This is a strange soldier of Fa Yan Bozang, named Shadow Army, and it is also the prince's own soldier. These 700 people were alone, with no relatives and no wives or children, so they had no means of being threatened.

The prince has no generals, and the responsibility for training the troops is all on Fa Yanbo, so he has to go back and forth between the city and the suburbs of Beijing every day, and he has to accompany the prince to recruit leisure talents everywhere, and he is also responsible for developing weapons and planning and training troops, and he is very busy. Now that he has taken Qingjiang over, he can finally take a breath and hand over this place to Qingjiang to be in charge. "There is no time and space here, and it is up to the inquisitors to appoint whoever they want to be the captain, and humans are not born to obey the sword and pay the gods. Suddenly parachuting a commander, I'm afraid they won't be convinced. Qing Jiang was a little unsure, "Does the master really want me to be in charge of commanding the Shadow Army?" ”

"I'm sure you can." Fa Yanbo patted him, "Take out some wrist Liwei, and the others will be soft as soon as the prickly head is subdued." ”

The thorn in his mouth is called Cai Silin, is the little marquis of the Ping'an Marquis' Mansion, the ancestors of the Ping'an Marquis Mansion and the first emperor fought the world together, although the old Taizu has a lot of achievements but the descendants have taken the civil official line, plus there are a lot of unscrupulous descendants, it is inevitable that there will be some decline in several generations, this generation of emperors has even thought about recovering the title of the Ping'an Marquis, and there are frequent problems with the Ping'an Marquis. Fa Yan Bo and the crown prince deliberately met this generation of Ping'an Marquis in the market, and asked him to do a few errands through an explicit hint, and the emperor had no excuse to cut the knight, so he had to give up.

This generation of the little marquis of the Ping'an Marquis Mansion is a muddy one, and he thinks that he will be cut off sooner or later anyway, so he is a little afraid of the sky and the earth, and the taste of the big deal is not to be opened. Originally, he didn't care about the title, but after meeting the prince and Fa Yanbo, he was told by the prince that the title was nothing, and the focus was on the lives of the people in that house. It's not a big deal, but as long as someone catches the handle and beheads all over the house, it may happen, and the emperor will definitely not be able to save a family that has no effect on him, and the only way to keep the Hou Mansion is to cooperate with the prince.

Of course, Cai Silin scoffed at this statement, but he also kept an eye on it, until he saw with his own eyes that the Zhennan Hou Mansion, which was similar to the Ping'an Hou Mansion, was framed and punished by the nine clans because he offended the three princes, and the emperor almost did not hesitate, or even tried to rehabilitate the Zhennan Hou, and directly gave the order.

After watching the execution ground that day, the little marquis returned home in a daze, and immediately found the prince the next day. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want his family to die with him, and with a little hope that he could lead the family back to glory, Zeislin decided to cooperate. Therefore, Fa Yanbo threw him into the hot spring Zhuangzi and became the only soldier with a family background among the seven hundred.

Cai Silin is very smart, the Cai family was originally a military general, and he also has the blood of a military general who is belligerent and refuses to admit defeat in his bones, and after enduring a period of discomfort, he quickly rose to become a centurion, and he is bold, and he is like a big brother to the group of orphans in the shadow army, and he is very popular.

Maybe the first half of his life was too smooth, and he was extremely popular in the shadow army, and soon after Cai Xiaohou's attitude of no one in his eyes returned, he thought that with his influence and ability, he would definitely be able to become the commander of the shadow army, but who knew that there was a commander in the air.

Cai Xiaohou Ye was not convinced, very, very unconvinced, he stared at the young man in front of him who didn't even look like he was even a weak crown, "Let him command, I don't accept it!" ”

"Oh? So what will you have to do to be convinced? Fa Yanbo looked over, his face still seemed to be smiling, and Zeiss flinched.

If you want to say who you respect the most in this life, Cai Silin will definitely say that it is the prince, and after actually getting along, he gradually understands the prince's personality charm, is intimidated by his benevolent mind, and believes that he has real talent and hard work; But if you ask him who he is most afraid of in this life, Cai Xiaohou is not afraid of heaven and earth, and the only thing he is most afraid of is the strategist surnamed Fa next to His Royal Highness the Prince.

At the beginning of the creation of the Shadow Army, there were many people in the army who were not convinced, everyone wanted to be the head, no one was convinced, and even Mr. Fa, the founder of the army. Mr. Fa's appearance is very high, he is born with beautiful skin, red lips are curved, and his smile is like a spring breeze blowing on his face, but only after being rectified by him will he understand the true meaning behind the smile.

Cai Xiaohou Ye has seen Mr. Fa smiling lightly more than once, and his demeanor is calm, and the guys who came to provoke him are crying and calling for their mothers. The force value is not low, and several people had thought of a night attack that time, so it was impossible to force him by force.

This kind of person can't be provoked! Therefore, no matter how Marquis Cai brags in private, he is definitely a well-behaved and honest appearance on the surface, and he definitely doesn't want to be manipulated by Mr. Fa, it's too terrible.

The prince is a person he respects, so he naturally can't move, Mr. Fa is too terrible for him to move, the shadow army was created by these two people, and he is also happy and convinced of the two, but to Qingjiang, he is not convinced by anything!

"I'm going to challenge him!" Cai Silin boldly pointed at Qingjiang, "As long as he can win me, I will be convinced." ”

The prince looked at Qingjiang with some concern, Fa Yanbo smiled, and a pair of beautiful eyes also looked at Qingjiang, Qingjiang put down the teacup and looked directly at Cai Xiaohou.

"What are you going to challenge?"

"I'll shoot with you!" Cai Silin pointed to the bow and arrow and arrow basket on the side, "Put a fruit on your head, I will shoot you first, and then you will shoot me, shoot three arrows at each other, and the one who can shoot the fruit wins." ”

Bows and arrows are commonly used in the army, Cai Silin also suffered for a while in order to practice bows and arrows when he first entered the Shadow Army, and recently he finally got started and became one of his proud talents, he didn't believe that this slender young man had a way to pull the black iron tire bow. At that time, he will definitely make him lose face, and let the prince and Mr. Fa understand that he is the most suitable person to lead the shadow army.

"Yes." Qingjiang tilted his head and showed a faint smile at him. "But I also want to make a request."

"What requirements?" Zeislin squinted at him.

"I want to live and die." Qingjiang's words were astonishing, "The bow and arrow have no eyes, and they are responsible for whether they are disabled or dead in the fighting arena." How is it? Do you dare, Zeislin? ”

"Sign it! What do I dare not dare! Zeislin yelled.

Fa Yanbo watched the two of them cut their fingers and sign the life and death form, and smiled in his heart, child, I hope you won't be shocked by the hundred-year-old sword...

On the school field, Qingjiang and Cai Silin each signed a life and death certificate, and the blood-colored handwriting was very abrupt on the white silk cloth. After signing their names, they took an apple from the prince's hand, and a few soldiers busily removed their things for the two of them to clear the field.

Blown by the wind, Cai Silin's blood-boiling head just now began to cool down a little, and the young man in front of him was still half a head shorter than himself, but his eyes were as resolute as if he had seen a hundred years of wind and frost. Obviously he is still a teenager, why do you have such eyes?