The halberdier and another comrade worked together to place Wang Rong on a wooden cart, and then carried another wounded man to the cart as well. Zhang Pu watched them work, and didn't mean to get started, in this Dayong army, no one dared to let her do these rough jobs.

Wang Rong, who was in a coma, didn't know what was going on outside, he seemed to have had a dream, but it didn't seem to be. In his dream, the first thing he remembered was standing on the horse and stepping pile, and every day was a boring standing pile, and there was a young man a little older than him beside him, which was his brother Wang Bo. In front of them, an uncle in his thirties stared at them coldly, as long as they made the slightest movement, the rattan whip in his hand would fly over and whip them on their bodies without hesitation, this was their brothers' master Wang Hanzhi. Wang Rong could feel the heart-wrenching pain in his dreams, but he and the young man next to him did not give up practicing, but continued to stand on the pile with tears in their eyes.

The thirtie-year-old Wang Hanzhi said loudly: "As the children of the Pinyang Wang family, we were born to be for the battlefield. Since the rise of our Wang family since the rise of Dongxiang Hou, we have always made military achievements, and since you two brothers worship me as a teacher today to learn martial arts, you must be prepared for blood, sweat and tears. As a teacher, he will not show mercy to his subordinates. ”

In this way, time moved forward day by day, and the two Wang Rong brothers finished standing on the horse step pile, and then practiced the sword, from 500 stabs a day to 1,000 stabs a day, then to 2,000 stabs a day, and finally 10,000 stabs a day. After the sword practice, he began to practice the knife again, splitting the knife from top to bottom, starting with 500 splits against the air, and then gradually increasing, gradually increasing to 10,000 splits a day.

Once the number of this seemingly monotonous action comes up, the impact is obvious, and when the arms of the two are not intact, every day when they go home after practice, their mother Yang will wipe their bruises with a special medicinal wine. As for the male protagonist in the fantasy novel who soaks in the bathtub after practicing, he can get through the eight veins of the Qi Jing, it is impossible. In this era, those who could take a medicinal bath were high-ranking officials and nobles, or powerful people in the family such as patriarchs and elders.

Although the home in the dream has not reached the point of being surrounded by four walls, it only relies on the meager income of his father Wang Yu to feed and wear, and he has been poor and rich since ancient times.

It means that the poor can learn literature, they can hang their heads on the beam, taper and pierce the strands, they can chisel the wall to steal the light, and they can read at night. In short, no matter how poor you are, as long as you can still eat with nests and pickles, and walk around in broken straw shoes, you can go to Xushan and gain fame.

But practicing martial arts is different:

The first is apprenticeship, since ancient times, there has been no martial arts, and apprentices are all bound. It means that you have to spend money, and if you don't spend money, you can't worship a good master.

In this era, meat is a rare thing, and it costs a lot of money to buy meat, and eating is a big part of the cost of martial arts.

The reason why Wang Rong's family was able to let the two children learn martial arts was that the relationship between the master and his father was very strong, and both of them rolled over from the sea of corpses and blood, and the relationship between the comrades was very solid.

Secondly, his father was transferred to Dongxiang Youzhi in Pinyang County because of his injury, although he was only a foreign official and had a meager income, but this was an official in the family, needless to say, there were many conveniences.

As for why my father didn't personally teach the two of them to practice, the reason is very simple: first, my father, as a township leader, needs to handle affairs for the clansmen and villagers; Secondly, the father's physical condition does not allow it; Finally, and most importantly, the father can't be heavy on his two sons, if the martial arts training is not strict, then the two sons' martial arts will not be successful.

Based on the above reasons, Wang Hanzhi, who is in his thirties, became the mentor of the brothers. Wang Hanzhi's martial arts are actually not very profound, neither the various magical powers in fantasy novels, nor the various internal and external magic skills in martial arts novels, he knows all the tricks in the army, such as military body boxing, eight methods in the sword, seven styles of sword shape and twelve moves of marksmanship, these are the basic skills commonly used in the army.

Wang Rong brothers began to practice at the age of eight, practicing three nine in winter and three in summer, and after ten years of martial arts training, they have practiced knives, swords, and guns very well, and even their master Wang Hanzhi is not the opponent of their brother Wang Bo. Of course, Wang Rong is still far behind. Brother Wang Bo is two years older than himself, he has entered the army the year before last, and is now serving in the Pingbei Army of Yiqu County, and has accumulated his achievements to the rank of lieutenant and captain of the first team.

And the master was killed on the battlefield last year, the battle of Yongji Lishi is known as the only shame in the past hundred years of Dayong, the general of the Ji State Li Mubai strategized, with 30,000 soldiers and horses from the 100,000 Yong army out of 20,000, surrounded outside the stone city, inside and outside the attack, all annihilated by the Yong army, his master Wang Hanzhi as a member of the general was directly killed by Li Mubai and outside the stone city.

That was the first time Wang Rong saw his father Wang Yu wearing a military uniform, wearing a dark armor, and the big red silk thread was decorated with five knots on the right side of the armor. When his mother, Yang, sorted out his father's clothes, the tears never stopped. When Wang Rong saw his father's outfit, he faintly expected it in his heart.

A few months later, when his father Wang Yu returned home, his condition was very miserable, he was carried back by other Wang children, and when he set off, his clean and neat black armor was already torn, although his limbs were still sound, it was obvious that the muscles and bones of his hands were broken, and there were several wounds on his abdomen, and even a few were in the vital parts. Wang Rong remembered that his mother was lying on his father and crying, which was the only time he remembered his mother, who was usually dignified and virtuous, and was not in a hurry or impatient.

After being properly placed, my father lay on the bed, facing my mother and myself, tugging at the corners of my mouth, and smiled: "This trip is my willfulness, but fortunately the result is perfect, although there are constant twists and turns, but Ah Zhi's body was still brought back by me." ”

Mother Yang listened to her father's words and didn't say anything to blame, Wang Yu and Wang Hanzhi are friends, she is not qualified to blame, and she can't bear to blame for such a sincere friendship.

Wang Shigui, the current patriarch of the Wang family, and Wang Shizai, the second elder of Wang Hanzhi's father, came to his home in person and bowed to his father in front of many clansmen to thank him. The two elders even said that the position of the rank in Dongxiang is still his father's, and he can ask for help in the clan if there is any difficulty in the family in the future.

Wang Rong still remembered the expressions of his father and mother at that time, they were not so interested in the promise of the patriarch and the second elder, but politely refused. As for the position of the township rank, Wang Yu also refused on the grounds that he was injured and difficult to recover.

Then Wang Rong joined the army, in the father's encouraging eyes and his mother's worried eyes, Wang Rong resolutely walked out of the house and came to Hongnong County Andong Army as a soldier. After less than a month of training in the army, the war between Yong and Yu broke out, and the Anton army was ordered to march east and attack the deputy capital of Yu to the east. And the battle that Wang Rong just participated in was the battle between the Andong Army and the Yuguo Guard's Infantry Army, and the address of the battle was in Xincheng, Yuyun County.

Wang Rong didn't know if it was a dream or not, and just as he wanted to continue, the pain hit him, and he opened his eyes irritatingly. The first thing that catches your eye is a large round face, which should have just been washed and covered with water droplets.

"Zhong Ming, you're awake." Wang Rong remembered that this was his comrade, the halberd Li Sujie, who was born in the Li family branch of Chengji County, Longxiang County, and was on the same team as himself. The grassroots soldiers of Yongguo are five people as a team, two soldiers as a team, and five tithes as a team. These five are also different, and the infantry is generally divided into two long soldiers, two short soldiers, and one fire head. Crossbowmen are two archers, two crossbowmen, and one firehead. The formation of cavalry and infantry and archers is different, and Wang Rong does not know how to divide the cavalry. Wang Rong is a soldier in short arms, and his comrades don't know what to do.

Li Sujie looked at Wang Rong's obviously confused expression, and was anxious: "It's over, won't you become a fool, Zhong Ming, Zhong Ming?" Perhaps because he felt that shouting alone didn't work, he stretched out his hands and grabbed Wang Rong's shoulders and shook them for a while.

Wang Rong felt the mountains shake in front of him, and then vaguely saw a petite figure appear, slapping Li Sujie on the back of the head, and let out a crisp "Bang!" ”

Then a coquettish cry sounded in my ears: "Do you know that he is a patient?!" Do you want him to live or do you want him to die?! ”

Li Sujie defended anxiously: "No, Doctor Zhang, Zhong Ming, he looked at me just now like a stranger, is he demented because of an injury?" ”

"Dead cat, who do you say is demented? You're demented, your whole family is demented. Wang Rong stabilized his mind and said with an unhappy face.

"Ah, Zhong Ming, it's great that you still know me." Maozi is Li Sujie's nickname, because this guy is different from normal Guanzhong people, normal Guanzhong people are square-faced men with beautiful beards, and this guy has a round face. According to this guy's statement, he used to have a square face, but he didn't think the square face was good-looking, so he ate himself into a round face.

"Get out of the way, I'll check him." Wang Rong felt that the voice was very familiar, oh, by the way, it was the female doctor, called Calamus. I saw that she stepped forward and directly lifted the thin clothes, the sword wound below was no longer a major problem, there was no inflamed rotten flesh and pus and blood, and the person did not have a fever, "Okay, you just need to recuperate for a few days and heal the injury, remember to change the medicine twice a day." ”

When Wang Rong was inspecting her, she also looked down at her wounds, looking at the colorful, clean and abnormal rags used to bandage the wounds, the corners of Wang Rong's mouth twitched, just such a dirty bandage, he was not infected with inflammation and fever It was really a matter of accumulating virtue in his previous life, oh, it had nothing to do with his previous life, he hadn't even entered the society yet, and he hadn't been able to do a few things to accumulate virtue.

Wang Rong had no choice but to reluctantly stop the doctor named Calamus: "Eh, Calamus, you wait a minute, this... Wang Rong pointed to the rags on his body and continued: "Can you please use a white cloth in the future, soak it in boiling water now, and then soak it in garlic water, dry it over fire, and then bandage me, okay?" ”

Zhang Pu was very unhappy when she heard Wang Rong call her wrong name again, and she said unhappily: "What kind of whimsy do you have here?" It's a pity that this girl is too busy, so you better find someone else to do it. After saying that, he left without looking back.

Wang Rong looked helpless, so he had to look at the cat Li Sujie. Li Sujie instantly exploded and said: "Brother, you don't want me to get it for you, although I am also injured, I am slightly injured, and I will be able to return to the team in two days." ”

Wang Rong smiled and said: "Then take advantage of the two days when you can't go back, help me, find a clean white cloth strip, boil it in boiling water, soak it in garlic water, bake it and dry it, dry it more, and prepare more than a dozen of them, this is a good life-saving thing." ”

Li Sujie originally wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but when he thought of the dangerous battlefield, everything that could save his life was a good thing, so he started to do it without complaint.