"This bow, I can't draw it."
The surrounding recruits looked at He Yan in a daze. Liang Jiaotou also raised his head in disbelief, almost thinking that he had misheard.
What did he mean by "This bow, I can't draw it"? And he said it so confidently, as if it was a matter of course? He had led so many soldiers, but this was the worst one he had ever led!
He was so angry!
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wang Ba also didn't expect He Yan to be so honest. He thought that He Yan naturally had some special skills when he acted so arrogantly that day. This result was simply unacceptable.
"Right now, I don't have enough strength in my hands to draw this bow. Why waste time? Give the crossbow to the brothers who need to practice. In a few days, when I have enough strength in my hands, I will be able to draw the bow. "
"He Yan, the City Guard Institution is not a place for you to play." Liang Jiaotou's face also darkened. He thought that this young man was hardworking, willing to endure hardships, and determined to succeed. He didn't expect him to say his own incompetence so matter-of-factly.
"I don't think of it as a place for me to play." The young man's eyes were clear. After some thought, he made a concession. "Then in one more day, I will be able to draw this bow tomorrow. How about it?"
Liang Jiaotou was so angry that his nose was crooked. "He Yan!"
He actually bargained for him! Did he think the City Guard Institution was a market? Previously, he was very satisfied with He Yan's running while carrying weights. He was improving day by day, but the crossbow was not a simple matter. The strength in the hands was not something that could be trained overnight. Where did he get the confidence that he could draw the bow tomorrow?
Liang Jiaotou began to regret not listening to Du Mao. He shouldn't have paid so much attention to He Yan. He shouldn't have made him a squad leader so that he wouldn't be angering himself. At his age, what would he do if something happened to him?
He really didn't want to see He Yan's innocent face. Liang Jiaotou waved his hand at He Yan. "Stop pulling. Go over there. Carry the sandbag and run. Five laps!"
He Yan replied slowly, "Oh." He obediently walked to the side, picked up the sandbag, and went up the long road.
He was obedient, but the feeling of punching cotton made Liang Jiaotou even more frustrated. He turned his head away and decided not to look at the young man who made him angry.
He Yan ran slowly, and a person appeared beside him. It was Wang Ba.
"Brat, how dare you come to the barracks when you're so weak?" Wang Ba laughed wildly. "How dare you boast when you can't even draw a bow?"
"Brother," He Yan said as he ran, "You've been watching me all day. Are you really afraid of me?"
"Afraid of you?" Wang Ba was stunned.
"If you're not afraid of me, you don't have to follow me around all day, afraid that I'll steal your limelight."
"Who's afraid of you?" Wang Ba wanted to curse out loud. What kind of person was this? He was invulnerable. He had his own way of saying it.
"You should know that private fights are prohibited in the army." He Yan made a "shh" gesture. "If you're caught, you'll be punished with a rod. There are guards everywhere in the mountains. Even if you want to find trouble with me, now is not a good time."
That was true.
Wang Ba stared at him and said with a fake smile, "If I want to find trouble with you, why do I have to do it in private? You can't even draw a bow … On the martial arts field, I can make you kneel down and beg for mercy."
"Oh." He Yan answered casually. "Okay, then I'll see you on the martial arts field. Be there or be square." After that, she seemed to be in a hurry. Carrying the sandbag, she quickened her pace and ran away, leaving Wang Ba far behind.
Wang Ba looked at her brisk figure and felt that it was extremely irritating. He cursed and turned to walk away.
Today's crossbow training finally came to an end after the sun had set in the west.
The recruits rushed over to find food and were eager to fill their stomachs. The instructors gathered together and ate dinner while talking about the anecdotes in their respective teams. If there were recruits with good aptitudes, they would show off to them.
Liang Ping originally wanted to praise Wang Ba and Shi Tou, but when he thought of He Yan, he felt stifled. He was afraid that someone would mention him, so he just lowered his head and ate silently. He didn't expect that the more he feared, the more it would happen. Du Mao asked with concern, "Old Liang, how's He Yan in your team today?"
Liang Ping didn't know what to say.
The instructor next to him laughed and said, "Him! Haha, today, he gave up before he could even draw the bow. He said, 'I can't draw this bow.' "He imitated He Yan's calm tone, but with his expression, it seemed to be mocking." At that time, Old Liang was so angry that his face turned green. "
"He didn't even draw the bow?" Du Mao was also very surprised. "That's too ridiculous."
"That kid doesn't look like someone who can stay in the military camp. You don't know, but he said that he would be able to draw the bow tomorrow if he gave him one day. I was wondering where Old Liang found such a treasure. I really doubt him. "The instructor who spoke pointed to his head." There's a problem here. "
As they were talking, someone came in. The instructors turned around and saw Xiao Jue and Cheng Lisu walking in. Everyone immediately put down their bowls and chopsticks, stood up and saluted. "Commander in chief, Young Master Cheng."
"I heard you guys talking from afar. What are you guys laughing about?" Cheng Lisu asked with a smile.
This young man was used to looking happy. He had been eating and drinking in the Liang Province Guards these past few days, enjoying himself. Although they didn't know why this young master who lived in luxury in the capital didn't stay at home and enjoy life, but came to the Liang Province Guards, since he was brought here by Xiao Jue, they had to give him some face and didn't dare to slight him.
It was the same instructor who had mocked Liang Ping at the beginning who spoke first. "We were talking about the training of the new recruits today. Old Liang has a new recruit who can't even draw the bow, and he said that he would be able to draw it tomorrow. Young Master Cheng, don't you think that's funny? "
"Huh, he can't even draw the bow. Doesn't that mean he's worse than me?" Cheng Lisu was shocked. He was already the weakest of the young masters in both civil and military matters, but he could still draw the bow. He didn't expect to meet someone who was weaker than him here. He immediately became interested. He turned to look at Xiao Jue. "Uncle, did you hear that? At least in the Liang Province Guards, I'm not the worst."
Xiao Jue glanced at him, as if he didn't want to pay attention to him. Cheng Lisu was given the cold shoulder, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he turned to the instructors in high spirits and asked, "What's that warrior's name? We have such similar interests. I must meet him properly and become sworn brothers."
Liang Ping: "…"
"Hey, Old Liang, what's that new recruit's name again?" The instructor who spoke tried hard to recall. "He … He what?"
What did he do wrong? Why did the heavens treat him like this? He had embarrassed himself in front of the commander-in-chief. Liang Ping wanted to cry, but under everyone's gaze, he could only brace himself and say, "He Yan."
When the youth with the cold expression heard this, he suddenly raised his eyes.
He Yan?