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Xiao Qidao had also wanted to participate in the Martial Arts Academy's recruitment, but after An Zheng persuaded him, he gave up.

An Zheng advised him like this, "Do you think it's appropriate for an eight year old child like you to attend the Martial Arts Academy's recruitment examination? Is that true? Can any of those people even beat you? If you go and beat them all up, would they still be able to live? "

Although the Empress Dowager Su Qing Wen had ordered for girls to be allowed to participate in the entrance examinations for the Martial Arts Academy and several other academies, there were actually not many people who came. This was a time when ideas needed to be changed, and even if the Empress Mother had allowed it, Father and Mother would not have allowed it. The main reason for this is that a girl like you should be learning how to be a girl at home. He did not know how many girls' dreams he had strangled with such an unoriginal explanation.

The Martial Arts Academy's assessment was very interesting. There was no written examination.

As the Martial Arts Academy had enough instructors, the Ministry of War would also send people to assist them. Therefore, more than seven hundred examinees were divided into twenty different exam grounds and conducted at the same time. The examiner set the questions in the morning, and the people below relied on their reactions to complete the questions. In the afternoon, the martial arts exam would be held. It would be the main event. The first test tested one's cultivation level and relied on the Nine Stars Station. The second test was on mounted archers. Yan People were good at fighting, and mounted archers had to take the test on mounted archers. As the relationship between the Yan Kingdom and the nomads in the north had always been good, there had always been a lot of war horses. This was also why only the Yan Kingdom possessed the powerful Heavy Armored Cavalry Tie Liuhuo. In the other sixteen nations, they simply could not choose a warhorse that was outstanding enough to carry a Heavy Armored Cavalry.

The third was a competition, where one's opponent was randomly selected by the examiner. Everyone's name was written on a slip of paper and placed in a box, which was then selected by the examiner.

After taking the martial arts exam for half a day, at most he would only be able to finish one.

According to the Old Huo, An Zheng's luck was always that strange. Sometimes, good luck, who didn't even know how to reason, would suddenly fall from the sky and smash his face into the ground.

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 Ministry of War. Instead, he was forced by Yan Xu to stay in the martial 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 Ministry of War. 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 transferred back to Ministry of War from the army. A while ago, many Ministry of War s died, and on the second day, he received news that they were transferred back to Ministry of War.

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 Supervising officer s in this room, so 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 Yan 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 Yan'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 Vice Commander and most of the generals think that the commander is wrong, then we can detain the commander and temporarily replace him as the commander. But most of the time, the Vice Commander would not 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. Therefore, when the main marshal died, Vice Commander would no longer have a large portion of worry. "

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 commander, even if I win, the Vice Commander would most likely not assume the responsibility of killing the general. 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 going 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 her the answer, she 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 Yan 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 Yan 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 he already knew what you were thinking, so he 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."