Duntou Village under the night sky is extraordinarily lively. A bonfire is lit in the village square, where men, women and children of the village gather. Around the campfire, there were three long rows of banquets, like crescent moons.

The villagers brought out the best barbecued meat, the freshest and sweetest melons and fruits, and the most mellow wine from their cellars. Hundreds of wine tables were piled up. The large urn next to it was full of pancakes, and everyone could take it.

The villagers sang and danced, frolicked, and even the old wizards in the ancestral hall took off their sandalwood masks, raised their glasses and drank bitterly, and sang ridiculous ballads with their old throats.

Early tomorrow morning, the warriors of Duntou Village will leave the village, they will go to Qingshan Town to gather the soldiers of the hundred villages, and then go to Junhu City to meet the army from the hundred towns, and then go to the big city of Dangyang and the army from the hundred cities to assemble, and go to the battlefield of Sleepy Tiger Mountain in the west.

There are tens of millions of elites of the Great Chu Kingdom, together with warriors recruited from eighty-one great cities, to jointly fight against the endless stream of corpse demons from the Western Death Desert.

In normal times, the routine invasion of corpse demons every winter is usually enough for nine of the eighty-one cities to send troops. This year is the year of the tide of corpse demons, and this kind of national mobilization war has been held every ten years or so.

Hundreds of thousands of years of war have continued, and conscription has become the biggest festival in every village. Everyone must bid farewell to the undecided warrior with the most cheerful mood. No crying, no goodbye.

"Duntou Village, Qingshan Town, Junhu City, one main soldier, Sang Quan, five auxiliary soldiers, Shi Xiong, Gao Cheng, Cangtietou, Lu Ren, Song Bin, two servants, Guan Dazhuang, Zhu Guangding. ”

Lin Mufan sat in the most honorable position of the banquet. In his left hand, he held a military book, and in his right hand, he held a carving knife and turned it lazily around his fingertips.

In the large clay pot in front of him, Gu Wen carefully cooked half of the winter bamboo shoots roasted unicorn antelope, and there were only a few bare bones left that were comparable to being licked by a dog.

Lin Mufan sighed contentedly, but he still felt that his mouth and nose were filled with strange fragrances.

He finally made up his mind, and engraved the last few words under Gu Wen's name engraved on the military book: "Gu Wen, level 10, man." ”

In the Great Chu military system, underage soldiers below level 8 can only serve as servants in the army, helping to set up camps, clean and clean, and are servants.

Soldiers above level 8 and less than level 10 are called auxiliaries, mainly to help heavy cavalry and infantry wear armor and carry secondary weapons.

Levels 10 to 14, known as pawns, have a certain combat effectiveness and are usually infantry cannon fodder troops.

Above level 15 is called a soldier, starting from a corporal, to being a sergeant below level 24, which is considered an ordinary soldier.

Lin Mufan is level 20, but because he is a cavalry led by the lord of the small city, he is also awarded the rank of sergeant.

Most of the soldiers above the big city start from level 25 and go up to level 34, and they are called elite soldiers.

Above level 35, most of them are awarded the rank of lieutenant, except for special troops.

Further up is beyond Lin Mufan's vision.

After Gu Wen killed three first-order demon beasts with a single blow of Burst Ju, his level directly soared to level 10.

According to Gu Wen, he has finally changed from a novice to a job, and he can leave the novice village.

Lin Mufan originally wanted to make Gu Wen an auxiliary soldier, but as soon as he remembered the scene he saw in the slaughterhouse, Lin Mufan couldn't help but feel a pain in his right molar.

Forget it, it's still the glorious profession of a guy who is suitable for Gu Wen. I didn't see that Gu Wen was surrounded by the open-air stove now, and he was very busy.

Gu Wen sweated like rain, waved the kitchen knife in his right hand, drawing countless afterimages, and the spatula in his left hand flew over, stir-frying in an iron pot the size of a tabletop.

The beast and monster broth cooked in a few large round pots next to it was constantly tumbling. On the other side, more than a dozen four-story bamboo steamers are steaming fragrant rice.

A large pot dish can be different from a small pot at home, and the dishes that pursue fast and tender stir-fry must be turned as quickly as possible. Fortunately, Gu Wen has been promoted to level 10. Even though it is the weakest level 10, his arms have strength close to a thousand catties.

Seeing that the fire was 9 percent, Gu Wen put down the spatula, held the handle of the wok with both hands, turned it hard, and poured a pot of garlic sprouts fried venison into a huge clay pot. Then scoop up a large scoop of boiling oil mixed with the ingredients and pour it into the basin.

Xu Xiaofeng, Shi Ma and several other housewives hurriedly divided the vegetables in the tile pots into several smaller pots, and then a few aunts and sisters-in-law sent them to the banquet.

Pots of fragrant monster beasts and beast dishes were burned out like water, and they were snatched up at a faster speed. Only an empty basin remained spinning around the table.

"Ding, you have made another popular demon beast dish. Your cooking skills have been praised by more than 1,000 people. Your Chef level increases by one level, bringing your current level to 25. ”

Gu Wen sighed secretly in his heart: "One of my senior consultants turned into a New Oriental chef, this is not the right direction." ”

Of all the professions of consultants, consultants are still unrecognized??, chefs are now the highest-ranking chefs.

Gu Wen knew that in the next national war, the trumpet of level 10 could only be said to be cannon fodder among cannon fodder.

It is imperative to raise the chef rank as high as possible. In this way, in a quarter of an hour of using "stealing beams and changing pillars", he can barely be regarded as a high-level professional warrior, and even if he escapes, he can run faster than ordinary cannon fodder.

A lot of times running is a skill that I don't need to be faster than my pursuers, I just need to be faster than my own people.

Xu Xiaofeng quickly helped divide and wash the vegetables, and occasionally secretly glanced at his precious son.

Qingyun customs, you must not cry when sending the army. It is said that as long as you cry, your loved ones who went to the battlefield will not be able to return safely. Xu Xiaofeng could only swallow tears in her stomach, with a smile on her face.

Looking at his son's majestic chef's style, Xu Xiaofeng had already thrown his son's ambition to inherit his father's business out of the clouds, and secretly thought in his heart: "Ancestor bless, if Xiaowen can return safely this time, I will never force him to practice martial arts again." Even if you go to Qingyun Town to be a chef. ”

Pang Sanjin sat on the chairman with Zhu Dafu, Sang Quan, and the old priests in the village.

As a teacher in the village, Pang Sanjin is not in the conscription sequence.

Xiang Yunfei, the founding emperor of the Great Chu State, said: "If one day, the teachers who teach the next generation have to go to the battlefield, the Great Chu will already die." ”

Pang Sanjin toasted frequently to Lin Mufan on the guest of honor with a smile on his face. He also invited Sang Quan, several hunters sitting in the second seat, and students Guan Dazhuang and Zhu Guangding who applied for the draft. The mouth kept saying auspicious words such as meritorious service promotion and glory to the ancestors.

Only between the eyebrows, there is a hint of melancholy.

This year's winter snow fell early, and the tide of corpse demons will be even more ferocious in the future. Minors applied for the draft, almost to the point of overdrawing the potential of the Great Chu State.

The top hunters in Duntou Village joined the army, and the strength of the village suddenly dropped by 6%. Whether it's hunting wild beasts or protecting villages, it's a bit stretched.

Before Sang Quan came back, Pang Sanjin still had to act as a headhunter, and he had even less time to teach students.

Fortunately, Shi Wu, the most potential student in the class, stayed, and Han Qingliu, who had good potential, was also there. There are still two large classes of graduates in Duntou Village this year who may be admitted to university within three years.

However, neither of them was present today.

Han Qingliu made a joke about "Houying", the little girl was thin-skinned, and she didn't dare to see anyone at home for the time being.

Shi Wu came over and drank two glasses with Guan Dazhuang, Gu Wen and others, and then disappeared. Maybe you are worried about not winning the lottery?

As the night wore on, the campfire dimmed. Everyone was full of food and drink, and went home to sleep. There was silence in the village.

Shi Wu was lying on the straw pile in the firewood house in the south of the village, holding a dead grass stalk in his mouth, looking at the few cold stars in the sky.

Suddenly, there was a "sudden" sound, and a black shadow flew over. Shi Wu stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was a sheepskin wine sac. The wine in the bag is deliberately warmed, and the warm feeling spreads through the skin to the palm of the hand.

The two figures followed and climbed onto the pyre, it was Gu Wen and Guan Dazhuang. The two of them casually lay in the pile of firewood and grass beside Shi Wu, holding grass stalks, looking up at the starry sky together, and did not speak.

After being quiet for a while, Shi Wu suddenly whispered: "Actually, that day I wanted to get the sign that was marked by Zhu Dafu." ”

"I know. The two friends said in unison.

Guan Dazhuang spit out the grass stalk in his mouth, and said disdainfully: "Our three brothers grew up together, Xiao Wu, can you hide your little flower intestines from us?"

"And you're still helping me?"

"Cut, be a brother, don't you help you, do you help the bare man of the Zhu family?"

"You don't mind?"

"Mind me, so we both of us have entrusted you with care. ”

"Brother" "Brother" "Brother"

The hands of the three teenagers were clasped together.

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