In front of the lush forest, Mr. Zhang, wearing a new military uniform, squinted his beautiful pair of phoenixes and peach blossoms, stared at the forest.

Xiong Lieshan next to him is also wearing a new military uniform, and both of them have their hair taken care of.

Even the shawl looks extraordinary, especially Mr. Zhang.

His hair quality was excellent, and he spared no effort to keep his young master's hair quality.

Although Chihu'er didn't care much about her hair quality, he didn't plan to make a living by relying on his face.

However, Sister Miaoan practiced her unremitting pursuit of beauty as a woman, which is specifically reflected in the details of hair care.

In order to achieve the best maintenance effect she thought, Miao'an caught Tang Bohu, Zhou Jinshan and others to search for ancient books.

Not to mention, I have found a lot of prescriptions.

For example, the "Long Hair Moisturizing Prescription" recorded in the "Taiping Shenghui Fang" of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the "Black Hair Evergreen Prescription" recorded in the "Puji Fang" in the early dynasty.

The most suitable prescription in the end is "Qibao Guangying Lipid Hair Prescription".

This recipe uses tea oil, with low olive oil, and the main recipes are agarwood, sandalwood, ambergris, musk, frangipani... and so on.

It is used for cleaning during bathing, and has special daily maintenance after bathing.

So I couldn't tell that Mr. Zhang's hair was so good, until he hung his hair down.

His black hair was as soft as black silk, and even emitted a slight fluorescence that made people feel a little dazzled.

For example, this is the case with Xiong Lieshan now. Mr. Zhang couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he walked by him.

Finally, two people slowly walked out of the woods.

Mr. Zhang showed a little smile on his oval face. So far, no news of death had been heard. This comforted him.

Because he knew very well that even in this era, even in later generations, there would be death places.

And sometimes it really dies.

Initiating this kind of training in this era is actually taking greater risks.

However, this is one of the best solutions to select elite soldiers who are excellent in physical and psychological qualities.

Mr. Zhang doesn’t have much time to prepare for this matter, so Emperor Hongzhi may have the patience to wait for one or even several years of training.

It is impossible for courtiers to give him such a long time to train, he can only squeeze many projects desperately.

The result of compression is that the pressure faced by these martial artists has increased dramatically, and even Xiong Lieshan feels that he may not be able to withstand it.

Fortunately, these martial artists have taken it down, and as long as they can walk out of the woods, they are considered qualified.

This is how Xiong Lieshan looks, and this is how the old Duke of Tigerheads sees.

Even if Mr. Zhang doesn’t want to, he must see this.

They have to go through too much in a week, traveling long distances, trekking, surviving in the wild, and leading a team to carry out combat missions...

Fortunately, I even fought with the veterans who were raising energy to ensure energy and stability, and complete musket shooting and bows and arrows shooting targets.

"Price below... Xu Tai and Xu Boqian, come and pay the order!"

What surprised Mr. Zhang was that Xu Tai and Zhou Zijiang, two guys who were almost as powerful as fire, actually arrived together.

Zhou Zijiang even pushed Xu Tai and asked him to report the top spot immediately.

Xu Tai gritted his teeth and wanted to support him, and dragged Zhou Zijiang, who was pale, to the carriage.

"Price below...Zhou Shou and Zhou Zijiang, come and pay the order..."

Mr. Zhang nodded to them, and then the instructors from the academy came over and took them to a marching tent behind the carriage.

There are doctors there to check their physical condition and see if they are injured and if they need medicine.

By the way, they also poured them a bowl of prepared warm ginger and brown sugar soup. The large marching pot next to them was already boiling disinfectant herb water.

One by one, the marching tents were built, and they needed to clean their whole bodies inside.

The martial arts practitioners stumbled out one after another. It has to be said that the training during this period is still very effective.

At least none of these martial artists were eliminated or forced to do so, and they all were very capable.

Sure enough! This person just needs to practice, otherwise you won’t know how patient they are.

Mr. Zhang sighed in his heart that the training volume can be increased in the future.

If these Wu Jinshi knew what Mr. Zhang was thinking, they would probably have to cry.

Uncle! Ancestor! You can be a good person...

The second group of twins in the Yang family arrived, and the two brothers stumbled and miserable, looked pitiful than the refugees.

Their clothes were all rotten, and they almost escaped with their bare butts.

My body was covered with scratches, hits, scratches... but at least the parts were complete, and my face was as pale as a ghost.

After reporting, they lit Mao, and then they both looked like they were about to cry and went to repair and check.

Mr. Zhang never left until it was dark and the last group of martial artists finally arrived.

Many of the martial arts practitioners who finally relaxed were lying in the bathtub and slept soundly until they were shouted, and they ate with slack eyes.

Considering that many of them have just experienced ups and downs and hunger, they made light porridge for them.

Some coarse grains were even added to it. After everyone was full of water, they all got on the carriage and rushed back to the academy.

Although everyone was very curious about Mr. Zhang and the instructors' black military uniforms.

But discipline has taught them not to ask anything when they shouldn't ask.

When they returned to the barracks, everyone was driven back to sleep.

But early the next morning, they were woken up again before dawn.

The first thing that wakes them up is to let them bathe again.

He asked me to wash my whole body carefully, and even specially distributed a new Yizi for this.

The martial arts disciples suddenly felt solemn, they had guessed that things were not simple.

No one had any objections, and everyone went to the bathroom silently and carefully cleaned themselves.

After they came out, they saw the instructors standing outside the shower room with a solemn look on their faces holding the military uniform they had seen yesterday.

Let them teach them how to change and how to tie the hole one by one.

Even the hair needs to be oiled and help each other to comb it.

Everyone was given a copper Taotie pattern bun, which was used to tie the hair on the back of the head and prevent it from floating.

When everyone was finally ordered to gather together, they saw Mr. Zhang standing on the platform wearing the same military uniform as them.

"First of all, congratulations to everyone!"

Mr. Zhang looked at them with a solemn expression and saluted with boxing chest: "All of you have passed the final assessment!"
Chapter completed!