In addition to the sergeants, the Lanzhou government also set up games such as shooting silver ingots and stabbing circles in a corner of the venue. You only need one copper coin to play once. Shoot silver ingots, hang pieces of silver ingots weighing about five taels from a tree with hemp rope, and if a soldier opens a bow a hundred and fifty paces away from a hundred and fifty paces away from a household, if he can shoot it down, the silver ingot will belong to him. At this time, the west wind is not finished, the east wind is about to rise, the breeze is gentle and changeable, the silver ingots hanging on the trees are also blowing swaying, the hemp rope is only a thin line, it is not easy to shoot it. However, shooting three arrows only costs one penny of copper, and you can get five taels of silver when you shoot down, and there are still many people who are willing to try.

The thorn circle is the contestant holding the lance in both hands and standing in the circle, two feet away from him to tie a rope, the height is variable, a circle quickly pulls from the rope, if the person can stab the small circle with the lance three times in a row, you can get a tael of silver. Lanzhou has earned a lot of money from caravans and workshops this year, and has also taken advantage of the opportunity of the big competition to benefit the people and stimulate the spirit of martial arts.

At the scene of shooting the silver ingot, the ten-captain Duan Baili was proudly carrying a piece of silver into his arms, and his wife Hu Yanfei snuggled up to him with a smile. Suddenly, her face turned pale, whispered a few words to Duan Baili, walked quickly to the periphery of the venue, and carefully observed that her husband behind her did not follow, and came to a shade under a tree. There is already some distance from the martial arts arena here, sparsely populated, and there is an obscene-looking man waiting for her there, and said with a smile: "It's still the same as before, it's going to take a long time." While leaning up, to take her into his arms, a pair of thick hands kneaded up and down, Hu Yanyu couldn't resist, was hugged by him, struggled, and the humiliation that he hadn't felt for a long time came up. Although there were people and sergeants walking back and forth nearby, she did not dare to call for help because of her face. Others only regarded the two as intimacy, and the cheers and applause on the martial arts arena in the distance still rose and fell like a tide.

In the end, the Jinfan battalion was defeated by the Jincheng battalion by a difference of half an hour, and forty miles was not a short distance. The people watching from the sidelines didn't understand the power of such a boring marching competition, and the sergeants had a rejection mentality towards the Jincheng camp. In accordance with the requirements of the regulations, the sergeants of the two battalions did not dare to sit on the ground to rest, nor could they drink water, but slowly walked around the open space in the field to regain their strength.

Wu Yingying frowned and looked at the loneliest champion, waved his hand to call the guards, and ordered: "Take my iron bag." ”

As a training envoy of the Lanzhou regiment, Wu Yingying has a total of four pairs of armor, a pair of leather soft armor, a pair of full-body iron armor, a pair of heavy cavalry armor, a pair of light cavalry armor, two helmets, one is a more common iron skull in the Central Plains, no mask, it is usually worn to attend various ceremonies, and the other is used in battle, according to his cranial shape of a special iron helmet, there is a mask in front, only revealing the curved eye window, the back of the helmet extends down to protect the back of the neck, and there is a scale armor hanging in front to cover the throat。 Wearing this iron helmet is comfortable and safe. Unless you are shot into the window of the eye or pierced by the throat scales at close range, you will not be afraid of your life. Wu Yingying has ordered the artisan battalion to try out the composite armor worn by officers above the centurion, and hopes to standardize and scale the armor manufacturing as much as possible, so that all sergeants can get the best protection. Except for those who give up on themselves, no one is not afraid of death.

"My lord, the iron shackle has been fetched. Do you want the brothers to go down and be on guard?" After that, he respectfully handed over the iron helmet, thinking that the regimental training envoy was going to speak to the soldiers and civilians on the martial arts field, or to get up and go to the martial arts arena to show his affection. Wu Yingying is very good to these guards, in addition to letting the wise generals of various departments come to teach military strategy and martial arts, they often teach the way of generals by example, so these guards also know more or less what kind of actions adults may have on what occasions.

Wu Yingying smiled and shook his head, took the iron helmet, and smelled the smell inside, fortunately, it was not very sweaty, so he turned the hood upside down and poured the wine in the wine jug in front of him. He accompanies the two ladies here, and he doesn't drink much wine, but the inside of the iron skulls is very big, and after a pot of wine is poured, only a bottom is covered, Wu Yingying frowned and said, Is my head so big? Raised his hand and took a pot of wine that was originally placed in front of Xin Gu and poured it into the twink, pouring a total of four pots of fine wine, before filling a tuckle. At this time, Xiao Jiu and Chase on the stage, as well as the family members of all the captains and officers, all looked at him in surprise, not knowing what the purpose of the commander was.

After Wu Yingying handed over the wine-scented bag, he looked around at everyone, and then pointed to the Jincheng camp in the field, and said with a smile: "The recruits of this battalion have been in the army for less than three months, and they can win the Jinfan. "Wave your hand and send it down.

After that, he carefully held the bag full of fine wine, and walked down the platform quickly, although the wine was not given to him, but his own heart was full of excitement and honor. Everyone on the stage was happy and admired, and the coach's golden helmet served wine to the soldiers, which was a heroic move. Xiao Jiu, the commander of the left army, looked at the group of champions who were deliberately ignored by the audience, his eyes were a little moved, and he took a glass of wine and sent it to his throat, and a line of warmth went straight to his heart.

After handing over the wine to the Jincheng battalion soldiers who were slowly relaxing and resting in the field, the sergeants began to understand why, and then they bothered to explain to them, the Jincheng battalion soldiers were all greatly moved, and they bowed to the military salute to the general's platform, and shouted long live, provoking the sergeants and civilians next to them also came to ask, and heard that the commander personally put wine in iron helmets to appreciate Jincheng, all of them were envious, the news spread, and the audience began to talk about it one after another, gradually, some people began to cheer and applaud the Jincheng camp, and the color became louder and louder, until this time, these sergeants who were trembling in Lanzhou, only to feel unreserved acceptance and enthusiasm.

Wu Yingying looked at the churning situation in the field with a smile, pulled Huang Wen to stand up together, and waved to the sergeants and people, Huang Wen was a little ashamed, her face was slightly red, and she didn't dare to look at the audience, she only turned her face sideways and looked at her husband with beautiful eyes. At this time, the audience erupted in louder cheers, and thousands of sergeants from several cavalry battalions formed by the original Tuhun army began to cheer towards the master mother, and the sound was wave after wave. Huang Wen is a woman from the Han family, and she never dreamed of such a scene, and she was a little apprehensive. Wu Yingying saw that she was a little uneasy, so he turned his head sideways and whispered in his ear: "These mud pipianos are all regarded as your master mother, you might as well wave your hand to them, with the heart of a soldier." Huang Wen couldn't, only smiled and waved to the cheering soldiers in the audience. Stir up even louder cheers and go straight into the sky. Finally, Wu Yingying invited all the captains on the stage, and Huang Wen invited all the wives to stand on the stage together and accept the cheers of tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians. The cheers and applause caused by the Golden Helmet and the wine later made the generals and the people on and off the stage a little addicted to it, and they didn't realize that they were drunk.

"Brother, why are they cheering on the stage?" asked each other the two sergeants who had just tried to hold their guns.

"I don't know, it's rare to let go of my voice and shout a few times, let's go together. ”

"Good!" two gruff voices joined the chorus of cheers.