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The many camps outside the city did not have any fluctuations during this day, and the troops in the camps behaved very normally during this time, without the slightest abnormality, and every day's training and repair were within the same time. It is a very regular pattern of life to follow, and it is exactly the same as the daily routine of their original station.

With He Jin's edict, these troops summoned, as well as the local officials who led the army, all made achievements in various places. Those local officials who received the edict and had no way to come were not because they did not want to come, sometimes because the place was too far away, and some because the local thieves had not disappeared. Otherwise, no one will give up such an opportunity to brush their faces, and they are willing to watch it disappear.

The defeat of the Ten Standing Servants means that the scourge of the party has completely passed, and the officials have regained the power in their hands. In the future, it can even affect the implementation of some government decrees, no longer like at that time, Ren Shichang slaughtered at will, saying that if he goes to prison, he will go to prison, and there is no chance to resist at all.

In the camp of the Nanyang Army, the soldiers finished their day's training, and Qin Jie walked on the school field and watched the soldiers leave, nodding his head gently.

The school field is not flat, at most it is an open space, but it is enough to have an open space. When he came to Luoyang City, he couldn't ask for too much, there were many people who had the same treatment as him, and everyone's camp was almost the same.

As for the fact that you want a better environment, a better life, there is no way around it, unless you do it yourself. Otherwise, the imperial court will not be responsible for helping you improve your life, and it is already because they are state officials who have come from afar to approve these camps and send some sappers to help them build camps.

There is no need to ask too much, although Qin Jie is nominally a civil official and Nanyang is too guarded, he has also experienced battle formations. For example, in the past, when the Yellow Turban was fighting in Nanyang, the environment was much worse than this. For a while he was still living on the tower, but because the Yellow Turbans outside the city had trebuchets, he had to withdraw from the tower.

"Hansheng, today's training is over?" Towards Huang Zhong again, standing still, Qin Jie asked.

"Taishou." Huang Zhong, who was watching the soldiers leave, turned his head after hearing Qin Jie's voice and hugged his fists.

"Today's training is over." He replied.

"Tomorrow, let the soldiers rest for a day, clean up, and return to Nanyang the day after tomorrow."

"Yes." Huang Zhong didn't ask why, just answered. As a military general, he naturally had to obey orders, not to mention that Huang Zhong didn't feel that there was any point in staying in Luoyang City, and even he felt that it was a mistake to come to Luoyang City.

Qin Jie turned sideways, raised his head, and looked at the tall city wall of Luoyang in the distance. After this time, I don't know how long it will be before he sees the walls of Luoyang City again.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he had to lead the army back to Nanyang City, and this trip took a little too long. If it weren't for the imperial court ordering him to stay to watch the ceremony, he really didn't want to stay. The Ten Servants had been killed before they arrived, and there was no use for them.

Seriously, Qin Jie didn't think it made much sense to summon them to Luoyang City to punish the Ten Standing Servants. It's just some eunuchs, so that a few soldiers can easily solve the matter, why use a large army?

Compared with the Ten Standing Attendants, the local Yellow Turban remnants should really be clear as soon as possible. In the territory of Nanyang under his governance, although a large number of yellow turban thieves are either eliminated by them, some of them have already escaped from the territory of Nanyang. But who knows, will these yellow turban thieves come back one day, or if there will be new yellow turban thieves who will flow to Nanyang to cause trouble?

Thinking of this, Qin Jie had the idea of urgently returning to Nanyang. With the characteristics of the Yellow Turban Thieves, after a plunder, all that remains will be a ruined wall, and by the time the official army arrives, it will be too late. If it weren't for cooperating with Gan Xing's Brocade Society, through the mysterious contact methods of the Inhuman, so that he could grasp his movements when he exterminated the Yellow Turban Thief, it would still be a very troublesome matter.

At least the army wants to encircle and suppress the Yellow Turban Thieves, which is very unworthwhile, and more often the Yellow Turban Thieves have already escaped by the time they arrive.

When Qin Jie's heart was like an arrow, Cao Cao was in the small grange outside Luoyang City, and Sun Jian was sharpening his knife.

Sun Jian sat on a small bench, and with his strong body and the small bench under his buttocks, he truly became an inconspicuous existence. In front of him, there was a whetstone, and the ancient ingot knife in his hand was constantly rubbing back and forth on the whetstone, and sparks burst out from time to time.

For things like sharpening knives, Sun Jian is already very proficient, and he can even be said to have a little experience.

When he had sharpened it to a certain extent, he would raise the knife and aim it at the sunlight that was slanting from the sky, and carefully look at the cold light reflected by the blade. After looking at it carefully, he will sharpen the knife again, holding the handle of the knife in one hand and pressing it on the blade with the other, and the speed of his hand is very fast.

The ancient ingot knife is like an extended part of his body, it is his third hand, and it can even be called his life. Therefore, even if Sun Jian closes his eyes, he can easily sharpen his knife and not let too fast movements hurt himself

To his strength, the Gu Ingot Knife can't hurt himself anymore, no matter whether he has his eyes open or closed, as long as he holds the Gu Ingot Knife in his hand, then he is one with the Gu Ingot Knife.

Does the human body hurt itself? Obviously not. It will only be the enemy who will be wounded, and it will be the enemy who will die, not himself.

The knife is not sharpened, just like people, if you don't go through a long period of training and maintain daily habits, then no matter how strong a person is, he will gradually become weak.

The same is true for knives, whether it is a famous knife, a treasure knife, or an ordinary sword, if it is not maintained well, it will become dull sooner or later and will no longer be so sharp.

In this lazy time that is obviously shrouded in the afterglow, Sun Jian sharpens his knife in the afterglow of the sunset, and the sound of the knife and the whetstone in contact is very rhythmic, like music, not harsh.

He is sharpening his knife and waiting for the day after tomorrow.

According to Cao Cao, the day after tomorrow will be the most critical day, and Sun Jian has been preparing early.

He wanted to see how Dong Zhuo was going to rebel. If there is no convenience, if there is, then the knife he sharpened will be buried for Dong Zhuo, and he will cut off his head without hesitation.

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