The golden rooster dances, and the East is white.

A thin layer of mist has not yet dissipated, enveloping the majestic Chang'an City and the majestic mountains in the distance, casting a graceful light veil on this magnificent mountain and river......

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

"Four!"

"One, two, three, four......"

A steady stream of uniform footsteps slammed on the ground, shaking the ground slightly, making a resounding muffled sound, breaking the silence of the early morning with a regular rhythm.

Xuanwu Gate North outside Chang'an City also belongs to Chang'an County, although it is not as prosperous as the city, but because it is located in Gyeonggi close to Weishui, the fields are fertile and there are many residents, and the villages live next to each other, hidden between the green trees and clear water, full of poetic and picturesque tranquility.

Many people who got up early were alarmed by this thunderous footsteps, and they went out of their homes to the entrance of the village to watch, and then they were completely shocked......

I saw countless young men and women shirtless on the official road at the entrance of the village, lined up in a long queue in the cool weather of the early morning, stepping on neat steps, shouting uniform slogans, and running in the direction of Weishui.

The heroic picture of thousands of young people sweating is really shocking......

"Good girl, this can't be a soldier of the right guard, right?"

"Probably, right?"

"Probably, yes! I saw Fang Erlang at the front......"

"What? Isn't Fang Erlang the general of the Right Tunwei? Or is it a soldier in the army, how can he practice with the soldiers? ”

"Phew! Do you think Fang Erlang is a literati if he does a good job of poetry? People are no less than those famous generals who founded the country, since joining the army, whether it is against the Turkic wolf cavalry or the South Sea elephant soldiers, they have not tasted defeat! ”

"Victorious generals......

"Some people say that Fang Erlang is a poet, but he relies on the power of Fang Xiang and His Majesty to make a fortune and lie on the merit book to eat ready-made...... But take a look, which army of our Datang can have such a climate? ”

"I heard that the soldiers of the right guard are all one in a hundred."

"No, a few days ago, Saburo went to join the army, but he was brushed off...... Alas, there is no blessing to make a contribution in such a strong army, what a pity! ”

……

Chang'an has been the imperial capital since ancient times, and the people's knowledge is naturally not comparable to those remote rural villages.

But even so, he was shocked by the momentum shown by a cross-country drill of the right guard......

*****

In the Tang Dynasty, the Weishui was abundant, the river was wide and the water surface was mighty, from the right Tunwei camp in the north of the Xuanwu Gate to the bank of the Weishui River, there were more than ten kilometers.

The more than 2,000 soldiers who participated in the drill today were full of heroism when they set out, after all, they were selected from tens of thousands of people to join the right guard, each of them was an outstanding young man in ten miles, and when they passed through the village along the way, they were watched by people, and they were all craned their necks like proud roosters, and the cattle were very angry.

However, halfway through the run, many people could not hold on......

Among the young men who came to conscript, there were certainly children of families with revenge, but the vast majority of them were still young people from ordinary families, these people were poor and lacked nutrition for a long time.

Even if it stands out through strict selection, it is far from enough to meet Fang Jun's requirements......

Xuanwu Gate to Weishui is less than 30 miles away, if you can't hold on to moving forward lightly, what should you do if you increase the weight in the future?

Thirty miles of cross-country with a load is the most basic training subject of the field army......

Fang Jun was a little depressed, how could these people be worse than those second ancestors of the "Shenji Battalion" at the beginning?

But he forgot that although the second ancestors in the "Shenji Camp" were lazy and lazy, they were born in a noble family, and they had excellent nutrition since childhood, and what was missing was just a lack of tenacity. The training is stricter, and the physical fitness immediately comes up.

But it is difficult for these soldiers from poor backgrounds to eat a full meal, and they may have seen meat a few times when they grow so big, and they are full of soup and water every day, where is the physical reserve?

Fang Jun was shirtless, the beads of sweat on his tendons and flesh were shining in the morning sun, and he simply stopped on the side of the road, shouting and cheering while shouting: "Hold on to Lao Tzu!" There is no time limit today, as long as you run to the bank of Weishui in one go, you will eat meat when you turn around, and eat meat every day after tomorrow! But do you think you'll be at ease after hearing about the selection? Miss by a mile! Among the right guards, don't waste, the survival of the fittest will never stop, and those who don't want to make progress are not worthy of being my siblings! If anyone falls behind halfway today, they will be eliminated immediately and will never be hired! ”

When a group of poor children heard that there was meat to eat every day, they suddenly screamed one by one, gritted their teeth and ran desperately forward, no one wanted to be eliminated!

I heard that the right guard is well treated, so everyone rushed to come to the right guard to be a soldier, but no one thought that it was so good, and there was meat to eat every day?

The attraction of the meat was unparalleled, and the whole team was immediately refreshed and marched towards Weishui......

Effort is the key to human success, but in many cases, effort alone is not enough.

This is the way things are in the world, many times, some people can easily reach the end and succeed, but some people even if they grit their teeth desperately, they still die halfway and return without success......

There is no fairness in this world.

As they continued to advance, the sparse and sparse ranks widened the distance......

At the end of the team, "Brother Zhongming" was pale and dripping with sweat, gritting his teeth, his eyes were scattered, his legs were trembling, and he moved forward step by step, and his crumbling body seemed to be able to fall to the ground at any time......

"Zhongming Xian Brother" surnamed Du, but has nothing to do with the famous "Jingzhao Du Clan", his grandfather's generation moved here from Nanyang in business, and his family has already fallen into the middle of the road, a few acres of thin fields are struggling to survive, supporting a family of five.

Since he was a child, Du Zhongming has made a wish to study and get rid of poverty.

After more than ten years of hard study, because I couldn't bear to affect my family to be hungry, I only ate one meal a day, and in the end I found that I didn't have much talent for reading, and I didn't finish the book, and I was even afraid that my body would be burned out......

By his side, "Brother Huaide" followed suit, holding one of Du Zhongming's arms to help him maintain his balance, which was an important reason why Du Zhongming did not fall from exhaustion.

The two supported each other, but gradually exhausted......

"Poof!"

Du Zhongming's feet were weak, and he fell on the side of the road, his mouth open like a fish out of water, desperately sucking air into his lungs, but the entire internal organs seemed to be burned by fire, and he felt burning pain everywhere......

He lay on his back on the ground, his eyes fluttering, and he had no strength to stand up.

"Brother Huaide" also stopped, bent down beside Du Zhongming and gasped for breath, raised his eyes to look at the back in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Xian, hurry up, hold you for your brother, and you will be in Weishui soon!" ”

"Brother Huaide" is surnamed Yun, the name Hongye, and the word Huaide.

Du Zhongming shook his head weakly, and said gratefully with tears: "If it weren't for my brother's support, my younger brother wouldn't even be able to get here, but my younger brother has learned nothing for more than ten years, and now he is even qualified to be a soldier...... Woo, the little brother has always thought highly of himself, but now he knows that he is a waste...... If you involve the elder brother, how can the younger brother be happy in this life? My brother still has the physical strength, so don't worry about me, go and ...... quickly."

The collapse of confidence made Du Zhongming desperate, giving up on himself, and couldn't bear to let Yun Huaide be eliminated because he took care of himself.

Yun Hongye glared at Du Zhongming viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "What are you talking nonsense?" You and I are classmates, blessed and disadvantaged, how can we abandon you here and go straight to the future? Hurry up, my generation of Tang boys, don't give up! ”

Du Zhongming sighed: "It's not okay, it's really impossible!" ”

His hands and feet are sore at the moment, and he can't even breathe, where does he have the strength to go on again?

Yun Hongye was silent for a while, and simply sat down beside Du Zhongming, and said, "Since the virtuous brother is not leaving, how can the brother bear to abandon you and run for the future?" Maybe you won't run away for your brother, just stay here and be with your virtuous brother. ”

The tone is sad and lonely.

Du Zhongming was taken aback, and hurriedly struggled to sit up, and said angrily: "Brother, no! The younger brother gave up, but he broke a road to advancement, the elder brother is the son of the Wuchuan Yun family, and his life is to revitalize the family, how can he be hindered because of the younger brother? The little brother is guilty of death! ”

"Wuchuan Yun Clan?"

Yun Hongye raised his head and looked at the spacious official road, the dazzling scorching sun, only to feel that his mouth was full of unpalatable bitterness, he pouted his mouth, and spit a mouthful of saliva under his feet with a "phew".