After everyone had a simple meal, Ren Yi sent a few reckless men back to the camp, leaving Guo Fengxiao and Lu Lingju alone.

Lu Lingju frowned and said, "Brother Zijian, why do you have to be my brother's enemy?" Is there a knot that can't be solved? ”

"Lingling," Ren Yi said solemnly, "You should know very well what kind of person your brother is. ”

"Your brother is not only a rare warrior in the world," Ren Yi continued, "more importantly, your brother is also an ambitious man. ”

"At this point, I believe that Ling'er, you will not fail to see the change in your brother."

"Also, Ling'er, persuade my mother, Ah Weng, to let go of the obsession in her heart, you understand the difficulties better than me."

"My Ah Weng Mother is just one of many ordinary people, her temper is as stubborn as a ploughing ox, not to mention, your brother, Lu Bu, Lu Fengxian, is one of the top people in the world's martial arts, and he is in a high position in the state master book, Ling'er, if you are Lu Fengxian, will you compromise with me?"

Lu Lingju understood, but he still had a bitter face.

"Okay Ling'er," Ren Yi comforted, "This is a world of great contention, and as men with eyebrows, we can't help ourselves in many things. ”

Ren Yi continued, "I won't let you make a move on your brother. Your brother, I, Ren Zijian, will teach him the essence of using soldiers. ”

Lu Lingju said: "Brother Zijian, I just don't feel happy. ”

Lu Lingju continued: "One is my brother Zijian, who I love deeply, and the other is my brother who loves me. ”

"Although my brother has become less pure than before, my brother's love for me has not diminished in the slightest."

"How I hope you don't fight! No matter which party is injured or falls, Ling'er has nothing to love. ”

Ren Yi said: "One mountain does not tolerate two tigers. Your brother's temperament can't be the last laugh. Ling'er, don't worry, your brother will be conquered by me. ”

Lu Lingju burst into tears and laughed: "You just brag about it, Brother Zijian." ”

"Okay," Ren Yi spread out a piece of hemp paper and said, "Next, what do you think about this recruitment order?" ”

Guo Jia smiled slyly and said, "The lord must already have an idea, right?" ”

"Not bad." Then Ren Yi wrote with a pen:

"The horse is decorated with a golden bun, and it gallops northwest in a row."

"By asking whose family it is, and the state is a good man."

"When you are young, you go to the countryside and raise your voice in the desert."

"In the past, Bingliang bowed, and there was no difference in the loss."

"The one who controls the string to break the left, and the right sends the moon branch."

"Raise your head to catch the flying horse, and lean over to scatter the horse's hooves."

"Cunning than apes, brave as leopards."

"There are many police emergencies in the border cities, and the number of captives and cavalry has migrated."

"The feather is coming from the north, and the horse climbs the embankment."

"Drive the Huns for a long time, and look at Ling Xianbei on the left."

"Abandon the edge of the blade, and take your life?"

"Parents don't care, what a son and wife!"

"Famous and strong men, no selfishness."

"Donating your life to go to the country, seeing death as if you were going home!"

Bang bang bang. Guo Jia's applause was endless: "Good, good, good!" ”

Guo Jia took a sip of wine and continued: "By asking who is the son, and the state is a good man; cunning than apes, brave as leopards; drove the Huns for a long time, and Gu Ling Xianbei on the left; Donate your life to go to the country, and see death as if you were going home! ”

"Zijian, what you wrote is magnificent, and it is the best in ancient and modern times! Jia believes that countless good men with ambitions and difficult rewards will be with Zijian. ”

Lu Lingju stared at Ren Yi directly at this time, his eyes were full of little stars.

"Okay," Ren Yi said, "This recruitment order, that's it." Keri, put up this recruitment order, and publicized it widely. ”

This recruitment order was very conspicuously posted at the door of the barracks, which still looked a little tattered. And the five hundred villagers brought by Ren Yi from his hometown have already dressed up as homeless people and flocked to Ren Yi's slightly dilapidated military camp in batches.

Recruitment is well underway. Xiang Yong and the fierce generals, seeing such a domineering recruitment poem written by this boss, all admired the five-body throw to the ground, and admired their boss even more.

The villagers worked in groups of ten and soon built fifty simple barracks with firewood, grass and linen.

Just when everyone thought that no one would come again and was about to withdraw the recruitment order, a young man asked to see Ren Yi.

Ren Yi, in line with the principle of not letting go of a potential talent, personally went out of the camp to greet the young man.

It was a boy who looked about his age. Eight feet tall, although his hair was unkempt, he still couldn't suppress it, the young man's sharp and bloodthirsty gaze.

The young man's body was covered with more than ten wounds, some of which had scabbed, and some were still dripping blood, but the young man didn't seem to notice it at all, as if the injured person was not himself.

The young man slowly raised his head, his face was like purple jade, his eyes were like stars, and he stared at Ren Yi directly, without the slightest dodge in his eyes.

The young man's hand was tightly held with an iron war knife, this war knife was bloodstained, but most of the knife surface was contaminated with blood stains, it was obvious that this young man had experienced a hundred battles.

The jujube red horse on the side snorted, seemingly a fan of his master.

"The strong man is injured," Ren Yi said, "Let's go into the tent and talk." ”

The young man nodded, didn't say anything, and followed Ren Yi into the camp. Ren Yi also called a villager who was good at treating trauma, and the young man's horse was also led to a manger by another fellow warrior.