"My name is Han Xin, a native of Huaiyin, Donghai County, and I am here on the orders of the commander of Sosu."

In a corner of the left camp in Wuchang, Han Xin, who was promoted by Xiao He to "Shi Chang", saw the ten soldiers assigned to him.

Most of these soldiers are from Nanjun and Hengshan County, and they belong to Western Chu and Southern Chu geographically, but Han Xin is full of Eastern Chu accents, which makes them feel strange and strange, but they are still Nene, and they each reported their own names, most of them are people without clans, but the Wu Chang in it is named "Zhu Man".

Zhu Soap looked Han Xin up and down with a pair of triangular eyes, and saw that he was tall and looked heroic in a standard armor, but on the top of his head, he had no curtain or crown, not even a right bun, but a left......

He burst out laughing, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"What's the chief, don't you have a title?"

Han Xin knew that this was his biggest weakness, but it was a big sin to pretend to be a lord in the army, so he nodded: "None." ”

"How can a soldier without a knight be a chief?"

Zhu Soap suddenly became proud, thanks to the blessing of his father who died in the battle to destroy Chu, he was also a "public soldier".

Han Xin didn't panic at all, and said with a smile: "In our Donghai County, as well as this Hengshan County, not to mention the chief, there are not a few Shiwu who are the chiefs, why is it strange?" ”

Those who are officials must have knights, this is a rule in the past, but with the unification of the Qin Dynasty in the world, the six countries and regions, there are not a few lords to find at all, but there must be a tun chief and even the chief who escorts the soldiers to serve in the army, so the policy is relaxed, and those who are less than 100 chiefs can also temporarily act as a knight.

Na Zhu Soap muttered, "It's not like this in our Nanjun. ”

When mentioning Nanjun, he has a show off on his face, who doesn't know that Chang Nanhou, the general of the Southern Expedition, is a native of Nanjun, a son of Nanjun, which is equivalent to a descendant in the army, and he is superior wherever he goes! So he didn't look down on this airborne director at all.

But there is no way, their thousand people are under the jurisdiction of Xiao He, the commander of Sosu, and they will definitely install some cronies, and any cat or dog can be officials.

Han Xin didn't want to worry more about Zhu Soap, and said: "No matter what, the appointment has been made, and I hope that the second and third sons can obey their fate!" ”

His face was majestic, even though Zhu Soap still wanted to find fault, he finally shrank his head and could only scold him behind his back.

Four months ago, Han Xin definitely didn't have so confidence in speaking.

At the beginning of January, after leaving his hometown of Huaiyin, which brought him countless white eyes, Han Xin followed Xiao He by boat, went south along the ditch, passed through Huiji and Yuzhang, and came to Wuchang Ying.

Along the way, Han Xin, who had never stepped out of his home, gained knowledge, and Xiao He walked through the important arterial roads and waterways in the entire Nanchu region, learned about the situation of granaries in various places, and also stopped at countless barracks.

But there has never been a military camp, and the Wuchang camp has brought him a great shock.

The first is the scale, there are 20,000 soldiers gathered here, another 20,000 people, the camp is three or four times larger than the county seat of Huaiyin, and it is well planned.

The second is the spiritual energy, the soldiers of Huiji and Yuzhang have been working hard for a long time, and they have lost their sharpness, and there are more front-line injuries that are constantly being sent back, and they all have empty eyes, as if they have just escaped from the ghosts.

But the Wuchang battalion is different, it is full of this vitality, especially the Nanjun soldiers, the slogan shouted very loudly during the training, and the sound shook all over the field, and the whole camp could hear it.

In addition, when Han Xin first arrived, it happened that the "Common Sense" written by Chang Nanhou was delivered, hundreds of copies were printed, and sent to each battalion, so that Bai Chang and Tun Chang could teach soldiers and soldiers to learn, and promulgated Han Xin's unheard of new rules in the art of war sent to him by the mysterious old man: for example, the feces in the army were uniformly disposed of, and suspicious raw water was not allowed to be drunk during the station......

But while walking in the camp, Han Xin also noticed something.

For example, when the tun commanders preached "Common Sense", they would especially emphasize that this was because the Marquis of Changnan loved the soldiers like a child, and he also thought of the illness and pain of the party in the counties and townships, so he made it, and the implication was to ask the soldiers to be grateful to the Marquis of Changnan.

The soldiers of Nanjun also regarded themselves as the descendants of the Marquis of Changnan, superior to others, and regarded the soldiers of other counties as miscellaneous cards.

Han Xin thought about it and reported these things to Xiao He, but Xiao He said after groaning: "This is not something you should care about!" ”

Perhaps thinking that Han Xin was too idle, Xiao He, as the head of logistics of the army, also arranged an errand for him: as the commander, he took ten soldiers and supervised the work of a hundred widowers.

Han was slightly disappointed in his confidence, but he also knew that in the Qin army, there was no overnight success, the prime minister must start from the state department, and the fierce general must be sent from the army.

"The Marquis of Changnan also started from Shi Chang back then, and finally established a reputation and was able to lead hundreds of thousands of troops."

Han Xin could only comfort himself like this, although he couldn't catch up with the wave like Qin's annihilation of the Six Kingdoms, Han Xin always felt that this world would never be too peaceful, and he would have a chance to perform sooner or later.

Fortunately, it was late April at this time, and the land had been planted, so Han Xin and his family did not have to plough the ridges all day, but only needed to go to the nearby woodland to cut firewood for the daily needs of the army - 40,000 people had two meals a day, but they had to burn a lot of firewood.

But for the ancients who had to make a fire twice a day to make rice, it only took half a moment to boil a pot of water with the residual temperature of the stove, and they had to use this as an excuse to drink raw water.

This logging job may seem simple, but it is not easy.

Han Xin needed to get up early in the morning, take people to the arsenal to get dozens of copper and iron axes, and then leave the camp to gather the people at the edge of the woodland and distribute the tools.

During the work, you must always be vigilant, in case this group of people carry axes to make trouble, or escape into the forest, they must be caught immediately, if one or two people are let go, Han Xin will be unlucky.

In the evening, the axes had to be taken back one by one, a handful could not be missing, and if there was any defect or damage, it should be reported to the arsenal officials immediately, if the report was not timely, the responsibility should still be borne by Han Xin.

Han Xin didn't dare to relax at all, fortunately, he had a talent for organizing large-scale activities, and on the way here, Han Xin, who was withdrawn by nature, was patient, tried his best to talk to Pao Ze, and knew who was honest, who was cunning, and who was reliable.

After arriving at the place, arrange for the soldiers to be divided into five groups, standing separately, being able to take care of every corner, and being able to see each other, and in case of an accident, they can rush to help.

Han Xin himself, standing on a hill overlooking the entire forest farm, his eyes vigilant, his eyes constantly jumping on the conscripts and soldiers.

The axe rises and falls, the sound of knocking is endless, and it is accompanied by the sound of birds.

Han Xin couldn't help but think of the old man who taught him the art of war, sometimes, when he was fishing by the Huaishui, he would sing a song behind him.

"Timber dingding, birdsong. From the valley, move to the tree. Hum his voice, ask his friends to ......"

Why do birds chirp? It's just for the sake of knowledge.

The old man's singing voice was full of loneliness, Han Xin didn't understand it at the time, and then he suddenly realized: probably because he had never met a confidant in his life, he had no strategy in his belly, and there was no stage to sway.

In contrast, Han Xin felt that he was lucky, although he suffered a great humiliation in his hometown, he also met a soulmate because of it.

Xiao He is his bosom friend, and Han Xin will remember this kindness for a lifetime.

But Xiao He is not Han Xin's sycamore wood, because he also lives under people and can't be the master.

"When will I be able to make a splash and stand out?"

After sighing, Han Xin decided to do what was in front of him first, and this woodland had become the first battlefield of the soldiers......

He knew very well that he needed to be sharp in Xiao He's small pocket in order to enter a bigger pocket.

Chang Nam Hou's pocket!

At this time, he found that Wu Chang Zhu Soap was sitting under the tree chatting with people, and his eyes did not look at the surrounding widows at all.

Han Xin frowned, but thinking that he had just arrived, he still held back, just made adjustments, and went over to stare at it.

Fortunately, the food in the Wuchang camp was relatively good, and Heifu's promise of "never going south before winter" also made people feel at ease, and there was no forced labor to escape today.

Time passed quickly, the whole day passed like this, seeing that the sun was approaching, and it was time for the evening eclipse, Han Xin asked the soldiers to gather the widowers, move the last batch of firewood outside the camp, and then gather everyone to eat.

The hot rice was served in large wooden barrels, served by soldiers in charge of food, and there were also cold white boils placed in clay pots, and I heard that dozens of earthen stoves in the camp kept boiling water all night long.

Although Han Xin was hungry, he still let the soldiers and people eat first, and after everyone served it, he wiped his sweat, rinsed his hands covered with mud, broke two thin wooden sticks, and prepared to sit down and eat.

But at this time, Wu Chang Zhu Soap, who had just come back and was gossiping with people in the next door, and kept glancing at Han Xin during the period, came back.

Zhu Soap looked at Han Xin, there was a joke in his eyes, and he said loudly in front of hundreds of people:

"Han Xin, I heard people say that when you were in Donghai County, you were poor and had no work, and you used to ask for food everywhere, and you even drilled people's crotches for a bite to eat! Really? ”