Wang Kaiyuan was an ordinary soldier in the southwest military camp.

"Detachment—detachment—everyone assemble, detachment—marching—" the herald shouted.

The horns of the all-army camp for an emergency assembly rang out.

Everyone hurried to the martial arts training ground.

Wang Kaiyuan, as usual, stood in his own position.

A young man named Wang Dapeng stood next to Wang Kaiyuan.

"Brother, it looks like there is going to be a war, this trumpet has not sounded so terrifying for a long time. Wang Dapeng quietly muttered to Wang Kaiyuan.

"What are you talking about, don't talk to each other!" someone shouted, this is Cao Haiyun, the chief who manages them.

The military structure of Dongliang adopts the old system of the previous dynasty, with five people as a team and ten people as a team, and a team chief, a team chief, and a centurion for detailed management.

Don't underestimate a small chief, but the power is great, Cao Haiyun usually eats and dresses with someone to serve him, and even when he goes to the toilet, someone helps him with the paper, so he has long developed an arrogant and unreasonable temperament, and bullies the soldiers at every turn.

Sure enough, when he passed behind Wang Dapeng, he raised his foot and gave Wang Dapeng a flying kick.

It hurt so much that Wang Dapeng squatted on the ground with an ass.

"Get up—are you so soft to eat dry rice?, are you still a big girl with your feet wrapped?" Cao Haiyun scolded, raising his hand and slapping twice.

Wang Dapeng was beaten and dizzy, but thanks to Wang Kaiyuan's outstretched hand, he didn't fall down.

Wang Kaiyuan defended in a low voice: "Cao Shichang, my brother is young and growing in health, the food is not good, he hasn't seen meat for half a month, the sweet rice is low-faced, and the portion is small, he can't eat at all, so his body is lost." ”

"What did you say?" Cao Haiyun turned around, walked away, and turned to Wang Kaiyuan again, "Have the courage to say it again." ”

When Wang Kaiyuan saw this face, he naturally didn't dare to say anything, and slowly closed his mouth.

"Who else has bitter water to pour? even if they all say it?" Cao Haiyun was not angry, with a grinning face, his eyes looked at everyone one after another.

The soldiers suddenly came to their senses, and began to complain one by one, they really couldn't eat enough, and they were still angry, and the money had not been received for a long time, and the parents at home were looking forward to buying food with that bit of silver, so could they urge them to go up.

Everyone is telling the truth. Since the war broke out in the Lingzhou Mansion in the southwest, the southwest military camp has been dragging on for a long time to not meet the enemy to start the war, so it has been boiling in the same place, and it has been boiled up, and all kinds of abnormalities have begun to appear, deducting military salaries, the food is getting worse and worse, the soldiers have begun to feel homesick, the army is disheartened, and they are uneasy, and they don't know what the future will be.

There are those aspiring soldiers who quietly complained in their hearts: instead of spending day and night like this, it is better to let everyone go to the front, have a good fight with the Moro thieves, vent the guilt in their chests, and make war exploits for the country and the family, and it is not in vain to be a soldier.

Everyone came from different parts of the country, and a considerable number of them came from the bitter cold Ling, Qing, and Liang prefectures. Now I heard that most of the ground in Lingzhou Mansion has fallen, Liangzhou and Qingzhou are in danger, and the guards and soldiers of the southwest pass are experiencing a fierce battle of life and death there, isolated and helpless.

In the face of such bad news, as men, they were eating military food in the army, and their hearts were naturally more anxious than ordinary people, and they had long hoped that the general would give an order, and everyone would rush to the battlefield to increase the strength of the soldiers in the southwest pass.

However, according to the grapevine, it is said that the upper echelons of the southwest military camp are cowering and have no heart to fight at all, on the contrary, everyone sings and dances every day, wine and meat are like forests, and the camp tent in Dumen has long become a place of drunken gold fans.

It's really a few deaths and lives of the warrior army, and the beauties are still singing and dancing.

These days, the anger and grievances in everyone's hearts are really accumulating.

Coupled with the getting worse and worse treatment, the life of some soldiers is really miserable.

"Okay-" Cao Haiyun listened to everyone's gossip and complained, with a sarcastic smile on his face, "It's all good ideas." I will also adjust it to you soon, no, General Qin's order has come down, and he will immediately prepare to pull out and go to Wushengguan to meet the Moro Army, according to the traditional wartime rules of our army, we need to break the usual structure and reorganize the ranks. ”

Regrouping? That's really going to be a war.

The chiefs, centurions, and thousand-commanders spread the news, and suddenly the entire southwest camp was boiling.

Cao Haiyun looked at his group of soldiers, his eyes flashed, and everyone was very nervous, how would they divide it? The result was very suspenseful. This is because, according to the operational traditions of the past, when the conventional structure was disrupted before the war and the wartime reorganization was carried out, it was always necessary to reorganize the troops according to their performance in peacetime and their combat capabilities after entering the battlefield. Those who are young and strong, have good combat ability, and have a skill are all grouped together, and those who are old, weak, sick, and disabled who may be holding back are to be organized separately. As a sergeant, what everyone values most is this moment, if you are assigned to a team that is a little worse, won't you be considered incompetent, and you can only help everyone transport grain and grass in the back, cook and feed the horses, and do chores, which has nothing to do with combat meritorious service.

"You, you, you, and you, get out of the queue, stand here-" Cao Shichang's fingers pointed, Wang Dapeng and Wang Kaiyuan were among them.

Wang Dapeng was very happy, and secretly smiled at Wang Kaiyuan: "Brother, I am separated from you, we can go to the battlefield, I will definitely make great contributions and win glory for my father and mother." ”

Wang Kaiyuan was also surprised, he was selected because he knew that he had good arm strength and often knocked down opponents in training.

Wang Dapeng was chosen, which is a bit abnormal. Wang Dapeng is too young, his body is thin, his physical strength is small, and his timidity is small, he secretly cries his nose at every turn, he just watched this child crying and pitiful, so he recognized this young man with the same surname as a brother, and usually took care of him more if he could.

Usually Wang Dapeng and Wang Kaiyuan are knitted together, which is understandable. Now that they're together, it's hard to understand. If it is said that they belong to the first battle, then Wang Kaiyuan is completely deserved, and Wang Dapeng's young man has no reason to be next to Wang Kaiyuan. If Wang Dapeng is not in the ranks, then Wang Kaiyuan has no reason to belong to the same camp next to Wang Dapeng.

So, what are the criteria for assigning a long term?

Wang Kaiyuan quietly looked around, and gradually, he saw a little eyebrow.

"These bastards!" he scolded in a low voice.

On the training ground, hundreds of thousands of troops moved like ants, and it took half a day to finally complete the pre-war arrangement.

The cavalry, infantry, crossbowmen, baggagemen, and men were all divided into two teams.

"The one on the left will take the lead, you are all soldiers who are strong, experienced, and capable of fighting! The herald shouted as he walked.

"Ah, we are on the left, then we are strong and experienced and can go to the battlefield first!" Wang Dapeng was happy, shouting on tiptoe, he was very happy.

Wang Kaiyuan pulled him, "Don't be too happy too early - you are a stupid boy who has been sold and helped to count the money." ”

Wang Dapeng was surprised, "Why do you say that? Didn't we all look forward to going to the battlefield a long time ago? Why are you unhappy that you have been chosen? I am most afraid that I will not be able to go to the battlefield with you, but now we are together!"

"Open your eyes and see, do the people who are assigned to the front have a common place?"

Wang Dapeng really looked around, looked around, and then suddenly came back to his senses, and he himself felt that things were not very good: "Brother, why are all the old armor soldiers preparing to fight in the front? What are they going to do?"

Wang Kaiyuan's eyes were worried: "It definitely won't be a good intention." You see, the ten ** drawn out are the soldiers who followed Bai Shuai or had some relationship with Bai Shuai's troops, everyone is like me, they are veterans, and they have nothing to do with Bai Shuai, but like you, there is no way to sign up for the army, and they have not been incorporated into the B Chou team, and they have become children who are not welcomed by anyone. ”

Even if Wang Dapeng is young, he has endured hardships in the military camp in the past few years, and naturally knows the difference between Jiazi soldiers and B ugly soldiers, and the different treatment they receive.

"Then what do you mean by putting all the armor soldiers together?"

Wang Kaiyuan pursed his lips and sneered: "Obviously, let's take the lead and be cannon fodder - anyway, if you don't have a mother, no one will hurt if you die." ”

Wang Dapeng shuddered: "Brother, I don't want to die." ”

"What are you yelling about—don't make a noise!" Cao Shi came over and scolded head-on.

Wang Dapeng shrank his neck in fright.

"Don't be afraid. Wang Kaiyuan pulled him, "Stand up straight, we don't belong to him now, he is no longer our chief." And he's certainly not going to be in the same camp as us. ”

Wang Dapeng looked up, and sure enough, Cao Shichang walked over after scolding and stood opposite.

Wang Kaiyuan's eyes were like torches, and he glanced at the faces opposite, "See, those teams are all masters who have bullied us, and now they want to hide behind us, watching us rush forward to charge, and they, as long as they wait behind, not only will their lives be worry-free, maybe, the military merits we exchanged for our lives will be taken away by them in the end." ”

Wang Dapeng was so angry that he was gearing up, "Is there really such a thing? Isn't it too unfair?"

Wang Kaiyuan looked at this child, after all, he was a child, he was naïve everywhere, and he had no insight into the state of the world and the ugliness of the people in the world.

He replied with a dark face: "Let's see, I hope it's just me talking nonsense." ”

The new leader of the ranks was quickly identified, and they began to direct the formation of the new troops.

Since the invasion of the Moro Kingdom, the sky above the southwestern military camp, which had been silent, finally sounded the screams of training and killing.