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Fang Yun was like a fish in water in the team. He was so perfect that he looked like a veteran who had been training for decades. Towards the end, the team leader even let Fang Yun stand at the front so that everyone could learn from him.
However, Zhang Jingan found him particularly eye-catching.
After the military formation drill ended, the captain announced that Fang Yun would be the leader of the team in the future. In the formation competition of the 100 teams tomorrow, if Fang Yun could lead the team into the top ten, Fang Yun would be promoted to sergeant.
Many veterans were extremely envious when they heard that, but they also knew that Fang Yun was from Hanlin, so they did not dare to say anything. Only a few people were still secretly angry and kept attacking Fang Yun in private as a traitor.
When it was time for lunch, everyone quickly walked to the dining room, afraid that the delicious food would be eaten up.
Zhang Jingan hurriedly stood up. His entire body was sore, and he walked slowly with difficulty. With every step he took, his entire body hurt, especially his crotch. It was as if a small knife was constantly cutting it.
Zhang Jingan looked at Fang Yun for help, but all he saw was a tall back.
That back never turned around.
Zhang Jingan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and lowered his head slightly.
"As expected, you'll still abandon me like back then! It's fine if I don't acknowledge such a father! Even without you, I can still live a better life! I'll definitely surpass you! I'll definitely restore Grandpa's Literary Name! I'll definitely lead the Pearl River Army to stand on the city wall of Two World Mountain! I, Zhang Jingan, will definitely become a hero like Grandpa! All those who say that Grandpa is a traitor will kneel in front of Grandpa's grave and plead guilty! "
Under the scorching noon sun, Zhang Jingan slowly walked forward, his eyes filled with determination.
During lunch, Zhang Jingan's hands kept trembling.
Zhang Jingan seriously finished his lunch. Although his lunch was only half of an ordinary elite soldier's, it was enough for an 11-year-old child. However, it was not enough for a child who had been tired all morning.
Zhang Jingan felt that he was not full.
After lunch break, the other battalions of the Jingxi Guards changed their guard. However, the soldiers of the First, Second, and Third Battalions still had to continue training.
Everyone ran for an hour, just like in the morning. One hour for tempering the body, one hour for practicing weapons, and one hour for practicing military formations.
Under such high-intensity training, all the elite soldiers were very strong. Even if he was facing a powerful Daemon Soldier, as long as he had the support of Zhuang Xingshi, he would still have a chance to win in a one-on-one battle.
Everyone in the 3rd Battalion had finished their training, except for Zhang Jingan.
After running for an hour, Zhang Jingan ran out of stamina. While the second part of the body was tempering. He temporarily gave up on the Plum Blossom Stakes. He practiced the Stone Lock, but he was unable to perform the basic movements of the Stone Lock. He could only lift it up and down.
When he practiced the spear, he was weak the entire time. It was as if his bones had been taken away.
When it came to the military formation training, he finally could not hold on and fainted.
The military doctor rushed over and took Zhang Jingan away.
At night, Zhang Jingan slowly opened his eyes. It was as if a voice came from the horizon. After a while, he realized that the voice was very close. He realized that he was lying in the barracks and that the soldiers in the same room were talking.
"Look at this traitor's son. He's just like a piece of trash! The Zhang family of the Pearl River Army used to be so powerful. They were a Marquis. What about now? They let a child who hasn't even grown out his hair come to the army and train for a few days. With some experience, he can quickly improve! "
"That traitor Han Lin thought it was so easy. Did he think that he could wash off suspicion by coming to the army to train? What Zhang Longxiang? He's just a rat! "
"General Jin didn't want to see them at all. On the contrary, they shamelessly stayed in the barracks. What a joke!"
"The grandfather is a traitor, and the grandson is worse than a traitor. He's clearly nothing, but he still forced himself to train with us. He then pretended to be unconscious to avoid the night labor. Unfortunately, the army has its rules. His traitor father became the scapegoat and had to clean up the barracks with those lowly handymen. "
"The Zhang family has three generations. Each generation is worse than the last. Back then, I really admired Zhang Wankong. Now that I think about it, I'm ashamed. How could I admire that traitor … "
Zhang Jingan suddenly sat up. His eyes were red as he shouted angrily, "Don't slander my grandfather! My grandfather is not a traitor. He's a great hero who fought at Two Boundaries Mountain! "
The barracks immediately quieted down and the atmosphere became extremely awkward.
A soldier sneered, "Can't pretend anymore? Have you recovered? "
Zhang Jingan glared at the soldier angrily. Then, he felt incomparable pain all over his body. He could pass out at any moment.
He took a deep breath and struggled to get off the bed. Step by step, he slowly walked out.
A kind-hearted soldier sighed and said, "I think you should just stay in the barracks and recuperate."
Zhang Jingan didn't say anything. He opened the door and left the barracks.
Zhang Jingan looked up at the stars in the sky. Step by step, he walked out. Whenever he met a handyman, he would ask around. Very soon, he arrived at a drill ground.
The drill ground was very spacious. There were only two people cleaning it. One of them was Fang Yun.
Fang Yun glanced at Zhang Jingan and continued to clean the place.
Fang Yun's two strands of inner sight were both reading in the Wondrous Book World. Simple work like cleaning wouldn't distract him at all.
Zhang Jingan took a deep breath and loudly said, "Give me the broom, I'll clean it."
"Go back and rest!" Fang Yun didn't hold back at all.
"Even if you help me, I won't recognize you!" Zhang Jingan said.
"Scram!" Fang Yun roared. His talent Qi and Heaven Earth Yuan Qi surged like a stream, knocking Zhang Jingan back.
Zhang Jingan looked at Fang Yun angrily. After a long time, he slowly turned around and left the drill ground.
Late at night, Fang Yun returned to the barracks. Everyone was already asleep. There were people grinding their teeth, snoring, talking in their sleep, and so on.
Fang Yun's gaze swept across Zhang Jingan. The starlight outside the window fell on the child's face, illuminating the tear stains on his face.
Fang Yun took out the medical book. White light enveloped Zhang Jingan's body and healed all his wounds.
Then, Fang Yun closed his eyes and continued to practice on the bed. He didn't sleep until dawn.
Day by day, time passed.
Every day, Fang Yun and his son would train with the 3rd Battalion. However, Zhang Jingan was only an eleven-year-old child. He couldn't withstand such high intensity training. Every day, he couldn't complete the training. In the end, he would faint from exhaustion. If it weren't for Fang Yun's medical book, his body would have accumulated injuries that couldn't be healed.
Facing failure, Fang Yun's indifference, and the ridicule of the Western Jingwei soldiers, Zhang Jingan persisted.
On the 10th of September, the 3rd Battalion and the other 4 battalions, a total of 2500 people, went out to practice. The whole process lasted for two days. They had to spend a night in the wilderness.
Since early morning, the entire team had been hurriedly marching. They went from flat roads to grasslands, to rivers, to swamps and hills. Finally, they stopped in the middle of a dense forest.
When Xu Cang announced the setting up of the camp, Zhang Jingan, who was covered in sweat, finally couldn't take it anymore. His body tilted and fell to the ground. Before he fainted, Fang Yun heard Zhang Jingan whisper.
"I don't want to be a soldier anymore. I don't want to be a general anymore. I … can't take it anymore …"
Fang Yun walked over quickly and checked carefully. Zhang Jingan had already fainted. There were only two streaks of tears on his face.
The corners of Fang Yun's mouth curled up slightly.
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[It's going to be 515 soon. I hope to continue to make it to the 515 Red Envelope Ranking. On the 15th of May, the Red Envelope Rain will reward the readers and promote the work. Every piece is love. I will definitely do my best!] (To be continued.)
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