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In the twenty-two days, Han Feng did not look for Zhuo Xiaoling again, nor did he worry about the affairs of Liuquan anymore, in addition to going to the mine to train the troops every day, he went home to study in a down-to-earth manner. Occasionally, he just met up with Duren in the tavern, asked a few words, and then went home again.

The 21,000 men of the Chen Army, the White Army, and the Ying Army returned from Daqingshan one after another. Every time he returned, the people who had stayed behind would gather around and ask about the situation. However, those people got the gag order issued by Huang Jidu, so they kept silent and refused to reveal a word, and the more this happened, the more curious and excited the people in the city became to go out of the city.

On this day, it was finally the day when Han Feng went out of the city.

Although I didn't have to go to the mine, I got up an hour earlier than usual.

Daqingshan is fifty miles away, and the place for training troops is at the foot of Daqingshan Mountain.

Before leaving, Han Feng looked at the cold iron sword tied to his left arm, thought about it, but still sighed, wrapped the cloth belt around his arm a few more times, and went out with it.

Because they went that day and returned that night, the recruits didn't have to carry their bags, and each person only carried two steamed buns for lunch. Knowing that they were going out of town, every young man hadn't slept well the night before, and when they gathered, you look at me, and I look at you, and everyone's eyes were dark and funny.

Thousands of people are the division, and the leader is the commander of the first division of the Sui Army, Chu Jifeng. This person is burly, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, he was Tan Qianbai's bodyguard before joining the army, and he threw a long whip in one hand. At this time, he had a three-zhang long whip around his waist, and a pig iron steel knife in his hand, standing in front of the team, majestic.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I left the city!" Chu Jifeng is considered Tan Qianbai's staff, not a prisoner of Lidu, so he is not bound by the rules of Lidu, but in order to train his troops, he has not been out of Lidu for half a year. In this realm where birds don't and are all men, I'm about to go crazy, and I'm finally able to go out of the city to "let off steam", although it's just a circle under Daqing Mountain, but it's better than nothing.

The thousand-man division went out of the east gate. As soon as they left the city gate, the young men shouted for joy, and a few shouted to the sky.

"I'm out of town! I'm out of town!"

The voice was high-pitched, and even the goshawk hovering in mid-air was frightened by the earth-shattering shouts of these people and flew away into the distance.

But Han Feng didn't shout out at this time.

He also wanted to shout, but when he looked up, he felt that a breath was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out. He only felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, and he almost burst his chest, and the feeling of pain but happiness was something he had never experienced in his life.

As far as the eye can see, there is no longer a city wall to block it. The day is the sky, the mountain is the mountain, and the sand in the distance is also the sand...... There are no shadows of the city walls, no wooden buildings that are tired of looking at.

The trees outside the city are no different from the trees in the city, and they are even much more sparse, but they look strange, twist as much as they love, grow as long as they love, and no one breaks them stiffly, no one ties wooden supports around them, and makes them go in one direction.

He inhaled deeply, and then exhaled heavily, as if the air outside the city was much fresher than the inside, though there was a lot more sand.

After going out of the east gate, if you go to the southeast, thirty miles away is Daijin Pond, Han Feng thought about his father's previous advice, and said that when he got to Daijin Pond and found his mother's burial place, he knew how to enter the Ten Thousand Bone Mound. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the southeast, just thinking about sneaking over, but 10,000 people looked at their 1,000 people, and there were at least three soldiers from Pingsha City around him, if he said that he ran away halfway, it was really wishful thinking.

And these days he reads books and learns words, although those books are more difficult to understand than the other, and the original goal of seven books has not been achieved after all, but he has also turned over the first five books in the box.

The words in these five books are very simple, and the meaning of the sentences is also very simple, all of them are talking about the historical events of the country from the founding of the country to a hundred years ago. Han Feng only regarded these as stories, but he saw that a large part of them was about the "Yihou Rebellion" two hundred years ago, so he specially put some thoughts.

The "Yihou Rebellion" 200 years ago occurred in Lidu. In the book, Yihou is written as a ten percent demon, saying that the soldiers under his command are all bandits who have left the capital, and after attacking the city, they kill people and plunder on the way south, and do all kinds of evil. Because the Yihou was unpopular with the people, the rebellion in this chapter lasted only three months before it was put down by the Daiguo army, and the Yihou himself was forced to flee to the Ten Thousand Bone Hills and killed himself.

After reading this paragraph, Han Feng always felt that there were a lot of places to ponder here...... If the Marquis of Yidu was really so despicable and shameless, and why was his title a "Yi" character in the first place? And if the army of Lidu was really as powerful as the book said, how could it be pacified in three months?

Unless, that army's combat strength can't even compare to the prisoner soldier he is in now.

And the people's hearts ...... Is there really that much power?

Han Feng was in a trance, but he suddenly heard a burst of cheers in the army.

On the meadow not far away, a flock of sheep gathered around several shepherdesss like white clouds.

The shepherdess's voice was crisp and hearty, and for a thousand young men who had never seen the world, it was like a fairy sound, pleasant to the ear.

I don't know who whistled first, and then the red-faced young people were not far behind.

Those shepherdess are exposed to the wind and sun every day, their faces are flushed, their skin is dark, to be honest, they are much more ugly than the snow-skinned and jade-skinned Yi girls, and even in terms of posture alone, more than half of these thousand men are more beautiful than them. Because the weather is getting cooler, they are wrapped in thick sheepskin jackets, which are thick around the waist and chest and hips, and they really can't see the bewitching figure that women should have.

However, although the charm and variety of Yi Nu are not common, in the eyes of these young people, it is not unusual, but it is so natural and simple, which they have never seen. For some reason, they all grew bold, and their eyes were only fixed on the shepherdesses, and they called out to them vigorously, hoping that they would look back and smile.

And the shouts of the lads finally alarmed the girls.

A little girl who had not yet gotten used to the passing army in the past month, involuntarily raised her head and looked at the prisoners who had left the capital.

Seeing hundreds of handsome and dashing young men squeezing their eyebrows at herself, the girl's face turned red, and her originally dark skin suddenly became like a ripe apple. She smiled slightly and lowered her head, although it was not good-looking, but it had the charm of a girl's shyness.

"Hehe, she smiled, she smiled!"

The cries of a thousand people from Lidu immediately rose higher and higher, and the girl was even more embarrassed, so she hurriedly turned her head away.

At this time, another girl pulled the girl and said crisply: "They are all prisoners, killing a thousand knives! What are you doing with them?"

Although this sentence was light, it was like Chu Swift Wind flicking a whip and slamming it on every young man's face.

Hot and spicy pain.

The short-tempered one was about to scold back immediately, but Chu Jifeng really took off the leather whip at this time and shook it in the air.

"Hum-pop!"

There was an earth-shattering sound, which knocked the anger in the young man's heart back into his stomach. The army was silent, and the joy of leaving the city disappeared at once, and a thousand people rushed towards the foot of Daqing Mountain in a hurry, just like the previous training troops.

"Mobei Cangcang, there is my homeland. The green mountains are majestic, according to my heart. What a hundred years of life, but seek to be worthy of it. Hold the knife and the gun, and fight for my country!"

Someone took the lead and sang the military song first, and then everyone closed in a dull manner.

But everyone understands in their hearts that even if they leave the capital, no matter how loud the military song is, they are never serious soldiers, and in the eyes of others, they are all "killers of a thousand cuts" and "prisoners".

Han Feng followed the team and ran at a constant speed, thinking about the girl's innocent smile, but he felt a sour feeling in his heart.

Sooner or later, he will get rid of this prisoner and stand on the land outside the city!

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