Pingyuanjun Zhao Sheng and others were listening to Mr. Xun Kuang's lecture in the school. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Suddenly, a servant came in to report: "There is a luxury carriage outside the door, and the report is General Zhao Hao, the king of Ma Fujun, saying that he has something important to discuss with the adult." ”

Zhao Sheng was impatient, and it seemed that he was very wrong with Ma Fujun Zhao Hao. He rubbed in the academy for a while before leaving to go to the living room, where Zhao Hao had been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Hao, who was dressed in martial arts, said: "I came to meet you today because I have something important to discuss. ”

He was majestic, magnificent, and there was a momentum between his words: "The first few **** armies went north to conquer Yan and won a big victory, have you ever known about this?" ”

"A big win? Could it be the one explained by the sacrifice that can improve combat effectiveness? ”

"Yes, that's exactly what happened." Zhao Hao said, "The method personally developed by the chief priest of the sacrificial center can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the whole army. The results were far greater than anyone had estimated. ”

"How's it going?"

"After this battle, our army is one against three. Defeated and killed the Yan army with 3,000 armor and 40 chariots. It's a big win! Zhao Hao said.

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains, gasped.

At this time, the gap in individual combat capabilities between the six countries of the Central Plains was not obvious. Although the military strength of the Zhao army has been significantly improved after the reform, it is far from reaching the level where it can defeat three enemies with one.

It can be said that it is extremely difficult to attack the crowd with outnumbered, or in the wilderness, which is not dangerous to defend: "The combat method developed by the Great Priest is so sharp that it can achieve such a combat improvement!" ”

"Formal, special training methods can greatly strengthen the physical fitness of soldiers; At the same time, our army attacked in groups, and the power of the combined attack was also extraordinary. This is where 'well-trained' and 'synergy' come into play. ”

Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng nodded and said, "Sure enough, what is the reason why the general came this time?" ”

Zhao Hao said: "Originally, our army could take this as an opportunity to invade the remaining five countries. However, it seems that this secret method developed by the High Priest does not last long, and within a short time after the battle, the physical condition of all the sergeants has fully returned to their normal state. ”

"In other words, this experiment seems to be successful, but in fact it failed?"

"So I'm here this time, in fact, for the follow-up development of this matter. It is also possible to improve the combat capability of ordinary soldiers. ”

"Tell me about it?"

Zhao Hao nodded, but began to tell a seemingly unrelated matter: "Lord Pingyuan, do you know that Zhao Yuan, the commander of our army's thousand-man team, has died in battle?" ”

Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng was shocked again.

This information is not trivial, because Zhao Yuannai is one of the few generals with superb martial arts in the Zhao army system, and his combat ability is high. I heard that he also has a special mood ability that can greatly enhance his combat effectiveness in battle. Although it is impossible to see the mood and ability of others from the surface, but in a high position, you can often hear the news of this person's pride.

I didn't think he was dead.

Without waiting for Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng to ask, Zhao Hao told the matter on his own: "Zhao Yuan was defeated by an ordinary person in a one-on-one battle. ”

Then, he told the detailed process of the battle at that time, and concluded at the end: "This ordinary young man who defeated Zhao Yuan, although he weakened Zhao Yuan's strength in various ways in the early stage, can be said to have taken some tricks. But in the end, he really defeated Zhao Yuan with his own strength, especially his last punch, which was extremely domineering, it was me, if I only had his physical fitness, I wouldn't be able to hit such a punch.

Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng was silent, he knew Zhao Hao's strength, and he also knew how high the evaluation of this seemingly bland sentence represented.

"So, General Zhao Hao, how are you doing?"

"That's what I'm asking you this time. This man is now in prison by me, and for some special reason I have agreed to postpone the date of his beheading. The time is near, and tomorrow at noon, he will be put to death! ”

"Kill my good general, move the heart of my army, and kill him to uphold the country's prestige!"

Zhao Hao said again: "Dare to ask your lordship, do you agree?" ”

"I was not allowed to interfere in the affairs of governing the army. What's more, General Zhao Hao, you have already made up your mind, so just act according to the order. Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng said coldly, "However, since the general asked, I still have to answer." ”

Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng said: "I am against it. ”

"The state spends a lot of money every year on top of the monks. In order to select outstanding talents for their own use. As General Fang Cai said, the ordinary people themselves are a piece of good talent and beautiful jade worth cultivating, and it is possible to master the method of popularizing the whole army to improve its combat effectiveness. ”

Zhao Hao said: "This is wrong, I think the military spirit is the foundation of the country, if the powerful generals in the army are allowed to die like this and do not punish the troublemakers, it is unreasonable and reasonable." The morale of the army is unstable and the national body is damaged, which is also where the national interest lies! ”

Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains, did not give in, but spoke another reason. The two argued over this, and their words gradually sharpened.

After a few rounds, Zhao Hao said angrily: "If you talk about the interests of the country, Lord Pingyuanjun, I am afraid that your family's land taxes have not been paid yet!" ”

Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains, said angrily: "What if I don't pay taxes? ”

Zhao Hao hugged his fist to the north and said: "In addition to dispatching troops, this general is also under the order of King Wen to worship as an official of Zhao Guotian, and is in charge of the collection of a country's field tax!" ”

The more they talked, the angrier they became, and they were about to quarrel.

Suddenly, the servant stepped forward and said, "Report that General Lian Po is visiting!" ”

The two had to stop for the time being, and they both stood up and greeted each other:

"General!"

"General!"

I saw an extremely burly and imposing general stepping in, this person had an extremely long beard and an extremely round belly. Walking towards him, it was as if a big mountain was pressing down, he looked at the generals in front of him, and said with a smile: "What did I quarrel about, it turned out to be for such a trivial matter." ”

"Simple, I'll tell you something." "Just see how much he can eat." ”

Zhao Hao and Zhao Sheng were stunned.

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……

When Yue Qiang came out, he seemed to hear a woman laughing at him in the attic of Pingyuan Jun's house, but he didn't care, he had to go back to prison first.

Although he has been running around outside these days, he has to go back to report at this time of day. Both the guards guarding the door and the jailers inside the prison were very polite to him, as long as he pressed a handprint.

At first, Yue Qiang thought that Zhao's prison institutions were loose and the management methods were like child's play. So he tried to go out of the city yesterday, and it was this attempt that he understood the meaning of Ai Qian's sentence "never go out of the city". The closer he got to the gates, the more uncomfortable he felt, as if a bloodthirsty tiger was staring at him. As soon as he turned around, the tiger would pounce on him.

On the contrary, as long as he leaves the direction of the city gate and returns to the city, it will be fine.

This feeling can be felt at the gates in any direction, even when they are close to the walls.

He estimated it again, and as long as he turned around, he would be fine.

In the heart of Handan City, he felt most at home.

In the center of the city is a place of worship.

This discovery made him make up his mind again.

In the past two days, he pulled the carriage and took Mr. Xun Kuang all over the city, and he was very busy, but he still found a lot of time to observe the sacrificial house. The walls of the sacrificial hall were white, and in the middle of it was a building that was five or six stories high. This is quite incredible in ancient times, and it is probably the tallest building in Handan City, and there is a big "sacrifice" word hanging in front of the building.

Yue Qiang seemed to be inadvertent, but in fact, he had quietly touched the situation around the sacrificial place.

The main entrance is difficult to get into, and it's heavily censored. The fence is also very high and cannot be climbed over. But there is an old tree with a crooked neck outside the high wall on the side, and it is much easier to climb up the tree and climb over it. He did a thorough survey and even prepared an extra rope.

Tonight, Yue Qiang plans to visit the sacrificial place at night.

Of course, before that, you need to go back to the prison and report it according to your handprint.

As usual, I greeted the jailer and prepared to leave. But this time, he was told to stay in prison.

"Little brother, you can't leave today."

"What's the situation?"

"Because tomorrow you're going to be beheaded."

Yue Qiang dragged his chin and listened, feeling that this matter was like a joke. Then he heard the jailer say, "But you still have a way to save yourself." ”

I saw that the little brother of the jailer carried three large rice buckets and placed them on the stone table, which contained millet grass. I roughly estimated that the amount of these millet rice together could make five rice cookers! Enough for him to eat for half a month.

Yue Qiang was stunned: What is this?

"Eat, eat more. The more you eat, the less likely you are to be decapitated tomorrow. ”

……

Yue Qiang vaguely understood what the current situation meant.

I used to play a game, and there was a military general named Lian Po in it, and the line he shouted when he made a move was "Is it still good to eat?" ”。 Although I haven't studied Chinese texts, the literal meaning is easy to understand, and it is estimated that the more food you eat, the more powerful you are.

So what now? It should be the same situation, as long as the amount of food is large, it means that there is still a place for you? Maybe you can still be a petty military attaché?

That's the way to go.

It's just that I can't imagine that the ancients were so able to eat......

Yue Qiang looked at the three large buckets of rice on the table, and his eyes were straight.

This is millet. Not rice.

If it is rice, you may be able to eat three or four bowls, because the rice swells when steamed with water, and a bowl of undercooked rice has the volume of three or four bowls when steamed. But this thing looks like millet stick noodles, and it is definitely very satisfying......

He stirred inside the rice bucket with his chopsticks.

It's very porcelain.

Definitely fill your stomach.

I asked the jailer for a plate of the saltiest pickles and began to eat in silence.

"I'll give you a reference." The jailer said, "The military attaché of our army above the rank of commander can eat one bucket of rice and two catties of meat for each meal. As for General Lian Po, the most edible in our army......"

"Don't talk about it." Yue Qiang waved his hand, "Get me some water, the rice is too dry and choking." (To be continued.) )