The summer in Liangzhou Health Center was long and hard to endure. Every day was a hard training, boring and tedious. But the days passed like this, and after the Lesser Heat came the Greater Heat, and soon after the Greater Heat, it was the Beginning of Autumn.

The scorching sun training quickly trained the new recruits of Liangzhou Guard to have excellent endurance and determination. In addition to the bow and crossbow and the early morning weight-carrying running every month, they also practiced whip sword, infantry, formation, long gun, swordplay, and horseback archery. Horseback archery was practiced less because the Liangzhou Guard had limited soldiers and horses.

"Brother He, your cake." Xiao Mai handed the dry food to He Yan.

The round cake was grilled over charcoal fire, crispy and salty. When he took a bite, even the crumbs were still hot. He Yan chewed the cake twice and took a big gulp of water, and then he felt his empty stomach was immediately soothed, and he felt indescribably comfortable.

Hong Shan stared at He Yan and asked curiously, "Ah He, I don't think something is right. You said that you eat the same as us every day, and sometimes you even use a stove, so why are you still so thin and so... small?" He held back the word "short".

He Yan: “…”

Can she be blamed?

Her sworn brother, the "trash boy" Cheng Lisu, would come over every now and then and secretly give He Yan some food, sometimes a handful of pine nuts, sometimes a few pieces of dried meat, and once he even gave He Yan a bowl of soup, saying it was from his uncle.

Every time he gave it to him, Cheng Lisu would be particularly nervous, "Hurry up, eat here, don't let my uncle see you." It was like he was spying on him. Sometimes He Yan really didn't want to eat, why bother? But then he thought, there's no point in being mean to eating, and the food Cheng Lisu sent was really delicious.

Even using the stove like this didn't make He Yan look stronger. Instead, he was busy training every day, sweating profusely. After a few months, he lost weight and looked even smaller and more pitiful.

However, the poor little guy made a stunning performance in the Liangzhou Guards' crossbow a few days ago, which made the scarred man who came from a bandit family call him "Boss" and caused countless new recruits to lose their cakes. He Yan is now considered a famous person.

After that, no one came to challenge He Yan for a competition, so He Yan was relieved. She was still considering how to get Xiao Jue's attention, so as to save the country indirectly and enter the Nine Flags Camp.

Today we are practicing with the long spear. The long spears used in the martial arts arena are mostly made of thick wood, with hard and tough shafts and short and sharp tips.

The coach was wielding a spear on the stage, and the new recruits were following suit. After practicing for a while, they were able to achieve some results. He Yan was not very good at using a spear, and she was used to using a sword. Now that she had become Miss He, she was small in stature, and it was even more inconvenient for her to use a spear. She always felt restrained and couldn't let go.

After Coach Liang finished demonstrating a set of gun techniques, he let the new recruits practice on their own. He walked down the stage to inspect, and when he walked to He Yan's side, he couldn't help but look at He Yan a few more times.

After all, He Yan's bow and crossbow skills last time were really unforgettable. This new recruit should be valued. However, these days, Coach Liang also noticed that He Yan's whip knife, infantry, long spear, and sword skills were all good, but far from amazing. The only surprising thing was his horseback archery, but because there were no competitions these days, he could only see a little bit.

She trained hard every day, including archery and weight-carrying running, and never slacked off. But Coach Liang still had a feeling that this young girl seemed to be holding back, and what she showed every day was only a part of her ability.

He walked to the position of Coach Du Maodu. Coach Du was also on patrol, and several coaches were surrounding him, pointing at a new recruit and saying something.

Liang Ping walked over and heard them talking.

"As expected, his family owns a martial arts school. Look at how he wields the spear. It's amazing!"

"I say, he is actually more skilled than you, Lao Du. I have never seen such a shooting method before!"

"This kid isn't that old, probably only about 17 or 18 years old. He must have been practicing since he was young."

Liang Ping asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"That soldier under Coach Du, the one standing on the far left in the front row, the tall one, do you see him?"

Liang Ping looked in the direction he pointed, and indeed saw a young man in a suit practicing shooting. This young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his features were regular. There was a firmness in his eyebrows and eyes, and a hint of arrogance. His steps were steady, and the long gun in his hand was dazzling. And it was not just a show. Liang Ping could feel that every step he took with the gun was fierce.

"Good!" Liang Ping couldn't help but praise.

"Indeed, he is quite good," Du Mao was also proud of it. "I have tried him several times before, and he is really capable. His name is Jiang Jiao, and his father is the owner of a martial arts school in the capital."

"Why did he join the army?" Liang Ping was surprised. Although the young master of the martial arts school could not be called rich, he could live a comfortable life among ordinary families.

"Do you know what it means to have great ambitions and be a man of high aspirations?" Du Mao said, "I admire men like this!"

Someone interrupted and said, "I wonder who is more powerful, this Jiang Jiao or He Yan, who is under Lao Liang?"

After these words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent. Du Mao looked at Liang Ping thoughtfully. Liang Ping replied subconsciously, "He Yan is quite talented in bows and crossbows, but I think his spear skills are average and he is no match for Jiang Jiao."

Just kidding, He Yan is so small and thin, but Jiang Jiao is very tall and strong. There is a difference between gunfighting and archery. In archery, the prey is straw men, birds, and beasts. Gunfighting is a competition between two people, and if you are not careful, you will get injured and bleed. Jiang Jiao's family runs a martial arts school, and he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. How can He Yan be Jiang Jiao's opponent? If he is beaten by Jiang Jiao, where can he find another such a great archer?

"Old Liang, you can't say that." Du Mao didn't give up after hearing what he said. He hooked his arm around Liang Ping's shoulder and said, "Your subordinate He Yan always lagged behind at first, but he could run easily in the end. He couldn't even draw the bow at first, but he could shoot with his eyes blindfolded in the end. You say he can't do it now, but maybe he can do it in ten days. As a coach, you can't overprotect the new recruits. After all, they will all go to the battlefield in the future."

The people around him echoed: "Yes, yes, Lao Du is right! Lao Liang, you can't protect the dog."

Bullshit! Liang Ping thought angrily, a bunch of people who are just looking for trouble and have bad intentions.

"Coach Liang, I also want to compete with He Yan."

Liang Ping turned around and saw that the young man named Jiang Jiao had put down his spear and walked behind him. He probably heard the coaches' conversation and suddenly said this.

Liang Ping did not answer, thinking about how to refuse.

"Is it okay?" Jiang Jiao asked again, as if unaware of his dilemma.