Travel back in time and become Chongzhen, watch me turn the tide

"Mr. Yan was originally the prefect of Jiangyin. During his tenure, he suppressed salt pirates and quelled civil unrest, and his political achievements were outstanding! At the beginning of this year, the pirate Gu Sanmaizi led hundreds of warships to invade Huangtian Port, and Mr. Yan led his troops to defend the port. He fired three arrows in a row, and people fell to the ground. Gu Sanmaizi was frightened by Mr. Yan's bravery and fled in a panic, and dared not commit crimes again." Tang Yuan said with a proud look on his face.

"Really?" Chongzhen narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a smile on his lips.

"How could it be false?" Tang Yuan's face flushed slightly when he heard Chongzhen's question. He said angrily, "I was right next to you at the time!"

"It turns out that this boy is also a young hero!" Chongzhen smiled and patted Tang Yuan's shoulder, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Mr. Yan is the hero, I can't do that..." Tang Yuan was young after all, and felt a little shy after hearing Chongzhen's words, so he lowered his head.

As they chatted and laughed, they arrived at the foot of the sand hill, and a temple came into view in the distance.

"That's Haihui Temple, where Mr. Yan currently resides. He was originally going to Deying County to take up the position of Chief Clerk, but the road is blocked and he can't go there for the time being, so he can only stay here for the time being..."

From a distance, Haihui Temple looks like a shining pearl hidden in the world, standing quietly between heaven and earth.

It is not large in scale, covering only about 7 or 8 mu. It is a traditional Chinese Buddhist building. Although it is not as grand as those famous mountain temples, it has a unique quiet charm.

"Hey, who are those people and what are they doing?" Chongzhen asked with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Not far from Haihui Temple, there is a wide field that looks like a military training ground. At this moment, there are about a hundred young men training with their upper bodies naked.

"Oh, most of those people are young people in the town." Tang Yuan looked in the direction Chongzhen pointed and said proudly, "We have rampant bandits here, especially pirates at sea, who come ashore to attack us from time to time. Since taking office, Mr. Yan has required each village and town to practice self-defense. Now he is living here, and he usually teaches us some martial arts and practices military formations. Under Mr. Yan's leadership, we have defeated the pirates several times. The pirate Gu Sanmazi I just told you about was our masterpiece! Now, let alone small gangs of bandits, even large groups of bandits dare not easily attack us!"

"Amazing! It seems this Mr. Yan is a man who knows military skills!" Chongzhen nodded slightly, but he was quite interested in the training and couldn't help but want to go forward and take a look: "Come on, let's go and take a look!"

This training ground had been simply renovated: the empty space in front of Haihui Temple had been compacted and then covered with loess. As everyone was engaged in enthusiastic drills on the training ground, loess flew all over the ground like clouds of yellow mist.

At this moment, in the center of the training grounds, close combat training was underway. Teams of two clashed with each other. Every punch and kick was accompanied by a whirring sound, a powerful force. Sweat covered the faces of these young men, but their eyes were filled with determination and unyielding spirit. Their continuous shouts, powerful and resonant, seemed to frighten the enemy.

On one side of the parade grounds, a dozen or so men were engaged in equestrian training. They rode majestic warhorses, their figures agile and graceful. Under their control, the horses galloped at full speed, kicking up clouds of dust. The soldiers wielded their weapons from horseback, sometimes thrusting with spears, sometimes swinging broadswords, their movements fluid and skillful, as if they were one with the horses.

The shouts and cries of killing on the parade ground shook the sky, like waves surging on the sea, constantly hitting the surrounding air. The sound was so majestic and powerful that it seemed to penetrate the human soul.

Chongzhen nodded secretly. The momentum displayed by these young men in front of him surprised him and made him feel that his trip was worthwhile.

"Who are you and why are you watching here?"

As everyone was watching, a tall and burly man walked over. His upper body was naked, and his bronze skin shone with a metallic luster under the bright sunlight. The crisscrossing scars on his skin were a testimony to the baptism of countless battles.

"Brother Zhao Meng, they came from the capital and came to see Mr. Yan because of his reputation." Tang Yuan came out from the side and said with a smile.

"Since you are looking for Mr. Yan, then take them to Haihui Temple and don't poke around here..." Zhao Meng frowned and waved his hand.

"It's just some mediocre skills, and it doesn't seem like anyone is trying to imitate it," Zhao Meng's words angered Zhu Ge who was standing beside him, and he snorted coldly.

"Who said that?" Zhao Meng had already turned around, but stopped immediately after hearing that.

"What's wrong with what I said?" Zhu Ge was not a afraid person. He puffed out his chest and spoke loudly.

"You said we're just mediocre?" Zhao Meng glanced at Zhu Ge and said disdainfully, "With your tiny physique, do you believe I can squeeze the shit out of you?"

"I don't believe it!" Although Zhu Ge is thin, his martial arts skills are not weak, so he is naturally not afraid of Zhao Meng.

"Then I'll let you see what you can do!" As he spoke, Zhao Meng suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhu Ge's throat.

Zhao Meng's grab was powerful and heavy, and as fast as lightning. Zhu Ge was caught off guard and was about to be caught by him...

At this moment, a big hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Zhao Meng's wrist. Zhao Meng felt his wrist tighten, and then he could no longer move at all!

"You can't bully a dog!" A dull voice sounded, and it was Zhu Tie who spoke.

Even though Zhao Meng was tall and strong, he was still far inferior to Zhu Tie. He hurriedly exerted his strength and struggled several times before he finally broke free.

"Good man!" Zhao Meng originally only wanted to teach Zhu Ge a lesson, but when he saw Zhu Tie, he couldn't help but want to win and said, "Do you dare to fight me?"

"Come!" Zhu Tie didn't waste any words and took his iron rod from the side. Zhao Meng also took a long spear from the side. The two of them didn't waste any words and went straight to the martial arts field in the center of the training ground.

"Why... why did they start fighting?" The two men started fighting without saying a word, which made Tang Yuan extremely anxious. He said to Chongzhen, "Why don't you stop them?"

"No problem, just a discussion!" Chongzhen naturally didn't try to stop him. He just wanted to take this opportunity to see the quality of Yan Yingyuan's men. He smiled and said, "Who is this person?"

"Zhao Meng's martial arts are ranked first under Mr. Yan. Although your men may look strong, they will be useless against him!" Tang Yuan saw that Chongzhen had no intention of persuading him, so he could only shake his head and said, "Don't blame me for not warning you if your men get hurt!"

"Don't worry, it won't happen! Let's go over there quickly..."

Seeing someone about to compete, everyone on the training grounds gathered around the martial arts arena, and Chongzhen hurried over with his men. Naturally, he wasn't worried about the outcome. Zhu Tie, while lacking in intelligence, was exceptionally gifted in the martial arts. He possessed immense strength and was a natural war machine. While Zhao Meng looked impressive, he wasn't as impressive as Zhu Tie.

The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was tense and solemn. Sunlight streamed down, bathing the entire venue in a dazzling golden glow. A gentle breeze blew past, but it failed to dispel the tense atmosphere.

Zhao Meng held a gun and Zhu Tie held a stick, standing opposite each other.

Zhao Meng stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's. He swung the spear in his hand, a cold light flashing. The tip of the spear gleamed in the sunlight, like a dragon poised for action. He leaned slightly to the side, the tip of the spear pointed diagonally at the ground, radiating a fierce aura, as if ready to unleash astonishing power at any moment.

Zhu Tie's strong body was as steady as a mountain. Unlike Zhao Meng who was fully focused, Zhu Tie's posture was a little lazy, with a long iron stick casually placed on his shoulder. However, the aura he exuded inadvertently was like a tiger ready to pounce.

"Please!" Zhao Meng drew his spear and shouted loudly, thrusting his spear towards Zhu Tie like a dragon...