Order

Fifteen thousand soldiers ran out of the barracks in an orderly manner.

No one is scrambling, everyone knows that if you want to run thirty miles, there is no need to rush, and saving no effort is the king.

Smack!

The sound of running is constant.

For the first five miles, no soldiers were left behind.

After all, most of the soldiers who participated in the election were the elite of the army, and their physical fitness was excellent.

Hong Qing took the lead in running at the front, as a child in the countryside, running was not a little difficult for him, when he was a child, he ran to the market town to catch the market.

But it was only more than ten miles, and he hadn't done such a crazy thing as running thirty miles at once.

Rao is so, he already has an advantage over everyone else, because he has already figured out the trick of running.

In addition, the training in the army has greatly improved their physical functions, and if they let go of running, they would have thrown these people far away.

"There are still twenty-five miles to go, so it's better to save your strength!" Hong Qing thought to himself.

There are many children of peasant families in the army, and there are many people who have the same idea as Hong Qing.

What's more, there are bloody examples in front of you, the first few soldiers who ran fast, just after five miles, have exhausted their strength, and now they are far behind.

"Idiot!" Hong Qing said secretly in his heart.

"It's still twenty miles away from Daxing City!"

A huge signboard appeared on the side of the road.

"Twenty miles to go!" Hong Qing thought silently in his heart.

Turning his head, there are very few soldiers who can keep up with his pace, and the real gap has been reflected at this time.

He is the strongest, Hong Qing is proud.

The real elimination is about to begin, and everyone knows it in their hearts.

Hong Qing saw that every once in a while, this four-wheeled carriage was parked on the side of the road, and on the open window of the carriage, Hong Qing saw gray-haired Lang Zhong sitting on it.

In order to cater to the selection of His Royal Highness the Acting King, this section of the brick road has been blocked, and ordinary vehicles cannot appear here.

The reason why these Langzhong exist is to treat those soldiers who have run away from prostration.

"Smack"

A soldier who had been following Hong Qingshen all the time fell to the ground with a bang, struggled a few times, and was no longer able to get up.

The four-wheeled carriage immediately stepped forward, got down a few soldiers, put away the soldiers' tokens, and carried the soldiers into the car, and Lang Zhong immediately stepped forward to treat them.

Being taken away means that this soldier has been eliminated, Hong Qing didn't care about those eliminated soldiers and continued to move forward.

There was a road sign that appeared in Hong Qing's field of vision.

There are still ten miles to go.

At this time, only half an hour has passed, and Hong Qing is still in the first place.

However, Hong Qing was not happy, as the soldiers behind him were eliminated one by one, and now there are only two people following behind him.

Moreover, he knew both of them, and the distance between the three of them was no more than fifty paces.

"Liang Ji, Han Cheng"

Hong Qing gasped, glanced back, gritted his teeth and said secretly in his heart.

Hong Qing, Liang Ji, and Han Cheng, the three of them are recognized as the kings of soldiers in the Sixteen Guards of Daxing.

It is not easy to be revered by the soldiers as the king of soldiers, which must convince everyone of every skill, and more importantly, have their own unique skills.

Hong Qing's strength is infinite, and the sword weighs 100 catties, and no one can beat him.

Liang Ji's divine arrow is unparalleled, and the example is not false.

Han Chengzhi is brave and wins.

Among the three, only Hong Qing has the best mix, and has been reused by Song Laosheng, and has been promoted to lieutenant.

Liang Ji's family background is good, and he is also a lieutenant, but unfortunately he was involved in the Qinglou case some time ago, and he was implicated, and he was directly demoted from a lieutenant to a small soldier.

Han Cheng was the most miserable, he had offended the powerful before, and was directly sent to guard the city gate.

"I should have known that these two guys would definitely not give up this opportunity to turn over." Hong Qing thought in his heart.

The three of them have been compared by the soldiers, but they have never really fought each other.

This time it's finally time to go head-to-head.

Hong Qing only felt that his heart was hot, and he had always had reservations and did not speed up.

There are still ten miles to go, and it's time for these two guys to see the gap with themselves.

Stimulated by the blood, Hong Qing couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Ten miles of land.

Five miles.

There is also the last mile of land.

A misty haze erupted and quickly disappeared into the air.

Hong Qing began to feel a little difficult to breathe, his physical strength had reached its limit, and it was all supported by a force of willpower.

Hong Qing never thought that a small run would be an opportunity to decide his fate. I didn't expect it to be so difficult to run thirty miles.

The decline in physical fitness made Hong Qing's speed begin to slow down.

Slowly, Hong Qing, Liang Ji, and Han Cheng began to run in parallel.

This situation did not last long, Han Cheng took the lead in accelerating past the two, and then Liang Ji also surpassed Hong Qing.

At this time, everyone's physical strength has been almost exhausted, and the ranking at this time is basically a foregone conclusion.

A huge city appeared in front of the three of them.

Daxing is almost here.

On the East City Gate.

A huge funnel is constantly in operation.

The sound of fine sand rubbing is soft and delicate, pleasant to the ear.

"There's still half an hour left."

Half of the funnel in front of him remained, and Yang Yu thought silently in his heart.

Everyone's first run can't last, Yang Yu put the time more relaxed, and running thirty miles in an hour is already a shameful speed in the eyes of later generations.

But in this day and age, the speed of a day's march was no more than forty miles. Thirty miles in one hour is already a miracle.

Behind Yang Yu, Qu Tutong and Yin Shishi stood on both sides, and Dong Yue and Shi Wanbao guarded on the side.

When Yang Yu announced that the first test was to run thirty miles in one hour, both of them were stunned.

That's crazy, isn't it?

An hour is thirty miles, and if a march is based on five hours in a day, it is one hundred and fifty miles.

If you hurry up and hurry, plus the night march, it is an easy thing to march 200 miles in one day and one night.

Two hundred miles a day!

What a terrible speed this is.

Even those legendary strong soldiers throughout the ages have not had such a crazy speed.

"What nonsense!"

Qu Tutong thought in his heart that these fifteen thousand people were the most elite soldiers of the Wei Mansion, but it was not such a method!

You think everyone is a horse! Able to travel hundreds of miles a day.

When the time comes, if there is no one who is qualified, it will be a big joke.

The Yin World Master was also full of anxiety, and he didn't believe that he could have so many soldiers to meet the standard.

Among the four, only Shi Wanbao and Dong Yue were full of relaxation.

Usually, when training the guards of the East Palace, the item of running has already been forcibly added by His Royal Highness the Acting King, if the guards of the East Palace can't reach forty miles in an hour. That's going to be eliminated.

The most important thing in running is that the willpower is very coordinated with the body.

If you get the hang of it, you can run thirty miles in half an hour.

At least, Swanbo can reach it.