(Pre-war reward, post-war reward--Duke of Blood's "Revelation of the King")

"Lord's order, the army fights the thief," a herald with two small red flags behind him shouted as he walked through the camp. to make sure that the whole battalion can know.

"Why are you going to fight, why don't you go and rectify the equipment quickly, Naigong will lose to Group B again this time, and I will skin you when I go back." A military commander shouted. His men were so excited that they began to take care of their equipment with laughter and laughter. There was no pre-war fear at all, but it was a bit like going on a spring outing.

For these soldiers, war means that they can get spoils of war, and as the main force of the battle, they will not only hand over three layers, but the rest will belong to themselves, and there will be a lot of rewards after meritorious service. And it's the only way to become a white-robed acolyte and a terrifying being. As for losing, I'm sorry I didn't think about it at all. Many of the warriors fought with their lords for several years. I really haven't seen my own lord fight a battle that I am not sure of. As for the war dead, the war remnants. As a martial artist, the person who eats this bowl of rice has long had such an awareness. If you die, you will be disabled. There will be a reduction in your own taxes. The life of the family will not be too sad.

And the tuntian pawn on the other side. Although compared to the martial arts, their bodies are thin and weak, and their equipment is even more different from heaven and earth, and there is a difference between cloud and mud. But their fighting spirit is not inferior to that of the warriors at all. Meritorious service on the battlefield, beheading is the fastest way for them to become military pawns.

The sun is gradually setting in the west, and the tuntian soldiers who have come out to scrape wild vegetables have also come back one after another. Most of the Tuntian pawns are poor families, and digging wild vegetables is not difficult for them at all. In the center of the big camp clearing, more than a dozen cauldrons lined up. The men selected a few of the deer they had caught during the day, chopped them into pieces of meat, and washed them for a while, many of which were still bloodshot but thrown directly into the cauldron. Baskets and baskets of wild vegetables were also poured in, sprinkled with a handful of salt, and the dish was finished. It's very simple and rugged. But in the eyes of everyone, it is a beautiful tooth sacrifice.

The smelling warriors and tuntian pawns had already filled the open space. Tuntian can't eat meat all year round. And the warriors are not often able to eat meat. The fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, and everyone is looking forward to it.

However, in the end, the Tuntian soldiers were disappointed, and this was only a small reward before the war. They didn't eat meat, only a large bowl of salted broth and a few cakes each.

looked at the soldiers in front of him who were gobbling up meat happily. There is indescribable envy in the hearts of the Tuntian pawns. Ancient armies were hierarchical and unequal. The army has limited resources and it is impossible to divide them equally. As the main force of the army, the status of military pawns is much higher than that of Tuntian pawns. After becoming a military pawn, they will have their own private land, and if they have served for more than five years, their private land will become completely their own, and if they die in battle but have not yet been five years, they will give half to their families. The more exploits there are, the more private land there is. Compared with the public land of the tuntian pawns, the taxes on the public and private fields of the warriors were much less. But with the intervention of a certain traverser, it is relatively fair. As long as you have military merits and beheading, you can become a soldier. If you have the ability, you can live better. In the army, every Tuntian pawn doesn't like a martial artist very much, but every Tuntian pawn wants to be a martial soldier.

Yuro took a big sip of the salted broth, still feeling that it was not enjoyable. Some looked at the meat-eating warriors with envy. No matter how delicious the salted broth is, it is not meat after all. Tsuro hadn't eaten meat in months. Yulang kept staring at the soldiers, and his saliva was unconsciously left on the ground.

On the side of the warrior, a warrior with a sharp beak and a monkey cheek who knew at a glance that it was not a good thing raised his head and saw the flesh-like eyes of the pre-lang. The small eyes of the sharp-beaked monkey cheek warrior rolled. Then he pointed to the meat in the bowl and beckoned to him, motioning for him to come over.

To be honest, Prophet felt that the other side was not a good person, but under the temptation of meat, Prophet walked over unconsciously.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked warrior smiled and said, "Black boy, do you want to eat meat!" ”。

After speaking, he shook the meat in the pottery bowl.

"I want to, I dream of it." Tsuro said with some excitement.

"Where's the meat? I can give it to you, I can't eat it now anyway," said the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked warrior meaningfully.

Yulang ran forward excitedly, wanting to pick up the pottery bowl, and even in his heart, he secretly praised a good person, and when he developed in the future, he must repay him well.

However, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked warrior interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"But why should I give it to you? You're not one of mine."

Tsuro's mood suddenly fell.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked warrior continued: "Otherwise, I won't bully you, you kowtow to me, shout three times, this bowl of meat will be yours, you see how it is, it's a good deal!." ”

And the comrades-in-arms on his side were also coaxing one by one.

In the ancient barracks, there was a great lack of entertainment, especially during the march. Obviously, such a pre-lang has no background, and the young Tuntian pawn will be a good pastime.

At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he had been tricked. But Tsuro wasn't blinded by anger. Go up and give this sharp-beaked monkey cheek soldier a punch, after all, the Tuntian pawn took the initiative to attack the warrior, and it must be himself who suffers. Tsuro held back his anger and turned his head and left.

But these warriors finally caught such a toy. How could he be let go? They all ran over and surrounded him, asking him to kowtow and call his father (grandfather).

The pre-lang was angry, and the clay man still had a temper, not to mention the young man with strong blood. He was furious, and he used all his strength to rush towards the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked soldier. He decided to bite off the flesh from the perpetrator of this even if he was beaten up by Fat.

It's a pity that the idea is good. The reality is brutal. The soldiers who surrounded him were not people who had lived and died for a long time. The center of gravity of the sharp-beaked monkey's gills shifted to the left. Stretch your right leg slightly. He tripped and fell to the ground.

The onlookers laughed. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked warrior even mocked: "Just the two of you, if you still want to fight me, you can only be a tuntian pawn for the rest of your life." Otherwise, you still kowtow to me and shout three times, Father, not only will I spare you, but this bowl of meat will be returned to you, how about it. I Wu Er's words are counted".

Wu Er laughed out loud after speaking. But soon he couldn't laugh anymore. I don't know who threw a quick stone and hit him.

Wu Er said angrily; "Who, damn it, dare to smash Naigong".

"Yes so". A young man in leather armor walked over. He was followed by several soldiers.

When Wu Er saw this person, he suddenly felt a little stunned. Wu Er is a typical bully of the weak and afraid of the hard, while the young man in front of him is hard. Wu Er was stunned for a moment, but the Wu Commander next to him was not afraid. Stand up:

"What do you have to do with Captain Yu!"

The young man did not reply, but said to the pre-lang who was lying on the ground; "You shit, this time you've lost the face of our family. Don't hurry up and get up for Lao Tzu."

Yuro quickly stood up, walked up to the young man embarrassedly, and said; "Second brother, I...

The young man interrupted him rudely. "Roll to the back for Lao Tzu, shame on you." “

Tsuro seemed to be afraid of him and quickly hid behind him.

On the other hand, the captain was obviously angry that his words were ignored. Not at all polite:

"Yu madman, don't you think you should give me an explanation for the person you beat me?" 、

"Confess, okay, blind Peng, this is the explanation for you." A backhand slap on Wu Er's face.

"Damn, brothers, give Lao Tzu, the people who beat our Dingtun dare to be so arrogant. If you let these dogs go back safely in Yitun. How can we still have a face." Wu Da, nicknamed Peng Blind, said angrily.

The arrogant behavior of the madman really angered Ding Tun. And those who become military pawns are generally arrogant and arrogant. Where can such an insult be endured. They all stood up. And Yitun on the other side could not see his brother being surrounded and could not be saved. They all stood up.

Both sides are grinding their fists, and there is a big posture of starting a fight if they don't agree.

"What are you doing! All give a certain stop" Yiding two tun chiefs, Tang Jue, and Xu Ji walked in with their respective team leaders.

Soon, though.

"What, Yu Madman hit Wu Er, I'll see, it's so serious. Nai Gong, the person who beat Lao Tzu still wants to run"

"What, Peng Blind's people dare to bully younger brothers. Copy the guy for Lao Tzu".

The arrival of the governors of both sides only made the atmosphere even more tense. The two sides are tense. I had the idea of practicing before the war.

"What are you doing?" A fluttering word came.

The hearts of the two of them suddenly sank to the bottom, and their anger disappeared without a trace.

The person who came was dressed in black, with a black crown on his head, about thirty years old, slightly handsome, and a little handsome. He looks wooden, but when those cold eyes look at you, you feel very uncomfortable. Because he likes to look at you with the eyes of the dead.

But Tang Jue is still smarter; "Arbiter, we're playing."

"Yes, yes, we're talking." Xu Ji also said.

"You wait for tomorrow to have a big war, don't play too late." The arbiter said a nonchalant, then turned and left.

"No".

After the arbiter's toss, everyone instantly lost interest in continuing to play. Although the people of Liangtun are angry in their hearts. But they are more afraid of the arbiter.

"Pay attention to me next time, don't embarrass our Yu family again." After the disbandment, Yu Maniac pulled Yu Yu and said.

"Second brother, it's the adults who are sorry for you. He made it to me apologize to you before he left."

"Don't say it, I'm leaving!" After speaking, he turned his head and left, and did not look back because of the pre-call.

。。。。。。。

In the middle of the camp, inside the tent.

"Lord, is it really okay to leave this way?" Said the arbiter with a constipated face.

"It is not appropriate to punish them before the war, and then clean them up after this battle," Liu Ye smiled meaningfully.