The leader of the team, Uncle Dub, came up, checked the token, and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to move away the horses, put down the suspension bridge, trotted to the front of Wang Zheng's horse, performed a military salute, turned around and led the way, and led the group into the main campus.

The same practice of shouting to kill, but the effect is completely different when it is far or near.

When you hear the sound from a distance, it sounds very loud, and at best it feels quite imposing. When you are close, it is so loud and noisy that it is truly deafening.

Even if Wang Zheng Niheng was defeated, many civil servants in the Sima Mansion had neither been to the battlefield nor entered the school grounds before. Now they entered the gate, turned around the inner wall, and suddenly felt the sound of the mountains and valleys echoing, almost

Kick them off their horses.

Nearly three thousand people were either divided into queues, practicing formations, or riding horses and galloping, practicing mounted shooting. On the left, hundreds of soldiers wielding wooden swords and spears were fighting in a melee. On the right, cavalry galloped and crossed obstacles. Looking up,

Thousands of soldiers formed a phalanx and were taught by dozens of instructors. They were practicing martial arts and killing techniques with each step.

The large school field is divided into several different areas. In addition to these, there are also areas for weight-bearing, running, climbing, and many more. In the north corner, there is a training course for a group of soldiers, which attracted the attention of Sima Mansion officials.

I saw about three to four hundred people, arranged in a neat queue, standing at attention and standing motionless. Four or five uncle-like officers walked through the queue, kicking them from time to time.

That's it. I don't know how long they have been standing there. Even though they were far apart, I could see that many of them were sweating profusely.

The sunshine at noon in March is still quite hot.

"Zhou Mu, what are those people doing?" Someone speculated: "Did they make some mistake? Are they standing in the punishment position?"

Before Wang Zheng could answer, Mi Heng answered on his behalf: "They are also practicing. This is called standing in a military posture. Keep standing at attention..."

Someone else asked: "What is standing at attention?"

This question really bothered Mi Heng. He also heard it from Xu Fang's mouth. If you take it literally, standing at attention just means standing up straight. However, this explanation seemed a bit inexplicable, and he couldn't help but look at Wang Zheng.

"Standing at attention," Wang Zheng said with a smile, "refers to maintaining the same posture in place for a period of time."

"Normally, soldiers are required to stand for one to two hours, which is mostly used for training new soldiers. If soldiers make mistakes, they are sometimes punished by standing in a military posture..." At this point, Wang Zheng glanced at his side.

Dub: "I remember that the longest record in our army is held by Huang Zhong, right?"

"What the general said is true."

Uncle Nadu hurriedly said: "On the first day that General Huang joined the New Army, he had a quarrel with someone and started to fight with each other."

"Then he was punished to stand at attention. At that time, he was originally intended to make him submissive, but the general did not say it for a long time. Who knows..."

When he said this, Uncle Du looked impressed: "General Huang has been occupied for eight hours without changing his expression. It's really amazing!"

When Wang Zheng burst out laughing after hearing this, some of the civil servants in the Sima Mansion were surprised and said: "Isn't it just standing still? What's so great about it?"

"Eight hours is too much? It's not a big deal for young people to just stand for a whole day, right?"

Hearing this, Uncle Dub glanced at the civil servant. He was about to choke, but he gave up when he thought that Wang Zheng was by his side. He just said calmly: "General Huang is not a young man anymore."

"As for how powerful it is, hey, this Shangguan might as well give it a try when he gets home and he will find out."

ordinary man...

The civil servant was startled at first, and then became furious. He was also worried about Wang Zheng's presence, so he just glared at Uncle Dub, and then stopped talking with a look of resentment on his face.

I just felt unwilling to do it after I got home, so I actually gave it a try.

He didn't know how to stand at attention, so he imitated the way the soldiers stood during the day, motionless. As a result, after just one cup of tea, he felt that his legs were weak, painful and astringent. He gritted his teeth and persisted for half an hour, and almost fainted.

The whole family was shocked.

It wasn't until he went to the official office the next day that the civil servant was walking with a limp. Only then did he understand how terrible the military posture of standing for two hours during the daily training of the new army was.

And how powerful is Huang Zhong who can stand for eight hours without changing his expression.

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Chapter completed!