Then the next round of competition began, this round was for the infantry.
In the training ground, the infantry stood in two formations, holding long spears, poised and ready.
The commanding officer vigorously waved the flag in his hand, and the two rows of soldiers suddenly shouted thunderously, charging towards the opposite side.
Since it was a competition, there were no battle formations, just a brutal clash.
The soldiers' long spears were all covered at the tips, and the tips were coated with red paint. As long as one got stained by the paint, it was considered a loss.
The emperor, holding onto the armrest, couldn't contain his excitement. This scene of shouting and chaos was a rare spectacle for someone who had never been on a battlefield.
The soldiers fought for the time it took an incense stick to burn before the gong sounded to recall them.
The emperor felt insatiable and turned to ask the Duke, "What competition is next?"
