Outside the city of Xiangzhou Prefecture, on the large school field in the west of the city, at this time, the sun is rising, and the light of Wandaoxia is shining on the entire school field, and the selection and assessment of soldiers is in full swing.

At the gate, two huge and tall arrow towers are lined up on both sides of the camp gate, and two huge strips of cloth hang down from the top of the arrow towers, on the left is "an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood", and on the right is "100,000 men and 100,000 troops".

The strips of cloth are from top to bottom, with white cloth and red letters, which are very eye-catching, and can be seen from a distance outside the camp, which is shocking.

It is said that countless men who arrived at the gate of the camp and were still hesitating, after seeing this couplet, walked into the gate of the camp without hesitation.

"Wang Er, who is Wang Er, why don't you keep quiet, it's your turn!"

The examiner shouted loudly.

Wang Er bent down, exerted his strength to feed, and screamed, and the hundred-pound stone barbell stopped one meter above the ground, but it was not lifted.

Zhang Sheng glanced at Wang Er up and down, and said coldly: "Wang Er, if you don't have enough strength and don't pass, you can participate in the assessment of the baggage camp." Next, Zhao Yuanlong. ”

Wang Er shook his head and stood aside, but he could still participate in the baggage camp, and some people with poor strength would not have this blessing.

After advancing the auxiliary barracks and practicing for a while, you can naturally enter the barracks.

Zhao Yuanlong walked into the venue, tied his belt, and directly chose a 150-pound barbell. He lifted more than a dozen times in a row, his face was not red, his breath was not panting, and he stood aside.

Zhang Sheng nodded, noted it in his "strength" column, and wrote the word "Shang".

Zhao Yuanlong went over, took the bow, tried the strength, and then picked a eight-bucket bow and stepped on the war horse.

He had been observing the exam for half a day, and the rules he was already completely familiar with. Zhao Yuanlong hit the horses, galloped forward, and waited for the white line of 60 steps, Zhao Yuanlong pulled out the hard bow, and shot in response, hitting the center of the first target. Without waiting for the first arrow to reach the target, Tsering shot the second arrow, shooting 10 arrows in a row, hitting the target 9 arrows, and the audience cheered.

After the test of mounted archery, it was infantry shooting, Tsering used a stone and a bucket bow, and shot 10 arrows in a row, all of which hit the target, and the field was full of exclamations.

Yue Fei nodded, this Zhao Yuanlong has excellent arm strength and is skilled in bows and horses, and he is obviously a rare talent.

Northern Song Dynasty martial arts, equal department first class for foot shooting one stone and one bucket bow, horse shot eight bucket bow. Candidates can pass by shooting one stone in a lunge and seven buckets by shooting a horse. When riding and shooting, each is full, not broken, and the horse is proficient.

Even if he is the martial champion of the Peerless Branch, he only shoots two stones in lunges, shoots nine bows on horses, and shoots sixty steps, shoots nine arrows out of ten with a bow, and shoots eight out of ten arrows with a horse.

This Zhao Yuanlong's arm strength is amazing, and his archery skills can be described as one in ten thousand, which has surpassed the standard of Wu Zhuangyuan, and can only be said to be talented!

When Zhao Yuanhu appeared next, he was also outstanding, and he was among his younger brother Zhao Yuanlong.

"Yue Du is in charge, and the minister has an order, let you go down and show these recruits some archery!"

Seeing Zhao Yuanlong and the smug on the faces of the Zhao Yuanhu brothers, Wang Song nodded, ordered the sergeant to go down, and admonished Yue Fei.

To be honest, Wang Song also wanted to see Yue Fei's archery skills. The history books say that Yue Fei was born with divine power, and when he was less than 20 years old, he could hold a bow of 300 Song Jin and open his waist and cross eight stones.

At this age, he naturally wants to have a good look.

Yue Fei knew that Wang Song was making him powerful, so that he could be powerful in the army and better lead the team, so he hugged his fists and said, "Yue Fei obeys!"

When everyone saw that Yue Fei was about to go out, they were all elated. The Zhao Yuanhu brothers also looked at Yue Fei expectantly, wanting to see his methods.

As soon as Yue Fei appeared, everyone shouted loudly when they saw his two hard bows. The Zhao brothers' eyes fell on the big bow, and they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

That hard bow for cavalry shooting has at least five buckets with one stone, not to mention the big bow for infantry shooting!

The Zhao brothers are all wide-eyed, there are really such powerful people in the world!

Yue Fei hit a dozen horses, the war horses galloped away, already 60 steps of the white line far away, beyond 100 steps, he opened his bow in his hand, the iron arrow was fired in response to the string, shot 10 arrows in a row, hit the target 10 arrows, and the field was full of loud shouts.

When he dismounted, he shot four arrows in a row, sawdust flew one after another, and the arrows came out of the target. Then he shot a series of arrows, and when the last arrow came, his eyes widened in anger, and the iron arrows whistled out, and the last wooden target was shattered by the blunt arrows, and it was completely scattered.

Everyone in the audience was thunderous and excited. Yue Fei came to Wang Song and bowed: "Thank you Xianggong for your success!"

"Brother Yue, it's really a good means!"

Wang Song smiled, and was about to order the assessment to continue, when someone in the crowd of recruits below said loudly: "Wang Xianggong, I heard that you have killed and injured countless people outside Bianjing City, and you have been nicknamed "Saibawang". Can you show us your martial arts today, and let me wait?"

When this man said this, the others also let out thunderous cheers and shouted loudly together: "Xianggong, Xianggong, Xianggong!"

Hearing the shouts of the mountains and tsunamis one after another, Wang Song was also interested, he got up from the chair, took off his robe, walked to the side of the high platform, and said loudly:

"Brothers, give you a chance to see if you can knock down this official? If any of you knocks down the ruler, you will be rewarded with 10 taels of silver. It's too dangerous to use weapons, let's compare our fists and kicks, what do you think?"

Hearing Wang Song's words, the recruits under the high platform were surging in emotion, and everyone was eager to try, but everyone was pushing each other, but no one dared to come up.

"How's it going?"

Seeing that no one came up, Wang Song's face changed, shook his head, and sneered: "Could it be that I am a prosperous China, and there are really no warriors?" Do you know all day long that you are fighting in the nest, and when you encounter a big battle, you become a turtle with a shrunken head? No wonder you bow your heads and are bullied by the Jin people, it turns out that you have no Han blood!"

As soon as Wang Song's words fell, he immediately angered many men in the crowd below, and immediately seven or eight men walked out of the crowd and shouted one by one: "Xiang Gongxiu wants to look down on me and wait!" I'll compare with you soon! ”

Seeing someone fighting, the crowd below immediately let out an earth-shattering shout: "Competition!" Competition! Try!"

Wang Song nodded, pointed to a few men in front of him, and said aloud to the recruits below: "Brothers, do you see it, this is a real man with blood!" If everyone is not afraid of death, just a golden person, why be afraid! ”

More than a dozen men were all happy and a little proud, and they all turned back to salute the recruits in the audience, and received greater cheers.

"Everyone comes to the stage to compete!"

As the voice of the soldier came, a group of men went up to the high platform in turn and stood still on one side of the high platform.

"The rules of the competition, one side knocks down the other side wins."

The referee's sergeant shouted loudly, his eyes already with some disdain.

"Who comes out to compete first, do you want to discuss?"

While everyone was chattering and discussing, Wang Song came over and said, "Brothers, don't waste time, let's go together!" Lest you be said to be bullied by this official!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all blushed and looked at each other.

The recruits in the audience all shouted, and the atmosphere reached a climax for a while.

On the high platform, a short man said loudly: "Xianggong is strong in martial arts, let's all go together, otherwise it will be disrespectful to Xianggong!"

Other people knew that Wang Song was using the method of agitation, but what the dwarf said also made sense, Wang Song's fame shocked the world, and his reputation was killed from the chaos.

"Xianggong, offended!"

Zhao Yuanlong clenched his fists and saluted Wang Song.

"Good man, just let the horse come!"

Wang Song also hugged his fists to everyone and stood in the center of the high platform.

Everyone came up together, all with solemn faces, and surrounded Wang Song in the middle.

The recruits below were all concentrating and holding their breath, surrounding the high platform, and staring at the situation on the stage one by one.

Everyone stood still, but they slowly turned in circles, not in a hurry to punch, it seemed that they were looking for flaws and rushed up.

Wang Song could see that in this group of people, except for the two brothers Zhao Yuanlong, the short man who spoke just now, a thin man, and a bearded man, these five people are good, and the rest of the men are just empty, but they are not good at fighting.

Whether it is the strong man who is as strong as an ox, or the big man who is five big and three thick, the rest of the eight or nine people look gearing up and aggressive, but in fact, they are all paper tigers and are vulnerable.

Wang Song stood in the middle, calm, and slowly moved his feet, while the men surrounded Wang Song in the middle, ready to go. Three of them were so anxious that they bore the brunt of the attack and pounced on them directly.

Wang Song lightning out of his legs, and the first man who pounced on him was kicked out before he could touch Wang Song, and he fell heavily on the high platform, letting out a muffled snort, and couldn't stand up straight.

Wang Song's head was slightly sideways, and he quickly dodged the fist smashed by a strong man, then raised his leg and gently raised his knee, hitting the strong man's lower abdomen, and the strong man immediately collapsed, fell on the stage, and couldn't get up again.

The strong man fell, but the tall man who pounced with him did not stop, and his fist went straight to Li Haoyi's face, trying to knock Wang Song to the ground. Wang Song gently avoided it, hugged the man, and fell on his back, the man's face was red, lying on the stage, and he screamed "oops" in his mouth.

Yang Zaixing was dumbfounded, and involuntarily shouted loudly: "Xianggong is mighty!"

Ma Kuo was dumbfounded and stammered: "Wang Xiang...... How do you ...... Is there still ...... This means?"

Niu Tong gestured a few times, but he also shook his head, and complained: "Xianggong is not righteous!" With so many methods, I have never seen him teach his brothers a few tricks!"

In a blink of an eye, three people fell, and the soldiers in the audience let out thunderous cheers, and the scene was extremely lively.

At this time, four more fierce and vicious people pounced on them from all sides.

A thin man's fist came head-on, Wang Song lowered his body and swirled, and suddenly stopped him by the waist and hugged him, and one hugged and fell, throwing the thin man to the ground. He rolled over, got up, and with a cannon hammer, a man with a wide open door punched in the chest, and flew out directly.

Wang Song didn't pause, his right leg swept out with a horizontal leg, and the slender man from the top of the left head didn't have time to react, and was swept to the ground. Wang Song immediately stepped forward, with the strength of his waist and abdomen, he knocked out a short man who had no time to dodge, and with a "snap", he fell out of the way.