Wei said excitedly: "Wei Ding lives up to the leader's trust. ”

The establishment of six departments is Yang Hao's early idea, although there are only three prototypes now, but as long as he slowly discovers the right talents, sooner or later a real centralized system will be established.

The spring is cold and the cold wind is biting.

Xia Qi, who is far away in the west of the Great Qi tribe, has not had a pleasant winter this winter.

Suppressing the rebellion of the Youhu clan made him the Son of Heaven above 10,000 people, but there were still many powerful tribes that did not really submit to him.

What made him even more angry was that a Fang country with decent strength was actually destroyed by a group of fugitive slaves.

Isn't this an international joke?

When he first heard the news, Xia Qi didn't believe that it was true at all, but someone from Xin Lai swore that he was convinced.

Xia Qi, who was speechless, scolded the three kingdoms up and down.

Xia Qi's anger made everyone tremble, and they didn't dare to anger this killing god at this time.

And the things that made Xia Qi lose face were far more than that, and Jiang Xiang, the minister he valued a lot, guessed that it was very likely that he was also killed by the force composed of fugitive slaves.

Xia Qi, who had just dominated the universe, felt that his face had been humiliated, but his anger did not affect his sanity.

Just like the patriarch of the Xin clan thought, Xia Qi also knew that although the Sanshu Kingdom was weak, it was also a force that should not be underestimated in the Fang Kingdom.

This fugitive slave organization was able to destroy the Three Provinces and occupy the city, and it was not a simple matter to destroy them in one go.

Moreover, from the envoy's narrative, the details of the defeat of the Sanshu Kingdom made Xia Qi a little jealous of the strength of this fugitive slave.

Such a method of ambush warfare, which he has led the army for so many years, can be described as unheard of.

From this, it can be seen that this new enemy must be a difficult opponent.

He has a keen sense of danger and must be eradicated from this force, otherwise as long as this slave force exists, there will be ten great troubles.

Although he was tempted to send a large army to exterminate this pesky fly, it was a very dangerous move to once again recruit troops from all tribes.

After thinking about it, Xia Qi glanced at the ministers and said: "The slaves are in rebellion, the crime is unforgivable, and my heart is very painful when the three people die, who is willing to lead the troops to quell the rebellion." ”

The ministers looked at each other, and let a man with a rather dignified appearance say, "The ministers are willing to go!" The little fugitive slave, the ant Er, only needs to lead a thousand people, and he will definitely be able to sacrifice the head of the slave to the front of the palace. ”

Xia Qiyan frowned slightly when he heard this, and he was a little displeased, but after thinking about it, dealing with a group of slaves composed of a rabble was also a little useless.

"Wuhai Sikong took the initiative to ask for his life, I am very relieved, I will promise you a thousand people, you must eradicate all these lowly slaves, and order the clans and Fang countries near Sanyu to supply the grain and grass needed by the army, and I will crusade against those who disobey the order."

With a wave of his hand, Xia Qi basically pronounced the death sentence of the Daqi tribe.

The ministers of the Xia Dynasty looked at Wuhai with envy, and after exterminating this slave force, they didn't know how much benefit this guy would get from living.

Some people even wondered if they would take this opportunity to let their juniors go out with the army for some training.

Even if you don't use it as the main force, you can get some credit for this trip.

A court meeting will decide the fate of a small tribe, this is the confidence of the Central Plains Celestial Empire, not to mention an insignificant small tribe, the barbarians in all directions will tremble under the obscenity of Great Xia.

With the end of the coldest phase of spring, the Xia Dynasty's conquest army has also been assembled.

Although it is said that it is a thousand soldiers, this era is no different from the feudal society after a thousand years, the army of 1,000 soldiers is only a part of it, and the rest are logistics troops transporting grain and grass.

The children of the nobles who were able to follow Wuhai on the expedition were naturally rejoicing, but for those tribes along the way, the crossing of the army was equivalent to a catastrophe.

As the snow began to melt and the weather began to warm up, while the rest of the tribes were still looking forward to the winter farming season, the Daqi tribe was still busy.

After nearly half a month of conscription, the size of Daqi's army successfully exceeded 1,000 people, and the establishment of the army was also improved accordingly.

Shuo Xiang and others were successfully promoted from platoon commander to company commander, with more than 200 soldiers led by each department, and five platoons were set up under each company commander.

The increase in the number of officers is the most exciting for those veterans.

Song is one of these lucky people, and this time he successfully promoted to a military commander.

Looking at the golden thing called the rank sewn on the chest of the military uniform, Song just grinned and giggled.

He thought of his wife, and wanted to wear this new military uniform, so that he could take a look at it, and tell her in person that he had become a captain and a nobleman.

The rapid tapping sound on the school field pulled Song back from fantasy to reality.

It was the order for the army to assemble, and he couldn't help but smile as he looked at his dazed men, knowing that the suffering of these people had just begun.

Song took a deep breath, straightened his waist, and shouted, "People from Sanwu, move closer to me!" ”

The dazed recruits followed Heipi and a few other veterans, and quickly approached in the direction of Song.

Looking at the chaotic appearance of these people, he couldn't help frowning, and after leading the troops, he realized that his performance at the beginning was as bad as these recruits.

After a messy whole team, he reluctantly lined up the team, looked at the phalanx that had begun to slowly form in the distance, and took his own team with a chaotic pace, thinking about the phalanx to assemble.

Wu Hui into a class, the class into a row, a row of Lian, and finally on the school field of the Nuo Band, the four phalanxes were assembled.

As the saying goes, once a person passes through ten thousand, there is no boundary, although there are only more than a thousand people here, but for Yang Hao, who is standing on a high place, it seems that the entire school field is a black oppression.

It was also the first time he had commanded an army of more than 1,000 men, and like all officers, it was an unprecedented challenge.

The recruits and veterans are easy to distinguish in this dense phalanx, although the soldiers do not have a uniform dress, but the veterans who have undergone strict queue training are standing straight at this time, with their chests held high, and those who are a little nervous and cowering recruits have some extremely sharp contrasts.

Although the veterans didn't say anything, under this momentum, the recruits all felt an invisible pressure, wanting to imitate the appearance of the veterans, but they found that they were incompetent and couldn't even do the trivial thing of standing.

In addition to being frustrated, most of the recruits blamed this momentum gap on the level of status and the nobility of the bloodline.

Feeling that they were born to be lowly people, imitating these noble people is simply self-inflicted, and this comparison makes the recruits even more cowering and inferior.