by Zhi Bai
But this time, An Zheng's luck seemed to be a little bad.
An Zheng was allocated to the A Group, which was also the first exam. The instructor in charge of this exam was Chang Huan. The current youngest instructor of the Martial Arts Academy was not even thirty years old. The reason he had such an identity and status was because he was truly strong enough and the second reason was because when he was studying at the Martial Arts Academy, he was taught by the Vice Principal, Yan Xu, himself. Furthermore, after Chang Huan graduated, he was not assigned to the army under the Military Department. Instead, he was forced by Yan Xu to stay in the Academy to teach.
This person had a somewhat gloomy character, and he didn't seem to like dealing with new students. Some teachers will take their students' growth as a sense of achievement, will be very gratified, will be proud. But Chang Huan didn't think so, he thought that this was just a boring job to do.
The main examiner was Chang Huan, and the assistant examiner was a chief examiner from the military. His name was Xu Luan. Although the level of the head was not high, he had quite a bit of authority. It was a very important part of the yamen's position. Xu Luan was also very young, around twenty-five to twenty-six years old. As he sat there, his upper body was straight and his face was solemn. This person had a very handsome appearance. His brows were sharp and his eyes were bright.
He had just returned from the army back to his post in the army, and a lot of people from the army had died. On the second day, he received the news that he was transferred back to the army, which was personally announced by Chen Zaiyan.
Chang Huan nodded to Xu Luan, then stood up and said: "You all understand the rules, so there is no need for me to say anything more. From now on until the end, no one is allowed to talk, and both the interlocutors are disqualified at the same time. There are eight supervisors in this room, and you can see their every move. This is something that can change your lives. I hope you all will be more serious. If you are disqualified because of this conversation, I think you all will regret not being able to sleep. "
"Everyone present here, you may become a pillar of the great swallow in the future. There will be a day when I meet you all that I must also pay my respects in accordance to the rules. Of course, there are very few people who have the qualifications to do so, so I hope that each one of you can put out your full attention. Don't think that the martial arts exam in the afternoon is the main point, because if I don't pass this stage, you guys might not even have the qualifications to take the martial arts exam. "
Some of the people in the audience sucked in a breath of cold air, clearly not very confident in their ability to adapt to the situation.
Chang Huan swept a glance over everyone, and then said: "Next, we will begin the examination. You guys listen carefully to every word I say."
"Right now, you are all low-level officers in the army. On the battlefield, your general misjudged you, which led to your defeat. At this time, the main general is still stubborn, insisting on the wrong command, how do you respond. There were two answers. The first was … It didn't matter if the general's judgement was right or wrong. He strictly followed the general's orders without questioning or slacking off. Second, give your opinion to the Lord. If the Lord does not accept, then you can contact more people and fight in the way you think is right. "
He looked at all the examinees. "To pick the first answer, raise your left hand. To choose the second answer, raise your right hand."
Almost everyone had an ugly expression on their faces. This was not an easy question to choose from. According to military law, the orders of the general must be obeyed unconditionally. However, the prerequisite for this question was that the general was wrong.
"I have to make a choice before I count to ten."
Chang Huan began to count. Although everyone appeared to be troubled, after counting up to ten, most of them still made their choice. Out of the forty people present, ninety percent chose the first place, while the rest chose the second. Only An Zheng chose nothing.
There were four civilian officials in the examination hall, who were responsible for recording everyone's performance. Each of them had a form with the names of everyone in the examination room. The civilian officials stood up and checked the form. Then, they ticked the form, filled in each person's answers and gave their evaluations.
There were only three types of evaluation: excellent, good, and poor.
A good word had been added to the names of the examinees who had chosen the first place. All the examinees who had chosen the second spot had added a "bad" character after their name.
Chang Huan's gaze stopped at An Zheng: "Why didn't you choose."
An Zheng stood up and answered: "The situation on the battlefield changes constantly. I don't think there are only two choices."
Chang Huan asked: "But there are only two choices here, what is your answer?"
An Zheng shook his head: "If there are only these two choices on the battlefield, then they can only be defeated without a doubt. My great swallow's soldiers do not seek to lose, but to win every battle. If I had to choose one, I would forfeit. I would rather lose my qualification to take the test than to choose one. "
Just as Chang Huan was about to reprimand him, Xu Luan asked, "Why do you think that these two choices are wrong?"
An Zheng raised his head and said clearly: "It is true that the duty of a soldier is to obey, but if one is aware that the main general is wrong, and that it is extremely possible for the entire army to be annihilated. At this time, if one could not adjust their tactics in time and was defeated in a corner while being defeated in all aspects, the number of people who would die would likely be tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands. Thus, if they blindly followed their marshal's orders, they would still be sinners even if they didn't violate the military rules. Secondly, if a small group of people were to fight according to their own ideas, it would be equivalent to dividing the team's fighting strength. The marshal had brought a portion of his men to fight, while the others had brought a portion of their men to fight. The best outcome would be to save a small portion, but the best result would never appear. Seven to eight out of ten people were killed, yet they were still completely wiped out. "
Xu Luan asked again, "Then if it was you, how would you choose?"
An Zheng took a deep breath.
The moment these three words left his mouth, the entire hall was filled with boos and exclamations of surprise.
Xu Luan's hand paused for a moment, then raised his head and looked at An Zheng: "What did you say just now?"
An Zheng replied seriously: "If the general and most of the generals think the general is wrong, we can detain the general and replace him as the general. But most of the time, the vice commander-in-chief didn't have the guts to do so. And when the commander-in-chief is in custody, the morale of the troops will be thrown into disarray. So with the commander dead, the vice commander-in-chief no longer has much to worry about. "
Chang Huan laughed coldly: "You think that you won't be defeated just like that?"
An Zheng replied: "Normally, we would still lose, but we might be able to save more lives. If a commander-in-chief is deranged, then before the war begins it is already doomed to be a loss. "
Chang Huan did not say a word as he turned to look at Xu Luan.
Xu Luan asked: "But if you do this, what will your fate be?"
An Zheng replied: "Definitely. After killing the marshal, even if I win, the vice commander-in-chief most likely won't assume the responsibility of killing the marshal. To be able to become a marshal, one's family background must be outstanding, so he had to give an explanation to the marshal's family. Therefore, this question was not about tactics and the quality of the military, but about loyalty. But I want to ask, if you are loyal, you will die … "How many people will be disappointed with this question?"
He looked at Chang Huan and Xu Luan: "For this question, why don't you change it to how you're goin
g to die?"
Everyone looked at each other, shocked by the answer that An Zheng found.
That's right, no matter what, loyalty seemed to be a certainty. Blind obedience to the commander-in-chief was certain death. If they split up, they would definitely die. Even if An Zheng gave his the answer, he would still die without a doubt.
Chang Huan didn't know how to answer An Zheng's rhetorical question, nor did he know how to answer it.
From a personal point of view, he could be a deserter. But on the battlefield, how could deserters survive?
All of the examinees immediately became low and no longer excited. They didn't know why, but they felt like they had lost the motivation to join the army. They felt that everyone sitting here might be the corpses that would fall at their sides in the future.
Seated in the front row were two female students. They appeared young, around sixteen to seventeen years old. One of them looked sweet and cute with some baby fat. The other one was a very pretty apricot face with very large eyes. One could tell at a glance that it was the kind of girl who was very outgoing. When they entered the room earlier to check each other's identities, An Zheng knew that the sweet girl was called Ding Ningdong and the extrovert was called Sang Rou.
Ding Ningdong looked at An Zheng with curiosity, and in Sang Rou's eyes, there was something very strange shining.
Both Chang Huan and Xu Luan were at a loss as to how to salvage the situation.
An Zheng took a deep breath and then continued, "That's why there's the Martial Academy."
Everyone was startled, and raised their heads to look at An Zheng.
An Zheng said: "The purpose of the dojo is to let the troops of the great swallow go unscathed, unscathed and unarmed. No one who came from the Martial Arts Academy would become a marshal in this topic. Regardless of whether one would become a commander in the future, be it from a prestigious clan or a Humble Class, as long as they joined the army, they would have to leave the academy. Therefore, in the future, the armies of great swallow will definitely not engage in such affairs. "
Xu Luan's eyes lit up, and his expression relaxed.
The two of them looked at each other again with relief in their eyes.
"You can sit down and rest for a while. I'll continue setting the questions later."
Chang Huan waved his hand at An Zheng, and then Xu Luan walked out of the room as well. Perhaps it was because they had been too oppressed, but the two of them also needed to take a breather.
The girl called Sang Rou suddenly stood up and walked to the front of An Zheng. She looked at him with her big eyes: "Do you really think that the best way is to kill the Commander?"
An Zheng nodded: "I think... "Yes."
Sang Rou asked again, "Why?"
She lowered her head, her mouth pressing against An Zheng's ear, "You definitely can't say the words' loyal to the ruler as the country ', I don't believe you at all."
An Zheng replied with a smile: "No matter what, he's still dead. Killing a commander and exchanging his life for one doesn't feel like such a loss."
Sang Rou had an expression that said she already knew what you were thinking, so she turned around and walked back. After walking a few steps, she turned her head back. "Remember my name, I am Sang Rou, the Sang Rou who took advantage of Sang Rou."
Chapter 100 - One is a piece of trash
He didn't know what Xu Luan and Chang Huan had talked about after leaving the exam grounds. Maybe it was because the conversation from before was too heavy. When Chang Huan chose this question, he did not think deeply about how much sadness was hidden behind this question.
After about the time it took to make a cup of tea, Chang Huan and Sang Luan returned from outside. When they entered the door, the two of them obviously looked at An Zheng a little differently. Chang Huan's expression was more complicated, as if he had more prejudices. In Xu Luan's eyes, there was even more pure appreciation. When An Zheng was in the Ming Fa Si, he had seen so many people that it was hard to count. Even if he could not determine exactly what emotions were hidden in a person's eyes, he would still be the same.
This wasn't really a talent, it was just a long period of accumulation. After being in the Ming Fa Si for so many years, how many people had An Zheng dealt with? How many people have you met?
There was nothing new about the questions that followed. They were merely tactical cases. Most of the examinees were able to adapt as they wished.
An Zheng didn't know how big of a gap there was between Chang Huan's and Xu Luan's evaluation of him when they went out just now.
Furthermore, in the end, Chang Huan and Xu Luan did not manage to convince the other party either. In Chang Huan's assessment record, he had given a rare and extremely poor comment on the first question. This was because there were only three evaluation methods for the examinees: excellent, good, and poor. Chang Huan used the word extremely poor. On the contrary, in Xu Luan's assessment record, he obtained an extremely excellent first question. The difference in their judgement was like the difference between heaven and earth. This was the reason why they went out just now.
However, after ten minutes of argument, no one was able to convince anyone.
The morning passed just like that. When An Zheng walked out of the examination hall, he felt the noon sun was somewhat dazzling.
Sang Rou jumped over from the back and pulled his sleeves: "How about treating us to lunch?"
The cute girl Ding Ningdong stood behind her, and was so nervous that she did not dare to look into An Zheng's eyes.
An Zheng laughed, then shook his head: "No, maybe next time. I know it's rude to refuse an invitation from a girl, but I've already made an appointment, and it's even more impolite to fail. "
Under Sang Rou's stupefied gaze, An Zheng took large strides forward and left. She saw Qu Liuxi and Gu Qianye standing under a large weeping willow in the distance, waiting for him.
The wind was blowing, and the two of them were even more beautiful than the willow.
Sang Rou felt a deep sense of defeat when she saw An Zheng running over with those two very beautiful women.
"How embarrassing."
"No," she said.
Ding Ningdong tugged her sleeve. "I knew it, it's too sudden, I don't know him yet."
Sang Rou took a deep breath, then waved her fist: "Nothing, let's go eat."
"What are you eating …"
"There is a street for snacks not far from the entrance of the Martial Arts Academy."
"But there are too many snacks, and I don't know what I want to eat."
"What are you thinking!"
Sang Rou glanced at Ding Ningdong: "Little Dingdong, just follow me. Do you even need to think about what to eat? Of course it's a street. "
Ding Ningdong hesitated for a moment, then carefully asked: "Girl, isn't it a bit shameful to eat just one street?"
Sang Rou asked: "Do you want to have some dignity or eat it?"
Ding Ningdong took a deep breath, then waved her fist as well, "Eat it!"
The two little girls ran away hand in hand, quickly disappearing from everyone's line of sight. It was as if the little bit of unhappiness they had from An Zheng's rejection just now had already been tossed far away.
"How is it?"
An Zheng asked.
Qu Liuxi laughed and said: "I might not be so good, I don't know much about military matters, it's all just a wild guess. Elder sister is different, I think she's perfect. "
Gu Qianye walked with her hands behind her back, her footsteps falling a little behind An Zheng and Qu Liuxi. She was holding a stalk of fur grass in her mouth, looking more like a boy. Unfortunately, she was too beautiful, so much so that even her sloppy appearance caused other boys by the roadside to glance at her repeatedly.
"State of Yan's tactical battle examples are only that much. Before I was five years old, I analyzed all of the classic State of Yan battle examples."
Gu Qianye's walking posture was indeed more rough than t
hat of a boy's.
"Back then, because our Old Hunters's people wanted to leave the Mount Cang Man, we intervened in the war between the sixteen kingdoms. At that time, all of our clansmen had the illusion that as long as they had the courage to defeat any enemy, they would be able to do so easily. This is because our Old Hunters has forces that are far more united than the people from the sixteen kingdoms, and we also have that kind of fearless spirit. However, we were defeated, and our entire clan was nearly exterminated. "
Gu Qianye said as she walked, "And the person who almost exterminated our clan was the State of Yan. That's why I was especially interested in the military prowess of the State of Yan ever since I was young. "
An Zheng and Qu Liuxi's footsteps had both paused for a moment, to the point that Gu Qianye nearly crashed into An Zheng.
"What?"
Gu Qianye looked at An Zheng and Qu Liuxi strangely. She suddenly realized that the two of them had a tacit understanding of one another, and the way they had stopped was completely the same. Therefore, Gu Qianye felt a sense of defeat in her heart, feeling that she had truly been defeated by that soft and weak Qu Liuxi.
It was a concerned look. Both of their eyes were filled with concern.
"Aiya, it doesn't matter anymore."
Gu Qianye laughed loudly: "That is a matter of the older generation, what does it have to do with me. The difference between us and you is that after we lost, we actually didn't have any hatred towards the State of Yan, because we were the ones who took the initiative to participate in the battle. On the contrary, our people always have a sincere respect for the Swan People … We all have that respect for warriors, regardless of their race. "
"During the war back then, the Yan Clan was surrounded by enemies from all sides, but they were still not defeated. It was not only because of Tie Liuhuo, but also because of the fighting spirit of the Yan Clan."
With her left hand, she pulled An Zheng's right hand, and said to him, "Let's go, let's go. My stomach is so hungry."