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Chapter 159 Selection 3

Jiang Lang’s second test is very simple, that is, running, ten kilometers of cross-country. They often did this kind of training at the beginning. The purpose of his current purpose is to examine the physical fitness of the remaining people. After all, for an excellent soldier, physical fitness is a very important point for them.

However, the military camp was in the city, and so many people were pulled out of Jianglang, who was afraid that the above would cause trouble, so he simply informed Ma Sanyuan and selected the location in the military camp. After receiving Wang Zhongshu's guidance, Ma Sanyuan also understood that Wang Zhen was intentionally taking care of Jianglang, so he nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

Since Ma Sanyuan agreed, Jiang Lang was not polite, but considering the feelings of other imperial guards, Jiang Lang also limited the selection area to the school ground. Fortunately, he had the help of Sun Yuanbiao and others, so he could guarantee that no one would miss it. Moreover, in Jiang Lang's eyes, this was not a ten-kilometer armed cross-country, but just running in armor. However, for these soldiers who only know how to run but do not know how to run, it is somewhat difficult. After all, how to run is also a science.

The venue was determined and the time was also determined. That was one hour after lunch and one hour rest time for the Imperial Guards who had been standing for a morning had enough time to rest, and they didn't have to worry about the impact of the food at noon on their bodies. Of course, Jiang Lang also cared about the impact of such a big move on some other Imperial Guards, so he asked Fan Zhong to use his people to set up a sentry around the school ground, but this did not play much role, but instead looked like he was stealing the bell.

There were many guard posts in the Imperial Army's barracks. They could see clearly yesterday's competition. Not only did Jianglang surprise them, but even Sun Yuanbiao and others scared them to the point of being so vulnerable. After coming down, the matter of the school ground was naturally added to the fire. For the Imperial Army, who had always been more confident, this was a big blow. So many people began to be curious about the new general who was a little outrageously strong in the words of the Imperial Army. Moreover, the two thousand people selected this time were also from each group.

After the team was pieced together, after returning to their barracks, it was inevitable that there would be some things about this selection and Jianglang, so the mystery of Jianglang increased again. During the second round of selection, soldiers were sent to stand guard outside, so this selection became a major mystery in the barracks again. At the same time, many people also began to inquire about Jianglang's origin. Jianglang's identity is very simple now, just the son-in-law of the third prince and the county horse of the dynasty. For soldiers, they had no interest in knowing the things of the court. They only cared about Jianglang's somewhat mysterious origin and excellent skills.

Jiang Lang in the school ground did not care about the reactions of these imperial guards. Jiang Lang, who was standing on the stage now, had no interest in knowing. In his eyes, he was now standing on the stage like an iron pillar. Although the weather today was even worse than yesterday, and snowflakes slowly floated in the sky, Jiang Lang did not take this kind of weather seriously. When he was trained in the past, the environment was much worse than that now, and he could persist in that kind of environment. Now such weather is just a pediatric department for him.

Now below, the Imperial Guards have begun their selection. Perhaps they are too urgent. Many of them ran wildly at the beginning. Ten kilometers are not a short distance. For them, under full armed conditions, they may run a distance quickly at the beginning. However, many people soon became unable to bear the physical strength and their speed also decreased, and some even began to pant.

Jiang Lang had known this for a long time. For the Imperial Guard who only knows how to run but does not know how to make him run further and longer, it is normal for him to be in this situation. In one aspect, ten kilometers tests the physical strength of these Imperial Guards, and on the other hand, they also test their perseverance. Therefore, Jiang Lang's final conclusion on this selection is not to ask whoever runs the fastest, and who can persevere to the end, then he will pass this victory. Although physical strength is very important for an excellent soldier, without perseverance to support this physical strength, or using this physical strength, physical strength can only be a support for escape.

Fan Zhong just looked at the Imperial Guard who was running out of breath from below, then looked at Jiang Lang who was standing on the school ground without moving, then walked to Jiang Lang and said, "It seems that most of them cannot complete the distance you stipulated within the time you stipulate. Wouldn't the number of people who can be selected in this way not meet your requirements?"

"Why have to be at the time I set?"

Jiang Lang turned his head and asked.

Fan Zhong was stunned and pointed at the Imperial Guards who were running out of breath, wondering, "Then why did you want them to run so far within the specified time?"

Jiang Lang smiled slightly, and the momentum on his body disappeared immediately, and replaced it with a kind of peace. Now, he heard Fan Zhongze ask, and turned his head slightly, and then said: "For them, it is indeed a very difficult thing to get them to run such a distance and this time, so the rules I set are just a threshold."

"threshold?"

Fan Zhong was obviously a little confused and didn't know what Jiang Lang meant.

Seeing Fan Zhong’s confusion, Jiang Lang said: “People have a kind of laziness. For example, today’s running, if they know that they cannot complete the task at the specified time, they generally have two choices: one is to persevere and the other is to give up. And I deliberately set such difficulty to see what they plan after failure, whether to persevere or give up.”

Fan Zhong also understood and said in surprise: "You just want them to see how they perform after they can't complete the task?"

"good!"

Jiang Lang nodded, focused his eyes on the imperial guards, and then said, "Unlike others, I don't want many soldiers or horses to have. I only hope that the people who follow me can survive on the battlefield to the greatest extent. Victory is meaningful to the living people. The dead do not have the power to enjoy the joy of victory. Moreover, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and no one knows who is the real winner. To give a simple example, if it is me

If they were defeated, if these soldiers were broken up or surrounded, they would rely on their strong perseverance to keep their minds clear and get out of danger. That situation is much more dangerous than now. If they cannot persist in running down the current situation and give up halfway, how could they survive in the danger of the battlefield? Taking such soldiers to the battlefield will undoubtedly be like I personally committed suicide."

After hearing this, Fan Zhong nodded fiercely, and then suddenly woke up, and then said, "I feel a little strange now. It seems that you often talk about the battlefield during this period, and your selection of people is mainly focused on their performance after they go to the battlefield. Now, I, the Ming Dynasty, are the country and the people, and we are also the Imperial Guard. Even if we fight, it is not our turn, right?"

"The country is peaceful and peaceful?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that many people in the Ming Dynasty thought that the Ming Dynasty was prosperous and peaceful. Don't you know that in just a few months, the Yesian army would attack the capital. At that time, as the guards of the imperial city, the imperial army could still be out of the matter? At that time, facing the brave and good warriors who grew up on horseback since childhood, how could the imperial army, who didn't know what the battlefield was, could they compete with each other? Although Yu Qian finally commanded the military and civilians of the capital to defend the capital in history, they also won a tragic victory and suffered countless casualties. Moreover, the Yingzong personally fought with a large number of imperial army. On this expedition, the army was wiped out, and even Fan Zhong died in the end. Moreover, the war in this era is no longer as good as the war in the future. After a battle, it was normal for thousands of people to die and tens of thousands of people to be killed.

Jiang Lang was not reflected in his face, but said in a deep voice: "The old saying goes, be prepared for danger in times of peace. As soldiers, even if we do not fight, we must have the awareness of being ready to fight at any time. Otherwise, one day, we suddenly face the war. If we are not prepared, the only result will be the death of a large number of soldiers. Now they will be harder to train and have a greater chance of survival in the future, so that is also for their sake."

"Not bad, not bad!"

Fan Zhong couldn't help but applaud and said, "Others say that you have officially joined the army for only two years now, but I feel like you are a soldier for a long time, and there are very few people who think about you now."

Jiang Lang was stunned and realized that he had said too much, which made Fan Zhong doubt his origin. He quickly smiled and said, "General Fan has been awarded more. Now let's wait for the result. Their physical strength has been exhausted."
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