"What's the name?"

"Sun Kexian."

"Do you know the words?"

"know."

"Oh." The Yulinwei, who was recruiting soldiers, looked up at Sun Kexian in surprise. He had filled out the form for hundreds of people who were going to sign up for the Yulinwei. When asked the second question, everyone honestly answered that they didn't know each other. Sun Kexian was the first time he answered that he could read.

Although the five taels of silver per month is an unprecedented high salary, it is also a fact that the Ming sergeants have been under a low salary for hundreds of years. Most of the people who really attracted them to sign up for the army were the original military households or poor farmers. Sun Kexian was wearing a long gown and a long sword hanging on his waist. It was obviously different from the poor men who signed up before. The Yu Lin Wei was even more surprised and handed the pen to Sun Kexian: "You try writing a few words."

Sun Kexian took the brush and wrote the three characters Wugong under his name. Sun Kexian's characters are strong and beneficial, but not without losing their melody. They are much more beautiful than those written by Yulinwei.

Looking at his words, the stinging feeling in Sun Kexian's heart rose again. He learned a lot of military skills. This time he went to the capital to serve the court, and he specially named himself Wugong. His intention to make achievements was undoubtedly exposed. However, after seeing Ge Nianniang, he felt that it would be his pursuit to spend his life with such a woman, and he also threw his intention to make achievements behind him. However, when he proposed to take her away yesterday, he was praised and drunk.

Seeing the words written by Sun Kexian, the Yulinwei suddenly felt awe-inspiring. This man had a long sword on his waist, beautiful calligraphy, and in addition to his name, such a person would definitely be valued if he could join the army. He quickly found a companion to replace him temporarily and clasped his fists at Sun Kexian: "Brother Wugong, come with me, I will take you to see our general."

The current Yulin Guard has three guerrilla generals under the gang general Yan Yingyuan, namely the guerrilla Wang Gongluo, the guerrilla Wang Wannian, and the guerrilla Lu Zhengxian. The person whom the Yulin Guard took Sun Kexian was the guerrilla general Wang Gongluo, one of the guerrilla generals of the Yulin Guard. Wang Gongluo was a martial artist. He was a little disagreeing with the emperor's desire to recruit more literate people in the army. When fighting, it depends on martial arts. What does it matter if you know how to read or not?

However, the emperor's explanation must be implemented, and even if it is not understood, any literate person must be arranged by three guerrilla generals themselves. As long as they are not disabled and have no obvious lack of physical limitations, they can be recruited into the army. If their health is too poor, they can also be arranged to the logistics department.

With such a request, in the past three days, Yulinwei only picked more than 20 out of tens of thousands of applicants. When he heard another literate person bringing him, the prince became interested and looked at Sun Kexian. Seeing that Sun Kexian was not only wearing a long sword, but also had a figure as thin as the twenty people before, he nodded with satisfaction: "Good boy, can you be a martial artist? Isn't this sword a silver-like spear head?"

Although Sun Kexian wanted to join the army, he was born in a general, general, and had seen many generals. He naturally had no fear of a guerrilla general and replied in a deep voice: "Report to General, the sword of humble rank is the sword of murder."

"Sword of Killing, okay, since that's the case, then take the move. As long as you can block three moves, I will admit that your sword is the sword of Killing, otherwise it will be a silver-like gun tip. Boy, do you dare to gamble?"

Sun Kexian frowned and began to think about whether it was a mistake to join the army if he was in a hereditary military position and not inheriting it. It would be a mistake to be assigned to such a reckless boss.

"Even if the general loses, please forgive me for offending you."

"I lost?" The prince laughed a little: "Good boy, I have a talent, take the sword."

Wang Gongluo's long sword shook and stabbed Sun Kexian like lightning. With a "sharp." Sun Kexian's long sword was unsheathed and held the long sword that Wang Gongluo stabbed over. A faint cold light came from Sun Kexian's sword, and even the hot weather seemed to have dropped sharply several degrees.

"Good sword!" The prince's eyes lit up, and he looked at the long sword in Sun Kexian's hand excitedly. This was the obsession of a warrior when he encountered a top-quality weapon, but the long sword in Wang Gongli's hand was not slow, and he attacked Sun Kexian with one move tightly, and had long forgotten his three moves.

General Wang wanted to compete with others, but at first Yulin Guard didn't pay attention to it. Everyone knew that except for General Governor, this General Wang had the highest martial arts skills. What's the point of competing with a new move?

However, after the sound of weapons hitting more than a dozen consecutive strikes, many people were surprised to see the newcomer and General Wang fighting in a similar manner. The two of them fought back and forth, and they were hard to distinguish on the ground. Gradually, everyone put down their work and surrounded them in the direction of the two, forming a circle of people.

With another "clang", Wang Gongluo suddenly felt light at his hand. He looked up and found that the long sword in his hand was broken into two pieces, one of which was lying on the ground. Wang Gongluo couldn't help but be stunned. Then he found a sword light stabbing towards his chest like a training game, but Sun Kexian was unreasonable and took advantage of the situation to launch an attack.

Wang Gonglue was about to raise his sword to fight back, Dou Ran remembered that his sword had been broken halfway and could not block the opponent's sword at all. When Wang Gonglue was about to change the move, the cold sword light was only a few inches away from him. Wang Gonglue's skin on his chest stood up, and he was shocked. He finally avoided the sword light with a lazy donkey rolling around, but his whole body was covered in dust.

Then Sun Kexian put away his sword, clasped his fists and said, "I relied on the sharp weapon, and I won a lucky move. I hope the general will forgive me."

Yu Linwei present was stunned. No one expected that Wang Gongluo would lose. Wang Gongluo's face was also a little blue and red. When so many people looked at him, his face suddenly became hot.

"Haha, Wang Gongluo, you have today too." A loud laugh came, but Wang Wannian and Lu Zhengxian rushed over. They heard that Wang Gongluo had fought with a new literate soldier, fearing that Wang Gongluo would not be serious in his actions, but they happened to see the scene of Wang Gongluo's failure.

The prince is very fond of martial arts and often likes to compete in martial arts. The people of the Yulin Guard are afraid of being beaten by him. Although it is not life-threatening to compete with the prince and Gongluo, no one wants to be beaten for nothing. When he meets the prince and Gongluo, he can avoid it if he can. The prince and Gongluo are not too forced to be too urged to the people below. Wang Wannian and Lu Zhengxian, two people of his level, became his main training opponents. The two of their martial arts are not as good as those of Wang and Gongluo, and they are often forced to compete by Wang and Gongluo. It is too uncomfortable. Now that someone can beat Wang and Gongluo, they are of course happy.

"What's your name? Come to our Tiger Camp. I guarantee you to be a Qianzheng."

"Mr. Qian is too stingy. Why not go to our Feihu Camp and I guarantee you to be the garrison general."
Chapter completed!