Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

"If my subordinates receive a reward tomorrow, please buy more beef and mutton, Madam."

Humph, "Don't you want to gnaw on a pig's head? If you get the reward, I'll gnaw on two pig's heads for you. How about that?"

Qin Xiuyuan blanched a few slices of beef and tried to feed her in a flattering manner, "We'll have time at home tomorrow." Forget about the pig's head.

"Then I'll ask them to buy more so we can celebrate together tomorrow." Wangshu smiled. "You're amazing! What place can you guarantee?"

At the beginning, he was allocated 10,000 soldiers by General Lao Zhang. Originally, these 10,000 soldiers were not very good, but now from the tone of their voices, it seems that they have made great progress this year.

"There will be bounties for the teams ranked one to thirty. As the general, I will reward the top five teams based on the combined rankings of the ten teams. There should be a third place, depending on how they perform." Although he was confident, he was also worried about unexpected events, fearing that her joy would be in vain. "If I don't make it into the top five, I'll use my own pocket money to buy it."

"That's not necessary. I spent the whole afternoon serving the ladies of those powerful families and ordered thirteen sets of clothes." Wangshu pretended to pound his waist and legs with one hand, "and earned some meat for Moo Moo and Mee Mee."

At night, Qin Xiuyuan thanked Madam Qin for the meals of mooing meat and bleating meat. Wangshu couldn't resist the kindness and said bluntly that there was no need to thank her. The general was loyal and courteous, and let her refuse in vain. She was so anxious that she babbled some compliments.

In the camp west of the city, the autumn wind was howling and the flags were waving.

For every ten thousand people, one hundred groups of one thousand people were drawn. For the entire Yaocheng with a population of two hundred thousand, two thousand groups totaling twenty thousand people were drawn.

The first round was a tug-of-war. On the high observation deck, Wangshu, wearing a thick fur coat and a hood, only showed a pair of big, bright black eyes. Qin Xiuyuan, who was sitting at the edge of the generals, was concentrating with his little fists clenched tightly.

There were 100 groups competing in one game, and after 20 games, 1,000 groups were eliminated.

"There are nine more groups." Qin Xiuyuan patted the big fat ball that was about to stretch its body into the field below. A group under his command had bad luck and drew the ace group in the eldest son's group.

The second round of tug-of-war was divided into ten groups. With the sound of instructions, another five hundred groups left the stage.

In the third round, there are 250 groups left, totaling 2,500 people.

The second event, the team run, was held at the center of the field, with five 500-meter peaks at the center and the starting point at the center.

When the command flag was waved, fifty groups from each of the five locations started running.

It is impossible to grit your teeth while running, and roar to the sky. If you step on my toes, I will fall to the ground and eat shit. But Wangshu saw that some of them were strictly lined up in columns, some were scattered and ran on their own, and some ran in a horizontal line, becoming a roadblock and were kicked on the buttocks by the people behind them.

"Hehe!" Well done!

Of course, there was also a poor fellow who ran and ran and twisted his ankle. His generals in the stands cursed their parents and ancestors, saying, "Coward!"

The next 150 groups were eliminated, and then the second round began, in which another 50 groups were eliminated.

The smoke and dust were rolling and flying, and Wangshu's eyes turned yellow.

Now it was time for the third event, archery. Each person would shoot two arrows, and the bottom twenty would be eliminated.

"Generals, take a quick look and see how many groups are left under your command after this round!" The general ordered someone to lift the red cloths on the three tables in front. The glittering gold instantly attracted everyone's attention, and there was a cry of surprise from both inside and outside the field.

Wangshu almost stood up immediately and exclaimed, "So much gold!"

This little money-grubber! Qin Xiuyuan laughed and quickly held her down. Wangshu grabbed his clothes and whispered to him, "This gold is blinding me!"

Finally, the rankings were announced. Wangshu looked forward to it, "How many groups did you get!!!"

Qin Xiuyuan met with others to analyze the situation.

But there is still no ranking, only the bottom 20 are eliminated.

Big circles were drawn off the field, and two groups of people were placed in each circle according to the drawing of lots. The first time lots were drawn, it was found that people in two circles belonged to the same general, so the four people including Young Master Qin and Qin Xiuyuan drew again.

The two groups in the circle compete against each other within the time of one stick of incense. If someone is pushed out of the circle, that person will be considered dead. The group with more winners after one stick of incense wins.

Well, there were one-on-one, two-on-two, one-on-many, many-on-one, human wall tactics, Tai Chi circles, back-to-back, all kinds of them. Some were kicked straight away, some were thrown out with a big bag, and some were kicked from behind. There were many ways to "die", and none of them were very elegant.

Of course, there were also those who were desperately entangled in a final struggle, but were bumped by the people fighting next to them, and were carried out of the circle and died...

"Haha!!" The two men, on the contrary, shared a common hatred and cursed at the person who bumped into them.

Another forty groups were eliminated.

There were only forty groups left at the venue, and some of them had crooked mouths, squinting eyes, and soldiers with bruised mouths and faces.

There are forty groups, and rewards will be given to the first twenty. Wangshu asked, "How many groups do you have?"

"Three groups."

The forty groups of people started to compete again, shooting arrows and ranking. Some soldiers broke their hands, and some gave up during the archery, some had their bones set on the spot, and some used their teeth to pull the bow.

When the team was running up the mountain, some soldiers had lame legs. Some of the soldiers in the team carried them on their backs, while others held each of them with their arms and ran, and then they were ranked.

The final stage was a two-on-two tug-of-war, the ultimate test. Many generals ran to the sidelines to cheer and shout, "Hurry! Hurry! Beat them!"

These were all projects that had been practiced before, so Wangshu was not very interested. Qin Xiuyuan pointed to the locations of the three groups of people under his command.

It would have been better if he hadn't pointed. He had just pointed at the first group when he saw that there was a lame person in that group. He was standing at the very back, with his injured leg tied with a rope and his good leg fixed tightly. His upper body was leaning back with the other members of the group. The movements were so uniform and neat that if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even notice anything unusual and would have thought he was just an ordinary member.

As the two sides fought for every inch of land, the entangled lame leg was pulled back and forth. Well, the pain was transmitted, tit tut!

Wangshu turned his face away.

"The group with the red belts." Qin Xiuyuan pointed to the second group when he saw this.

As soon as he pointed, the group of red belts were slowly pulled over by the other side. Ten people gnashed their teeth and shouted in unison, "Roar! Roar! Roar!" But they still couldn't hold on. There were two giant men on the opposite side, their arms thicker than Wangshu's thighs...

Wangshu couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"The second group on the right, um... the one with bare feet."

I quickly pulled myself together and took a closer look. Oh my god! A group of ten people, all bruised and battered. Some were barefoot, the least damaged. Several had their clothes torn off, exposing their arms and thighs. In the extreme tug-of-war, each one looked ferocious. The man in the front was yelling especially ferociously, "Roar! Roar! Roar!" The remaining fabric swayed, revealing half a thigh that was quite white, thick and strong. Hmm? Not only that... maybe his dick was exposed too?! ! !

At the same time, Qin Xiuyuan also saw it and stuffed Wangshu, who was about to squint his eyes to focus and study it carefully, into the iron chest...

"Eye of the needle!"

Ugh! Why not lie to her? Why use this trivial thing on a woman who has perfect attendance almost every month? You are really stupid!