"Yutai, tell me, what kind of competition did that kid's Seventh Patrol Station report this time?" Xiahou Yan hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Yes." Yutai didn't say anything, just took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Xiahou Yan!

After taking it and looking at it for a long time, Xiahou Yan pouted: "That's it, hum!" Looking at those registration projects, Xiahou Yan folded the paper and stuffed it into his arms.

originally thought that Xiahou would return the paper to himself, but he folded the paper and stuffed it into his arms.

Rolling his eyes, Yutai didn't want to say anything.

The 'Kick City' competition has begun, and the first group to take the field is an infantry battalion from the right battalion.

Fifteen soldiers, carrying a ladder, hurried towards the improvised walls. However, the simple city walls were disguised as garrison soldiers, and wooden arrows were constantly fired from above.

Don't look at it all-wooden, although you can't shoot people, but if you shoot it with a bow and arrow, it still hurts to hit your body!

Before they could rush to the bottom of the city, several of them could not stand the pain, and there were also soldiers who were shot in the leg with an arrow, and the pain was so painful that they could not stand up and rolled to the ground.

When the ladder was erected, there were only nine of the fifteen soldiers left.

The soldiers stationed on the city wall threw down a few pieces of wood wrapped in thick cotton cloth and bedding.

Immediately smashed the participating soldiers under the city into chaos.

As a result, the long ladder was overturned by the soldiers on the city wall, and it was erected three times in a row, but it was impossible to climb the long ladder, and this team was finally judged to be a failure!

The second group of people on the field is still the people from the right battalion, but basically the same as last time, they wasted time close to a stick of incense, and they still failed to kick the city.

Similarly, the third and fourth groups succeeded in grabbing the wall along the ladder, but they were still captured alive by the soldiers on the wall and failed.

The results of the following groups were even more mediocre, and even the faces of the several main generals sitting on the subjective stage at this time were a little difficult to look at!

"The eighth group of competition teams, the seventh battalion of the patrol station!" The military attache who presided over the city kicking competition said loudly.

"Remember what I just said? We must succeed! Li Nazi roared roughly.

The fourteen people who followed Li Nazi responded to the peace sentence and walked into the field from the waiting area with a ladder.

But the team did not carry the ladder and rushed, but first put the ladder on the ground, and then Li Nazi took the other two, Li Nazi squatted on the ladder in front, and then squatted up two more in the back.

Each person has a shield in his hand, and the arc protects the long ladder, and at the same time protects the team members who carry the ladder.

Of the remaining twelve, eight carried the ladder to the front, and four carried the ladder to the back of the middle.

"Rush!" Li Nazi shouted.

Looking at Li Nazi's group of people who rushed over, the soldiers on the simple city wall opened their bows and shot arrows one after another.

It's a pity that those feathered arrows without the tip of the arrow are useless when protected by a shield.

After more than a dozen breaths, Li Nazi's team rushed to the city wall.

"Don't delay, quick, set up the ladder. With me in the way, the sassaga can't be smashed directly below......"

Li Nazi was still holding a shield at the front of the ladder, and the other two who were holding the shield just now had already jumped off the ladder.

When the ladder was more than halfway up the wall, the two shield-bearers began to climb the ladder steadily.

So the scene under the city is that the long ladder continues to rise slowly, and Li Nazi pushes the smashed wood aside with a shield and falls.

And the two teammates who climbed up next also followed closely behind Li Nazi with shields. The teammates who erected the long ladder continued to lift the long ladder, and when the long ladder firmly held the simple city wall, Li Nazi used a shield to open the soldiers defending the city and successfully stood on the city wall.

The following teammates, in addition to the four who kept the long ladder below, rushed up the wall one after another with wooden blades.

"The seventh battalion of the patrol station, successfully kicked the city, win!"

Looking at the half-burned incense sticks, the military attache of the Kicking City Athletic made a judgment with a smile.

Subsequently, after a short period of deliberation, all the assessors of this project scored six tens, three nines, and one eight.

"Boom-bang-bang......"

The soldiers who watched Li Nazi's 'kicking the city' competition immediately became agitated.

A tidal wave of applause rang out in an instant, and the attention of other nearby people was drawn.

Li Nazi took the soldiers of the Seventh Patrol Station behind him and turned out from behind the city wall, and returned the salute with fists in response to the soldiers who applauded around him.

However, the tide of applause still lasted for a short time, and only then did it subside under the presence of the presiding military attaché!

A short 'kicking the city' competition took no more than half a pillar of incense, but it brought an extremely shocking scene to the main generals on the subjective stage.

It seems simple, and even seems a little hard and reckless, but the final result is jaw-dropping.

A team of fifteen personnel, one of whom was not damaged, plus the time taken was extremely short. There is also a seemingly reckless, but extremely targeted response, which really inspires the generals.

Listening to the main generals around him asking each other, Xiahou Yan was also shocked by this competitive performance of 'kicking the city'.

It's just that Xiahou Yan endured it, and his face still showed a light and breezy appearance.

But the hand that clenched the bamboo pipe in his hand betrayed Xiahou Yan. Yutai stood aside and watched clearly, smiling secretly in his heart, but he didn't open his mouth to pick it out.

The competition on the field was still being held, and Li Nazi took people back to the viewing booth of the Seventh Patrol Station: "Brother Han, brother, I didn't disappoint you with this result, right?" ”

Li Nazi smiled a little roughly.

"Well, yes, good, great grades!" Min Feihan will not be stingy with praise.

She knows that some people just boast about it.

Li Nazi, is this kind of person who praises him, the better he can play!

Hearing Min Feihan's affirmation, Li Nazi was very happy in his heart.

But then, Li Nazi suddenly turned pale, and with the people behind him, he quietly walked behind Min Feihan and sat down, but there was something deeply imprinted in those eyes.

After the end of the competition on the side of 'Kicking the City', it was Li Nazi's group that achieved the highest result.

All the next competitions did not involve anyone from the Seventh Patrol Station, so it lasted until after lunch, when Min Feihan and others sat in the viewing booth again, and there were only the items reported by the Seventh Patrol.

However, the results of the next three successive competitions were not very satisfactory.

Except for the riding and shooting carried by Ma Qianyuan, who obtained a mid-to-upper evaluation, the other two turned out to be one in the middle and one in the middle.

Because of the three games in the afternoon, it turned out to be a continuous riding shooting, a riding skill. There is also an extremely unpopular blade examination school, which made Min Feihan not set up targeted training at the beginning, so it will be like this.

Originally, because of Li Nazi's excellent results, the high fighting spirit brought by it was instantly low because of the mediocre results of these three consecutive games.

Min Feihan looked at these people: "What are you doing one by one?" It's not your fault, I'm not good at riding, so I can't come up with a good way to practice for you. ”

Seeing that Min Feihan didn't mean to blame, Ma Qianyuan, as well as the other two team leaders who led the team, felt even more ashamed.

Especially Ma Qianyuan, his face is red now.

"It's done, don't get entangled, don't forget that Ming'er still has your chance to play, in our group of people, you and Chen Qigang are the strongest in individual fighting, I'm waiting for Ming'er to see your scenery!" Li Nazi walked over, raised his hand on Ma Qianyuan's shoulder and said.

At the end of the first day of competition, the participants of each camp have returned to the camp to rest, or to step up preparations for tomorrow's competition.

The soldiers who returned from the transfer and were not able to watch the competition with their own eyes also went around listening to the elite scene of today's day.

As a result, there were many more gatherings in the camp than usual.

However, among these people who gathered, there were also some people who did not inquire about the purpose of the competition, but had other intentions to participate in the period.

"Find a way to put these into the spears you're going to use tomorrow."

Reaching out to take a cloth belt, a man dressed as a low-ranking military attaché, bowed his head and left.

When this person passed by the bonfire set up next to the path in the camp, the face revealed under the firelight was Hu Caochang, who was knocked to the ground by her elbow when Min Feihan first entered the camp that day.

looked at the departing Hu Caochang, the people in the shadows: "There will be a lively tomorrow, I don't know how many people suddenly died in the competition, whether it can continue, and what movement will be caused when this matter is transmitted back to the imperial capital!" ”

The silent night and the stars dotted the night sky, making all the noise and noise in the world gradually calm down.

A touch of the morning sun is like piercing the curtain, allowing the light to fall on the earth again.

The arena, which had been silent all night, was once again full of people at this moment, accompanied by war drums, beating the heavens and the earth!

As soon as the people of the Seventh Patrol Station sat in the viewing booth, the military attache who presided over the competition there began to read out the competition.

"Today's Ring Challenge, Session 1, Pioneer Camp's ...... There was also the Captain Ma Du of the Left Battalion. ”

Two sturdy men with horizontal flesh walked up from the audience.

After the presiding military attache explained the precautions and the requirements for determining the victory or defeat of the fighting skills, the two of them each held the usual blades and fought.

Min Feihan in the audience also exclaimed again and again, watching the knife pass through the opponent's throat and armpit from time to time, but the corner of Min Feihan's eyes jumped!

In this era of cold weapons, if you can't get a knife into it, it's too late to save people!

Listening to the shouts of the two people on the stage, as well as the hunting wind roar brought up when the weapon was waved to the extreme, Min Feihan was also impressed by the martial arts of these two.

"It's worthy of ancient martial arts, and it's really overwhelming and heartbreaking."

The sentence was read in pieces, and it happened to be heard by Chen Qigang on the side, but he didn't hear it clearly, so he asked casually: "Hanzhi, what did you say?" ”

"Ahh No, nothing, nothing, I'm just, it's okay! Min Feihan smiled awkwardly.

The two of them on the stage played about a stick of incense, and in the end, the captain of the left battalion was a few points stronger, and he was shaken hard with three knives, and he actually crashed the opponent out of the ring.

After the victory of Captain Ma Du, he did not linger on the stage, hugged his fists and shook the Quartet, and then walked down.

In the next six consecutive games, the people from the left camp were slightly stronger.

Even the military attache of the pioneer battalion, who has always been in the front of the fight and is not afraid of death, did not please him.

As for the ones on the side, not to mention, they have always been pressed and beaten by the people of the left battalion!

Maybe it's because of the more victories, and gradually some people are proud.

"Look at you soft like your grandson, you can't stand the three punches that either get off the stage or get beaten down, it's really not interesting!"

A military attache of the Zuoying Dian School, who had just won three consecutive victories, stood in the ring and looked around, and began to speak wildly.