The chirping in the belly of the tall man was long and loud, and even the black-armored sergeant passing by him glanced sideways.

He paused with the stalk of grass in his mouth, then turned his head to look at the person behind him.

Behind him was an emaciated young man, who was stunned when he looked back.

Some self-doubt, the voice didn't come from the front?

Did you hear it wrong?

Looking at the tall man with a grass stalk and a messy beard, he waved his hand.

Not him!

In this time, the team took a few more steps, and the tall man with the grass stalk turned his head, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know that the tall man turned his head with some happiness on his face.

The hand that reached into the placket of the garment no longer tickled, but pressed the stomach.

Looking forward to this empty stomach, don't make a sound again, and fall into your face again.

Just smelling the aroma of porridge, rice and meat, he finally walked to the high table in the recruitment office.

"Huhu." The little official sitting behind the tall table raised his eyes and measured the height of the tall man, and nodded slightly unconsciously.

"Take it." The tall man took out a household in his arms.

The little official raised his hand and took it.

"Liang Da." The clerk asked.

"It's me." When he got closer, the aroma of porridge and rice became more and more intense, making Liang Da move his nose.

With such a nicknamed name, the little official was not surprised, and continued to ask: "Juling Branch City Shangshanfang?" ”

"Yes, it was!" A sneer appeared on Liang Da's fierce face, "Later, it was broken and burned down, and now lives in the Beicheng resettlement site." ”

It was not only his homeland that was destroyed by the attack, but also the days when he used to be brave and rampant in Lifang, and he had filial piety without labor.

The little official looked at Liang Da again, and after checking that it was correct, he said, "Is it voluntarily participating in the conscription?" ”

"Yes."

"Go in and get ready for a medical exam."

What is the body?

Liang Da didn't understand, and he didn't want to be embarrassed to ask, so he took the household slip handed by the little official and walked inside.

After he left, it was the turn of the person behind him.

"Sheron?" There was no need for the little official to remind him, and the young man behind him handed out the household slip first.

Just looking at the young man's emaciated figure, the little official shook his head.

The man was just that, tall and strong, and at first glance he knew that he was an idle ranger in the city.

But the young man in front of him, with an empty old robe hanging on his thin body, has a bit of civility on his face.

According to the records of the household, he even read and could read.

The little official couldn't help but raise his head: "Since you are literate, don't you know that the official school of the Taishou Mansion is recruiting sword and pen officials?" ”

Although he is only a small official of 100 stones, he is also an official.

Work hard, work hard, and after the assessment and promotion, it's not that you can't eat meat, so why come to join the army and suck blood?

Hearing this, the young man smiled: "The house was destroyed by the Yuan thief, the house was burned by the Yuan thief, I am the only one left, I am a small official to live, where is it happy to personally go into battle to kill the thief?" ”

If you just want to survive, how can you be worthy of your father and mother who were killed by thieves, and how can you be worthy of your sister who was humiliated?

Thinking that the young man smiled and narrowed his eyes, he was already a white and slender face, and when he smiled at this time, he was like a fox.

The little official sitting behind the high table looked at his relaxed smile and his heart sudden.

I had the heart to say two kind words to persuade him, but looking at his appearance, he couldn't say anything.

I sighed in my heart, hung my head and signed the note and handed it over.

The young man took the note with both hands, thanked him, and took two steps to the side when he heard a shout behind him.

"Hey!"

He turned around and saw that the little official remembered something and said: "There is a martial arts hall in the army to teach the art of war, and there is not only one way to break the battle and destroy the enemy. ”

After speaking, the little official turned his head: "Next." ”

Lecture martial arts, lecture martial arts......

The young man muttered silently, and then a flash of light burst out in his eyes.

"Hey, you also came to join the army, and I also came to join the army." An arm stretched out on the side and grabbed the young man's neck, and Liang Da said familiarly: "Since it is fate, I will cover you in the future." ”

Listening to the conversation between the young man and the young man, and knowing that the young man was literate, Liang Da hurriedly stepped forward to envelop him.

The young man didn't know so many ways for him, and his mouth was still chattering.

After a short while, in front of the tent where they were waiting, the curtain of the door was lifted, and several people sorted out their clothes.

A middle-aged man in a white cloth coat popped out his head, "You come in." ”

A few people waiting in front of the door looked at each other and walked in.

As soon as he entered the tent, he was first smoked by the dull smell inside.

In a large tent large enough to accommodate 100 people, there are several tables.

It was filled with the smell of long-fermented feet, sweat, and foxes......

Liang Da was used to such a smell, but the young man next to him immediately covered his nose.

After thinking about it, it didn't seem very good, so I put it down again.

"Come this way." The middle-aged man called out, and for a long time he called his throat a little hoarse.

He stood behind a long table and said, "Take off your clothes!" ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and sorted out the paper forms on the table, regardless of whether these people wanted to or not, he was shy or not.

Obedience is unconditional in the military and does not bargain.

If you can't do that, you don't have to continue.

Sorting out the documents on the table into a stack, the middle-aged man looked up and his eyelids jumped.

A big man in front of him was stripped smooth and slippery, his chest hair was thick and curly, extending all the way to his lower abdomen, and there was a hint of pride on his face.

The middle-aged man's eyes twitched, and he quickly looked away: "Wearing a calf nose jacket!" ”

"Oh......"

Liang Da responded, feeling a little unfinished.

Compared to him, the people behind him are much more normal.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged people, they checked their height, weight, strength, and whether they had any limbs or disabilities one by one.

All kinds of bizarre tests have opened the eyes of these people.

With a long line of sleek men, they walked around the camp before finally asking them to put on their clothes.

After the physical examination, several people, like the previous ones, were called out of the tent and moved to the next group.

Sorting out his belt, Liang Da finally waited for his long-awaited part and drank porridge!

lined up, received a bowl and iron spoon of unknown material, and then one person was given a large spoonful of hot and thick porridge.

Visible meat particles are visible on the top.

There are tables and chairs in the shed, and Liang Da is not afraid of hot porridge and sits on the colorful stools.

I couldn't wait to take a big sip, and I was immediately burned to scratch my throat, but I was reluctant to vomit.

It's easy to swallow, and there is a flush on my face.

In this way, the porridge with salty salt fell into his stomach, and he was born with a sense of happiness.

I heard the sergeant who served the porridge say that if you drink this porridge, you are a person in the army.

Liang Da thought to himself, if he knew that he could eat such a bite, he should have come earlier.

Liang Da looked ugly, but the young man Xie Lang next to him was a lot more beautiful.

With a spoon in his right hand, he took a mouthful of hot porridge into his mouth.

He sipped the grain of rice on the tip of his tongue, and he didn't know what he thought, and his narrow eyes narrowed again.