Chapter Seventy-Seven: In the Year of the First Five-Year Period, I Came

Shen Zhaoao seemed to be just unintentionally chatting, and then said: "Li Ruiping Li Rui and the two brothers of the horse team, they both took leave last night on the grounds that their mother was seriously ill, hehe, the children of the adults in the capital are noble!" Co-authoring, should we go to the battlefield with our heads carried out? ”

"What did Duan Xiongbo say?"

Lin Yunyu was so disturbed by Shen Zhaoao that he couldn't read it anymore, so he closed the book and asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"He's very excited, the horse in the Martial Arts Academy is too docile, and Lao Duan has always wanted to go out and get a real war horse."

Shen Zhaoao pouted and said: "There were a lot of people who went to the Martial Arts Academy yesterday to report their worries, it seems that their relatives have been seriously ill overnight and bedridden; Most of them are the golden children of the Beiyang official eunuchs, but only the two brothers of the Li family really asked for leave; However, the students who will be on the school field can not order He Changying's general, as a team officer, if they do not order the general on the school field, they will be passive in the future, and they will inevitably be ridiculed. ”

"The horse team doesn't need them, Big Brother Weiyang has already decided to go to North Korea; Also, since you don't want to take leave, and you say that as a team officer, you have to be a general, so why do you have so much nonsense? ”

Lin Yunyu's words made Shen Zhaoao depressed and suffocated his internal injuries.

"I admire Mr. He's book, but I don't have to say anything about it; But fighting a war is not a mouthful, there was Zhao Kuo in ancient times, and there is an example of the horsetail escape general Zhang Peilun outside the window; The last time the Beiyang Military Academy came to recruit people, they didn't dare to recruit more, for fear of affecting the continuity of the entire Beiyang. ”

Shen Zhaoao said faintly: "Now this Lord He is good, not only is he ready to take the martial arts academy in one pot, but even the Sailor Academy, the Telegraph Academy, the Medical Hall, and the Bowen Academy will be uprooted; What does he want these dozens of people in the Telegraph Academy for? The war in Pyongyang is likely to collapse on all fronts, and to put it mildly, does he understand military affairs? This is taking the blood of the students to stain his top red! ”

"Enough!"

Lin Yunyu interrupted Shen Zhaoao's words with a calm face: "No one forced you to go, and no one forced you to die!" How can there be so many good things in the world that can be both a watch and a memorial arch? ”

Lin Yunyu stood up suddenly, looked at Shen Zhaoao, and then swept his gaze to his classmates: "Let me ask you, will the skin be attached if there is no hair?" If everyone thinks so, and no one is willing to shout, and Mr. He stands up and shouts, and they all say cool things, then this 'big empire' is really over! Besides, how do you know that he will not be able to make it? ”

"Bang Bang Bang

Warm applause suddenly sounded like a mountain and a sea in the lecture hall of the infantry team.

"Here, this is the Beiyang Martial Arts Academy."

He Changying and Lu Zhaomei rode a tall horse and stood quietly in front of the gatehouse of the Beiyang Martial Arts Academy.

"My lord, in a moment, I, what should I do?"

Lu Zhaomei was wearing a big-brimmed hat on her head, wearing a Western-style private uniform, carrying a bayonet and a snowy Lebel rifle on her back, and wearing polished riding boots on her feet.

"I taught you Lizheng, have you learned it?"

He Changying was actually also enthusiastic, and in the surprised eyes of the students on duty at the door, he took out a cigarette and lit it and took a long puff.

"When you learn it, you just keep your head up, your eyes straight ahead, and you don't move."

"Yes, you just think of yourself as a straight tree, stand behind my side, and the rest is my business."

He Changying puffed out a puff of green smoke from his nose and said confidently.

In order to recruit soldiers on the school field this morning, He Changying took great pains.

In the morning, he and Lu Zhaomei first returned to John's photo studio, dragged John to find Bill, and borrowed a shiny Western-style equipment for Lu Zhaomei, and then Bill donated his previous military uniform to He Changying.

There were no military horses, so I got the two horses that pulled the foreign cart yesterday, and got everything, the two of them couldn't even eat breakfast, and they hurried all the way to the Beiyang Martial Arts Academy.

He Changying spit out half of the cigarette butt on the ground, pointed to the open gatehouse of the Beiyang Martial Arts Academy with a horsewhip in her hand, and laughed: "In the first year, I'm here!" ”

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The sun rose high, and the entire school field of the martial arts academy was silent, the martial arts academy, the sailor school, the telegraph school, the medical hall, the Bowen Academy, nearly a thousand students stood neatly on the school field in nine squares, solemn and silent.

"Da-da-"

In the distance, there was a crisp sound of horses' hooves.

"It's coming!"

Everyone was in good spirits, and their eyes couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound in the shade of the trees.

"Boom!"

Standing in front of Fangzheng's side, he suddenly drew the saber in his hand, raised it high, and skimmed it to the right, the saber shining brightly in the sun: "Augen, Berichtigen!" ”

The team suddenly made a neat sound, and all the trainees looked to the right, and only the flag bearer at the head of the platoon stood straight.

The Black Tiger Flag of the Wubei School and the Yellow Dragon Flag of the Qing Dynasty of the Sailor School fluttered in the summer breeze.

"I actually came on horseback, shouldn't all adults sit in a sedan chair?"

Shen Zhaoao muttered strangely: "Since you have entered the officialdom of the Qing Dynasty, you still don't abide by the rules of the Qing Dynasty, so that you can be promoted and make a fortune." ”

"This kid, let's wait, it can't be that we drank high last night, right? I was in a hurry to come on horseback, and if I was late, I could go directly to 'Yipin Abalone' to eat seafood when I went out. ”

Li Jingfang and Zhang Peilun, Zhang Shiheng, Yan Fu, and Chen Bishi stood in the shade of the trees and waited, hearing the horses' hooves, Li Jingfang couldn't help but jokingly said to Yan Fu and Zhang Bishi.

Then Li Jingfang's eyes were shocked, and the boss who held his eyes was speechless.

Zhang Peilun, Zhang Bishi, Yan Fu, Zhang Shiheng, and a few others were also stunned and gasped.

I saw that from the shade of the trees, two tall horses suddenly ran out one after the other, and He Changying, who was in the lead, wore a neat and straight Western-style woolen military uniform, and galloped into the school field proudly.

β€œStehen・stramm!” - Stand upright!

"Wow!"

With a loud roar from Mitt, all the students of the Martial Arts Academy and the Sailor Academy saluted with their guns.

"Yu-"

He Changying rode the ocean horse and first ran around the entire school field, and then ran to the front of the square, and suddenly pulled the reins, the ocean horse neighed, and the front hooves were raised high.

And He Changying, who was dressed in a Western-style military uniform and military hat and carried a Sam Brown-style armed belt, had a straight waist on the horse, a resolute face, and sharp eyes.

"I have to give full marks for this forced pretence!"

He Changying was complacent in her heart, and when the Yanma stood still, she jumped off the Yanma directly across her legs.

"Smack!"

He Changying's bright riding boots stepped heavily on the bluestone slab at the front desk, making a loud crisp sound, which seemed to hit everyone's heart.

For a while, the entire school field was silent, and all eyes were firmly nailed to He Changying's body.

Only the ocean horse snorted, kicking the horse's hooves back and forth, and the hooves of each sound of 'click, click, click' were so clear.

He Changying held his hands behind his back, his legs naturally apart, and stood straight in front of the team, his eyes from the head of the team to the end of the team, looking at them with a hint of critical coldness.

All the students unconsciously straightened their spines, raised their heads high, and looked ahead.