Chapter Seventy-Six: Blood Drink
"By the way, you help me find the lieutenant of Xia Wang, the soldiers who are about to join our nine pawns, it is best to be more than seven feet seven tall, fat people don't." Zhao Fan raised his head, he glanced at Li Mu and the others, and ordered.
Hearing this, Li Mu and the three of them were stunned, but they also agreed, but they didn't ask much about this, there are many tall soldiers in the pawn, and naturally there is a lot of help for the overall combat effectiveness of the army.
Seven feet seven in the Warring States Period, in later generations, that is, about one meter seven or eight, this requirement is not too much, people in the Warring States Period, compared with later generations, the average height is much higher, one meter seven eight in this era, just a little higher than the normal height.
For this, Zhao Fan naturally knows it.
During the Warring States Period, six feet to six feet five inches was the lower limit for military service, and when it reached this standard, it was relatively easy to reach the army, but many men, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, reached this height, and at this age, they would grow a lot, so by the age of twenty, generally speaking, it was relatively easy to achieve more than seven feet five.
The main records are the classics of the pre-Qin period, almost all of which talk about one point, and there is no such thing as Zuo Chuan and the Book of Songs. The selection of elite soldiers is generally seven feet five inches, which is common in "Liutao", and Liutao is now recognized as a written book at least no later than the Liu Bang period. The rulers of the Qin and Han dynasties are 23.1 centimeters, which can no longer be accurate, and we must understand the difficulties of the ancients in unifying weights and measures.
In the pre-Qin period, people were the tallest, there were many people who were more than eight meters and nine meters, and in Zhao Fan's previous life, most of the bones of the male surname dug up from the tombs of the Qin and Han dynasties were very high, considering that they shrank after death, they should be higher during their lifetime. Considering that most of the tombs owned by nobles or military generals, commoners may not be that tall, but they will not differ much, and the average height is at least one meter seventy-five.
After the Qin and Han dynasties, people's height decreased slightly, but not much, until after the Song Dynasty, because of the small feet, environmental changes and the fact that the northerners were almost killed during the invasion of the Mengyuan Dynasty, there was a relatively large decline in height, and it dropped to about 1.73 meters in the Ming Dynasty.
By the time of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, due to the influence of the Holocaust and consanguineous marriage. The height of the Chinese has dropped to the lowest point, with northerners 1.7 meters, Jiangnan 1.65 to 1.67 meters, and Fujian and Guangdong regions 1.62 meters (clearly recorded in the treatises of European ethnographers)
The Republic of China slowly rebounded, but the rebound was not large, and it declined a little during the three-year natural disaster of the Red Dynasty. Until the first 20 years of Zhao Fan's life, the nutritional conditions improved, and the young people grew taller.
Zhao is located in the north, from ancient times to the present, the height of northerners is higher, Zhao is among the seven heroes, the average height, naturally is also taller.
After Li Mu and the three agreed, they immediately walked out of the open space and walked towards the county governor's mansion in the center of the barracks, Zhao Fan looked at their backs, and his heart was full of thoughts, he walked to a stone and sat down, using all kinds of knowledge learned in his previous life and this life in his mind, planning how to train his own army of 100 people, so that he could become the first sharp weapon in his hands.
However, this matter is not urgent, the indomitable iron army needs to be tempered by blood and fire before it can be born, and when there is no war, he can only try his best to improve their strength.
Time passed slowly, and in the afternoon, a guard in a purple robe walked in front of the camp of the nine pawns with fifty-six tall soldiers.
Zhao Fan heard the movement and walked out of the barracks, he looked at the soldiers who appeared in front of him, his dark eyes lit up, and he was secretly happy in his heart.
"Hehe, General, long time no see." Zhao Fan took a few steps forward, came to the purple-robed guard, and said with a smile.
This guard, he was the one who brought himself and others to the Nine Pawns at the beginning, but he didn't expect that he led this group of recruits over again today. Although this person has an indifferent face, he is indeed extremely responsible in doing things, and Zhao Fan also has a good impression of him.
The purple-robed guard glanced at Zhao Fan indifferently, and there was a faint look of surprise on his face, he didn't expect that this recruit he brought not long ago would win the position of captain with a thunderous momentum in a short period of time.
"Well, this is the recruit that the county captain arranged for your nine pawns, you can take it." The purple-robed guard nodded and said lightly.
Zhao Fan didn't say anything, he knew that the former was this kind of surname, so he immediately took a few steps forward, glanced at these new soldiers a few times, and nodded secretly.
If it weren't for Zhao Fan's great contribution yesterday, Captain Wang would definitely not agree to his request this time, all of them would have to be recruits over seven feet seven, and this request could be regarded as relatively tricky.
The recruits who had just entered the camp were generally teenagers around sixteen years old, and this age had grown to a height of seven feet seven, which was really not much, and he ordered people to find a morning among the defenders of Cloud City, and it was just full.
Zhao Fan naturally knew that Wang Junwei had given him a lot of convenience this time, so he was also a little grateful to the former in his heart.
Zhao Fan counted the number of people, a total of fifty-three people, and immediately nodded, and then said sincerely: "Well, there is General Lao, the weather is so hot, why don't you come in and drink a glass of water?" β
The purple-robed guard was unmoved, he shook his head, and said, "No need, the matter has already been done, then I will go and report to the county captain." β
After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, Zhao Fan hurriedly shouted: "By the way, I don't know what the general's surname is, he is a soldier in the barracks, and he doesn't know what to call it when he sees it later?" β
The steps of the purple-robed guard paused, he was silent for a moment, and said: "Country people, how can I have any name, after I was picked up and taken in by the county guard in the refugee team at the age of ten, the county guard has always called me Blood Baby, until a few years ago after the formation of the Blood Wolf Army, the blood baby made people feel too naΓ―ve, so I changed my name, and the people in the army called me Blood Drink." β
This is not a secret in the army, and the blood drink does not hide anything.
"Oh, blood drink." Zhao Fan thought about it, pondered for a moment, and secretly guessed in his heart that this blood drink should be a person from the Blood Wolf Army, although there was no him among the hundred people yesterday, but Zhao Fan heard that there were three hundred people in the Blood Wolf Army, and his indifferent surname was very similar to the people in the Blood Wolf Army.
Zhao Fan just didn't expect that this blood drink was actually adopted by Li Feng.
He raised his head, the former had already walked away, and immediately shook his head with a wry smile.
"Well, you guys come over here." Zhao Fan turned his head and just saw those newly arrived soldiers, who were secretly looking at him, and immediately smiled slightly, and said in a soft voice.
These soldiers are all sixteen or seventeen years old, young men who have just entered the barracks, and they have also heard about Zhao Fan and Yang Yu, so they also have some awe in their hearts for such a new commander.
"No."
They had been in the barracks for some time, and they had the appearance of soldiers.
"Well, from today onwards, you will be soldiers of the Nine Pawns, but I have to tell you, our pawns are different from the others, and here you have to be prepared for hard training." Zhao Fan glanced at everyone and continued.
"I will start training tomorrow, and I won't say much else, just remind you that when you enter the Nine Pawns, you must be prepared to shed blood and sweat, because how much blood and sweat you shed during training means that you will go to the battlefield, and there will be more chances of survival and meritorious service! Did you hear me clearly? β
These recruits looked dazed, they were only sixteen or seventeen, and they naturally didn't understand Zhao Fan's words, but they still promised loudly.
"Okay, it's okay if you don't understand it now, from tomorrow onwards, you'll know." Zhao Fan turned around, pointed to the barracks and said: "This is the barracks of our nine pawns, there are some vacant seats in each room, you can choose a room to live in at will, and other related matters, I will arrange them slowly in the next two days." β
After listening to him, these recruits also dispersed, and walked to the barracks with some curiosity, each choosing the room where they lived.
Zhao Fan looked at their figures, and smiled secretly in his heart, tomorrow, it was time for him to show his skills.
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