Time passed quickly. Zhao Chen had been training with his subordinates for the past few days. They all wanted to amaze the world in the military competition three months later, so they were all training hard. While Zhao Chen was training, White Tiger had also come to the camp to secretly observe Zhao Chen. As Zhao Chen was too engrossed in training, he did not feel anything at all. He did not even notice that someone was secretly observing him.
White Tiger was originally a little careless about this person. After all, he was the commander of the Imperial Army of the State of Qin. It was a waste of talent to protect a young boy who was still wet behind the ears. He still had some complaints in his heart. It was only when he secretly observed Zhao Chen who was training on the drill ground that he suddenly realized why the Emperor and General Wang Jian valued an unknown youth so much. So he was the young master of the State of Qin. Zhao Chen's appearance and temperament were extremely similar to the young King of Qin, Ying Zheng. They were exactly the same, as if they were carved from the same mold.
For example, the young master, Fu Sudu, who was almost 17 years old, was very familiar with the Emperor. He knew that this was the 15th young master who had met with an accident a few years ago. With his status in the court, he had heard of him. Therefore, he not only perked up but also paid more attention to this matter. After all, this was a prince. If something happened, no one could bear the Emperor's anger. He had no choice but to pay attention to it.
Time flew by, and the third month soon arrived. The sky was clear, and the sound of drums could be heard from the drill ground.
The horns sounded in unison, wuwu...
One figure after another walked out from the surrounding tents, like a river converging into the sea. They gathered together, and in a short while, they were in an orderly formation. The 100,000 Qin soldiers marched into the central drill ground. It could be said that they were as lively as a forest, and their armor was as vast as the sea. The 100,000 Qin soldiers formed an orderly square formation, and they were all fully armed with solemn expressions. These soldiers were all wearing armor, bronze helmets, and spears. Some sword-shield soldiers held shields and bronze swords, and some even held bows. It could be said that they were fully equipped with sabers and armor. They all used spears to defend themselves or swords to line up with shields. They let out loud shouts that shook a hundred miles.
Drink, drink, drink. The valiant old Qin will recover my rivers and mountains. I will fight to the death without shedding blood…'
For a moment, the entire drill ground was filled with killing intent, and even the clouds in the sky were scattered.
Even the prefectural city, which was more than ten miles away from the camp, could hear it. In the prefectural city, men, women, old, young, all stopped and listened for a moment. They were proud of having such an army that had won every battle. They all looked proud and believed that they would continue to win.
In the middle of the central drill ground, a three meters high and ten meters wide arena was temporarily built with stones. Not only that, but a small spectator stand was also built on the arena. Some high-level generals would come to watch and cheer. At this moment, a spirited old general walked up to the viewing platform. He faced the soldiers and waved his hand gently. Immediately, the ear-splitting bugle sounds stopped. This was the charm of Wang Jian, a famous general who had been through hundreds of battles.
"Soldiers, there will be a martial arts competition today. Those of you who think you have the ability can participate. The purpose of this competition is to select the new commander of the new army. The winner will be able to lead an army alone. However, in addition to having outstanding individual martial arts skills, you also have to have a certain ability to lead the army. Therefore, there will be two competitions this time. One is a martial arts competition, and the other is to lead your own troops into a chaotic battle. Only the winner will become the new commander of the new army. Alright, the competition is about to begin. General Wang He will be the judge for this competition. The competition is about to begin. All participating generals, please get ready.”
After saying that, Wang Jian returned to the viewing platform and sat down on the main seat. At this moment, the other generals of the army also sat down. They were all wearing exquisite armor, and each of them had a tough expression.
A younger general walked up to the arena. He was wearing a set of bronze armor and had an Autumn Water Sword on his waist. He had a rough and tough face. He was Wang He, the outstanding young general of the Qin army. He faced the underground army and focused his Qi into his dantian. He circulated his Qi and spoke to the soldiers below the stage, explaining the rules in detail.
Each time, two people will form a group. The winner will advance, and the loser will be eliminated. They can use weapons, but they are not allowed to kill people. Those who automatically admit defeat or are knocked off the ring will automatically lose.
Moreover, only the basic generals of the army could participate in this competition. After all, there was still an army free-for-all. Those who had no experience in commanding troops would be useless even if they won this one-on-one competition. However, to be able to hold an official position in the army, they must be someone with extraordinary strength, so there was no need to worry.'
While General Wang He was explaining on the stage, Zhao Chen was thinking about the order of his appearance. He couldn't appear too early, or he would be the target of everyone. He couldn't be too late, or he would be looked down upon. He decided to first see how strong the people in this competition were. If they were weak, he would sweep the entire arena. If they were strong, he would first see how his opponents performed. Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy would win every battle.
He attacked in one fell swoop. General Wang He announced the start of the competition after he finished speaking. The drummers and horns sounded immediately. Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, the military competition officially began.
When Wang He announced the start of the match, a middle-aged general asked Wang Jian,""Elder Wang, who do you think will win the competition this time? I think the two brothers of the Meng family, Meng Yi and Meng Tian, as well as Li Xin of the Li family, will win. They are all from families of generals and are proficient in martial arts.”
"No, there's also Zhang Han from the Zhang family and Wang Ben, the son of General Wang.”
A beardless middle-aged general retorted. The surrounding generals all voiced their support for their words.
When Wang Jian heard their words, he did not say anything. In the end, when he heard them arguing, he slowly said,"I have high hopes for one person. No one here can defeat him. Not only is he skilled in martial arts, but he is also proficient in the art of war.”
As soon as he said this, everyone in the arena began to guess. They wanted to ask Wang Jian, but he only stroked his beard and did not say anything. He smiled and said that he would wait until the start of the competition to introduce him to the generals. Therefore, they could only give up and once again cast their gazes onto the high platform. At this moment, the competition officially began.
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