The army of proofreading is very powerful and majestic, but Mu Shao'an's identity is that of a pikeman with the lowest rank.

It's a bit embarrassing.

opened his attribute template and found that his strength had not been weakened, and even the Netherworld talent, the Grim Reaper, was not banned, but Mu Shaoan would not die to switch the Netherworld Grim Reaper mode, and the result would only be that his whole person would be burned to death as a monster.

"Zhao Ji, what are you in a daze? Keep up!"

A deliberately suppressed but angry voice sounded in the back, and then Mu Shaoan realized that this was the school parade military formation, and as soon as he was in a daze, this queue was a little unable to keep up.

He hurriedly followed a spearman in front, he was naturally confused about the military formation of the Han Dynasty, and the change of the banner commanded by the center was like a book from heaven, and the horns and drums sounded from time to time seemed to be extremely chaotic.

But this is the best way to command tens of millions of people to assemble into an army.

Mu Shao'an finally fouled after running around with the buddy in front of him for a while, he meowed, and he actually had to change formations? How do I know that the yellow flag is shaking up and down is a change of formation in the middle?

Immediately, two tall and fierce soldiers rushed over and brandished clubs with the thickness of human heads.

Mu Shaoan didn't dare to fight back, and the generals commanded above looked at it and dared to resist, it is estimated that it will be the consequence of being beheaded and hanging outside the gate.

Sure enough, since ancient times, the spearman was lucky E, and it was too weak.

This is a real and rich history, but it is also cruel and boring.

The whole morning, plus noon, plus afternoon, except for lunch, there was no breath at all, and the soldiers of all branches of the army were clanging, popping, dangdang, this is training.

As a low-level spearman, Mu Shaoan was beaten a total of 12 times, and the changes in this military formation are too complicated, he has just arrived, and he has no memory of Zhao Ji, in the joint exercise of tens of thousands of soldiers, it is really impossible to deal with it.

Fortunately, he was not the only one who was beaten, and in the hundred-person tun where he was located, there were twelve guys who looked like recruits' eggs and were beaten a lot.

It turns out that this is not the elite of the Han Empire.

When the sun set, the drill was finally over, everyone's stomachs were growling, and Mu Shaoan was no exception, and what surprised him was that he was also a little tired and collapsed, which is not scientific.

Then I thought about it and realized that this should be because the laws of war are too strong, as far as Li Guang, Wei Qing, and Huo Quai's history is definitely SSS-level difficulty, he can enter this experience, although death is not really death, but this kind of thick history, coupled with the strong laws of war, is squeezing him all the time.

"Zhao Ji, you idiot, why are you stunned today? I'm so tired that I'm going to eat and hang up, if it's still like this tomorrow, you, the captain of the Wu, get out." ”

When he returned to the barracks, a big man with a beard walked over and kicked Mu Shao'an, but he was the one who beat himself the hardest with a big stick during the daytime review drill today.

At this time, looking at the shrunken eyes of the soldiers around him, Mu Shaoan suddenly understood that this was the eldest man of his own tun.

"Hehe, Zhao Ji's rammer is afraid that he is suffering from acacia, I remember that he drilled the dog hole of Jia Bo's house when he was resting the day before yesterday. Someone whispered something strange in the back, and then immediately caused a lewd laugh.

"Into the mother thief, look at Zhao Ji, your virtue!" The big man who hated iron and kicked over again, Mu Shao'an was so depressed.

Fortunately, after kicking the two feet, Elder Natun seemed to dissipate his anger, and beckoned a few teenage recruits to carry three large buckets of yellow rice, a large basket of black cakes that I don't know what they were, and a large bucket of meat soup or vegetable soup.

Then a hundred men snorted, chirped, and chirped for a while, and Mu Shaoan was also hungry, grabbed a wooden bowl, and grabbed it with his hands to eat.

The first sip was quite fragrant, and the second sip, I made up, and his eyes straightened instantly.

He said that this yellow rice is very familiar, and he feels that this is the elven grass he saw in the Lord of the Rings before, and at that time it was the fat thief Tal who found it in the wild grass.

Later, after large-scale cultivation, he also ate it, it was delicious, especially after being made into dry food, it was sweet and delicious, well, worthy of the name of elf biscuits.

But this is not right, how could there be elven grass in the history of the Han Empire?

After eating up a big wooden bowl in two bites, Mu Shaoan went to Sheng it again, but found that it was gone, I made up, these guys can really eat, it's just a storm.

"Hey, brother, what kind of meal is this?"

Mu Shaoan stabbed a veteran next to him who looked wrinkled and spoke very well, and this veteran had robbed him of two discus-like cakes before.

Then the veteran glanced at Mu Shao'an a few times with strange eyes, and suddenly burst out, holding two chopsticks that were one foot long and thumb-thick and twitched at Mu Shao'an's head.

"Mother's eight lambs, you Zhao Ji has only been away from home for less than two years, and you don't recognize the millet that you have been planting since your family? If your father and mother are still alive, I am afraid that you will be angry to death!"

Mu Shaoan was completely stunned, no, no, no, he was frightened by the words of this wrinkled veteran, feeling that this is his own eldest brother, why is he so old?

"Lucky for E, lucky for E!" Mu Shaoan could only hug his head and run away, and he didn't dare to fight back, and kept comforting himself in his heart.

Now that he understands, no wonder his name is Zhao Ji, it turns out that he is the fourth or the last in line.

In terms of modernization, he Zhao Ji is Zhao Si.

Nicholas Zhao Si?

Minato, it's too scary.

The laughter around started again, and sure enough, in this happy laughter, Mu Shaoan also knew that this old man who looked like he was in his fifties was really his eldest brother, and his name was Uncle Zhao.

It means Zhao Da.

Uncle Ji has always been ranked like this.

Poor people, it's good to have a surname, and I don't dare to ask for a proper name, let alone a word.

And after this toss, coupled with everyone's dialogue, Mu Shaoan finally knew that among the hundreds of people, basically one-third of them were villagers, and as for the violent man who beat him up continuously, it was actually his cousin, Zeng Yi.

Well, it's even more impossible to get revenge.

But when I think of myself, I'm still a captain, although there are only four recruits under him, but this is really good, maybe his luck as a spearman is D?

After dinner, it was dark, and immediately, the barracks, which had been able to laugh loudly, was completely silent as the glimmer of light disappeared from the sky.

This is to prevent the bombing of the camp.

Mu Shaoan didn't dare to be presumptuous, through today's observation, although he didn't know who the commander in this barracks was, it was definitely Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in this barracks.

Do you believe that those teenage recruits have A-level strength?

The combat power of his violent cousin is definitely S+, coupled with the ubiquitous suppression of the heavy breath of history and the burden of the laws of war, this is not a place where a fish in water is like a fish in water.

Mu Shao'an has such a strong physique, he will starve to death after being trained for a day, ordinary people, hum.

Nothing happened overnight, in fact, it is impossible to think about something.

The next day was still dawn, the sound of the horn was back, and a new day of boring training began, without breakfast, and it seemed that there was no end in sight to such days.

This time, while the soldiers were gathering from the surrounding barracks, Mu Shaoan finally saw the general environment of the surroundings clearly, well, there was a city in the distance.

Is it Yuyang, or is it Mayi in Yanmen County?