The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1467 The Role of Reading (III)

"Hmm!" The eleven-year-old boy was in high spirits.

"Come, I'll show you how to walk on the plum blossom pile!" Fang Yun led Zhang Jing'an to the place where the plum blossom pile was.

Fang Yun said as he walked: "The plum blossom piles in the army are three feet and three meters above the ground, with a diameter of five inches, and are mainly used to practice footwork. The monsters are powerful, and once they have the opportunity to move, the human race must rely on flexible methods to fight. Veterans can already practice on the plum blossom piles with weapons in hand. As for new recruits like you, do you see the arrows under the plum blossom piles? You can walk quickly on them in the direction indicated by the arrows. Let me see..."

Fang Yun looked carefully at the plum blossom piles in front of him. There were two places for plum blossom piles. With a glance, he counted that there were 108 plum blossom piles in each place, sparsely and orderly nailed everywhere.

Fang Yun walked to a field of plum blossom piles, and lightly jumped onto the first plum blossom pile in the field like an eagle. Fang Yuan's eyes lit up. This calm and steady action can only be done by veterans with more than ten years of experience.

Some soldiers were practicing weapons and even fighting on the plum blossom piles. After receiving Fang Yuan's signal, they immediately left and stood on the periphery of the field of plum blossom piles.

"There are 108 plum blossom piles here. Ordinary soldiers take one step at a time. It takes 54 breaths to pass. Elite soldiers need 20 breaths to pass. Jing'an, although you are young, since you are determined to be a general, you must meet the standard of passing in 20 breaths. Your father will demonstrate it to you once."

Fang Yun said, striding forward.

Bang bang bang...

Fang Yuan was stunned, and the nearby soldiers also looked over. They all instinctively widened their eyes and looked at Fang Yun on the plum blossom pile in disbelief.

Fang Yun was seen running on the plum blossom piles at a speed faster than that of an ordinary person running at full speed. Every time he landed on a wooden pile, he would make a loud noise. His figure was like the wind, as if he was flying.

The sound of his feet stepping on the wooden piles was like dense drum beats. After only seven breaths, Fang Yun stood on the 108th wooden pile.

"So powerful..." Zhang Jing'an's eyes lit up. He saw some veterans also running on the plum blossom piles, but their speed was far less than Fang Yun's.

Hundreds of elite soldiers from the third battalion looked at Fang Yun, and several military officers came here.

Fang Yun said: "Seven breaths... is a bit slow. I don't need to run at full speed when I first arrive."

The soldiers on the side were stunned, and Fang Yuan was also particularly surprised. This Zhang Longxiang's body was much stronger than that of an ordinary Hanlin.

"Jing'an, you try. You have to run for two quarters of an hour today. Take your time, don't rush." ​​Fang Yun was very kind.

"Yes!"

Zhang Jing'an jumped hard and landed on the first wooden pile. His body swayed slightly, and he quickly opened his arms to stand firm.

"Let's get started. Don't rush for success. You must first get familiar with the distance and landing point, and overcome your concerns about the height. You are a new soldier, and this is very difficult for you. You must pay extra attention." Fang Yun persuaded him patiently.

Zhang Jing'an smiled and said, "It's just a plum blossom pile, a small matter. I have climbed walls and trees. I have done everything. Just wait and see. I can reach the level of ordinary soldiers in two or three days!"

Fang Yun smiled slightly, as if he didn't care.

Fang Yuan glanced at Fang Yun, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Jing'an glanced at the second pillar, exerted force suddenly, pushed the wooden stake with his left foot, lifted his right foot, and jumped forward. His right foot landed on the second wooden stake, and his left foot followed, but his body began to shake.

"It's easy!" Zhang Jing'an grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Fang Yun smiled without saying anything.

Fang Yuan glanced at Fang Yun again.

Zhang Jingan jumped again, two steps, three steps, four steps... the third stake, the fourth stake, the fifth stake...

After a while, Zhang Jingan jumped to the tenth stake, and then jumped to the eleventh stake.

At this moment, the eyes of all the soldiers present changed a little, and some soldiers even smiled.

The distance between the tenth stake and the eleventh stake was one inch longer than the previous distance, and the diameter of the eleventh stake was also a little smaller. Due to years of trampling and friction, the actual area of ​​the top of all stakes would be reduced.

The toes of Zhang Jingan's right foot stepped on the eleventh stake, and his heel stepped into the air!

"Ah..."

Zhang Jingan screamed, his right foot slid off the stake, his legs split widely, and finally he fell heavily to the ground in a splits posture.

The pain of tearing in the hips spread all over Zhang Jingan's body. He fell to the ground, holding the base of his thighs, sweating from the pain, and kept groaning.

Fang Yuan stole another glance at Fang Yun and found that "Zhang Longxiang" was still smiling, not feeling distressed at all for his son's injury.

"I told you to be careful, don't rush, and take a step after seeing clearly. The distance between the tenth and eleventh stakes is larger than before. You can't even see this. I'm disappointed!"

Fang Yun's words made Zhang Jing'an feel worse. He couldn't laugh anymore. He just stood up slowly with the help of the stakes, and then climbed up the eleventh stake.

"Hmph, what do you care! I can definitely run over the plum blossom stakes!" Zhang Jing'an said unconvinced.

"Shut up! Start from the first stake. If you fall halfway, start again! Remember, you are a soldier of my Chu State and the human race, not some street thug!" Fang Yun said bluntly.

Zhang Jing'an wanted to refute, but thinking of Fang Yun's words, he gritted his teeth and slowly walked towards the first plum blossom stake.

Fang Yun smiled and said to Fang Yuan: "Please introduce me to the camp school of the Third Battalion. I passed the plum blossom pile in seven breaths and became the first. I should be rewarded, right?"

"That's right! From today on, you can be the sergeant!" A sturdy man came with several people. He was tall and his muscles made his white imperial scholar uniform bulge. He also wore a set of iron armor on the outside of the imperial scholar uniform, which made a clattering sound when he walked. Although he was carrying a heavy load, he walked faster than ordinary soldiers.

Fang Yun glanced at the crowd and saw that there was only this imperial scholar, so he smiled and bowed, saying: "Sergeant Zhang Longxiang, meet the commander. I am just an ordinary person in the Jingxi Guard."

Hearing the three words "Zhang Longxiang", many veterans and well-informed recruits changed their faces, and a few of them showed fierceness or even hatred.

The imperial scholar commander glanced at Fang Yuan, and Fang Yuan nodded gently.

"Xu Cang of our school welcomes Brother Zhang to join our Third Battalion! Our Jingxi Guard is the same as other places, those who are capable will be promoted and those who have made contributions will be rewarded. Come on, change Sergeant Zhang's uniform!"

"Thank you, Lord Xu!" Fang Yun said with a smile and looked at Zhang Jing'an.

Zhang Jingan was extremely ashamed and annoyed, and whispered: "You are just older than me, let me see how I can catch up with you! I am just a small sergeant!"

Xu Cang's face suddenly darkened, and he said sternly: "You little soldier, tell me your name!"

Zhang Jingan was startled, and hurriedly straightened his chest and raised his head, and said loudly: "New soldier Zhang Jingan, meet Xu Yingxiao!"

"As a new soldier, you have no respect for your superiors, you should be punished! From today on, your meals will be reduced by half within a month, and you will work with labor for two hours at night! If you do it again, the punishment will be doubled!"

Zhang Jingan's little face was full of grievances, tears rolled in his eyes, making people feel pitiful, but he did not cry, and stubbornly said loudly: "I know my mistakes and will never make them again. Considering that it is my first offense, please reduce the punishment!"

Many soldiers couldn't help laughing.

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