Da Ming started to ascend the throne

The instructor led Zhu Cihong to the training ground, and nodded to three teenagers:

"Now there is a newcomer to enter the school to study, the three of you have a competition with him.

"Yes"

The three young men were the sons of Huang Degong and Zhang Shize.

When they heard that someone was going to compete with them, the three of them immediately smiled triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)

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Huang Dahu and Huang Erhu are the two sons of Huang Degong. One is 15 years old and the other is 16 years old. They are about the same age as Zhu Cihong.

These two brothers are worthy of the queen, not only are they powerful but also love military affairs, and they are omnipotent with swords, guns, swords and halberds.

After entering the Royal Military Academy, they gradually gave up the cold weapons they used to have, so they became very interested in firearms, and now their marksmanship is almost perfect.

Zhang Fugui is the son of Zhang Shize, the British prince. He is obviously older than the others. He is 20 years old this year and is now a member of Shenji Ying Baihu.

Zhang Fugui was supposed to be the heir of the Duke of Great Britain, but now that the hereditary line has been abolished, he has become an earl.

If he wants to reach the heights of his ancestors again, Zhang Fugui must learn the knowledge of a military adviser to go to the battlefield, and use military merits in exchange for the glory of his ancestors.

Don't look at Zhang Shize's mediocre performance now, completely losing the demeanor of the British Duke, but his son is completely different from him. He really likes to dance with guns and clubs, and has seen several wars.

After the start of the Royal Military School, they all entered the Royal Military School with their father's consent, and their performance in the school was also outstanding.

Zhang Fugui and the two brothers of the Huang family, because they are relatively strong in various skills, have a high prestige in the school. The three of them are now the leaders of this group of little brothers, and it can be said that they are well received.

Usually when someone comes in to take the exam, it's the younger brothers under them who come out to compete.

Today's situation is a bit different, because Zhu Cihong is already a lieutenant general, and it is not convincing to use ordinary students to compete with them.

So Yu Yang chose to use these three to test Zhu Cihong, as long as Zhu Cihong can win the next game, he will pass the exam.

Yu Yang's identity is not simple. Although he is an ordinary instructor in a military school, he is a member of the Qi family army and a descendant of the national hero Yu Dayou.

Although these little earls are all heroes and noble descendants, they are all good babies in front of Yu Yang, and no one dares to be disobedient.

Hearing that the instructor asked them to compete with the young man in front of them, the three of them looked at Zhu Cihong with disdain in their eyes.

Zhu Cihong's body is relatively well-proportioned, neither thin nor fat, and his height is about the same as that of ordinary people. His originally fair skin has also become a little dark after the baptism of training and war.

People who don't know his true identity will definitely not associate the young man in front of him with the royal family, let alone think that he is actually the Crown Prince of Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Cilang bowed his hands to Yu Yang and asked:

"Excuse me, instructor, how do we compete?"

Yu Yang's face was cold, and he couldn't see any expression. He looked at Zhu Cihong and said coldly:

"In the first event, run 2000 meters with Huang Dahu under load. If you don't get thrown off by ten meters, you will win."

"The second item is to compare shooting with Huang Erhu."

"The third item is riding and shooting with Zhang Fugui."

The three items mentioned by Yu Yang are all regular training items in the school.

Now that the Ming army has also started this kind of training, he doesn't think Zhu Cihong, who is a lieutenant general, can pass three tests.

Hearing the three items of the competition, Zhu Cihong did not hesitate at all, and directly nodded in agreement:

"Yes"

Seeing that Zhu Cihong agreed so readily, Zhang Fugui and the Huang family brothers secretly laughed, they laughed at Zhu Cihong for not knowing the heights of heaven and earth.

"Come on, get a sandbag."

Yu Yang waved his hand, and someone twisted four sandbags. Each sandbag weighed [-] jin, and the two sandbags weighed [-] jin in total. They were tied to his legs.

The 2000-meter run was not difficult at first, but now it is completely different with the addition of 2000 catties of sandbags. No one has ever run like this, and the shooting competition at the end of the [-]-meter race will be very difficult.

And it's not a shooting competition with Huang Dahu, but a competition with Huang Erhu who is waiting for work.This makes it more difficult.

Seeing this situation, Chao Mahan was very upset. The rules are too unfair. There is no need for the crown prince to compete with them. He can just report his identity and get admitted.

But Zhu Cihong quickly tied the sandbags and stood on the same starting line as Huang Dahu, only to see Yu Yang wave his hand, the cry started, and the two rushed out quickly.

In the first 200 meters, the two were almost parallel. At 500 meters, Huang Dahu started to exert strength and quickly surpassed Zhu Cihong. At 1000 meters, he had already left Zhu Cihong by more than 20 meters.

The students at the scene cheered Huang Dahu one-sidedly, but Wang Chao Mahan was furious. They knew that the prince would definitely lose this round.

He trains every day, where has the prince suffered this kind of hardship? When passing the finish line, it is already very good not to be thrown away by 100 meters.

Yu Yang thought that Zhu Cihong would fall behind after 1000 meters, but he didn't expect that he had already been dropped by 500 meters, and there was some disappointment in his eyes. He still liked this young man very much.

Huang Dahu looked back at the young man behind him, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth. In the Royal Military Academy, no one could surpass him in the weight-carrying run, let alone an unknown young man.

"Fugui, let's see how much advantage my elder brother can reach the finish line. I bet 50 meters away. If I lose, I will buy you a drink tonight."

Zhang Fugui shook his head:

"50 meters is a bit exaggerated. That boy Duhu will float if he leads too much, up to 30 meters."

The two were at odds, and they looked at Meng Liang:

"Meng Liang tell me your opinion?"

Meng Liang is a few years younger than them. He is the son of Meng Zhaoxiang, who is only 13 years old this year.

Although he can't outrun the big tiger, and his marksmanship is not as good as Zhang Fugui's two tigers, but he has a good brain, likes to observe when things happen, and is relatively calm.

Hearing Erhu and Fugui's questioning, he said lightly:

"There are still 800 meters left, and Zhou Da is only 20 meters behind. Do you think he is in a hurry? Not at all, and he is still running at his own pace. I estimate that he will lose within two meters of Du Hu at most."

"Pfft...what kind of eyes do you have, kid, you look down on Dumb too much..."

Meng Liang's words made those present who had a good relationship with Duhu almost vomit blood.

The on-court is still running, and off-court betting has begun. Almost everyone is optimistic that Dumb will win easily.

Although Meng Liang felt that Zhu Cihong seemed unusual, he also believed that Du Hu was stronger in the end.

Zhang Fugui, Huang Erhu and others have already started to bet. They are betting on how many meters Dahu can throw next week, and they put out ten dragon coins to bet.