It was late at night, and there was a sultry humidity in the air, a restlessness that did not belong to autumn. In the camp of the Shenwu Army, there was only the "instigation" sound of the patrol soldiers when their armor shook.

A white camp tent, this is Li Chen's camp. Through the dim light, I could vaguely see two figures in the room pushing cups and changing lamps.

"Deputy Marshal, do you like Sister Yue?" Wang Li muttered as he stuffed the mutton into his mouth.

"Am I acting obviously?" Li Chen asked.

"It's not me saying it, this whole camp doesn't know except herself, even Lao Guo Tou can see it." Wang Li said.

Lao Guo Tou is the clerk of the battalion, and the soldiers in the battalion will go to him when they write letters to their families. This old pot head is the oldest soldier in the entire battalion, and it is said that he has experienced three generations of King Qin. In the last battle of Qin's annihilation of Qi, Lao Guo Tou's right eye was hit by an arrow and he couldn't go to the battlefield.

He had an arrow wound in his right eye, and his left eye was a little faint because of his age. Every time I help someone write a letter to their family, I always have to explore it for a long time.

"No matter, I think you have a chance." Wang Li continued.

"How?" Li Chen said with some puzzlement.

"You know, His Majesty has always raised him as a boy. Can you imagine what a girl without a childhood will be distorted into when she grows up? ”

Wang Li said, looking like you are still very young.

"Say it quickly, three jars of good wine." Li Chen said. Although the Ba family has now begun to sell distilled liquor to the aristocratic class of Daqin, the best distilled liquor in the entire Daqin is naturally in the hands of Li Chen, the boss.

"Five altars."

"Deal." The two trade the secrets of Winyue.

"She's quite willing to be close to you, you say Sister Yue, it's pretty good just by looking at her appearance. It's not like no one chased her before, let alone you like this, you can't get a little closer to her. Not to mention far away, there are two castrations and three castrations this year. Wang Li whispered.

"What are you talking about?" Just as the two were muttering, the Lord arrived.

"I'm asking the lieutenant how to tame this group of recruits like wolf cubs." Wang Li said seriously.

"yes, we're down to business." Li Chen smiled humbly.

"You say that if we practice like this all day long, will it be effective, but we have changed Daqin's military system in a mess, if it doesn't work, it's not easy for my father to explain." Ying Yue fiddled with the whip in her hand and said.

"Not to mention anything else, if our equipment is in place, every soldier will be able to fight one enemy and three enemies." Li Chen has seen the training in the past few days, and it has brought them reborn changes in just a few days.

"Deputy marshal, what kind of surprise inspection did you mentioned last time, or let's do it once." Wang Li proposed.

"Okay."

"One time." It didn't take long for the three energetic people to make a decision.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

Wang Li brandished the drumstick, and the head of the mallet smashed into the drum like hail. Seven drums sounded, this is the sound of the school yard assembly.

On the school ground, Li Chen took out an incense burner, and the incense burner was inserted with half of the main incense.

"Uh-huh, what's the sound." A soldier who had slept lightly was thrilled by the sound of drums, when suddenly a spirited spirit sat up from the Chase bunk.

"Get up quickly, assemble."

"Get up quickly, assemble."

The former soldier woke up the people in them one by one.

"Where's my boots?"

"My armor?"

"Hey, little Lao Liu, you wore the wrong boots, this is yours."

"Who took my Neesugi away." A soldier who likes to sleep naked, holding a quilt to block his body.

"Hurry up, it must be King Li Yan who is tossing people again, hurry up, otherwise you will be beaten."

The whole camp became scrambling with the sound of drums.

"Kick, kick, kick."

When the incense was about to burn out, the soldiers gathered in the school yard one after another.

Looking at this group of soldiers who didn't lift their pants well, their outer armor was randomly criticized on their bodies, and they were standing crookedly, Li Chen seemed to have returned to the time of military training back then.

"Tidy up the military appearance." Li Chen shouted. Then he paused for a hundred and ten breaths and continued to shout.

"Line up."

"Count."

"All the members of the battalion are here."

"The second battalion is full of people."

"All members of the three battalions are due."

………………

"Seven Battalions ......"

"Report to the deputy marshal, all but the seventh battalion is available." Wang Li shouted, and the whole person was like the black dragon flagpole of Great Qin, standing straight.

"What's going on with the Seventh Battalion." Li Chen asked.

"Deputy of the Seventh Battalion, out of the ranks, answer." Wang Li commanded.

"Report to the deputy marshal, the battalion commander Ying'er Dragon occasionally feels cold, and it is inconvenient to come for the time being." The deputy of the seventh battalion said with a dodgy gaze.

"You're sure." Li Chen could see that there was a ghost in this matter.

"Sure, I feel a chill." The deputy of the seventh battalion replied.

"Let's go, let's see, you go too." Li Chen said to the deputy of the seventh battalion.

"Win surname, what person, your relative." On the way there, Li Chen asked Ying Yue.

"Chang'an Jun won Chengjiao's son, the second ancestor." Ying Yue said disdainfully.

Chang'an Jun Ying Chengjiao is the half-brother of the first emperor Ying Zheng and is enshrined as Chang'an Jun. This goods and the first emperor are a little bit unlike, when he led the army to destroy Zhao, he once raised troops in Chen to oppose the first emperor.

It's a pity that the heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper. Obviously, he has the heart to rebel, but he really has no ability to rebel. It didn't even make a splash before it was extinguished. The first emperor was a generous man, did not kill him, and kept him in captivity in Xianyang.

This Ying Erlong is his son, his father is Jiao, and his son is Jackie Chan, obviously this Ying Chengjiao has high expectations for his son.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh."

Before he left the tent, he heard a delightful voice in his ears.

"Is this the sound of the occasional wind chill?" Li Chen asked the deputy of the seventh battalion in an unkind tone.

"Maybe, maybe, it's the sound of a cough." The deputy of the seventh battalion stammered.

"Wang Li."

"Yes."

"Pull it out, a hundred rods."

"Isn't it fifty rods, how is it a hundred?" Wang Li scratched his head and asked puzzled.

"Fifty to deceive the official staff, and fifty to insult Lao Tzu's IQ staff." Li Chen came out angrily.

"Win the ear dragon, you come out for me." Before Li Chen could speak, Ying Yue shouted at Li in the tent.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, a man with a stubble on his face came with a fishy smell.

"Sister Yue, Brother Wang Li, why are you two here?" Ying Erlong didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and pretended not to see Li Chen.

"I think you're not only deaf, you're blind. Didn't you hear the drums, didn't I see it when I stood here? This is a non-war period, and here I have the final say. "Li Chen is not good at stubble, so he is ignored like this, so he naturally wants to go back.

"Oh, Vice Marshal Li. Rare guest, rare guest, sitting in the house, alas, the house is not convenient, the doctor is helping me check my body. Ying Erlong said.

"Check the body, maybe this smell is the smell of soup." Ying Yue smelled the smell in the air and wrinkled her nose again.

"No, it smells of blood."