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Chapter 112: Flying Dragon Army (2)

At least it looks similar to that in a TV.

Soon after, he was surprised to see the two brothers Zhao Da and Zhao Hu on the stage. He also did not expect the two brothers to come and join the army.

Because I have seen him, Zhao Dongting will inevitably pay special attention to the two brothers.

The Zhao Hu brothers are indeed superb in martial arts. After they took the stage, they actually defeated five challenge soldiers one after another.

The tenth chief of the guards who were taking the school next to the ring saw that the two were so outstanding, so he directly wrote their names on the selection list, and specially marked them with horizontal lines, waved the flag in his hand, and asked them to step down.

Those who can win five games in a row are by no means ordinary people, and can be directly selected for the Flying Dragon Army. Those who draw horizontal lines represent outstanding martial arts.

Li Yuanxiu also watched the two brothers Zhao win and said to Zhao Dongting: "Master, these two people have a strong foundation and must have worked hard."

"Um."

Zhao Dongting nodded slightly, "If my father-in-law thinks these two are appropriate, he will focus on teaching. In the future, I will transfer them to my side to protect me, so as not to follow me at all times."

He helped the two brothers Zhao kill Wu Shunchang, and I think these two brothers will serve them loyally.

When Li Yuanxiu heard this, he just said, "Protecting the Lord is what the old slave should do."

He has always adhered to etiquette. Even though he is very skilled, he treats himself completely as an old slave in the palace and dares not go beyond the limit.

Sometimes Zhao Dongting wants to get closer to him, but Li Yuanxiu dares not talk about many topics, so he can't do anything about it.

In this way, at noon, the martial arts ended.

Except for the soldiers who were directly selected for five consecutive games like Zhao Brothers, the remaining difference was ordered by the commanders of each army to select the soldiers they liked into the Feilong Camp. Because Zhao Dongting was there to watch, these commanders were also talented and did not mix much personal relationships into it.

Afterwards, the soldiers who were not elected bowed their heads and sighed and were taken back to the camp by the commanders of each army.

The soldiers of the eight hundred new Feilong Camp stayed in the guards' camp. Zhao Dongting stood up and said a few words to encourage them. Without saying anything more, he took Li Yuanxiu and Le Wu away. The current Southern Song army no longer needed him to encourage and improve morale.

Feilong Camp is directly under the command of Yue Peng and is included in the guards' personal army, but it is independent of other camps.

After returning to the bedroom and having meals, Zhao Dongting was preparing to write some modern methods of training special forces to Yue Peng and Li Yuanxiu, asking them to focus on training Feilong Camp, but before they could start writing, Li Wu said next to him: "Your Majesty, you promised me and me to practice."

Zhao Dongting was stunned, "Is this the right practice?"

Le Wu smiled and said, "Practicing with me can also improve the emperor's martial arts skills!"

Because of Le Chan's relationship, Aiwu and Wu, Zhao Dongting treated Lewu almost as his own sister, and had no choice but to shake his head and put down his pen and follow her to the yard.

Then, while Ying Er's giggle and Li Yuanxiu's mouth twitching, Zhao Dongting was knocked to the ground one after another by Li Wu.

Fortunately, Zhao Dongting reminded Le Wu not to hurt his face before taking action, otherwise, his dignified emperor would end up with a bruised and swollen face.

He had just learned the stance with Li Yuanxiu for a few days, so how could he be the opponent of music and dance?

Although this girl is naughty, her kung fu is really not weak. Li Yuanxiu once said that those who teach music and dance kung fu are definitely not ordinary warriors.

The skill of music and dance is extremely exquisite, and it is not something that ordinary people can learn. The person who teaches her kung fu must be a master in the martial arts world.

Zhao Dongting asked Lewu this question, and Lewu said that she and her sister were taught by her father.

This made Zhao Dongting even more want to go to her house. When he met Le Chan, he also met their father. Unfortunately, Le Wu always refused to take her there.

Zhao Dongting, who was sweating profusely and was beaten to the point of being sore, refused to practice with Lewu any more. He fled back to the bedroom in a very embarrassing way, causing Lewu to stomp his feet, and Ying Er couldn't stop smiling beside him.

After running back to the desk and sitting down, Zhao Dongting took a few breaths and finally relaxed.

This is not the right practice? It is obvious that I was beaten and beaten by that girl on one side!

Li Yuanxiu glared at Lewu angrily and followed her to the bedroom, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Zhao Dongting waved his hand and said in a weak manner: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired. I'll just take a rest."

In fact, he was quite happy to have the current body. His body was countless times better than the sick-sick appearance before.

After a while, Zhao Dongting picked up his pen and wrote the special forces training method suitable for ancient times in his memory on paper, and handed it to Li Yuanxiu. "Dad, in the future, the training of Feilong Camp will be practiced according to the method I wrote on it. I not only want them to have outstanding martial arts skills, but also to make their physique far better than ordinary people. A strong country and a strong army can only be strong if the army is strong."

Over the past few months, his calligraphy has improved a lot and he no longer looks like he used to be a turtle crawling.

Li Yuanxiu took the paper carefully and bowed to respond, "I obey the order."

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Dongting sighed slightly.

I, I, now I understand why the ancient emperors called themselves me. Since the Southern Song Dynasty, he has obtained many capable ministers and generals, but has no friends who have made friends with each other. Even if they were music and Wu, they dared not lose their composure in front of him. Sometimes Zhao Dongting wanted to find someone to talk about his heart, but he didn't know who to tell him.

This is the sorrow of being an emperor.

The heights are so cold that it is so cold that it is the ultimate magnificent person in the Southern Song Dynasty. While holding the wealth of the world, it is inevitable that it will lose something that others can get.

Zhao Dongting didn't think about asking Li Yuanxiu to change his habits again, shook his head, and then continued to write on paper.

However, this time I wrote about it is a method of training agents and spies.

Now Lu Xiufu has found many orphans, all gathered in the guards’ camp, and can start training them at any time.

Although Zhao Dongting couldn't talk about spending time on a daily basis, there were always trivial matters, and he had to study artillery and muskets. Due to his identity, he naturally would not train the orphans himself. He could only write down those training methods and leave them to the people below to do it.

Among his ideas, Su Quandang is the most suitable for this job. Because Su Quandang is meticulous and can be hard-working.

Time passes, and the end of the year is getting closer and closer.

In the past few months, Zhao Dongting has not developed the cannon, and there has been considerable progress in the improvement of the fire gun.

The training of Feilong Camp has already been on track, and Su Quandang has already brought the orphans to the imperial guard camp and started training.
Chapter completed!