Combat is only one of the selections of sharp sentinels, followed by short-shot rapid fire, time-limited climbing, ten-mile swimming, bow and crossbow attack, and Pegasus obstacle crossing. The fruit teeth were won one by one and were successfully selected as the sentries.

In fact, many Li people have excellent performance, but most of them are planted on the obstacle of flying horses - many Li people have never ridden a horse in their lives, and mountaineering and rock climbing are regarded as leisure, but as soon as they get on the horse, they are shaking. Guoya can have such riding skills, because he was once the herald of Chen Mingfu, the king of Sanba, and often rode horses through the village to pass through the village for Chen Chuanling, so he has a good riding skill.

Zhao Lie looked at it and nodded secretly, among the candidates recommended by Hong Siniang earlier to set up an ambush in Jiazi Mountain, there was this fruit tooth, it was really good, Hong Siniang didn't pick the wrong person. That Chang Tai is also good, he is a good hand, and he will be fully prepared next time, when he has the opportunity.

Next is the musketeer assessment, a group of ten people, each shooting a half-body target at a distance of sixty paces. Since the armor-piercing effect of lead bullets on 60-step targets has been confirmed, this assessment is based on the hit rate, so there is no need to let the half-body target wear armor, and it is a waste to wear it.

In this group, there are both veterans and new recruits, and because it is a matter of honor, both veterans and new recruits are equally nervous. The body is straight, the gun is attached to the outside of the thigh, the eyes are fixed on the target, the ears are erected, and the shooting command is nervously waiting.

Ding Xiaoyi, who was serving as a guard on the stage, sighed softly and said to his sister, who was also a guard next to him: "I know that black and thin little recruit, what is his name and his name Erjo." Last time, I shot Liu Dahulu, and it was because of him. ”

Ding Xiaoyi glanced at his younger brother, his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

Ding Xiaoqi is not mistaken, the second person from the left is the recruit Liang Ertiao.

At this moment, Liang Ertiao was nervous and excited, with a hint of anticipation. He is a native of southern Fujian and was born as a fisherman, but he has nothing to do except for good water and honesty. After being forcibly recruited into the new annexed army, he couldn't open a five-bucket bow, his arm couldn't make a knife and gun card, and he couldn't even be a junior sergeant, and he was always a person who didn't enter the fire.

In the army, the strong are respected, and a thin man like him is basically bullied. It was not the first time that Liu Dahulu had bullied him that day, if it weren't for Ding Xiaoqi inserting a lever horizontally, Liu Dahulu would have beaten him half to death.

Liang Ertiao always thought that like himself, he would never want to stand out in the army - don't say it, if he can survive without being killed by the enemy or his own people, it is considered the protection of his ancestors. But that day, the young man who was a few points shorter than him, as thin as him, and young as him, used only one finger, like crushing an ant to death, and easily killed the bully Liu Dahulu in the army, and the impact on him was too strong.

What kind of weapon is that? So horrible, terrifying, ...... Strange! If you can also have one, can you easily kill a seemingly invincible opponent like Liu Dahulu?

When Liang Ertiao got his wish and got a musket, he kept smirking and hugging tightly and not letting go, touching it for an afternoon, and sleeping in his arms at night, and was jokingly called his gun "gun concubine" by his teammates.

It's strange to say, I don't know if it's because of this Liang Ertiao's talent or because he sleeps with a gun day and night, and he always senses and even the integration of people and guns, his feel is very good, and his shooting skills have improved rapidly, and in his team, he occupies the first place, which shocks those teammates who originally looked at him without eyesight.

This incomprehensible man who used to only serve as a miscellaneous servant, when he met his destined "partner", he turned out to be an elite soldier!

In the past two months, his best score has reached nine out of ten, and he has stabilized at seven out of ten, and if he plays well, it is very likely that he will hit eight out of ten.

Liang Ertiao plans to guarantee the seventh middle school today and strive for the eighth middle school, anyway, he is determined to be a senior sergeant. His teammates only saw how fast he was improving, and who could know how hard he was training. Needless to say, even if his teammates fell asleep in the middle of the night, he got up and sat on the bunk, lit an incense stick, and stared at the incense head in the dark to practice his eyesight.

"Reload."

At the sound of an order, the ten sergeants who participated in the assessment raised their guns together, took out a fixed ammunition from the bamboo waist pot, bit through the paper packet, poured the medicine and loaded the ammunition, compacted it with a whole strip, and squatted and knelt with a vertical gun. The speed of all the sergeants was almost the same, the difference was that some of them were slightly sluggish due to nervousness, while others were stable and smooth.

Zhao Lie and other generals noticed that the movements of the second thin sergeant on the left were very smooth, giving people a sense of pleasing to the eye, forming a strong contrast with his appearance.

"This sergeant is good." Zhao Lie asked Shi Yang, "Is it someone from your old camp?" ”

Shi Yang's mind flew over the sergeant in the battalion, and shook his head: "It's not an old soldier, it's a new soldier." ”

The roar of the starter sounded: "Ready-"

There was a loud bang, and ten muskets flipped up, aiming at their respective targets in front of them.

"Fire!" The Commander roared and flipped the hourglass over at the same time. The time it takes for the hourglass to drain is equivalent to five minutes in the future, and if you can't finish ten shots in five minutes, no matter how many hits you have, they will all be eliminated.

Bang bang......

A cloud of white smoke rose over the school grounds, drifting away in the wind.

After that, the gunfire continued, and the sergeant was free to scatter until ten rounds of ammunition were fired.

However, just halfway through the fight, the observer on the side suddenly shouted: "Five, seven, your projectiles have not been fired!" ”

Since flintlock pistols are fired with flint, the quality of flint varies, and there is a certain rate of mute fire. If it is free scattering, the gunner will find out whether his gun is successfully ignited and fires the projectile, but if it is a salvo, because of the influence of smoke, gunshots, nervousness, fear and other factors, it is difficult for novices to find this problem, which is easy to cause repeated reloading, affecting the service life of the barrel and even injuring the gunner.

Zhao Liezheng wanted to solve this problem, and before that, he set up one or two observers during weekday training to deal with it.

At present, although the assessment sergeant is free scattering, after all, it is lined up in an array, affected by the gunfire and fireworks of his teammates next to him, coupled with a high degree of mental tension, looking at the hourglass from time to time, the two flint dumb sergeants failed to find it in time, and hurriedly reloaded, and were stopped by the observer in time.

The two sergeants were frustrated, because there was a point deduction for such a situation.

Liang Ertiao played very steadily, his eyes did not glance at the hourglass, he could shoot three bullets in sixty breaths on weekdays. Three hundred breaths and ten bullets, more than enough time, aim, be sure to aim!

Liang Erjo has never had the problem of repeated reloading, it's not that his flint is different, it's just that his mind is more relaxed, and he can feel the force of each shot. If the fire is dumb, the projectile is not fired, the butt is without recoil. This can be sensed by the keen gunners who train on weekdays. And on the battlefield, only veterans of old battles have this kind of awareness.

The gunfire gradually stopped, and when the last shot had passed, the hourglass had just finished draining.

Zhao Lie and the generals all smiled with satisfaction, no matter what the shooting results were, at least in terms of rate of fire, these sergeants were qualified. When it comes to the real battlefield, in the face of a dense enemy, the rate of fire is more important than the hit.

The following team officers are reporting the results: "No. 1, four out of ten." No. 2, ten shots and three hits...... No. 5, six hits out of ten, one point will be deducted, and it will be counted as five. No. 7, five hits out of ten, one point will be deducted, and it will be counted as four...... Nine, eight out of ten! ”

The number of team officers is counted from the right, and the ninth is Liang Ertiao, who is the second on the left.

For a whole day, for the first time, there were eight hits out of ten.

Liang Erjo wiped a handful of sweat vigorously and grinned - the next moment, he was surrounded by cheering teammates and tossed high.

Zhao Lie raised his hand, and Ding Xiaoqi and Zhang Junbao each stepped forward with a box of military cards. These badges, either in copper or iron, were awarded to sergeants of different ranks, and they could go to the camp's artisan to engrave their names, places of origin, and ranks. This is both a military medal and a medal of honor.

Zhao Lie grabbed a bronze military medal, let go, and the military medal fell back into the box, making a crisp metal impact sound, and laughed: "Those who have won the rank of sergeant have come to power, and they are going to award a medal to the warriors of my Dragon Bird Army!" ”

Shen Pingbo, Wan Zhong, Guoya, Chang Tai, Liang Ertiao...... More than 30 people came to the stage one after another, all with their chests held high and their faces proud.

Zhao Lie carefully pinned a bronze medal to each honored sergeant, and punched hard: "Good job!" ”

Although the sergeants grinned, they were all full of joy, including Liang Ertiao, who was beaten and staggered......

Since then, this "boxing ceremony" has become Zhao Lie's unique awarding action.

On 17 September, the Dragon Bird Army's contest came to an end, and more than 200 sergeants obtained the upper and middle ranks. Stimulated by this, throughout September, the enthusiasm for training of the entire army continued to grow, and the army cohesion became stronger, until the news of the invasion of the Yuan army came......