On 15 February, more than 200 soldiers from the 600th household of Ma Youshui finally arrived at the Nian Bo Station.

After contact with Zhuang Langwei, Xiningwei, Zhuang Langwei, and Nian Bo each sent out 200 soldiers, stationed at the Guanting Ferry, Liu Yunshui's subordinates, is facing the Guanting Ferry, Ma Youshui's subordinates and Zhuang Langwei's soldiers of Qianhu Boping, are arranged in the left and right flanks and rear, each other is horns, because there are only 600 soldiers in total, the three dare not hold up, and the military camp is only a mile away, almost equivalent to the same army.

At lunchtime, the food of Xining Wei and Nian Bo is the same, not only salted fish, but also mutton soup, "fish" and "sheep" are combined into "fresh", and the salted fish and mutton soup with green onions is blown by the north wind, which just satisfies the blessing of the mouth and nose of the Zhuang Lang guards at the downwind outlet.

But people's desires are infinite, and the Zhuang Langwei soldiers who smelled the smell of meat rushed to the soldiers of Xiningwei with steamed buns one after another.

"Hey, there's mutton!"

"Brother, do you do this every day?"

"How about I exchange a white flour steamed bun for half a bowl of broth for you?"

“……”

The soldiers of Xiningwei were originally not interested in Zhuang Langwei's soldiers, so they didn't bother to take care of them, and when they heard the words of the exchange, they suddenly flew over with a roll of their eyes, "Brother, right?" On our side, all-you-can-eat white-flour steamed buns, how can we need your white-flour steamed buns. ”

"Ah...... All-you-can-eat? The soldiers of Zhuang Langwei were shocked, "You ...... You Xiningwei, can't you all get rich? ”

"That's not true, our adults have an order, you can eat white-flour steamed buns, but you can't bring them out privately." Xining Bing drank the salted fish and mutton soup loudly, the soup bowl shook, speeding up evaporation, and the delicious meat smell mixed with the air flew directly into Zhuang Langbing's nostrils.

The Zhuang Langbing practiced his nose heavily, hoping to inhale more fresh meat, but there was a distance of two steps, it was still too far, and when he reached his nostrils, he could only rely on imagination, "Brother, let me taste it, anyway, you have it every day, and you don't care about it!" ”

"That's not good," Xining Bing gestured to protect the soup bowl, "Although we have broth every day, but the training is also very hard, without fish and meat, how can we have strength training?" When you see our training, you probably won't think about my salted fish and mutton soup. Xining Bing was worried that the other party would use a strong one, so he quickly picked up a large piece of mutton in the bowl and wanted to swallow it in his mouth, but the mutton was too big, and there were hard mutton bones, so he couldn't swallow it, so he had to take a big bite, chewing very fast, and swallowed a large piece of mutton in three or two strokes, leaving only clean mutton bones.

"Training? Haha, if there is broth every day, and the white flour steamed buns are full, even if you add some amount during training, what does it matter? That Zhuang Langbing swallowed his saliva and swallowed the remaining half of the steamed bun by the way.

Xining Bing threw the mutton bones casually, and drank the broth in the bowl in one gulp, "Our mutton soup is exchanged for our lives, and every day of training is to play with our lives." ”

"Take your life?" Zhuang Langbing spat on the ground, "Fucking Lao Tzu is also a soldier, and he is also a soldier, why is there such a big difference between people?" Could it be that Lao Tzu was born to be poor? ”

"Do you really want mutton soup?" Xining Bing had already eaten at this time, and put the soup bowl aside for the time being.

"How can I get mutton soup?"

Four or five of the Zhuang Lang soldiers who were surrounding the left came over and completely blocked the cold wind in front of the Xining soldiers.

"As long as you join the Xining soldiers, you will have mutton soup to drink every day, just like me," the Xining soldiers smiled mysteriously, "From adults to soldiers, everyone's food is the same." ”

"Is there really such an adult?" The Zhuang Langbing didn't believe it, and looked around, almost all the Xining soldiers had eaten, but in front of everyone, there was a soup bowl, "Hey, who are you adults?" ”

Xining Bing said with a smile: "There are many of us adults, small flag officers, chief flag officers, hundreds of households, thousands of households, and I don't know each other, but it's the same whether I know or not, as long as they are in the barracks, the food is the same as ours, how about it, do you come?" ”

"Don't be a cold brother," a nameless fire rose in Zhuang Langbing's heart, if it weren't for the Xining soldiers nearby, he couldn't wait to beat this screaming Xining soldier to a bloody squirt, but at this moment, he could only suppress the anger in his heart, "We are all Zhuang Langwei's people, how can we join Xining?" Do you have the ability to tell you adults about it and transfer us over? ”

Xining Bing shook his head, "This ...... Brother can't do anything, brother is just a soldier, how can he have such a great ability? ”

In the afternoon, Zhuang Langbing had nothing to do, so he wandered around the barracks, counting on one or two unopened hares, badgers and other wild things to break into his sight.

Most of the soldiers sat directly on the still damp ground, and in case their trousers were wet from getting wet, they would usually put stones or wooden sticks under their buttocks.

The soldiers of Xiningwei, who only rested for less than half an hour after lunch, began the training of "playing with their lives" on the slope a stone's throw away from the barracks.

The soldiers of the twenty small flags, almost divided into seven or eight groups, today are practicing mountaineering battles, and at the top of the slope is a stingy soldier stationed, and the one responsible for attacking from the bottom of the slope is usually one or two small flags.

"Hey!"

"Kill!"

"Attention, Niu Wazi, you don't fucking want to rush in front alone, how many times have I told you, it's so dangerous, you will become the target of the enemy!"

“……”

Zhuang Langwei's soldiers were attracted by the excitement and cheers here, and they all gathered around, and even the soldiers of the Nian Bo Station, who were temporarily idle and did not need to be on duty, were also attracted.

Later, Zhuang Langwei's Qianhu Bo Ping was also attracted by Xiningwei's drills, and he quietly hid among the soldiers and secretly observed Xiningwei's drills.

While applauding the soldiers of Xiningwei, they thought of their daily training - basically no training, because training consumes calories, and more food will be needed, but the white flour steamed buns they have at each meal are limited supply, and the soldiers with small meals are okay, while the soldiers with large meals can only be in a state of half-fullness and half-starvation for a long time, and those who can't stand the hunger are all fleeing.

The officers of the guard all know this is going on, and there is absolutely no one to chase after those who run away, and one less person will give them less salary.

As for the war, the officers don't have to think about it, it's in vain to think about it, besides, Zhuang Lang Wei Chengping has been peaceful for a long time, and he has never seen the Mongols come to harass him, and the war was a long time ago.

This time, the imperial court asked Zhuang Langwei to send troops to stop the thieves in Shaanxi, they were originally extremely reluctant, but Xining Wei took the lead, and the Nian Bo Institute responded positively, no way, Weili temporarily appointed a thousand households Bo Ping as the commander, and the soldiers were all drawn from each fort, this fort was ten people, and that post was eight people, and it was not easy to piece together two hundred soldiers.

Naturally, these soldiers don't bother about fighting, they stay in the barracks just to have a good stomach, and if it weren't for this pitiful food, who would want to stay in the barracks?

Seeing that Xiningwei's soldiers were busy, Zhuang Langwei's soldiers scolded him.

"It's all stupid, who will replenish the extra food consumed by training so hard?"

Someone on the side raised an objection, "The soldiers of Xiningwei are enough for white-faced steamed buns, how can they be like our Zhuang Langwei?" ”

"I heard that they have broth every day, either fish, or cattle and sheep, how can they be like our Zhuang Langwei, poor like Huazi?"

The soldier from before suddenly seized the opportunity, "Who said that our Zhuang Langwei is poor, and it is not that the officials are greedy for food and salary?" If it weren't for the blood of the soldiers, they would have eaten fat heads and big ears? ”

"I heard that the officers and soldiers of Xining are the same, and everyone's food is the same."

"If our meals are the same, how can we not have enough to eat?"

"Hey, I really envy these Xining soldiers, why did they have good luck?"

"Envy has a fart? Who told you not to be born in Xining? If you move your family to Xining earlier, will you still look at other people's greed? ”

"I said brothers, don't be too envious of other Xining soldiers, we can still go shopping casually, but other Xining soldiers are sweating profusely, compared to us, we are still at ease."

This man immediately attracted everyone's eyes,

"If you have meat every day and you can eat enough, Lao Tzu is willing to train hard!"

"Are you the fucking spy sent by the government? Say good things for them? ”

"Do you have a share of the money that the officials are greedy for? How much is it divided into? ”

……

The soldiers who had just spoken nothing, seeing that they were drowned by the spitting stars of their companions, immediately obediently hid in the crowd, and did not dare to poke their heads out again, lest they become the target of the public and spread their resentment against the official family on themselves.

At dinner, some of the soldiers of Zhuang Langwei who had a heart deliberately got close to the soldiers of Xiningwei, and by the way, to see if their meals were as legendary, the white-flour steamed buns were full, and to their disappointment, the rumors turned out to be true.

What made them even more angry was that the soldiers of the Mill Bo Institute were also full of steamed buns, and they even saw that a large amount of beef and mutton were also stored in the camp tent of the Mill Bo Institute.

Why are only Zhuang Langwei's soldiers not fed? Is it because we are bullies?

As soon as such a message spread among the soldiers, it was like a frying pan, and several soldiers even smashed the dishes for dinner.

I'm not afraid of half full belly, I'm just afraid that everyone is uneven!

Seeing that it was about to cause a mutiny, fortunately, Bo Ping got the information and tried his best to suppress the soldier who threw the bowl, and temporarily added white-flour steamed buns, one per person, and the riot of the soldiers gradually subsided.

But Bo Ping knew that the broken dishes could no longer be restored, and once the soldiers had grievances in their hearts, they would find an outlet sooner or later, and besides, there was only so much food for him, and if he gave more today, it would not be enough in the future.

Moreover, these soldiers are from too many sources, they are not his subordinates in the first place, and they don't even know about his existence Bo Ping.

After pondering for a long time, he decided to visit Xiningwei, the rich Qianhu.

Li Zicheng was about to go to the marching bed to rest, and He Xiaomi suddenly came to report: "My lord, Zhuang Langwei Qianhu Bo Ping asks to see!" ”