"Huo Chang, do you have anything to eat today?" Na Luo Hun squinted his eyes and looked at He Mulan, who had been blowing for a long time and couldn't even make a fire, and said with a cold face: "There is a ready-made fire pond that can't be built, and if you want to go out to march, how can you bury the pot and cook?"

'I've lived two lives, no, three lives, and I've never cooked......

He Mulan misses the days when Yuan and Fang cooked at home.

Discouraged, she brought the blowpipe in her hand and shouted:

"Shan Zhiqi! Edan Zhiqi! "

Before the fire was lit, it was placed outside, and the fire pit in the camp tent was to put the red-hot firewood into it to warm the camp tent.

But in winter, meals are easy to get cold, so most of the fire chiefs in the army use the cooking stove in the house early in the morning to make meals, and then bring them to the tent and put them in the fire pit to warm them, and both meals are eaten like this.

By the way, the army only mentions mercury food and evening food, and if you want to eat more, you have to go to the room to change it yourself.

Arman Zhiqi in the camp heard the cry of the fire chief and ran out, and when he saw the appearance of Hemulan's face covered with soot, he was immediately happy:

"Fire Chief, how did you get this?"

"Teach me how to make a fire and cook!"

He Mulan was almost depressed by Na Luo Hun's eyes, and immediately asked for help from outside.

"Huh? Hasn't the fire risen yet? It's been half an hour...... Ahhh......h......h

Ah Dan Zhiqi squatted on the □ and skillfully pulled out half of the firewood." If it is too solid, it will not be able to make a fire, and the blowpipe cannot reach in to blow, so it must be ...... from below."

Edan Zhiqi fiddled around a few times at random, pointed out the tricks of Hemulan, and then lit the fire.

When the fire was lit, Edan Zhiqi moved the burned fire to the golden watch, and then put it into the fire pit in the camp tent, and turned to ask He Mulan:

"The fire is long, where is the porridge and rice and Hu cakes that have been cooked?"

"Huh? Yes? Yes! He Mullan immediately put away the admiration on his face and grabbed his hand. Let's go, I haven't even gone to the room, and I've lit a fire in the morning! "

"But there's still an hour to practice!"

"It's okay, I'm sure you've done a good job in an hour!"

He Mulan tugged at Edan Zhiqi's sleeve and strode towards the room.

"Why do you think that the fire chief is particularly familiar with this Ardan Zhiqi...... "Tuluo Daman rubbed his chin and hung his weapon on the wooden pillar, "That ghost killer, you are also from the wilderness?" Township in town?"

"Township."

"What's the last name?"

"I'm a slave-turned-military household, and I don't have a surname." The ghost slayer grinned, not ashamed of his origins.

"Slaves turned into military households, that killed a lot of Rouran people. Why are you still in the boot barracks?"

"I didn't follow my master, I was thrown out." Killing ghosts is a person with a strange personality, and Tuluo Daman is very straightforward, and he has no heart at all.

"Hey, you said that the one who slept next to the fire chief was the man who was rumored to be a man in the army?" Hu Lihun asked the recruit who had been in Heiyi earlier and had not been promoted, "You have been in the army for a long time, have you heard of this person?"

As soon as he saw the man move, his whole body was numb□□

"Ah, Di Ye Fei Di Beauty, the flower of the white camp, everyone says he is a woman, but if he is a woman, can he still stand so well? I heard that he has a □□ down there, and someone saw it when they peed together."

Pu Zhan shook his head, "He has a bad temper, he just kicked out a recruit's egg not long ago, don't mess with him."

"Where will I mess with him, I feel satisfied just by looking at him." Hu Lihun covered his nose and thought wildly." Ah, I don't know if she has a sister at home."

"I don't have a sister at home." Di Yefei's hoarse voice suddenly came from the door, and the people in the tent looked up, only to see Di Yefei, who was wearing only a single coat and half of his collar open, walked in from outside the tent.

He probably went out to ride a horse or practice martial arts, and his whole body was sweating, and the sweat on the top of his head was the most. Due to the cold weather in the camp of Montenegro, the sweat liquefied when it was cold, making him look like the pores on the top of his head and face were smoking, and the whole person seemed to have its own cloud and smoke effect, as if a fairy was bathing.

In addition, the fair face after exercise is "delicately red" (?) One piece, the Nasal cavity of Tuluo Daman and the others who were looking straight at him was hot, and even if they knew that he might be a man, they couldn't help but bend over.

me! Evil spirits!

How to spend this night!

Di Yefei walked to the tent, threw his shoes aside, and walked in barefoot. This is the rule set by Hemulan, the "fire chief", who must take off his shoes when entering the mat.

The camp tent is not like Montenegro City, there is a fire kang shop, because the Montenegrin camp is a real military camp, all the camp tents can be opened, so the sleep is on the ground. The sleeping side is called the mat, which is covered with thick leather cushions and mattresses, and is located far from the door, with a pillar and a fire pit in the center.

At the time of his first death, He Mulan had seen the Chinese soldiers on the mat in their shoes, and then roll around on the mat at night. Sometimes she can smell the smell of her feet on the pillow when she sleeps, or see the gray footprints on the quilt, and she doesn't know who stepped on it, so as soon as she becomes the head of the fire, she immediately sets the rules.

The Turat Barbarians and the Ghost Slayer, who wanted to resist, joined forces to fight with Hemulan, but ended in a fiasco. Na Luohun and Edan Zhiqi and Di Yefei don't care about it, and the two brothers Puzhan and Poussin know that if they wear shoes all day long in winter. [,！ The smell of sleeping on it was also inherited.

When Di Yefei came back from practicing martial arts, he went up to the mat and found a water bladder and raised it and groaned, the beauty swallowed with her head up, her neck was slender, and she made Tuluo roar and ran out.

"Where's the rice?" Di Yefei felt even more hungry after drinking the water, in the past, when he came back from the morning exercise in Baiying, he had already had food delivered, but now he saw that the fire pond was empty, and there was not even a single chestnut rice dregs in Diao Dou, and he was very displeased.

If the chief of the fire cannot feed the belly of the person who is on fire, what is the use of asking for it?

"Our fire is long, and he can't even make a fire...... "Hu Lihun sneered disdainfully: "I look, he is also a person who has never done any work at home, that is, he is powerful in martial arts, if he is good at human affection, he is not as good as the brother named Alan Zhiqi......"

From the moment a few of them came to the clerk's report, he had a blank face, and it was as if he had seen something terrible when he saw them. Even if he is the champion of the recruits, it is also a latecomer, whether it is the Platts brothers who have been in Heiichi for a few months, or he who has been promoted from other teams and the ghost slayer, they are all seniors, and he turned out to be good......

Damn, as soon as he came, he designated Di Yefei to sleep on his left, and Shan Zhiqi to sleep on his right!

Who does he think he is? Emperor? Still hugging left and right!

Accurate! Sorry!

Di Yefei was quite satisfied with this fire chief, he didn't move his hands and feet at night, and he didn't pretend to be stupid by lying down in his arms by sleeping. Sleep straight and upright at night, very honest.

It's just that the skin is too shallow, and when I wake up in the morning and see him, my face is red and embarrassed.

But he is also used to it, who taught him that when his mother was pregnant, he would be surprised if others didn't blush.

"As long as you have a lot of kung fu in your hands, there is always a time when you are hungry and full, and there is a stronger fire chief, and you die slower." Poussin, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly opened his mouth. Black One's recruits didn't stay for three months, they were either promoted to the regular army or died. Our brother made a mistake, otherwise he would have been promoted."

"Huh? What did you do wrong?" Hu Lihun asked curiously.

"We ...... Kill the wrong person." The two brothers did not want to say more, so they spoke no more.

While he was talking, He Mulan carried two large clay pots back into the fire, and Shan Zhiqi held a clay pot full of rice in his hand, and then entered the house.

"It's too late for Hu Cake today, eat some chestnut rice and drink some radish soup first. I'll go early tomorrow and do something for you." He Mulan was also surprised in the room, the cooking pot was bigger than her bath, and the meal for ten people could exhaust people to death.

She has already agreed with Shan Zhiqi, in the future, he will be the chef, she will only do it, if she really does it, this burning man will not want to eat on time in a few months.

"Ah, what else to eat? It's amazing." Hu Lihun pursed his lips.

Na Luohun looked at Arman Zhiqi, who had been laughing, and then at He Mulan, who had put the crockpot on the ground, and silently took out the bowl from the baggage and went to the basin to serve rice.

All of a sudden, all the people in the tent came together.

"Where's the Turro Man?" He Mulan looked at it, and among the nine people in the same fire, there was one less.

"I just yelled and went out."

Hu Lihun was also hungry, so he didn't have time to use a rice spoon, so he grabbed two handfuls and threw them into the bowl and took them aside to eat.

Na Luo Hun originally got the rice spoon before Di Yefei, Di Yefei came back from martial arts practice in the morning, and his stomach was grumbling, Na Luo Hun held the rice spoon, glanced at Di Yefei who was standing beside him, and suddenly turned the spoon in his hand and handed it to him: "You eat first."

Di Yefei was stunned, took the rice spoon, thanked him, and put the rice away.

Na Luo Hun turned his head reddish, pretending to see which crockpot had more soup.

He Mulan waited for everyone to serve the rice before they began to serve it, and just after two bites, the watery Tuluo Daman also got into the tent, and when he saw that the rice was coming, he didn't take the bowl, but directly reached out and grabbed the rice in the clay pot and put it in his mouth.

"Hey, Brother Turro, why are you so full of water?" Ah Dan Zhiqi didn't know what happened before, and looked at him strangely, "It's a cold day, be careful not to get the wind chill. I had a cold wind, and it dragged on for more than half a month, and I was really miserable."

"It's okay, watering clean."

The Turro man continued to gobble up unconcernedly.

He Mulan, the newcomer of the fire, ate too late, and before he had eaten a few bites, the drums of the drill in the right army sounded. Na Luo Hun scolded a damn sentence, dropped the bowl in his hand, put on the leather armor and immediately ran out.

Early in the morning, the practice is arrays and various formations, and the Great Wei is different from other countries, mainly cavalry, so the most important thing is equestrianism and cavalry archery.

Everyone in the army has a horse, and those who do not have a horse can only go to miscellaneous labor or hard labor, if the horse unfortunately dies on the battlefield, the army will also replenish the war horse, but the grain and grass will be deducted as compensation afterwards. It is because everyone cherishes their mounts, and they dare not slack off in their efforts.

The command system in the ancient army was chaotic, and even if the left and right armies were left, the command method was not necessarily the same. In addition to beating drums to fight, singing gold to collect troops, and shaking the flag to change the formation, the captain of every 100 people has a team flag, every 1,000 team captain has a corner flag, the main general of the cavalry has a tooth flag, the day battle has many flags, the night battle has many golden drums, how to sound the gold, how to sound the drums, how to move the flag, all have to learn little by little.

He Mulan just learned the Chinese army, and when he arrived at the right army, he found that the golden drum had not changed much, that is, the right army on the banner was actually varied, and he had to learn it from the beginning.

In fact, for the general to learn more formations and flags, as long as the soldier roughly understands a Xuanben, know how to run with the captain, the password and signal flag will keep changing, as long as you follow the right person, you probably won't go wrong

[,！ ]

Before He Mullan's death, he was in the Chinese army, and the Chinese army's flag moved little, because the Chinese army was all elite, and the order was like a person, just listen to the captain's roar.

There are many dead people in this right army, and there are many people who enter, and the endless practice of cavalry formations and military formations in the new barracks during the day, He Mulan has been instructed before, and the fire chief is also responsible for fighting with fire on the battlefield, all the flag orders and what has been the horizontal flag and the flag are erected, one drum and two drums are crazy, Rao is self-confessed to reading books for more than ten years is very good at rote memorization, and when he returns to the account after practice, he is also a brain of paste.

She took the paper from her bag and shook her head.

I still want to keep it for emergencies, but it didn't take long to think about it, so I had to use the toilet to solve it.

Fortunately, she went out with a toilet chip, otherwise I really don't know what to do.

Seeing that He Mullan took out the paper from his baggage, most of the people in the tent couldn't help but glance straight in the direction of He Mullan.

I saw her take out coarse paper, brushes, and ink cartridges, sit down behind the desk, and write on the paper while chattering:

"Advance horizontally, feint vertically, shake three vertically...... What are you doing?"

"Shake three vertically, there is fraud ahead, you should stay put."

The two brothers stayed in the black camp for the longest time and immediately answered.

"Ah, yes, thank you!"

He Mulan's eyes lit up, and he immediately wrote down the words of thanks.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and when she writes down everything she said during the day, and reads it a few more times at night, she will be familiar with it. The new barracks really came well, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to see the flag, if the centurion died, wouldn't she just look at the flag of the commander and be stupid?

Bah, no one will die!

He Mulan wrote and painted seriously, and the voice of the ghost killer suddenly came.

"Fire chief, can you write? Aren't you a Xianbei person?"

"Ah, my grandmother is Han, and my grandfather can also write a little word, and I can't do it, so I can write the words used in school."

As soon as He Mulan said this, except for Na Luo Hun in the tent, everyone showed complicated expressions.

The Xianbei people have a language but no writing, and the Han people do not teach the Han people the writing lightly. Ordinary military households have money, and the money is not enough to find famous teachers to buy weapons, where is the spare money to find a gentleman to learn to write!

Even if they are Han Chinese, there are not many people who can write, let alone Xianbei people.

It was because many Xianbei people died on the battlefield, and they couldn't even leave a word. Even if there is no one next to you when you die, you don't know how to write a blood book.

In this illiterate land, the right army that relies on the roar of communication can read and write, which is a great skill.

"That Huo Chang, I'll bring a letter to my grandmother at home when I go back, you can write it for me, and I'll buy you paper." Tuluo Daman estimated that he and He Mulan were the most familiar in the whole account, and asked for it shamelessly: "If you usually send anything, I will also do it."

"Okay."

He Mulan knew that the Xianbei people were generally illiterate, so he nodded and agreed.

"You just give me the paper."

"And me." Edan Zhiqi's eyes were eager. I have a wife and children at home, if you can, I hope you can write a few letters for me, and if you meet a team to go to Wuchuan, just ask someone to send it."

There are also caravans in Montenegro, and if you pay a little money and food, and when the letter arrives home, there is another reward, and everyone is willing to send the letter for them, which can be regarded as a livelihood.

"Okay."

At this moment, the discussion in the tent was suddenly hot, and even Di Yefei, who was the coldest, couldn't help but come over and ask He Mulan if he could write a letter for him in a few days.

'Knowledge is power!' Knowledge is the primary productive force! ’

He Mulan, who didn't know that the good feeling could be brushed so easily, agreed to this, and responded to that, and suddenly felt that he was very sought after and a little flattered.

Especially Di Yefei.

When she was young, Di Ye Feimei was simply thrilling, the red lips were not self-pointed, opening and closing next to her, even if she was a woman, she felt very hot.

Don't you see, these Tonghuo who were originally around her to write a letter looked at him dumbfounded all of a sudden?

It's over, won't you have to defend Di Yefei against the same fire at night in the future? Shan Zhiqi, look at it! You've got a wife!

He Mulan memorized the contents of the day, put away the paper and pen, and heard the sound of knocking outside for one or three quarters, and knew that it was about to be the second watch for the night. When she saw that her fellow tents were looking for pots and cloths, and that she was looking for cloths, she immediately said, "I'll go out for a while," and got out of the tent.

In ancient times, there were public toilets in the barracks, which were dug in a very long deep pit with dung cellars underneath. This place is far away from the water source and the place where the grain is stored, and it is also a certain distance from the barracks, and there are special people to clean and clean, most of them are hard labor.

But men, most people understand, who wants to run to the "public toilet" to go to the toilet in the winter, most of the time to find a corner at night, and solve the problem casually. If it is big, it is generally found in a place with soil and buried after it is finished, but if it is not buried, it will be beaten violently if it is caught.

In her previous life, Mulan relied on men's laziness to avoid the embarrassment of going to the toilet many times, of course, there are times when she can't avoid it, such as now......

He Mullan boasted that he was far away from his tent, and he was looking for a relatively remote corner, which was easily sheltered on all sides.

As soon as she finished unbuttoning her pants and squatting on the □, she saw Na Luo Hun's figure come out from behind.

"He's sneaky in the middle of the night...... Uh......"

Na Luo Hun looked embarrassedly at He Mulan, who was squatting on the ground, unbuttoning his pants, and looking sluggish.

". [,！ Fire chief? Uh, so you're going to make it convenient......"

Na Luo Hun didn't think much about it, and no one would keep an eye on the big one, so he took a few steps back, turned his head and left.

He Mulan just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was good that he couldn't see clearly at night, and there were fat trouser folds covering it, and Na Luo Hun went around again.

"I also suddenly have some urgency to urinate, and I ...... shelter here"

Na Luo Hun nodded to He Mulan, who was squatting on the ground, as a gesture, and began to untie his trouser belt with his back to her direction.

Ancient obscene pants are different from modern underwear, He Mulan saw two big white buttocks, thinking that he didn't know if he had seen it, and he was about to go crazy.

'Although Lao Tzu can't beat you, it's okay to block your heart! "

After a sound of water came out, Na Luo shook a few times and swaggered away.

"Ahh

He Mullan was suffocated and constipated.

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