As a military general, you should be loyal to the emperor and die for the country.

He Qi, who was born in his previous life, grew up with such education, naturally thought that military generals should lead troops to fight.

Until I went to the border, I witnessed the death of thousands of soldiers and people due to war and experienced the cruelty of fighting on the battlefield.

He watched the loyal guards beside him die one by one.

He raised his sword to kill people not for military achievements, but for protecting the people.

If the people are happy and prosperous, he would rather not be a brave and powerful general.

In the hearts of the generals, Emperor Xuanhe, who was fond of martial arts and war, was a good emperor. Because he valued martial arts and neglected literature, he was particularly fond of military generals. In order to raise soldiers and generals, he did not hesitate to increase taxes from the people every year. Most of the taxes in the treasury were used to support the army.

But for the people of Great Chu who suffered from war, Emperor Xuanhe was a powerful tyrant.

Every household must serve in the military. People will die in wars. If they want to replenish their troops, they will have to recruit soldiers. A young man of thirteen or fourteen years old has been recruited into the army before he has grown up. A man under 50 years old is also regarded as a young man and must be recruited as a soldier.

Once you enter the military camp, you have to serve for twenty years. In fact, there are very few who can truly survive twenty years in the military camp. Every time you recruit a soldier, it means a separation of life and death.

The capital was full of troops and the nobles lived a prosperous and prosperous life, which created the illusion of peace and stability in the Great Chu country.

The fact is that there are frequent wars outside the capital. No one cultivates fertile land and gradually becomes deserted. The people are forced to survive by heavy taxes and are unwilling to be recruited. More and more people flee their hometowns, sneak into the mountains to become hidden houses, or gather for the people and bandits to cause trouble.

The civil storm of the Great Chu continued to disintegrate the people's morale. After Emperor Xuanhe's death, the border was broken by the Tatar cavalry. The young Emperor Xuande, sitting on the dragon throne, was frightened and ceded half of the country and survived.

The reason for all this is because of the belligerence of Emperor Xuanwu and Emperor and his son.

In the current Great Chu Dynasty, there is no longer a brave and warlike crown prince.

He Qi looked up, his eyes flashed across the eldest prince with a bright light and the second prince who was eager to try, and passed by the fourth prince and the fifth prince with excitement on his face, and finally fell on the handsome and gentle sixth prince.

...

The snare drum sounded again.

Zhenyuan Hou beat a snare drum, which made the three hundred years old men disperse and each found their first opponent. The martial arts field that can accommodate 100,000 soldiers is enough.

More than a hundred pairs of young men, holding wooden swords, swords or spears in their hands, shouted angrily and began to fight.

The boy who was fighting against He Qi was one of the ones who had ridiculed and mocked He Qi before. The boy rushed over with a long spear in his hand and shouted. He Qi quickly dodged and evaded, and kicked the boy's buttocks with his right leg.

The boy was kicked away a few meters and fell heavily to the ground. He immediately spat blood and couldn't even get up.

One move to defeat the enemy! The long sword in your hand did not move!

The teenagers who were busy with the competition had no time to pay attention to the movement here, but the people sitting on the platform watching the game could see clearly and could not help but be moved.

The Duke of Wei glanced at the boy in black who was cold and li like a long sword unsheathed, and smiled and praised: "Okay!"

Emperor Xuanhe praised and admired him with a smile and asked, "Who is this boy?"

Pingxi Hou looked at his nephew who showed his power and proudly flashed across his face: "This is the nephew of the last general, He Sanlang of the Duke of Pingguo's mansion!"

Yong'an Hou frowned quietly and looked solemn.

Pei Zhang is talented and has been practicing martial arts since he was young. He is of course very confident in his son. But He Qi... holds a long sword in his hand, his eyes are as sharp as a knife, and like a god of killing from the sky!

In the second game, He Qi still did not use the long sword, and defeated the enemy with another move! The opponent who fell to the ground had no power to fight again.

Game 3, Game 4...

It was not until after the tenth game that He Qi moved the long sword in his hand. The wooden long sword was extremely sharp and had a shocking murderous aura. The boy who was also holding the knife on the opposite side tried his best and only blocked three moves, and was slashed down the long sword in his hand.

Twenty games later, half of the teenagers who withdrew from the competition were either injured or exhausted and difficult to maintain. Ye Lingyun and Zheng Qinghuai also withdrew from the competition.

However, Zhu Qijue has a spirit of fighting repeatedly and fighting repeatedly, and can still hold on.

Pei Zhang, who also won twenty games, should have been the one who was the one who was paying attention to the public.

But He Qi was like a peerless sharp blade, with a bright light and invincible look. It attracted the attention of almost all the military generals on the platform.

The imperial guards who stood straight could not move around in front of the saint. However, everyone was watching the martial arts performance venue at this time, and it was okay to whisper and count the words quietly.

"In the past, I heard that He San was a rampant playboy! It turns out that he had such skills!"

"Isn't it? If you don't make a sound, you'll make a big splash!"

"You guys say, which one is better than that of He San compared to Captain He?"

"Haha! Is this still necessary?"

"Everyone says that Captain He is the best boy in the He family, and it turns out that they are all over the world!"

"Shh! Sigh down! Don't be heard by Captain He."

He Qi used all his self-control to not lose his composure.

He held the hilt of the long sword at his waist tightly, staring at He Qi, who was showing his power in the martial arts field.

...

Emperor Xuanhe's eyes were full of glory and praised: "Okay! What a He Sanlang! I am worthy of being the legitimate son of Duke Ping!"

Duke Wei and others also praised him.

The feeling of Yong'an Hou was no longer felt bad, and he could not show it on his face at this time. He echoed: "He Sanlang is young and has such skills. It's really awesome young man."

This is what I said.

The Marquis of Pingxi and Marquis of Yong'an have always been inconsistent with each other and smiled politely: "In my opinion, even if you end up in person, you may not be a match for Saburo."

Yong'an Hou: "..."

Yong'an Hou was suddenly poked into the pain area. Even though he was scheming, his face changed slightly.

Duke and Marquis were hereditary titles. Only the Marquis of Yong'an was promoted because of the achievements of the emperor's uncle and Conglong. In terms of skills and ability to fight, the Marquis of Yong'an was not as good as the Marquis of Pingxi, Zhenyuan, Jinning, and in terms of reputation, they were not as good as the Marquis of the Three Dukes.

However, the Yong'an Marquis Mansion is still getting more and more powerful, and it is even hidden in the posture of the head of the Four Marquis.

The Marquis of Pingxi was a straightforward military general. He couldn't stand the Marquis of Yong'an and often spoke sarcastic words.

The Marquis of Yong'an is not easy to mess with, so he quickly smiled and called back: "That one with a bruised forehead is your beloved son, Mr. Zhu,! He was so injured that he refused to withdraw from the competition, and he did not fall into the prestige of the Marquis of Pingxi's Mansion at all!"

The Marquis Pingxi was so angry that his face was blue and stood up suddenly: "Your Majesty, I'm looking at the itchy hands. I want to practice with Marquis Yong'an! Please beg me!"

Emperor Xuanhe himself was brave and warlike, and he particularly admired and loved the warlike generals, and agreed with a smile.
Chapter completed!