Chapter 546: Don’t accept it? Then pull it out and practice!

Xu Qingluan and Dong Shuyan came to Zhang Zhun again. Their outfits today were similar to those they saw in Beiqu Mountain. Xu Qingluan temporarily regained the role of the White Lotus Holy Mother, becoming serious and solemn. Judging from her appearance, no one could feel that she had the reason to surrender to the Hu Benjun. Dong Shuyan was dressed in men's clothes, elegant and handsome, no wonder Sun Weina was fascinated by "him".

Behind them, there was a tall and thin man with a straight waist and a bright gaze. He knew he had been immersed in the military camp at a glance. He had a lot of scars on his body, and the most obvious depression on his left shoulder seemed to have been cut off. He went straight to Zhang Zhun, staring at Zhang Zhun with bright eyes, and said loudly: "Hu Yifang has seen Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Zhun nodded, looked up and down at the other party, and said deeply: "Are you Hu Yifang?"

The other party’s name is a bit special. It is not called the Governor, but only Mr. Zhang. There is obviously a reason for this Governor. The title of this Governor was given to Zhang Zhun by the court, but Wen Xiang Sect wanted to overthrow the court. Hu Yifang was unwilling to salute the official position of the court, so he called Zhang Zhun the Lord Zhang.

Hu Yifang straightened his waist and said proudly: "I'm Hu Yifang."

Zhang Zhun nodded thoughtfully, his eyes fell on the depression of his left shoulder, and he slowly said, "Are you a veteran from Liaodong?"

Hu Yifang thought that his background had been known to Zhang Zhun, and he answered casually: "That's right."

Zhang Zhun said quietly: "They did not introduce you to me. I saw it from the scars on your shoulders. If my guess is correct, your arrow was shot by the rusty arrow of the Tartars. In order to prevent infection, you have to cut off all the meat around you, right?"

Hu Yifang said sternly: "Yes! I was only seventeen years old during the Battle of Sarhu. The first time I went to the battlefield, I was shot by the Tartars and almost died there. However, the Tartars were also cut to death by me later. I cut him more than a dozen times and completely smashed his head. Unfortunately, our brothers died too many times and finally defeated them. Later, in Shenyang and Liaoyang, we were defeated again and lost many brothers. Later, I was injured several times, but none of them were killed. It was so regrettable."

Zhang Zhun nodded and said with a little emotion: "The Battle of Sarhu, seventeen years old... More than ten years have passed, and you are getting older. The Tartars are getting stronger and stronger. During the Battle of Sarhu, Dorgon and Duoduo were still little kids, and now they can lead troops to fight. During the Battle of Sarhu, the Tartars had less than 30,000 troops, and now they are probably close to 100,000."

Hu Yifang said proudly: "Mr. Zhang, although my incense sect was defeated by you, my determination to kill the Tartars has never changed. I also asked Mr. Zhang to allow me to form a battalion and follow your Mr. Zhang to fight to kill the Tartars."

Zhang Zhun's eyes were deep and he said slowly: "Do you want to form a battalion by yourself?"

Hu Yifang said expectantly: "One thousand people are enough!"

Zhang Zhun had no intention of making excuses and said bluntly: "Hu Yifang, how do you tell me to believe you? Are you going to organize all the backbone of the Scented Sect into this camp?"

Hu Yifang Senyan said: "I can make a poisonous oath! I will always be loyal to you! The first battalion of soldiers I formed will never betray you! If you violate this oath, heaven will be punished by heaven and earth!"

Zhang Zhun shook his head and said slowly: "It is impossible for you to form your own camp. I never believe in oath, even if it is a poisonous oath that is punished by heaven and earth."

Hu Yifang had no choice but to remain silent.

Zhang Zhun said slowly: "Besides, I haven't seen your determination to kill the Tartars yet. To be honest, your performance outside Dengzhou City is indeed not very good. If you were asked to form a battalion on your own, I'm very worried that you would all be eaten by the Tartars."

Hu Yifang suddenly turned red and felt extremely humiliated. He did not feel that Zhang Zhun was provoking. He was easily excited, and he could stutter when he was excited. He only heard him stutteringly explain: "On the outside of Dengzhou City that day, we were in a state of chaos. The troops lost command, so they became like that. Before this, we never thought that Tartars would appear in Dengzhou City. We were caught off guard by the Tartars! If we had known that Tartars had appeared, we would have arranged our camp and would not have been easily destroyed by the Tartars!"

Zhang Zhun shook his head and said without hesitation: "No! A temporary chaos is not an excuse! The quality of the army often lies in how to deal with emergencies. Whether you have ever thought of the Tartars, the result will be the same. The key to failure is that your army has no organization, no discipline, and no training. A truly strong army must not be arrogant when they win, not be discouraged when they lose, and not change their faces when they collapse. The so-called magical weapon of the incense sect is too far away from this requirement."

Hu Yifang was sorely poked by Zhang Zhun without hesitation. He felt very uncomfortable. His face suddenly turned red, as if he was drunk, his eyes wide open, and he said dissatisfied: "Young Master Zhang, you underestimate me too much!"

In the Scent of Incense, he is a pure military commander. Ordinary Scent of Incense Scholars accept his command when fighting. Xu Qingluan and Dong Shuyan rarely interfere. Therefore, he is very sensitive to the combat effectiveness of the ten divine weapons of the Scent of Incense Scholar. He feels that even if the combat effectiveness of the ten divine weapons of the Scent of Incense Scholars is not very high, it will not be much worse. If the Tartars had not appeared suddenly, it would have been possible that the Scent of Incense Scholars would conquer Dengzhou City. Now, he was criticized by Zhang Zhun for being useless, how could he be convinced?

Zhang Zhun had no intention of taking back his words at all. Instead, he said with a stern face and expressionless face: "I'm not looking down on you! This is the fact!"

Hu Yifang said dissatisfiedly: "Apart from weapons, we are definitely not inferior to the Hu Ben Army!"

Zhang Zhun stared at the other person deeply for a moment.

Hu Yifang straightened his waist and looked at each other without fear.

Zhang Zhun nodded and said slowly: "Since that's the case, let me tell you, as a soldier, what do you think is the most important basic skill?"

Hu Yifang said without hesitation: "Can fight!"

Zhang Zhun shook his head and said slowly: "Wrong! Being able to fight is the overall manifestation of all qualities! A basic skill of a soldier, if you are a soldier, you must look like a soldier! No matter where you go, others can see at a glance that we are soldiers! We soldiers must have a special posture! The so-called standing like a pine, sitting like a bell, and walking like a wind! Let's not talk about anything else for now, just standing posture, your people are worse than the Hu Ben Army!"

Hu Yifang said dissatisfiedly: "Who said we are not as good as the Hu Ben Army?"

Zhang Zhun said coldly: "Look at your subordinates, how many soldiers are there? You can't even stand well, so why are you talking about combat effectiveness?"

Hu Yifang couldn't wait to say, "Since that's the case, let's take out the game?"

Zhang Zhun nodded and said happily: "Okay! You can choose 300 people, bring them here, and prepare for the competition!"

Hu Yifang immediately turned around and left.

"Jie Yang!"

Zhang Zhun shouted casually.

"arrive!"

Zhiyuan Yang hurried over.

"The whole group of the Order Biaozi Camp!"

Zhang Zhun issued an order sternly.

"Abide by the order!"

Zhiyuan Yang immediately turned around and went.

Xu Qingluan didn't say anything beside her. It was not until Hu Yifang left that the expression on her face slowly softened, she frowned slightly and said, "Yu Lin, is this... necessary?"

Zhang Zhun said confidently: "It's okay. Let everyone in the Scented Sect see what a real soldier should look like."

Xu Qingluan stopped talking.

Dong Shuyan was very curious, with her big dark eyes turning, and she didn't know what she was thinking. She found that she never lacked the opportunity to open her eyes by Zhang Zhun. Last time in Laizhou City, she opened her eyes and witnessed the powerful anti-assassination of the Hu Ben Army. In Beiqu Mountain, she opened her eyes and witnessed the combat effectiveness of the Hu Ben Army. Now, it seems that it is the third time. I don't know what to witness with my own eyes today.

Soon, all the soldiers of the Biaozi Battalion gathered together. The Biaozi Battalion had three associations and fifteen squads. If not officers, there were 750 soldiers in total. If the officers at all levels were included, the total strength was more than 900. After being arranged in a square formation, the scene was still very spectacular. Unified costumes, unified postures, and unified weapons were all not included in the Scent of Incense. Many backbones of the Scent of Incense next to them couldn't help but watch quietly.

Not long afterwards, Hu Yifang also came with 300 backbone members of the Winter Scent Sect. These people were carefully selected by him, and each of them had a very good mental outlook. It can be seen that these backbone members should have been brought by Hu Yifang. They are backbone members of the backbone members of the Winter Scent Sect and the elite among the elites. No wonder he dared to show his dissatisfaction in front of Zhang Zhun.

Hu Yifang arranged for his own people to stand face to face with the Hu Ben Army soldiers of the Biao Battalion. This was obviously a provocative action. You are not good at standing where you are, but you have to stand opposite the Hu Ben Army. Isn’t this intentional provocation to the Hu Ben Army? In fact, Hu Yifang does mean to be provocative. He felt that he must have won. After settling down, Hu Yifang came to Zhang Zhun with great strides and said confidently: "Young Master Zhang, I'm ready."

Zhang Zhun said casually: "Pick three hundred people from my army to compete!"

Hu Yifang immediately said: "I won't take advantage of you, so that you won't be too arrogant after losing."

Zhang Zhun couldn't help laughing. Hu Yifang really dared to say that. He was worried that if he lost, he would make excuses. It seemed that he really had enough confidence in himself. However, the more confident he was, the more miserable he fell. He nodded to Dong Shuyan and said casually: "Since that's the case, go! Choose 300 people at will!"

Dong Shuyan was obviously not afraid of trouble, nor was she afraid of anything wrong with her daughter's family appearing in front of so many Hu Ben Army. She really walked to the middle of the team, looked around, and pointed at her fingers, and randomly selected 300 people. She knew nothing about the details of the Hu Ben Army, and the 300 soldiers she selected were really all kinds of. This made Hu Yifang feel more confident in herself.

Zhang Zhun didn't care which soldiers Dong Shuyan chose. She glanced at them and announced the rules of the competition. Of course, the competition was in a military posture. The competition time was one hour. During this period, the soldiers on both sides had to stand up straight and not move. If a soldier fainted or was exhausted, he would lose. Finally, he personally set an example, holding his head upright, without looking sideways, and standing straight.

Hu Yifang obviously did not realize what kind of test this posture would bring to the human body. Instead, he felt that just standing there was no problem. Isn’t it just standing there? What’s so great? He said anxiously: “One hour? What’s so great? I don’t have to worry about three hours!”

Zhang Zhun said lightly: "It doesn't take three hours, one hour is enough."

Hu Yifang said carelessly: "If we can't tell the difference, we will delay the time and stand until we tell the difference. I promise that even if we stand until tonight, you will lose!"

Zhang Zhun said lightly: "Yes."

Hu Yifang immediately ordered the backbones of the Wenxiang Sect to stand attentively. According to the requirements mentioned by Zhang Zhun just now, he held his head up and his chest, his feet together, his hands naturally drooped, leaning against his pants bones, and his hands must be firmly attached to the edge of his legs. Within an hour, no one allowed any movement. In everyone's opinion, this movement was really simple and not challenging at all.

"Are you ready?"

Zhang Zhun asked slowly.

"It's ready!"

Hu Yifang replied loudly, his tone full of confidence.

"good!"

"start!"

Zhang Zhun nodded and announced the start of the game calmly.

Dong Shuyan pressed lightly, and the hourglass on the table began to drip downwards bit by bit. The scale of this hourglass is exactly one hour. When all the fine sand on it falls, it means that an hour has passed. At that time, the hourglass will be turned upside down and another new hour.

The fine sand slowly dripped, and time slowly passed. Everyone around him looked at the 600 people on the court. At the beginning, the people on both sides stood very energetic and showed no signs of commotion at all. Whether it was the Hu Ben Army or the backbone of the Yinxiang Sect, they obviously understood what was going on. This was a game, this was a game between the Yinxiang Sect and the Hu Ben Army, and no one could be a coward. Therefore, both sides were treated with twelve points of spirit.
Chapter completed!