He stayed in the Blue Sky Military Camp for a few days until all the nearly 80,000 recruits arrived. The training began.
And the so-called training was not like what others imagined, like practicing the sword or brandishing the spear.
It was a military formation!
In the words of the veterans, the thing about practicing the sword. As a Qin citizen, he must have played with them since he was young. No matter how bad it was, he would at least have the strength.
Therefore, he definitely wouldn't be ranked first.
"Mo, why did you choose to fight with swords?”
Fatty Ye asked in confusion.
He looked at the refined Mo with a hint of worry in his eyes. The recruit assessment would be assigned to the subsequent training.
Amongst archers, soldiers, and shields, couldn't he just choose one? He had to choose a sword for close combat. Although this was the fastest position to gain military merits, it was also usually the fastest to die.
If Mo Wu was a boorish man, Fatty Ye wouldn't have asked.
but
Fatty Ye looked at Mo's body.
"I'm fine!"
Mo smiled. Then, he put away his smile. He also noticed that when he said his choice, countless eyes were looking at him.
As expected, people liked to pick on the weak.
"In this election, the top 500 can become cavalry!”
Just as Mo and Fatty Ye were talking, Shu Zhang, who had spoken just now, spoke loudly on the elevated platform.
As soon as he finished speaking.
All the recruits below were clamoring.
"Cavalry."
"We have a chance to become cavalry. Oh my god."
"If you become a cavalryman, you will return home after three months.”
"If I become an armored horseman and return home…The girls within a hundred miles would definitely not be able to take their eyes off him.”
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In this era, a warhorse was extremely tempting. That was unimaginable. They had spent their entire lives fighting on the battlefield for the sake of the fields and a cow.
With a warhorse, let alone the 80,000 recruits in front of him. Even countless veterans dreamed of it.
At the age of fourteen, he rode a horse.
In an instant, all the recruits 'eyes turned red when they heard about this.
Many of them were already fantasizing about how they would ride back home in three months. On the way back, they would see the gazes of the girls and women, as well as the surprised gazes of others.
"160 to 1. Fatty, can you do it?"
Thinking of this ratio in his mind, Mo suddenly smiled and looked at Fatty Ye.
He stood out from the 80,000 people.
This was not easy.
"Hehe!"
Fatty Ye narrowed his eyes and smiled without saying a word. However, Mo knew that Fatty Ye was about to go all out.
Not only the recruits, but countless veterans of the Lantian Military Camp were also watching this arena.
Outside the Lantian Military Camp, there was already a sea of people. The seasoned soldiers watched from a distance.
In front of him.
There were a hundred arenas, and each arena had dozens of veterans maintaining order.
The 80,000 recruits would choose which arena to fight in.
The top five in each arena would be the final winners.
"One person each!"
"Yes!"
Mo and Fatty Ye went their separate ways and each chose a stage to avoid the two of them from bumping into each other.
The arena began. The seasoned soldiers placed their bets on who would win and who would lose. Although the veterans were all in the military camp, they all had some money and food.
The recruits who were queuing up went up to the stage in twos and threes. Those who advanced would wait for the next round. Those who failed would never have another chance.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
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Bang, bang, bang
In the group arena, the youths were fighting with wooden swords. This moment was perhaps the best example of how ruthless the Qin people were.
Each of the youths gritted their teeth and used all their strength to slash at each other. The wooden swords collided with great force. There were no sparks from the iron sword, nor was there the crisp sound of metal colliding. However, the dull clang of the wooden sword made everyone understand.
With such strength, if he were to slash his body, he would probably not recover even after ten days. If it was chopped on the head. His head would probably bleed.
Everyone knew that there was danger, but no one had ever thought of stopping it, nor would they think about it.
Here, strength was king.
Compared to the wooden sword chopping off the head, it was much better than the iron sword in the future.
Mo looked at the young man being slashed by the sword. He held his waist and grimaced as he fell to the ground, breathing in cold air.
They also saw that some of the youths were kicked to the ground. Another youth wanted to continue the attack, but he did not expect to be separated from the youths on the ground and fall. The two of them punched and kicked each other until their faces were swollen. Their hands were stained with each other's blood, but they still did not stop.
"Shh ~~~"
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" Shhh!!!"
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Every time a youth was supported or carried out of the arena. Countless veterans would jeer.
It was tens of thousands of boos.
One could imagine how many veterans were watching the bet.
And the number of people was increasing.
On the other side, compared to the sword battle, the shield battle was more exciting. The shield battle was a competition of strength. Therefore, in the end, it was basically a fist to the flesh.
Chang Ge ended the battle quickly. One had been eliminated in the shield and sword arena, and ten had already been eliminated in Chang Ge's arena.
As for archers. They were the only group in the ring that was in good condition.
What made people not know whether to laugh or cry was that every time a youth went to shoot, regardless of whether they succeeded or failed, when they saw the shield and sword arena, they could not help but swallow their saliva.
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"You are really lucky."
"Let's change positions."
"Get lost. Do you think I don't know?"
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The young man's soft argument came from behind him, but Mo did not turn around.
He knew what he represented in the eyes of others.
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