Pinch your fingers and count, it has been nearly three years since Zhao Ying started the army, and it is not long to say that it is long, but it is not short. Outsiders think that the white horse has passed through the gap, but insiders feel that it is three autumns a day. From the moment they entered the camp, every member of the Zhao camp was destined to struggle day and night.

Zhao Ying, who is in the whirlpool all the time, has naturally become the most cruel gladiatorial arena. People are often born in adversity. Those who hold on to it continue to grow, and those who can't hold on are annihilated in the middle of the road one after another.

Qin Jinxiao has persevered until now, even if he has not joined the Zhao camp as long as some of the elders in the camp, it is obvious that his transformation is by no means less than that of any of the insistors in the camp.

Just over six months ago, he was a die-hard conservative. Shi Zhouwei's barbaric and backward environment polished his bloody nature, and at the same time shaped his closed and xenophobic personality. He is only willing to lead his loyal soldiers to face danger, and refuses to communicate with all people except relatives, friends, and generals. Like a hedgehog, it seems to be sharp and inviolable on the outside, but it is full of softness and instability on the inside.

However, the unprecedented experiences since the beginning of this year have made him slowly change his concepts and views. At first, the transition was forced and even painful, and he had been anxious and panicking for weeks on end, but as time passed, his mind gradually calmed down. He found that it was not a good thing to open himself, and it seemed that it was not as scorching and dangerous as he had expected.

He began to reflect, reflecting on his previously closed heart and whether the troop management system could keep up with the speed of Zhao Ying's development. The most intuitive feeling is that after a big war, no matter how brave and fearless the loyal soldiers are, there will always be some losses, in this case, they can only choose to absorb some outsiders into the camp to fill the vacancies, otherwise it is foreseeable that these soldiers who have worked hard to bring out from the loyal road will eventually be gone.

First, Zhao Dangshi appointed staff officers and several low-level officers in his battalion, and then Qin Jinxiao himself began to take the initiative to adjust the structure of the troops. While adjusting, he is also constantly observing, for fear that his attempts will cause bad consequences. However, the truth told him that he was overly worried.

Just like Wei Yiqu of Ai Ai in front of him, he is an outsider he promoted from the ranks. Although Wei Yiqu is an outsider, he is as bold, righteous, and brave as a loyal passerby, and sometimes, Qin Jinxiao will not remember that Wei Yiqu is not his family or family at all. Peng Guang, who was born in Shi Zhouwei, was smiling and talking nonsense with Wei Yiqu, who was anxious and white-faced, and they couldn't see the slightest estrangement.

"Maybe I was really wrong." Qin Jinxiao lowered his head and meditated, wiping his right hand with a cloth and inadvertently slipped off the edge.

He came back to his senses, sighed melancholy, and in the afterglow, a pair of bast shoes stepped on the mud.

"Old Wei, what's the matter? Can't compete with Lao Peng, are you looking for me for help? Qin Jinxiao looked up at Wei Yiqu who was walking and quipped. This Wei Yiqu has a generous personality and has never seen a temper. He and Peng Guang sometimes talked about his stammering, and at most he reluctantly waved two punches into the sky to show intimidation.

"No, it's not." I don't know if it's because the quarrel with Peng Guang just now hasn't eased up, or the weather is too freezing, Wei Yiqu stumbled when he said both words at this time.

Qin Jinxiao saw that his face was serious, not like a joke, and keenly raised his head to look at the Fujiang River not far away. Several pontoon bridges have already been erected there, and soldiers from the battalion are constantly crossing the shore along the bridges.

"The red flag has been raised on the other side of the river, and it seems that it will be a few moments before a thousand people will be crossed." Wei Yiqu adjusted his breathing, and the words he was about to say in his mind went through the back path, but it was rare to do it in one go.

Qin Jinxiao agreed, and turned his head to Peng Guang, who was looking at the river: "Is there any news from the east?" ”

Peng Guangda strode up and replied: "Before a stick of incense, a scout just came, saying that General Han can come before dusk at the latest, and he wants to come soon." ”

Qin Jinxiao nodded, as soon as Han Gon's people came, this matter would be considered fine. His face was tense, he stuffed the rag to his waist, stood up with a sash between his right arm, and said resolutely: "Spread the word to the whole army, get ready, today's march is a big matter, and those who slack off will be punished heavily!" ”