The 100,000-strong army of the Left Guard marched all the way north, and on the third day, they left Jialong Province.

At this time, the various competitions among the veterans of the Left Guard had come to an end, and the candidates for middle and lower-level officers had gradually surfaced.

The Swiss army has always been a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and this selection has really screened out many outstanding talents. Some of them were originally low-ranking officers, and many more were just ordinary big-headed soldiers.

He Ming, Xu Hu, Lei Bao and other senior generals held a list full of results of various competitions among veterans, and their mouths were smiling, but they were a little worried.

Among everyone's lists, Tan Xingyu's achievements are the most dazzling. He has only been defeated once after more than ten battles, fists and feet, knife skills, spears, sticks, equestrian, archery, tactics, formations, passwords, drills, all of which are perfect, which can be described as decathlon.

And the only time Tan Xingyu failed was when he inexplicably lost to Mo Cong on the first night of the selection. Except for that defeat, Tan Xingyu has been making great progress in the follow-up games, and he is invincible.

On the other hand, Mo Cong's results are a little erratic, and the ups and downs make people messy in the wind.

Mo Cong showed his might the night before, defeating Chu Ying and Tan Xingyu in one fell swoop. But from the next day, Mo Cong's state began to drift. First, he competed with Long Wu in equestrianism, and Mo Cong accidentally fell off his horse and was directly judged to lose. Then there are cavalry tactical action events such as competing with others to chop and slash immediately, and immediately play with guns and sticks, except for the victory of Mo Cong's riding and archery, all other events are a mess. As for tactics, formations, passwords, drills and other subjects, Mo Cong's performance was okay, and there were no fatal mistakes, but his reaction speed was obviously slower than others, and he didn't seem to be so proficient.

It can be said that Mo Cong, as a soldier who is neither new nor old, has equally eye-catching advantages and disadvantages. On the one hand, he defeated two masters in a row, and he showed great bravery, on the other hand, his compatibility with the war horse was indeed a little far behind that of other veterans, and he was only limited to memorization in terms of tactical formations, and was far from reaching the level of proficiency.

How to arrange such a person is really a difficult problem.

So, taking advantage of the rest time between the marches, the generals of the left guard gathered in a heap and began to discuss the appointment of Mo Cong.

"Detonator belt, where did you find such a powerful person, you actually defeated the precious grandson of the old Tan family. This... It's a shame if it's not a general flag. ”

"I don't think so. This Mo Cong is indeed very powerful on the flat ground, but as soon as he arrives, this performance is a bit unsatisfactory. No one else is skilled in tactical formations. I think... You still have to hone and hone your skills. By the way, the detonator belt, I'm not talking about you, Brother Mo Cong hasn't been here for a long time, and it's already very good to have such results under your tutelage. But I think it's still lacking from an officer. Especially since he has no actual combat experience at all, I think I still have to think carefully about how to arrange such a person. ”

"Fuck your shit. Brother Mo Cong is a talent, you know a fart?! Leopard, if you are afraid that Brother Mo Cong will not be experienced and dare not use it, just hand it over to me. We don't have enough people in the Tiger Camp. ”

"Fart, what is Lao Tzu afraid to use? Isn't this just waiting for Lord He to make a decision?"

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A group of generals exclaimed in amazement, refuted the refutation, dug the foot of the wall, and strictly guarded the stubborn, and discussed it happily.

He Ming looked around at everyone, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Lei Leopard, Mo Cong was trained by you, and you have the most say in what the situation is in all aspects. What is your opinion on his appointment?" he asked, turning his head.

"My opinion, cough cough..."Lei Bao coughed and said: "I only have two opinions, one is that Brother Mo Cong must at least be an officer regardless of his size, otherwise it is indeed a pity to bury talents." The second is that there are also many recruits in our Leopard Battalion, and if Brother Mo Cong wants to serve as an officer, he must also stay in our Leopard Battalion. Okay, that's all for my opinion. How to arrange it, Lord He will consider it. ”

"You guy, except for leaving people in your leopard camp, you haven't said anything else. He Ming glanced at Lei Leopard and said angrily. "Or else. This time, we are selecting officers, not which project is being selected, so it is more appropriate to consider the results in all aspects. What do you think?"

When all the generals heard this, they all felt that this was the case, so they all said that everyone's appointment should be considered comprehensively according to this method.

After a while, the people deliberated, and the decisions on the appointment of officers were released one after another. After all, except for Mo Cong alone, what position should others hold, you only need to make a rough decision based on the results, and there is no such tangled situation as Mo Cong, so the decision is very fast.

In the afternoon, the leopard camp camp.

Thousands of veterans lined up in a phalanx in an open field, waiting for Lei Leopard to announce the list of mid- and lower-ranking officers.

"Tan Xingyu, the ninth brigade of the leopard battalion, the chief flag officer. ”

"Chu Ying, the sixth brigade of the Flying Dragon Battalion, the chief flag officer. ”

"Dong Tuzhuang, the eighth brigade of the sharpshooter battalion, the chief flag officer. ”

"Xiao Yulin, the third brigade of the Wild Wolf Battalion, is the chief flag officer. ”

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Mo Cong stood in the middle of the phalanx, listening to Tan Xingyu, Chu Ying and others read out their names and appointments for a long time, but he couldn't hear his name for a long time, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The battlefield is a place where life is fought. In that kind of environment of swords and swords, it is very unrealistic to retain too much strength. In order not to behave too abruptly after he went to the battlefield, Mo Cong had to take a little preventive injection in front of everyone.

The way to do this is to find a high-profile occasion to defeat a few well-known but not so top-notch masters.

This officer selection competition just provided Mo Cong with such an opportunity. He saw that Chu Ying was a master, but there was still a big gap between them and Lei Leopard, so he went up and deliberately defeated Chu Ying. The next Tan Xingyu is a master who is more powerful than Chu Ying, but his personality is very immature, so Mo Cong simply defeated Tan Xingyu.

With such a brilliant record of losing two masters in a row, Mo Cong's image of being strong and not losing can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In the future, no matter how miraculous things happen on the battlefield, Mo Cong can use this to pretend to be stupid, for example, my strength is already very strong, my chopping wood knife method is already very powerful, and so on A lot of prevarication reasons, it will be easier for everyone to accept.