dingguo's team?" Zhong Jinwei asked the martial arts professor as he looked at the two teams that had started preparing on the field.

"Master Hou, the military discipline of Young Master Li's team is the strictest. If there are no accidents, winning the championship will not be a problem." The martial arts professor replied with a smile.

Zhong Jinwei nodded when he heard this. This is the same as the original historical situation, and it is also Li Dingguo's highest achievement.It seems that their own butterfly wings will not change their talents.

The results of the competition were within everyone's expectations, and Li Dingguo won the championship with a relatively large advantage.

Zhong Jinwei looked at all the soldiers of the new army who lined up again in front of the general's platform, saw the traces of sweat on their young faces, and felt a little touched in his heart.

He walked up to the commander's platform and shouted loudly to the new soldiers below: "Although I don't want you to use it on the battlefield, I still want you to train hard in assassination techniques. You are all old soldiers, and you must also I know the saying that you sweat more in normal times and bleed less in wartime. I watched your game today, it’s good, I’m very satisfied.”

Seeing the smiles on the faces of the soldiers of the new army, Zhong Jinwei gave them more information: "You have to keep working hard, next time you will have a competition with the old soldiers in the new army."

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers who were laughing just now couldn't laugh anymore.Those old soldiers were all people who had really fought with Jianlu on the battlefield. Compared with them, they immediately felt a lot of pressure.

And those old soldiers in the new army, after watching the confrontation games of these new soldiers, did not dare to underestimate them.

Cao Wenzhao immediately ordered the team to be disbanded, and then accompanied Zhongxing Hou to the audience.As he walked, he said, "Master Hou, from the point of view of the last general, these new troops are already capable of bayoneting Jianlu on the battlefield."

He had commanded the close combat with Jianlu, so there was basis for saying this.

Zhong Jinwei glanced at Cao Wenzhao, nodded with a smile and said, "It is possible, but I hope they can practice more before the war next year, so as to minimize their own casualties."

Having said that, he put away his smile and said seriously: "In the next year's war, Jianlu will definitely jump over the wall. It's good for us to be more prepared."

"What Hou Ye said is right, the general is a little bit too big." Cao Wenzhao immediately admitted his mistake.

Zhong Jinwei just said this casually, not to teach Cao Wenzhao a lesson.Hearing that Cao Wenzhao immediately admitted his mistake, he smiled, stopped talking, and walked towards the steps of Dianjiang Terrace.

When he just walked to the steps, he found Si Xiaodu standing at the bottom of the steps waiting for him.

"Why, do you need me again?" Zhong Jinwei walked down the steps and asked Si Xiaodao with a smile.

The fourth elementary school should have discussed it a long time ago. For some reason, it was not Sun Kewang who spoke this time, but Li Dingguo said a little nervously: "Uncle, we want to go to the battlefield."

When Zhong Jinwei heard it, he said a little strangely: "I didn't let you go to the battlefield!"

Li Dingguo blushed, calmed down, and said again: "Uncle, we want to go to the Liaodong battlefield to kill Jianlu now."

"Oh, why do you have such an idea, will it be different next year?" Zhong Jinwei was even more surprised.

Li Dingguo was no longer as nervous as he was when he first spoke. He explained to Zhong Jinwei: "I heard from my foster father that now on the Liaodong battlefield, our army is fighting fiercely with Jianlu's scouting horses at night, and Jianlu is getting more and more cowardly. Nephews I'm worried that next year, going out with the army will be meaningless!"

"Oh, you really think so?" Zhong Jinwei confirmed with a smile.

The four primary ones nodded seriously together.

When Zhong Jinwei saw it, he couldn't help sighing slightly in his heart, it was the devil king in the troubled times who took war as fun.

"Now that the severe winter is approaching, aren't you afraid of the severe cold? How warm it is to stay at home!" Zhong Jinwei induced.

Hearing Zhong Jinwei's words, the four elementary schools raised their little heads together, and said firmly: "Don't be afraid! If you are a man, you have to learn from your uncle, protect your family and the country, and hunt everywhere for the rise of Ming Dynasty!"

Zhong Jinwei was speechless, why did these four brats forget what he usually chatted with them.

He thought that the current small-scale war in Liaodong was indeed an opportunity to exercise their independent leadership, and since their own side was on the stronger side, there shouldn't be any major danger.

But after thinking about it, Sixiao is still a bit young. What is the concept of being nearly 12 years old in later generations, but now he wants to lead the army alone to kill the enemy!

"Did you tell Zhang Xianzhong about this?" Zhong Jinwei asked after thinking for a while.