Wei State, Qin Dong, Yueyang.

On the school grounds, a soldier from Yueyang stood in formation, either wearing a long sword on his waist or holding a long halberd.

After several months of training from County Captain Sun Boling, a master of military training, these soldiers had already lost their clumsiness when they first entered the military camp.

And after the baptism of yesterday's bloody battle, they were even more faintly exuding that unique aura called murderous intent.

"The county magistrate, the county captain has arrived..."

An extremely loud trumpet sounded in their ears. The soldiers straightened their waists a little straighter, and there was a hint of solemnity in their eyes.

Under the gaze of everyone, the county magistrate Gongsun Yang and the county captain Sun Boling led the school captain Gongzi Yan and a dozen accompanying Hexi soldiers into the school grounds slowly.

When this group of people walked in front of a group of soldiers, Gongsun Yang and Sun Boling, the owners of this place, stopped in their tracks and bowed towards Young Master Yan who was half a step behind them, making an invitation gesture.

"Master, please come first."

"Since you two are like this, then I would rather obey your orders than respect them."

Seeing the kindness of the two people, Young Master Yan didn't hesitate much, so he strode towards one of the soldiers.

He stood still in front of the soldier, looking straight at him with sharp eyes. Young Master Yan was greeted by a look full of solemnity.

There was no uncertainty about the arrival of a stranger like him, nor was there any fear of the identity represented by the armor on his body.

Some only have a pair of eyes as calm as an ancient well, and some only have the fighting spirit of a warrior hidden in their eyes.

Young Master Yan nodded slightly to the front and looked at the soldier standing in front of him with satisfaction.

Then he gently stretched out his right hand and made a request to the soldier in front of him, "Can you show me the sword on your waist?"

From the first day he entered the Yueyang Army, Sun Boling, as the county magistrate, required every soldier to follow orders and prohibitions.

At this moment, facing the request of the captain in front of him, the soldier did not hesitate at all. He immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist and handed it to the young master.

"please."

"Thank you."

He solemnly took the long sword from the opponent's hand with both hands, and Young Master Yan began to look at it seriously.

To be honest, the long sword that Young Master Xian is holding in his hands is not that precious. In terms of the preciousness of swords, the long sword he is wearing at the waist is far more valuable than him.

It's just that on this long sword, which was not considered expensive, Young Master Yan saw the same sharp edge as the soldier in front of him.

At this moment, the winter sunlight shines on the blade of this long sword, and the yellowed blade made of bronze shines with a faint light.

And on the sword body where you can almost feel the coldness, the faint traces of blood add a bit of unique meaning to this long sword.

Young Master Yan's eyes shifted from the long sword in his hand to the soldier in front of him, his face full of admiration.

"This is a sharp sword."

"This is indeed a sharp sword."

Facing Young Master Yan's praise for the long sword he owned, the Yueyang soldier in front also agreed very much.

"Last night I used it to work with my comrades and kill five rebels."

"oh!"

Hearing the proud words in the soldiers' words, Young Master Yan felt a little curious in his heart.

"Then the blood stains on it..."

"It's those rebels." Facing Young Master Yan's inquiry, the soldier immediately responded in a deep voice.

"A good sword." After looking at the long sword in his hand again and saying this compliment, Young Master Yan turned his eyes to the soldiers in front of him, "Only in the hands of a warrior can he exert his greatest power."

"How about you, are you interested in joining our Hexi Army?"

Facing this sudden invitation from Gongzi Yan, the soldier's face finally showed a trace of bewilderment, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the county captain Sun Boling who was standing half a step behind Gongzi Yan.

Seeing the other person's expression, Young Master Yan handed the sharp sword in his hand back to him, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"A gentleman will not take away others' beauty. Although I am not a gentleman, but you don't want to have Brother Boling around again, then treat this matter as a joke."

After saying these words, with a hearty smile, Young Master Yan walked past the group of soldiers in front of him one by one.

From time to time, he would stop in front of some of the soldiers, or touch the traces of yesterday's battle on their armor, or admire the sharp weapons that had just made achievements on the battlefield.

A long time passed, and when all the soldiers in this group were seen, Young Master Yan came to the platform in front of everyone with great satisfaction.

As his footsteps settled in front of the platform, Young Master Yan's eyes slowly swept across the army in front of him that had just experienced the battle, silently watching the soldiers in front of them who had returned from a bloody battle.

There is no need for many words, let alone shouting slogans. The young master can clearly feel an invisible pressure from the soldiers in front of him.

In the eyes of Young Master Yan, the army in front of him at this moment is like a piece of rough jade that has been simply polished, already showing some of its splendor;

If they continue to train carefully and supplement it with battle after battle, this will definitely become an elite division with strong combat power in the future.

Since ancient times, gentlemen have loved beautiful women. How could a general not sincerely like the elite troops he saw?

At this moment, Young Master Yan, who was the captain of the Wei Army, felt a little regretful in his heart, why he could not arrive at Yueyang earlier.

If so, he could witness the moment when this long sword, usually hidden deep in the scabbard, showed its edge.

However, after the regret, another wave of thoughts came to Gongzi Yan's heart, and his eyes turned to Sun Boling who was aside.

"I see that the army trained by Brother Bo Ling is already elite, but I am extremely curious about its combat power."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he spoke, he turned to look at the dozen Hexi soldiers standing not far behind him, and made a special proposal to Sun Boling.

"Among the soldiers who came with me this time, there are also some outstanding ones from the Hexi Army."

"Now that both sides have soldiers here, and they happen to be on this school ground, how about each side select a few soldiers to compete in their skills?"

Facing this proposal put forward by Gongzi Yan, Gongsun Yang and Sun Boling looked at each other, and then saw Sun Boling take a step forward.

"Since the young master is interested, I can't refuse."

"In this competition, I, the Yueyang Army, took over."

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"Bang bang bang..."

The passionate beating of war drums stirred in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Woooooooo..."

The loud sound of the horn echoed on the school grounds.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind came from the north, making the red flags erected next to the school grounds rustle.

But in this cold wind, the soldiers of Wei who stood in formation on the school field felt suddenly relieved.

They were excited, their minds were agitated, and their eyes were fixed on the confrontation in front of them.

At this moment, what everyone in the audience was watching was the Yueyang Army standing opposite, and the Hexi Army had five soldiers on each side, making a total of ten soldiers.

In fact, according to the previous plans of both sides for this competition, Yueyang and Hexi each sent five soldiers for a one-on-one competition.

However, before the competition, Young Master Yan proposed that he would have a multi-person contest with Sun Boling's soldiers.

According to Gongzi Yan, victory on the battlefield is often not achieved by fighting alone. The mutual cooperation between soldiers and the changes in the military formation are the magic weapon for victory.

Therefore, under the strong request of Gongzi Xian, the original one-on-one contest turned into a five-on-five confrontation.

The reason why there are five people is because the Yiwu is the most basic organization in the Wei army.

After a while, when the sound of the war drums in their hearts gradually subsided, and when the sound of the horns in their ears gradually dissipated, the faces of the ten soldiers in the field immediately became more solemn and more awe-inspiring.

Both sides facing each other know very well that the battle has officially started at this moment, and it is now up to them to see which side will react first.

The right hand holding the long sword became more and more nervous, and the steps under his feet moved slowly. When his sharp eyes locked on one of the people on the opposite side, one of the five soldiers of the Hexi Army suddenly stood up.

"kill……"

As a cry of killing rang out on the school grounds, the Hexi soldier immediately charged towards the Yueyang soldier with his sword, and his companions followed closely behind.

The initiative taken by the soldiers of Hexi this time also means that the competition between the two sides has completely begun.

Looking at the five opponents on the opposite side who intended to strike first, the five Yueyang soldiers on the other side looked at each other before the confrontation.

Because they originally belonged to the same team, after several months of training by the county captain, the five of them had already developed enough tacit understanding.

Although there was no communication beyond words, just a simple glance, the five people had already understood each other's meaning.

"kill……"

A chorus of killing cries sounded across the school grounds again, and the five soldiers of Yueyang rushed towards the oncoming opponent at the same time.

When their respective offensives collided soon after, the differences between the two sides slowly became apparent.

When it comes to individual martial arts, the soldiers of Yueyang cannot compete with the Hexi Army on the opposite side.

After all, no matter how huge the gap between personal qualifications is, a new recruit who has only trained for two months cannot compare with a veteran who has been in the army for several years and has experienced many battles.

This is not only a difference in personal strength, but also a difference in knowledge and courage.

Regarding the fact that our own side could not compare with the opposing Hexi soldiers in terms of individual combat power, the Yueyang soldiers already understood this deeply after a few rounds of simple contact with the opponent.

The essence of battles since ancient times, regardless of the scale or the number of people, is nothing more than to use one's own strengths to overcome the enemy's shortcomings and ultimately win the battle.
To be continued...