Chapter 6 Marshal Hong
After they left, the soldier turned around and walked into the gate. After a while, he came out and said to Li Yan and the other dozen people, "Just line up like this and follow me. After you go in, you are not allowed to walk around, talk or whisper. Otherwise, you will be eliminated. If your actions anger the general, you will be beaten with a military stick. Do you understand?" He glanced at them, and this glance made them feel cold. Although he was just a soldier, he must have killed many people.
The murderous aura on his body was not something that these young boys could resist. Li Yan felt that when the eyes passed over him, his pores stood up. He thought to himself, "What a sharp look." He only knew that the eyes were scary, but he didn't know that it was the murderous aura of a veteran who had experienced life and death on the battlefield.
After the soldier asked, seeing that the young boys were responding in a submissive manner, he stopped talking and turned away. The group of people hurriedly followed behind him and walked carefully, fearing that they would make a sound if they stepped too hard.
After Li Yan and his party entered the gate, they could see the environment inside the courtyard clearly. It was called a courtyard, but in fact it should be a square where horses could gallop. They were at the entrance of the square. There was a high platform in front of the square, with tables and chairs placed on it. Every few steps on the edge of the high platform, there was a big flag inserted on the platform. Rows of big flags fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound. When the flags fluttered, you could vaguely see the words "甲", "乙", "丙" embroidered on them, and some were embroidered with totems like evil tigers and dragons.
This should be the military training ground that people often talk about, Li Yan thought so.
At this time, there were about a hundred people standing on the parade ground, divided into three rows, with about five or six people in each row. On the far right side of the parade ground, Li Yan and his group followed the soldier to the end of the team after entering, so there were as many as seventeen or eighteen people; the middle row had about forty or fifty people; the upper left row had the largest number of people, about seventy or eighty people at this time.
In front of each row, there were several soldiers managing the three rows of people. Several rows of armed soldiers stood neatly around the square. They were wearing bright helmets and armor, and they were dignified and looked straight ahead, surrounding Li Yan and his group
inside the venue, and I think they should be maintaining order.
On the high platform, there was a wide chair behind the table, and a burly man sat on it. This man was taller than an average adult when he sat, with a slightly yellow face and a bald head. The sunlight from the sky at this time made his head faintly reflect yellow light. He had a wide face and a slightly thick beard. A long scar extended from the right temple to the right corner of his mouth. The muscles in the scar were twisted outward, like a colorful centipede crawling on his face. He stood straight, and even sitting in the chair, he had a kind of pressure on the whole audience.
At this time, his eyes were looking at the front of the high platform, facing the left corner of the stage, where there was a tent, and this tent was exactly opposite to the team where Li Yan and his team stood.
Li Yan also stole a glance at the whole audience and the stage at this time. He stood at the end of the team, and their team was on the side of the parade ground, so he could not see the high platform in front of the parade ground very clearly. He only saw a table on the high platform of the parade ground, and a bald man was sitting in the wide chair behind the table.
At this time, the soldier who brought them in shouted in a low voice, "You have to be careful. Marshal Hong is on the stage. You must not look around. Wait for the people in front to come out of the tent, and then the people behind can enter the tent in turn."
The soldier paused, but a trace of unspeakable expression appeared on his face. Then he pointed to the team of about 40 or 50 people in the middle row and said, "After coming out, stand behind the middle row in turn, line up for the assessment, and after passing the assessment, you can stand over there." Then he pointed to the team of about 70 or 80 people on the far left.
"If you fail the assessment, you will be eliminated. Just go out directly from the corner door at the back. Someone will explain the specific situation to you in detail." After that, he nodded to the soldiers in front of this row and turned to walk to the door.
Li Yan stood at the back of the team, and after listening to the words of the soldier just now, he felt that some of the words didn't make sense, and he couldn't figure it out for a while. He frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that the soldier just said, "They need to enter the tent first, come out and line up in the middle for the assessment."
There was a place surrounded by a high wooden fence in front of the middle row of teams. They couldn't see through the fence, but they could overlook the whole place from the high platform, and they could see the situation there completely. Presumably, the fence was the place for the assessment. As for the content of the assessment, Li Guoxin had told him on the road before, it should be lifting stone locks, running, simple martial arts, etc. For Li Yan, he believed that with his physical fitness from hunting in the mountains for many years and some boxing and kicking learned from the hunters in the village, it should be no problem.
But Li Yan was not thinking about these things at this time. He was thinking carefully in his heart, "The soldier said that after going to the middle row, you can take the test. Those who succeed will line up on the far left, and those who are eliminated will go out from the corner door at the back. I think the people in the row with more people on the far side are those who have been successfully selected, and those in the middle are waiting for the test. So what do I do in this row now? Sign up? But the soldier just said to enter the tent, and stand in the middle row after coming out, and the soldier looked a little strange when he said this." When the soldier was talking, Li Yan stared at him, fearing that he would reveal something important. Thinking about it now, he felt very puzzled.
Li Yan stood there thinking, and suddenly, a voice sounded in his ear, "Hey, the one standing at the end, what are you still doing?" Li Yan woke up from his thoughts and realized that the people in front of him had moved forward a long distance because people kept entering the tent, but he forgot to follow the team because of his thinking. He was the last one, and no one urged him to move forward. At this time, he stood alone and was out of the team. A soldier came over and scolded him.
The young people who participated in the recruitment in front of the team heard the scolding, turned around, and a few of them laughed in a low voice. Originally, there were only 150 guards recruited this time. For them, those who came to participate in the recruitment were all competitors, so it was of no benefit to others. They could not directly attack their opponents, and laughing was also a blow.
Li Yan quickly smiled apologetically at the soldier, and then walked forward to follow the team, as if he did not hear the low laughter. The soldier looked at him, snorted, and said no more. When he passed by the few people who were laughing softly, he sternly reprimanded them, "Do you want to be eliminated directly? If not, be honest." As soon as these words came out, the few people who were laughing softly just now turned pale, lowered their heads quickly, and dared not look at the soldier again. Seeing this, the soldier retracted his gaze and walked to the front of the team.
When Li Yan walked to the last position at this time, he thought, "It should be the registration office, but this registration office is too stingy. It is not difficult to line up more than a dozen tables in this huge training ground. Wouldn't it be faster to register in that way?"
When he thought of this, he suddenly remembered that the soldier said "Marshal Hong" before. Yes, Marshal Hong, the one on the high platform is Marshal Hong. He is a military god-like existence in their place. He has repeatedly defeated the enemies of Meng State. Although he had only heard some things about Marshal Hong before, for Li Yan, he has established a god-like existence in the heart of the young man.
He secretly raised his head to look at the platform. At this time, he had walked a lot closer to the platform and could basically see the people on the platform. He thought to himself, "Marshal Hong looks like this, very domineering, no wonder he can intimidate those enemies." Once this person identifies someone or something, he will have a preconceived feeling, either forming a good concept or an extremely evil feeling. Marshal Hong's appearance should be a ferocious and evil-looking person in the eyes of ordinary people, but at this time, Li Yan not only felt that he was not a bad person, but he was domineering. After Li Yan looked at the platform for a while, he found that Marshal Hong seemed to be very concerned about this side. He rarely looked at the middle row of people entering the high fence for assessment. He basically looked sideways at their tent. Every time someone entered or came out, he raised his eyebrows, as if he had an idea.