The happy life of a prodigal

If you have a chance another day, you can propose to the old emperor.

This small request, he should not refuse himself.

At this time, Liang Hu finally noticed Fang Xiu under the scorching sun, came up to greet him, and saluted respectfully: "General!"

Chapter 149 Selection

Liang Hu's clothes were soaked with sweat, and the scars on his face looked hideous in the sun.

He has always been known to be strict with his soldiers, but when facing Fang Xiu, he always appears very respectful.

It may be because of the case of the Arsenal, only Fang Xiu is willing to take a huge risk to report this matter to the emperor, so he will be like this...

"How are you preparing for the pro-military review?"

Fang Xiu looked at Liang Hu and asked.

Liang Hu showed hesitation on his face, and after a while, he replied: "General, for the bow horse and the formation, the humble rank has already begun to select the elite and start preparations.

But... football and capture the flag, I have never heard of it before, so I don't know how to do it. "

Football and capture the flag are all new projects created by Fang Xiu himself, and they also occupy a certain proportion in the assessment of the pro-military review. Although they are not very important compared with the bow horse formation, they are still enough to affect the final ranking.

Therefore, Liang Hu is also very cautious about these two items.

Not only Liang Hu, but the rest of the guards were also very cautious when they learned that there were two new items in this year's pro-military review meeting.

Some guards even specially invited Cuju masters to train their players.

Of course, Cuju and football are two completely different things, but... there are always similarities.

Under the guidance of those Cuju masters, the strength of each guard team grew very rapidly.

Youba Linwei has already lagged behind them too much in this regard.

As for capture the flag...

Compared with football, this project is much simpler in terms of rules and practice difficulty.

All in all, it is a hand-to-hand fight with each other, and the person who grabs the ball and guards it to the end is the final winner.

There is no need to bother to select players who are good at feet, just select some strong soldiers.

"You only need to be responsible for the horse bow and the formation, and leave the rest to this general."

Fang Xiu patted Liang Hu on the shoulder and said: "This time the pro-military competition is not only for your majesty and civil and military officials, but also for foreign envoys and the people in the capital. You must be careful, and you must not lose our right feather. Lin Wei's majesty..."

With a solemn face, Liang Hu saluted and said, "I obey my orders!"

"All right......"

Fang Xiu waved his hand and ordered: "This is the end of today's drills. Send two people to bring ten footballs. The general wants to choose football players."

"Yes, General."

Liang Hu nodded, turned around and walked towards the review field, and said loudly: "Today's competition ended early, everyone stood in line, the general is going to select football players, and those who are selected can not participate in drills during this period, and concentrate on practicing football! "

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers who were fighting each other on the review field all stopped, with expressions of excitement on their faces.

What did Captain Liang just say?

You don't have to participate in the drill! ?

For these soldiers who were about to be tortured madly, this was undoubtedly the greatest reward.

There is nothing more blissful than not participating in drills.

"What are you all doing in a daze, you only know how to stand up if the captain of the school whips you!?"

When Liang Hu saw this scene, there was a trace of evil spirit in his brows, and he roared violently.

This time, not to mention the soldiers in the review field, even Fang Xiu was taken aback.

Soon, under Liang Hu's 'gentle' urging, the soldiers stood in line. Compared with Fang Xiu's departure, they were neat and uniform, comparable to the countless trained soldiers of later generations.

Then, a few more soldiers dragged the burlap bags containing footballs into the review field.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu walked to the front of the team and glanced at the soldiers first.

Seeing their eagerness to become football players, they nodded in relief and said: "This pro-military competition is extraordinary. Not only His Majesty, but all civil and military officials, foreign envoys and the people of the capital will all be present. watch...

Therefore, you must use your heart and exert all your strength, and you must not be perfunctory.

This general made a bet with others. In this pro-military competition, our Youba Linwei must win the first place in the end. The bet is 1 taels of silver!

If any of you delays and makes General Ben lose the bet, General Ben will break his leg! "

The soldiers off the field looked at this young general, and their first reaction was...

Why is this general so young.

Then, hearing his words of encouragement, a little warmth rose in my heart.

Although General Fang has been in office for three months, they have not seen him, but no matter what, he is also the general of our Youba Linwei, and he is always facing the brothers.

Can......

After hearing the second half, they began to wonder again, did they hear it wrong?

A bet of 1 taels of silver.

Will we break our legs if we lose?

This......

The soldiers resisted the urge to curse, and the way they looked at Fang Xiu became a little strange.

On the side, Liang Hu's rough old face twitched when he heard this, and he resisted it so that he didn't show any abnormality.

Fang Xiu looked at these soldiers and continued: "In short, this pro-military competition must be attentive!

For the rest, this general will not chat with you here, starting from the first row, everyone gets a ball, those who successfully juggle the ball five times stay, those who fail, leave..."

As Fang Xiu said, he winked at the soldiers around him.

They immediately opened the burlap bag, and a dozen footballs rolled out of the bag.

"First row, come up and get the ball!"

Liang Hu stood aside and roared loudly.

There were about a dozen soldiers in the first row who were targeted, and they came up one by one to receive the ball.

After receiving the ball, he stood back to his original position and looked at Fang Xiu with slightly nervous eyes, holding the ball in his hand, a little at a loss.

Cuju is an unpopular sport in Chu State, and it is more of a performance than a competition.

On weekdays, there are very few people who touch it, so these soldiers don't know what to do after they get the ball.

They didn't even understand what Fang Xiu meant by "jumping the ball", and they all looked at Fang Xiu eagerly.

"Bumping, as the name suggests, is any part other than the hand that continuously hits the ball in the air lightly, and the ball completely leaves the body without landing, which is counted as one time.

Those who succeeded five times stayed, and the rest could leave. "

Fang Xiu looked at the soldiers holding the ball and explained.

When the soldiers heard this, they whispered for a while before they understood the rules.

"Okay, from now on, you only need to successfully flip five times, there is no time limit..."

As soon as Fang Xiu finished speaking, a soldier started his attempt.

He put the ball lightly on his feet, and with a sudden push, he lifted the ball up, and then saw the football fly into the air, and soon fell down.

The soldier tried his best to catch up, trying to catch the ball before it hit the ground, but the ball fell too fast, and just halfway there, the ball had already hit the ground.

At the same time, Fang Xiu's voice came: "You can leave..."

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The soldier obviously hadn't realized what happened, and was stunned.

This...is the end?

He showed remorse and annoyance, like a defeated rooster, and left the review field.

With the lessons learned from the past, the remaining few people are much more cautious.

After thinking for a long time, I started to try.

Unfortunately, without exception, all failed.

For these soldiers who have never seen Cuju before, juggling the ball five times in a row is really not an easy task.

Fang Xiu saw this scene, but his expression didn't change much.

Before coming, he was already mentally prepared.

If no one can juggle the ball five times by then, let Fangfu's guards play.

Anyway, most of Fangfu's guards used to be pro-military, and there is nothing to criticize when they return to pro-military.

Then there were three or four rows of people on the field, but none of them succeeded. The most person only dribbled the ball four times, which was one short of Fang Xiu's requirement.

Even Fang Xiu himself had some doubts, whether the standard of five was too high.

However, there are nearly 2000 people in Youbainwei, and it is too early to say these.

"Next team!"

On the side, Wu Yi looked at the remaining soldiers and shouted loudly.

Another row of soldiers stepped forward.

Compared with the previous excitement and excitement, these soldiers no longer had much expectation on their faces.

After witnessing the failures of their colleagues again and again, they knew in their hearts that it was too difficult to meet General Fang's requirements.

For most people, being able to successfully juggle the ball once is considered pretty good.

In fact, at least half of the people who played just now didn't succeed even once.

Fang Xiu, who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, was already disappointed with these soldiers.

I thought that eleven people with a little talent for football could be picked out of these 2000 people.

Now it seems that I am too naive...

"start!"

Following Liang Hu's order, more than a dozen soldiers with footballs in their hands began to juggle the ball.

There was no suspense, more than half of them, the first time the ball was bounced, the football flew out.

The rest of the people are also stumbling, and it is not easy to do.

There was only one strong, tall soldier who was over 1.8 meters tall by visual inspection, and easily turned his head for the second time.

By the third time, everyone except the tall soldiers failed.

Only the tall soldier was able to handle it with ease.

Fourth time... SUCCESS!

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu became interested and stood up from the teacher's chair.

Finally...is anyone going to make it?

the fifth time......

the sixth time......

132 times...

Everyone present, including Fang Xiu, just stared blankly at the tall soldier, pushing the ball up again and again with their heads.

Just...as steady as an old dog.

Finally, someone asked: "His head... doesn't hurt?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of echoes.

Standing next to the tall soldier before, the soldier who had a better relationship with him seemed to think of something, with a strange expression on his face, he choked out a sentence: "Maybe...his head is stronger."