Qin Gong waved his hand and shouted, "Don't fight." To be able to set up a noble army, you also have to thank Zhao Bao! If it weren't for Zhao Bao's death, he would join the reclamation army and follow the grass master. The widow will not be moved, and come forward to find the grass master to make Zhao Bao plead. You will not know. I don't know if there will be no you shouting to join the army, and there will be no Tsukasa Zaiti yì to form an aristocratic army. The widow is the king of a country, since Zhao Bao was allowed to join the reclamation army first, then Zhao Bao and a group of eighty-seven people will be included in the Qianshou army of reclamation. Oh, the army can't be called the Qianshou Army, the widow is called the Dare to Die Army! The aristocratic army is called the Death Army! What do you think? ”

The audience shouted in unison: "Dare to die!" Death Army! "Death Army, Death Army!" But no matter how loud the voice of the death army is, it can't withstand the number of people in the death army, three times and two times, the sound of the death army suppresses the shouts of Zhao Bao and the others who jumped up and shouted and the hundreds of people left behind.

Qin Gong enjoyed this kind of shouting of fighting for me and cheering fiercely. He watched the audience a few times with a smile on his face before stopping the noise with his hand. He looked at the red faces that were overly excited, and thought excitedly in his heart: This bad thing has become a good thing! I'm very proud of today's harvest. So, he shouted loudly: "The Death Army and the Death Army that is about to be formed!" The widow hopes that you will clean up Liyang City as much as possible! Because, the widow is eager to give you the flag as soon as possible! The widow wanted to see the two armies composed of Liyang nobles and Qianshou, holding high two military flags, walking out of Liyang City with high spirits and towards the battlefield of enriching the people and strengthening the country. After moving forward bravely and fearlessly defeating a qiē enemy and difficulties, he sang a triumphant song and came back with his head held high. The widow will go ten miles out of the city to meet you! I will clothe you with red and confer knighthood on you! ”

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! The lord wins! Nearly 2,000 people in the audience shouted together, and the sound almost toppled the sky. In this monstrous shout, the complacent Qin Gong waved his hand with a red face. Jing Jian gave an order! Qin Gong's convoy of several hundred people slowly left the camp and headed towards Liyang City.

Qin Gong is gone. Gongsun Martingale can't go. He had to prepare for the simultaneous sweep of the city by both armies tomorrow. The chief of the workshop who came with him, the head of the war house, Ying He, the deputy commander of Liyang, Ao Bao, and the commander of the daring army, Li Baicao, held a meeting in the camp. Gongsun Ying said very sternly: "You all have to cheer up, don't look at today's nobles arguing and rushing to sweep the city, to be a decisive army!" But I tell you that they are doing this to escape the wrath and punishment of their lords, and they have hated me so much in their hearts that they can't eat my flesh. Therefore, the task given to them can only be to sweep the streets and alleys in the easiest, and the meaning is enough. Arrange all our people to do the tiring and dirty work of cleaning ditches and transporting dirt. ”

The four subordinates, according to this intention, quickly decided the cleaning of the nobles. After Gongsun Ying looked at it, he said: "The method of assigning slices and sections to people is very good!" According to who swept the cleanest and fastest to get the results, and the admission was sorted by the grades, which is very good, so it is decided. However, the key is to prevent the nobles from taking the opportunity to cause trouble during the cleaning period, and we can't let the lord help us calm down the incident. So, from tomorrow onwards, the grass master is handsome! You will give Zhao Bao's people, each with five Qianshou sergeants, let them take them, use these hundreds of people, to take care of this group of nobles, and lead them by you! ”

Li Baicao hurriedly stood up and gave the order: "I promise to do it!" ”

Gongsun Ying smiled slightly: "I believe it!" for thou art the God of their hearts. Remember! Don't anger the people you bring with you, and do your best to teach them how to clean up. After all, they have never been a nobleman who has done such a thing as cleaning. In particular, you must repeatedly explain to the sergeants: if the nobles can sweep the floor, they are learning from the Qianshou. Li Baicao answered. Gongsun Ying continued to explain: "Ao Bao, from tomorrow, you will hand over the affairs of the army to the deputy general. You take your personal guards, the people who specialize in the main mansion, register the number of nobles who are cleaned, and evaluate their cleaning performance. Remember, you're just assisting! How to register, how to assess, and who to admit, don't interfere! Do you understand? ”

Ao Bao stood up and replied, "Understood." I am the representative of the left chief, and it is a gesture. ”

Gongsun Ying was relieved at this time, and finally said: "I will take people to inspect from time to time." Let's disperse! ”

Winning the sword is a life of grievance and despair. The cooked duck who was originally in his hands was summoned to fly away, and he was almost put into another book by the master, if it weren't for Tsukazai to set up a noble army, he would be finished. Who is my winning sword? It is the soul of the children of the nobles of the whole Qin, if you don't seize the opportunity of the aristocratic army to turn over, and then enter the eyes of the lord, it will be difficult to have a chance to turn over. Therefore, he had to be the first, he had to be a centurion, and he had to become the first brigade commander, division commander, and army commander of the aristocratic army. But the key to this qiē is to become the first place in cleaning. All things are reserved for the prepared, his creed and habit. He was thoughtful, and immediately called the slave who was in charge of cleaning, and brought shovels, pouts, and brooms. Under the guidance of a special person, I practiced in the garden. He didn't talk about practicing himself, but also sent someone to inform his twenty or so companions that he couldn't join the aristocratic army alone, and he had to have helpers. A smart person learns everything quickly, not to mention sweeping the floor, digging ditches, and putting up dirt, but winning a sword is the same as practicing martial arts, practice makes perfect, and it is not until the middle of the night that he makes a hundred people who accompany him turn off the fire and sleep.

The next day. Yingjian and his gang were the first batch of nobles to sign up in Zongzheng Mansion. When I signed up, I saw Zhao Bao and his group each with five sergeants, where they lined up in two long rows in a figure-eight shape, and when they were law enforcement teams, they were angry. Seeing the nobles who kept coming, they all lined up in three lines on the square in front of the Zongzheng Mansion according to their command, so as to facilitate the registration and registration. After the number of registered people reached fifty, a nobleman from Zhao Bao's group and five sergeants led them to the designated area to clean up. He should have done this! Alas, the feathered phoenix is not as good as a chicken. However, the tenacious winning sword immediately regained his mentality, carried the broom energetically, led twenty-five men, lined up in two rows, and followed the leader majestically and majestically, and walked towards the cleaning area. This made the captain of Zhao Bao and his gang admire it in his heart.

Once you get to the area. After carefully dividing the lots for each person, and then explaining the detailed rules, the commander ordered the sergeant to do a demonstration of sweeping the floor and teach the fifty nobles how to sweep the floor. The noble captain also picked up a broom and followed suit. But after Ying Jian only smiled coldly, he turned into a respectful face: "Report to the Captain!" Twenty-six of us have learned to sweep the floor, can we start sweeping! The Wu Chang was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, there was no reason not to be inaccurate, so he waved his hand: "You sweep it!" ”

After winning the sword and beating the chest with a military salute, he commanded to sweep the ground. This Wu Chang was so confused by this military salute that he couldn't figure it out, this morning sun came out in the west? Is this still a proud winning sword? Ge Laozi, if you can't figure it out, you don't want to.

Gongsun Yingna was very worried about the cleaning of the nobles. He knows very well that if a nobleman who wants to be high above suddenly becomes a leader, a slave, and becomes the lowest person, he will be full of hatred when he puts it on himself. The sudden change of identity, the discomfort and instinctive resistance brought about by it, cannot be solved by a few words from the lord and a noble army. In order to prevent the nobles' love from erupting, after he finished dealing with official business, he took the two principals of the workshop and the war room, and went to inspect with a light car.

Gongsun Ying's party of more than a dozen people has not gone far. The owner of the war house, Shi Yinghe, pointed to the dozens of people who were sweeping the floor on West Street and said, "Zuo Shuchang! You see! The land of these 20 or so people is not easy to sweep. ”

Gongsun Ying looked at it carefully, and after a sigh: "Well, indeed." This is a person who is proficient in battle formations, in command. You see! Twenty of them, divided into two rows, swept from both sides of the street to the middle, and the distance each swept was exactly the best range of a broom. Therefore, it is effortless to sweep, faster, and can ensure that the sweep is clean. ”

The head of the war house, Shi Yinghe, added: "Zuo Shuchang! You see, those six were with the twenty. These six people are full-time to load the swept garbage into trucks, and they are very organized. You see! They will have two cars in a longitudinal row, and then three people in a car, which can be loaded at the fastest speed without affecting each other. You see! The 20 men used the method of concentrating superior military forces and using the method of encirclement warfare to clean up one section after another, and after the sweeping, they went to the next section. Leave the garbage and hand it over to these six people, just like the containment team on the battlefield, in charge of cleaning up the battlefield, capturing prisoners, collecting supplies, treating the wounded, and burying the dead. The man in command of these is a capable military officer. Ay! Zuo Shuchang, look! Isn't that a winning sword? No wonder? It turned out to be this kid! ”

Gongsun Martingale looked at it, wasn't it the winning sword? As soon as his heart moved, he walked over.

Ying He, who was following behind Gongsun Ying, shouted to Ying Jian, who was loading: "Win Jian, stop!" Elder Zuo Shu is here to inspect! ”

As soon as Win Jian heard the three words of Zuo Shuchang, an endless hatred rushed straight to his head, and when he retracted the shovel of the soil, he subconsciously used too much force, and slammed the car board with a bang! This sound aroused his senses, and after he gritted his teeth, his tense face slowly changed to a respectful smile. He swallowed his saliva before straightening up, putting down the shovel, arching his hand, bending down again, and forcing himself to speak in a humble tone: "Treat the sinful, win the sword, and welcome the inspection of Elder Zuoshu!" Winning Sword led twenty-five people, and the area demarcated by the Zong's decree was sweeping West Street. Please give me a lecture! After speaking, his eyes still couldn't help it, and the disgust of Gongsun Martingale flashed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull a few times.

Gongsun Martingale took a look, this winning sword is incredible! At the age of twenty, you have so much self-control? Such a person who can endure is quite intelligent, and he must be a strong opponent at the corner of his mouth in the future. But at present, he has no reason or excuse to strangle this fierce rival in the cradle, and can only use him as a good subordinate. Gongsun Ying looked at Ying Jian and said lightly: "I'll just walk around, and I can't talk about inspection." You excuse yourself! ”