"Of course, the generals have also been in battle and killed the enemy. I think it......" Yu Moji pondered for a while before replying, "The life of an ordinary sergeant...... It's not necessarily worthless. ”

Her voice was very low, but the meaning of her words was clearly acquiescing to Yuan Zhizhi's guess.

"In times of peace, this is naturally the case." "But on the battlefield, if the boss dies, the team will be scattered." ”

Yan Zheng nodded, took over the conversation and said, "Riding a pan-sun kite, to put it bluntly, is just a formality. The distinction between a general and a sergeant is fundamentally determined by ability, but as time goes by, how can ordinary sergeants remember how much effort and how many achievements have been made by the generals who sit firmly under the military flag? Let's say you," he said, glancing at Yu Moji's head that was always drooping, "The bandits are all leveled, and you have done a lot of work, but do you know what the commander of the army is called?" ”

Yu Mochen thought for a while, "It seems to be ...... Surname Qu? ”

"Look, I'll just say it." Yan Zheng spread his hands, "If Qu Haoying knows, he doesn't even know what his name is when he keeps praising the 'Little Cannon King' all day long, so he can't be angry." ”

Yuan Pingzhi smiled and waved his hand, "No big or small, General Qu is not much younger than your father, how can you just call him by his name?" But the two of you, one active and the other cautious and diligent, are very interesting to get together. He turned his face and said to Yu Moji, "Some things may not be very pleasant. However, only when there is a difference between respect and inferiority, can the superior be able to serve the public. This distinction between dignity and inferiority always has to be strengthened by these forms. ”

The confusion on Yu Moji's face gradually faded. It seems that a long time ago, when she was studying in the mourning seminary, the masters talked about "etiquette must not be abolished" every day, which is what it meant. However, as the main object of the suppression of the ritual law, she has not been able to pay attention to the meaning.

Now she seems to have understood.

"If you don't like it, I still have it here." Yan Zheng said, "For some people, it is already a rare luck to have the opportunity to go to the battlefield and fight hard. Do you know who the Zhennan Army is? ”

Yu Mojin was puzzled by the question, and whispered, "Sergeant...... Aren't they all conscripted? She vaguely felt that her answer must be wrong, but she didn't know what was wrong. She used to focus on the study of Yanjia, but now she felt more and more that she should make up for the homework of the army.

"I don't know the boss, I don't know my comrades, do you only have armor in your eyes?" Yan Zheng really sighed, "In my opinion, you really should stay in the army and have a good experience." As he spoke, something suddenly "dinged". Yu Moji was wondering, and he saw Yan Zheng take out a small bell from his arms, "tsk", and said, "This thing that my father sent a few days ago is quite effective." By this reason, the time for the release of the kite is near. ”

Yu Moji was amazed in his heart. Yan Zhong is not uncommon, not to mention the imperial capital, even a place like the Qiongmen Chamber of Commerce has one. But it was the first time she had seen a bell of this size and accurately tell the time.

Yan Zheng turned his head—he hadn't forgotten to give Yu Moji a "haven't seen it" provocative look on the way—and said to Yuan Pingzhi, "You've always been very busy, why don't you go back on the Pan-Sun Kite first?" ”

Yuan Pingxin smiled tacitly, and said, "Since you have a heart, I have no choice but to obey my fate." ”

Yu Mojin was stunned by the dumb riddle of these two people, and asked, "Yan Zheng, ...... Why don't you go to sit on a pan-sun kite? ”

Yan Zheng sighed, "When I think of having such a fool as you in the Cardinal, I can't fly steadily. If you have it, I will deign to stay in the army with you and make up for your homework. ”

Yuan Pingzhi nodded and agreed, "You're here, I'm also relieved." After all, after winning the battle, on the way back to the court, the sergeants may not be too restrained compared to the past. You two pay attention. He was really late, and after a few more words, he turned and walked out of the tent.

Yan Zheng waved his hand at his back, then turned his head and said to Yu Moji, "After the camp, you try to follow me as closely as possible, don't run around." ”

"Naturally, I'll stay in the army honestly." Yu Mojin frowned and said, "Besides, I'm such a big person, I can manage myself well." ”

"Not necessarily." Yan Zheng said, and took off the bottom section of the arm armor.

After all, he is not small, and when he travels lightly, the armor he uses is different from that of ordinary sergeants. Yu Moji only said that the armor was probably better and more defensive, but when he looked at it now, he found that what Yan Zheng had removed in three or two was actually the smallest hidden weapon box in the entire Great Qi Empire. The arm armor looked very thin, and when it was turned up, it could still turn out a mezzanine. Inside the mezzanine is a group of mechanical parts, which are quite low-key with the emblem of the Yan family; At a glance, Yu Moji knew that this thing was actually similar to the structure of the Thousand Machine Crossbow, and at first glance it was the handiwork of the Cardinal.

The study of armor is the study of burning gold, and the heavy armor is piled up with human and financial resources, and this kind of small arms is not cheap, and the more elaborate it is, the more laborious it is. Yu Moji looked at the box while imagining Yan Zheng, who was full of treasures, into a moving humanoid gold mountain.

Yan Zheng closed the box with a "click" and threw it to her, "You carry this thing with you." I see you tossing a thousand crossbows all day long, this thing should always be used. He lifted his steps and walked out, only to take two steps and then stopped, coughed lightly, and said, "Don't get me wrong, I don't really have much interest in you." It's just that on this part of the way back to the dynasty, I'm afraid that even military discipline can't control these outlaws around us. ”

After pulling out of the camp, Yu Mochen knew what Yuan Yizhi's care meant when he left, and he also knew why Yan Zheng had to stuff her with a life-saving gadget.

She had always known that the Zhennan Army had strict military discipline, but she never thought that the reason why the Zhennan Army needed such strict military discipline was actually because the sergeants who made up the Zhennan Army were actually a rabble - strong men who were forcibly conscripted, bastards who roamed the streets, evil people who were less culpable, and even aliens who were recruited along the way during past wars...... As Yan Zheng said, they are actually outlaws.

Ordinary sergeants are no better than the proud sons of heaven who have come to the battlefield to train. Not everyone can have such a lofty consciousness as Yan Zheng. When they go on an expedition to an unknown land under the bait of avoiding sin, money, and even merit, outlaws who value profit and sacrifice their lives are much more reliable than children of good families who have no worries about food and clothing.

However, when the discipline is relaxed, it is much more troublesome.

The 30,000 elite soldiers with such a complex composition finally survived a few months of fighting, and at this point, they almost desperately indulged, desperately trying to prove that they still had some living spirit left in their bodies.

They drink, play, and trap their minds with long-lasting vertigo and empty excitement; They fought, venting all the grudges and fears accumulated on the battlefield; They may even self-harm, reminding themselves that they are still alive with pain. They hurt not only themselves, but others as well. Yu Moji followed the army for a few days, and along the way, he felt the sound of scolding and fighting. Some sergeants even harassed civilians along the way, as if they had forgotten their oath to "defend their home and country" when they joined the army.

They do almost anything except murder and prostitution, which are the crime of killing their heads if they commit them.

Under such circumstances, one night, Yu Mochen suddenly said that he wanted to go to the military medical center to help, so he disappeared from the big car specially allocated for Yan Zheng in the army.

She has been there for too long, so long that Yan Zheng, a guy who has always claimed to be free and uninhibited, but is actually Ma Daha, noticed that something was wrong. Yan Zheng looked around for a long time, and finally caught a glimpse of the extraordinarily petite ink marks in a heavy stinky soldier oil, and when she looked closely, she actually found that she was sitting with the sergeants, drinking around the bonfire bowl.

Yu Moji didn't know how many bowls he had dried, and he was about to raise the bowl to drink, when he looked up and saw Yan Zheng rushing over angrily, so he casually threw him a slightly drunk smile. Then she picked up the bowl again and drank it all in one gulp.

This smile mixed with the temperature of the fire and the smell of wine, and it actually froze Yan Zheng in place.

Yu Mojian's half-drunk and half-awake head had no time to think about why Yan Zheng stopped, and he didn't pay attention to where Yan Zheng went later. She just kept drinking, and the more she drank, the more energetic she became, and she made a deal with the sergeants with great interest.

When Yu Mozhen staggered back to the side of the cart, he saw that Yan Zheng had already returned, and he was leaning on stilts outside the carriage in a daze.

She realized that her current image seemed to be very bad, so she pinched her fingers reluctantly, took advantage of the glimmer of clarity brought by the pain, patted the soil on the floor when she sat on the ground, straightened the cuffs wet with wine, tried her best to get out of a regular step, moved to the edge of the wheel in a few steps, held the wheel before it fell crookedly, and then borrowed the strength, jumped up agilely, and smiled, "I'm okay, right?" Not too drunk. ”

Yan Zheng sighed, glanced at her loose cuffs, and said, "You have that arm armor, right?" ”

Yu Moji nodded, and lifted his cuffs to examine him.

Yan Zheng was relieved at this time, hurriedly put away the little smile that came out of his mouth, and moved a little to the side, while saying, "Move your claws farther away." Drunk people don't have good control of their limbs. Don't accidentally touch the spring and shoot me like a hedgehog. ”

Yu Mojin shook his head, "No." Even when I'm asleep, I shoot crossbow arrows accurately. ”

"Just blow it." Yan Zheng folded his hands behind his head with disdain, looking at the stars in the sky in a daze. After a long while, he coughed lightly, and said a little stiffly, "You have a lot of ability, so you dare to go to the army oil pile to mix?" The smell of wine in this body can get drunk with a basket of crabs...... How much did you drink tonight? ”

There was no answer.

He turned his head and saw that Yu Moji had fallen asleep against the carriage without any image. Her arm-wrapped arm had somehow moved away from his side and pointed in the opposite direction.