Marching all the way, Qian Buli soon arrived in Yizhou, pulling the banner of the princess, the officials in Yizhou did not dare to slack off at all, but Qian Buli had no intention of entertaining at all.

Qian Buli knew that the golden cicada couldn't hide how long Wei Chi Fengyun would be able to hide it, if Wei Chi Fengyun sent a messenger to Yizhou and dispatched Yizhou's army to embarrass him, it would be a bit passive.

In the surprised and puzzled eyes of the officials of various prefectures in Yizhou, Qian Buli led the army to pass through Yizhou quickly, and it took only ten days to arrive at the border town of Yizhou and Chishui Town.

Du Bing and several people were exhausted, and every time they went to a place, they had to go out to collect baggage, listen to intelligence, and spread rumors, because according to Qian Buli's strategic judgment, when they were killed from Fuzhou, there were only two choices, one was to fight Yizhou in the northwest, and the other was to fight Yongzhou in the northeast.

Qian Buli always said earnestly: "Ten more drops of sweat today, one less drop of blood tomorrow." After saying that, if you don't leave the money, you will go to Ji Shengqing to talk to them, and hand over all the sweating things to them, while they run errands everywhere, and their legs are about to break.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance, after arriving in Chishui Town, the tight title was finally broken, Du Bing and several people ran to Qian Buli's handsome account to complain about their hardships, and resolutely asked to repair on the spot for a few days, looking at Du Bing's obviously emaciated faces, Qian Buli felt a little ashamed, and he also took the opportunity to give an order to repair.

However, the repair is not a scattered group, the camp is still full of banners and armor, and everyone knows that the commander hates to see the soldiers slacking off, and no one dares to make General Tianwei angry. The leader of the people stretched out his hand, and the sky was thundering.

Qian Buli inspected the camp for a while, and was very satisfied with the performance of the soldiers, when the noise and cheers from the rear camp attracted Qian Buli's attention, and he walked towards the rear camp with a few personal guards.

There are quite a few soldiers who are practicing archery in the shooting range of the rear camp, and here I will explain that they continue to practice hard in the days when they do not need training, not because of any revolutionary spirit or any lofty consciousness, all of this is inseparable from money.

Qian Buli once ordered that whoever it was, even if it was a groom, could pick up a bow and go to the shooting range to shoot an arrow, and as long as he could shoot twenty arrows and arrows to the heart, he could go to the quartermaster and receive a silver coin. And this kind of game is not limited to time, unlimited times, if your archery skills are good, you shoot all day and night and no one cares about you, just take the money.

Of course, this kind of game also has its own rules, and money that knows the root of human inferiority has plugged all the flaws that can be plugged. For example, twenty arrows must be shot in each round, precisely to prevent some soldiers from seeing that they have missed an arrow and asking the round to be invalidated and recalculated; If an arrow misses the target, then his next round is not counted, even if the arrow hits the heart, which is made to prevent the soldiers from defaulting on the rule that the round is twenty. There are many rules like this, all of which are designed to prevent soldiers from being lazy and slippery.

Although there are many rules, they cannot dampen the enthusiasm of the soldiers, knowing that their monthly salary is only two silver coins, and the reward of one silver coin for twenty arrows is very high. And everyone has a little ninety-nine in their hearts, and when they practice their archery, if they can hit the heart with arrows... How much money can you make that day?

Especially after several soldiers with excellent archery skills received their rewards in a row, the enthusiasm of the soldiers increased, and there were even fights over the position of the archery. Later, Qian ordered the quartermaster to stop supplying arrows, and each soldier had to pick up the arrows he shot and reuse them, but this rule did not bother the enthusiastic soldiers, who repaired some broken arrows while marching during the day, and rushed to the shooting range at night to shoot arrows.

Later, there were many fewer soldiers participating in archery, the enthusiasm of the soldiers did not decrease, and the promise of money was fulfilled again and again, but after practicing so hard for a few days, there were many soldiers whose arms were swollen to the same thickness as their thighs, and they were even struggling to hold their jobs, so how could they still go to archery? All they can do is to watch the excitement and applaud loudly at the shooting range, while secretly cheering themselves up.

Some of the bright-minded soldiers were inspired by this, and they set themselves the rule that they should shoot a maximum of a few rounds a day, and that they would not continue to shoot whether they were rewarded or not, lest they would become like those soldiers, who could only watch but not shoot. This is one of the conspiracy of Qian Qili, he hopes that the soldiers will learn a 'degree' character, if this kind of thing is taught by their own mouth, the soldiers may not be able to go to their hearts, only let them suffer themselves, their memory will be profound.

It is not surprising that the soldiers can be trained to be qualified archers, but every soldier has become a military craftsman who repairs arrows, which is beyond the expectation of money, the charm of money... It's really amazing, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign!

Qian Buli came to the vicinity of the shooting range, and the soldiers who were shooting arrows saw General Tianwei coming, stopped shooting arrows one by one, and looked at Qian Buli with reverence.

It is true that Qian Buli's military order is extremely strict, but it is also true that Qian Buli was approachable in the past, and on the way to the army, Qian Buli often made some jokes with the soldiers, and even ate together. Qian Buli knew that the soldiers were in awe of those who were high up and had a reputation as high as the sky, but it was those who were willing to give their lives for them who were willing to give their lives for them. Qian Buli never thought that it was a shame to have a good relationship with ordinary soldiers, and the soldiers had entrusted their future to the commander-in-chief, and the commander-in-chief had to love the soldiers with sincerity, and the responsibility was always on both sides.

A Wu Chang walked over with a smile and knelt down on one knee: "My lord, how many arrows can you shoot?" Open your eyes, brethren! With that, he handed over his bow.

The surrounding soldiers immediately began to cheer loudly, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic.

Qian couldn't help but stagnate, he couldn't wait to give that captain a punch and let me shoot an arrow? Isn't this my appearance?! However, Qian Buli knew that the captain was not malicious, because his eyes were full of irrepressible worship and fanaticism!