When he came to the army camp, unsurprisingly, Wang Yao was late again.

However, the soldiers in the army have long been surprised by this.

"It's great, look at the commander, every day I sleep until I wake up naturally before coming to camp."

"Stinky boy, what's sour? You have to have the ability to become a commander before the age of 20, you just get drunk every day and dream of death and no one cares about you! ”

"Haha, one day our commander arrived on time, that's called strange."

In the midst of laughter, the soldiers quickly dispersed and went to their own training.

Wang Yao didn't care, nor did he go to inspect the training progress of the troops, but walked to his camp tent.

Soldiers are more valuable, not more. Now Wang Yao, except for the 48-person special attack team left, basically doesn't care about the other soldiers in the army, and only manages them by Shiliang Ono Fei Yi.

But when it comes to the Strike Squad, there's one thing worth mentioning.

Since the first battle of Wu Shu, the soldiers belonging to the Shanglu Army have privately begun to call the special attack team established by Wang Yao and Zhao Yun together the 'Yaojia Army'.

Although the number of special attack teams is not large, they are all carefully selected elites from the small soldiers, especially under Zhao Yun's day-to-day drills, everyone has the force value of one as three, if you talk about the ability to fight alone, the soldiers in the special attack team have actually surpassed most of the captains in the three-way army, and even the commanders may not be able to match, and its strength can be seen.

But such a team formed by soldiers who at least had the strength of the captain was extremely loyal to Wang Yao, even if Wang Yao later wanted to promote a few qualified and capable soldiers to be the captain, they were all rejected one by one.

They are like a group of apostles who have found their faith, and they have always been silently a small soldier in the special attack team, and they only obey Wang Yao and Zhao Yun, so they were named the 'Yaojia Army' by the soldiers of the Upper Road Army.

In this regard, the popular saying of the Upper Road Legion is that there is a special set up of generous treatment in the special attack team, so the soldiers of the special attack team would rather let the captain go and be willing to be a lowly soldier, and so on, but how much credibility is there, that is, the benevolent and the wise will see the wise.

As for Wang Yao, he naturally likes the title of 'Yaojiajun', because it will make him sincerely have a full sense of achievement, from coming to this other world alone, to now having a group of followers of his own, this kind of achievement is the pursuit of many people, but not anyone can do it.

As for the rumors outside, Wang Yaocai didn't bother to care......

When he came to the tent, Mao Mao, who was the 'private secretary', had already sorted out a large pile of bamboo slips inside, Wang Yao walked over and couldn't help asking, "What are these?" ”

Mao Mao seemed to be startled, turned around, and saw that it was Wang Yao, and immediately said: "In the morning, Lord Li Ping sent small soldiers to send over this month's troop funds, these are all funding dispatch reports, all waiting for you to review them." ”

Wang Yao nodded, and then involuntarily looked at Mao Mao.

This is the earliest, and he is also the most familiar with the magical female soldier, but at this time, a beautiful face looks a little haggard.

"Couldn't you have been crazy at last night's social day party?" Wang Yao laughed and teased as he sat down on the main seat that belonged to him.

"No ......" Mao Mao shook his head, but compared to the bright voice that always carried a sense of vitality in the past, the voice at this time seemed a little low and weak.

Wang Yao didn't care, because soon, his attention was on the bamboo slip in his hand.

The daily maintenance cost of the gun carriage \ table is 50 gold coins......

Weapon consumption, replace and replenish 500 gold coins......

The daily food consumption of the troops is 50 gold coins......

Whenever Wang Yao reviewed the funds of the army, he always felt itchy in his heart, he could see and touch it, but he couldn't take it, just like a money counter working in a bank, especially when he saw that the total amount of funds in the bottom corner was 11,000 gold coins, he couldn't help but drool.

Money is often presented differently in the eyes of different people; In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, this huge amount of money may be a spacious house with a pavilion, a group of charming wives and concubines, and a worry-free life of drunken fans, but in Wang Yao's eyes, this fund is a lot of glittering equipment!

After a night of deep reflection last night, Wang Yao had secretly decided in his heart to share the joys and hardships with Luna, in other words, in the near future, the enemy they would most likely face was the 'Armor Emperor' who could completely abuse the entire Star Family with his own strength.

No.

It's not just the Emperor......

In his memory, the cherry-colored figure resurfaced in his mind, which made Wang Yao's heart mixed.

Maybe things in the future may not be as bad as imagined at the moment, but just like Wang Yao, once Luna really turns against Armor and meets with swords, then Mulan and the Great Wall Guard trio under her command will definitely not sit idly by......

All in all, Wang Yao's mood is extremely heavy now, and his desire for equipment is also unprecedented.

Of course, having said that, Wang Yao has absolutely no intention of embezzling public funds, although he is very poor, and he does not have the ambition of the ancients to measure virtue and self-determination, but he knows the ugliness of human nature, and it is precisely because there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to stick to his principles nowadays, so he feels that he should be more alone and keep to himself.

Just like before, a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way!

While he was reviewing, Wang Yao suddenly felt as if a gaze was watching him, and subconsciously looked up, only to find that Mao Mao was looking at himself in a daze, with a slightly complicated luster in his dark eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't ...... Not. Mao Mao shook his head in a panic as if he was awakened, then paused, and then asked a little crampedly: "By the way, ...... lately Where did the fourth brother go? Why don't you see others? ”

Wang Yao knew that Mao Mao was talking about Zhao Yun, so he casually lied and said, "His mother is seriously ill, so she took leave to go back to her hometown for a while, and reported that I had already fought with the higher-ups." ”

"Uh-oh." Mao nodded absentmindedly, then sat aside and stopped talking.

Wang Yao frowned, and realized that something really seemed wrong with Mao Mao today, but at this time, there were too many more important things lingering in his heart, so he didn't have the heart to ask in detail.

Wang Yao felt that along the way, they had such a close relationship, even if it was a man and woman who was ashamed to talk about it, Mao Mao would definitely tell him, and since Mao Mao didn't take the initiative to say it, it meant that it was nothing serious.

Soon, it was noon.

Wang Yao, who had finally finished handling the financial affairs, threw away his pen, stretched his waist comfortably, and said to Mao Mao: "Then I'll get off work." ”

Mao Mao didn't understand what 'off work' meant, but after a long time, he also knew that when Wang Yao said this, it meant 'Lao Tzu is going home', so he nodded and answered, and began to clean up the messy desktop and the bamboo slips that he had reviewed for Wang Yao.

Mao Mao always takes care of everything for Wang Yao silently behind his back, which has become a natural norm.

......

......

Back in Jingzhou, Wang Yao went to the market to buy fresh ingredients first, and the peddlers and pawns who were familiar with him greeted him warmly as usual.

"How did the night become more expensive?"

"Hey, you don't know, this autumn, the rain is scarce, the fields are dry and cracked, and the crops are too poor."

"Dizzy, then change me for kale, what? Even the price of kale has gone up? ”

The skyrocketing price of vegetables made Wang Yao, who was shy of his bags, a little depressed. The salary is not high, and the price is still rising desperately, which makes it impossible for people to live?!

Just as Wu Zi was complaining in his heart, Wang Yao suddenly saw a familiar figure walking towards him in front of the street.

It was a heavily armed little soldier, with a long knife behind his waist, and his bearing was very extraordinary, but under the cold helmet, his dark eyes had a faint haze, making this little soldier look a little cold.

Wang Yao was a little surprised, because this little soldier was none other than one of his former teammates; 2 up.

Since a month ago, after the unhappy parting on the lower road of the canyon, Wang Yao and 2 Da have never met again, and the two people who once killed the enemy side by side, life and death, seem to have a tacit understanding to avoid each other.

At this time, Wang Yao was a little embarrassed, because he was not ready to release his previous suspicions, but thinking of the scene where they were fighting to the death with hundreds of black soldiers back to back in the Fulong Slope of the canyon, he finally gritted his teeth and greeted him with a compromised helpless smile.

"Two ......"

Wang Yao hadn't called 2 Da's full name yet, but he only felt a gust of cold wind blowing through his hair, and 2 Da was like a stranger, ignoring it, and walked past him expressionlessly, without any pause.

Wang Yao was stunned, and the hand raised when he was about to say hello also stopped in mid-air awkwardly.

This development was something he did not expect.

Even if there are some disagreements between each other on the position, it won't end there, right?!

Wang Yao turned his head and looked at the familiar back that was gradually moving away with some confusion, feeling that the distance between him and 2 Da was as far away as an abyss.

2 Since Da went to the lower road to become a commander, his original temperament of being cold on the outside and hot on the inside has become more and more incomprehensible.

2Da, what the hell is going on?

Did he do something that made him look away?

Wang Yao couldn't help but put down the vegetable basket in his hand and sat on the side of the sparsely populated street, thinking depressedly.

At this time, from the direction where 2 arrived, another person slowly came.

It was a middle-aged man walking with his hands in his hands, dressed in a brocade dress with a dull tone, with a Chinese face, and his long hair neatly combed back made his forehead look very full, and his temperament was quite elegant and open-minded, but if he added the strange and rare dark red phoenix eyes of the middle-aged man, invisibly, it added a breathtaking momentum to him that was not angry and self-imposing!

Wang Yao inadvertently, his eyes looked over, and he couldn't take it back, and in a pair of eyes with sharply constricted pupils, there was even more fear and panic in an instant.

Although his clothes had changed, in terms of appearance, Wang Yao immediately recognized this middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing.

Blood...... Hero!