The following assessment has begun, this time the assessment starts from the general, the team leader below, the battalion team is not included in the assessment, Zhu Houzhao has nothing to say about this, first see how the people above are, and then say it! In the first round of assessment of riding and archery, as a general, your riding skills must naturally be exquisite, and your bow and arrow must naturally be excellent.

Not to mention how outstanding it is, or how powerful it is, but it must be above the average level, which is certain.

Zhu Houzhao looked at the assessment with an expectant smile, he didn't just come to see the excitement this time, he still came to choose people. His emperor father promised himself that he would allow himself to choose a thousand households to come out, that is, to be a thousand guards. In fact, Zhu Houzhao is preparing to build his own personal army, ensure loyalty, and conduct some other training at the same time.

It's just that Zhu Houzhao's smile soon solidified on his face, because the first one to come out to assess the riding and archery fell off his horse.

I was about to draw a bow and shoot an arrow, but I don't know if it was too much strength or improper force, but in short, I fell from the horse, and then I was dragged by the war horse for a while, and finally fainted, and I don't know if I was alive or dead. I don't know if I pretended to faint or really fainted. Seeing this scene, Zhu Houzhao didn't know what to say, this is the general manager of Daming? This is the army of the Ming Dynasty?

No wonder Emperor Zhengde wanted to pack up his army after he ascended the throne, so that he could fight? He could fucking fall off his own horse.

Not to mention going to the battlefield, you can't march, right?

The scene was silent, speaking of which this scene was still a little funny, but no one laughed, everyone's faces were ugly, Zhu Houzhao swept over everyone expressionlessly, and finally fell on the face of Huaining Hou Sun Fu. The old man sat expressionlessly, as if he was not ashamed at all, and sat straight with his waist, but without the slightest shame.

Everyone turned around and waited for the second general to come to the assessment, I don't know if it was affected by the first, this person also shook violently when shooting arrows, but he was smarter than the first person, but he just dropped the bow on the ground, and the man put his arm around the horse's neck but did not fall. However, this did not usher in the slightest cheer, and the scene was still dead silent.

British Gong Zhang Mao couldn't sit still this time, his face was gloomy and terrible, and Ma Wensheng was the same, one of them was in charge of the military department, and the other was in charge of the Beijing camp, and these two people must be carrying this pot.

Ma Wensheng is better, Zhang Mao is afraid that it will be difficult to pass the test this time, this is the Beijing camp that you have mastered and trained? Especially in front of Prince Daming.

Not to mention anything else, this will definitely not leave a good impression on His Royal Highness the Prince, after all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince likes martial arts, look at His Royal Highness the Prince's armor, look at His Royal Highness the Prince's horse chopping knife, everyone knows that these words are true. But look at the generals under him, that is the general, such a general can't ride a steady horse and can't shoot arrows, this is also called a general?

Zhang Mao couldn't help but look at Huaining Hou Sun Fu, is this old immortal going to look good for himself? Or in front of the Prince?

In fact, Zhang Mao thought a lot, because the next assessment scene was really ugly, the Fenzi battalion in the four martial arts camps, that is, the battalion of Huaining Hou Sun Fu, six or seven out of ten completed the assessment, and when it came to others, there were even four or five out of ten. The atmosphere of the scene froze, everyone's faces were about to drip water, and no one spoke.

After looking at the sun, it was almost noon, Zhu Houzhao stood up and walked straight into the martial arts arena, stretched out his hand to pull his war horse, and Zhu Houzhao turned over and got on the horse.

Then Zhu Houzhao began to beat the horse and gallop in the school field, constantly changing postures on the horses, and even played the difficult skills of hiding in the stirrups, and then turned over on the horse, reached out and picked up his bow, and then drew the arrow to build the bow, the bowstring sounded, and the feather arrow galloped, Zhu Houzhao didn't go back to see if the feather arrow hit the target, reached out and took out the second arrow, and then continued to shoot with the bow.

After the second arrow went out, the sound of hitting the target came from the first arrow, which showed the speed of Zhu Houzhao's arrow.

The horse galloped and shot, Zhu Houzhao kept changing his posture on the horse and opened the bow, basically there was no angle where he couldn't open the bow, and even came to open the bow behind his back and shot all the feather arrows, Zhu Houzhao hit the horse and returned, and he didn't go to see if his feather arrows were shot. Back in the stands, Zhu Houzhao said to the British Duke Zhang Mao and the military department Shangshu Ma Wensheng: "Ma Aiqing, Zhang Aiqing, the body of this palace is slightly uncomfortable, it may be that it is longer than the deep palace, and it is weaker, and it is a little uncomfortable when it comes out." ”

"I won't participate in the afternoon assessment, just let the two Aiqing be in charge, and the palace will go back first!" After saying this, Zhu Houzhao left with a smile.

From beginning to end, Zhu Houzhao didn't express any opinion on the assessment, but what he did said everything, I am very unhappy, very unhappy, you had better give me an explanation.

The prince's attitude, whether it is Ma Wensheng, the secretary of the Ministry of War, or the British Gong Zhang Mao's face is very unsightly, especially the British Gong Zhang Mao. Jingying, the head of the forbidden army in the world, is this how you train? If a person who is a general is like this, how can other people be better? How will the prince tell the emperor when he returns to the palace? Even if it's honest, it's hard to explain!

Zhu Houzhao didn't care what they thought, he didn't want to do anything, but the fire in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

This is the Jingying of the Ming Dynasty? No wonder Emperor Zhengde wants to reorganize and train, who can such a soldier fight? Whether to fight the little Mongolian prince or the king of Ning, this is a fucking joke.

It's no wonder that Zhu Houzhao threw his face to Ma Wensheng and Zhang Mao, this is their responsibility, and now Zhu Houzhao feels that Zhang Mao has a problem. Although this thing is wearing armor, it is a civil official wearing armor, which is far worse than his father, the British Gongzhang Fu. Zhang Fu followed Zhang Yu to participate in the Jingjing, fought in Annan, swept Mobei, and made great achievements, but it was a pity to die in Tumubao.

This Zhang Mao looks good, but Zhu Hou can see that this is the defeat of Jin Mao, and it is estimated that only such a person is left with a civil official.

After leaving the school, the smile on Zhu Houzhao's face disappeared, and was replaced by black as the bottom of a pot, even darker than Wang Shouren on the side.

Speaking of which, Wang Shouren was also shocked this time, he didn't expect that Daming's Beijing camp would be so bad, such an army could pull out to fight? Not to mention pulling it out to fight, even if it's to protect the Jingshi, this is very reluctant, right? Wang Shouren glanced at Zhu Houzhao beside him, he didn't expect the prince's bow horse riding and archery to be so exquisite, comparable to the famous generals of the ancients, it was really amazing.