Gongsun Hu nodded yes and continued:

"A total of ten Qingzhou soldiers become the examiners of the second round of assessment, they will control their strength at about fifty percent, choose any one, choose any weapon, and those who can knock it to the ground can be qualified, but Qingzhou soldiers are often as strong as tigers and wolves, even if they are half of the strength, only those who are superb in martial arts have the possibility of defeating the strong with the weak."

"Of course, some people who have been recommended by military officials above the rank of 100 generals are also eligible to participate in the third round of assessment, that is the art of war, and I don't know much about this."

Xiao Wu asked curiously:

"How many bronze tripods do you have to carry before you can be qualified?"

Gongsun Hu knows everything, and he says everything:

"My father once lifted a stone lock weighing about 160 catties, but when he lifted the tripod, he only felt that the tripod was heavier than two stone locks."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu looked at his thin arms and legs, Chen Bu was hungry and looked at his old arms and legs, and suddenly lost his thoughts, and fell asleep.

Jiang Chen also felt a pang in his heart.

Two stone locks, that is at least three hundred and twenty pounds.

On Earth, it is almost the strength of a national weightlifter.

With such difficulty, it is no wonder that the mysterious Mobao will speculate that "if you don't boil your muscles, you are not good at martial arts, you don't know the art of war, and after entering the camp of the Western Army, you will be eliminated at the beginning of the selection".

Gongsun Hu's dream since he was a child was to inherit the glory of his father, and said in a deep voice:

"My father squeezed out the food and meat for me to boil my muscles and bones so far, but to this day, I can barely lift a stone lock, these five grass fruits can at least increase my qi and blood by two or three percent, I will take it no matter what."

After speaking.

Gongsun Hu got up, found a secluded place, boiled water, boiled the blood-replenishing grass fruit into a decoction to take, about an hour or two later, Chen Buxing and Xiao Wu were asleep, he strode forward, returned energetically, and said very happily:

"Boss, thank you very much, if you said that only 30% of you were sure to pass the selection before, then now, at least, there are 50%."

After that, he shook his hand and the prescription:

"Boss, this is a precaution for boiling blood-replenishing grass fruits, and it's not worth much, so I'll give it to you."

Gratis!

No money!

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Chen immediately stopped sleepy, and immediately took the prescription and looked at it carefully.

…………

The most reckless Gobi is a secluded place.

Jiang Chen found four or five pieces of cow dung as fuel, and began to boil the blood-replenishing grass fruit, but after half an hour, a trace of hot aroma dispersed.

When the water temperature dropped to twenty or thirty degrees, Jiang Chen raised his neck and took a tentative sip.

The entrance is soft, and the throat is a line!

The rich medicinal aroma instantly covers every taste bud on the tip of the tongue, and the vitality of the decoction flows smoothly into the throat.

Tons and tons and tons of tons!

The soup in the medicine jar was drunk in a blink of an eye.

However, Jiang Chen has no culture, and in the face of such a delicious taste in the world, he can only praise one sentence:

"It's delicious."

A gentle energy poured into his limbs from the stomach pouch, and Jiang Chen could clearly feel that the qi and blood lost due to the "guarding" of the life grid actually recovered rapidly at this moment.

But......

When part of the energy passed through the bone wound on the right arm, most of it was immediately dispersed, and it was consumed in a blink of an eye, and there was no doubt that it was the penetrating wound that was stabbed by the arrow of blood vendetta.

Jiang Chen immediately took out a dog skin plaster from his arms and applied it on.

Connection.

There was a cool feeling at his arm, and he couldn't help but cry out:

"It's so comfortable~"

Jiang Chen drank three cans of decoction in a row, and then he stopped for a while, feeling that there seemed to be endless energy in his body, even if he asked him to pull out the weeping willows, he might be able to do it.

"Whew~"

"No wonder Gongsun Hu sent the prescription for free, it seems that the effect of this grass fruit is really more useful than imagined"

Jiang Chen squinted his eyes and pondered carefully: "At most, in three or five days, the selection of Qingzhou soldiers will begin, and I don't know if my body qi and blood will be qualified for selection at that time?" ”

In the next few days, Jiang Chen honestly escorted grain and grass during the day, and found a secluded place to boil soup at night.

As he took the decoction night after night, his somewhat thin body gradually became stronger.

The right arm is also gradually healing, but every time I exert too much force, there is always a heart-piercing pain from deep in the bones.

"It's a full fifteen blood-replenishing grass fruits, and it's gone."

Jiang Chen's flesh was quite painful, and he only had the last ten left in his hand, and at most two nights, he would be exhausted.

…………

Following.

The captain ordered all the people to make a fire to cook, and after a full meal, more than 1,000 Qingzhou soldiers and thousands of people set off to the west, stepping across the Gobi, and marching towards the depths of the Western Regions.

Until twilight fell, this team did not stop to rest, this behavior made many people dissatisfied, and asked privately:

"Boss, why don't you stop resting today?"

By the bright moonlight, Jiang Chen pointed to the lights in the deepest part of the Gobi and said with a smile:

"Still don't understand?"

"From tomorrow, we won't have to transport food."

Where the lamp is shining,

It is the place where the military camp of the Western Army is stationed.

The long and arduous life of transporting grain is also coming to an end.

A moment later.

The people, including Jiang Chen, stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance, and finally for the first time in their lives, they saw the terrifying scene of tens of thousands of male soldiers gathering into a camp!

A huge war of annihilation will start from this military camp and sweep through the entire Western Regions like a raging wind and sand!

"Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken!"

Jiang Chen was amazed in his heart, and he also deeply understood:

After all, he was swept into the great wave of this era, moving forward step by step, only one step away from the center of the storm......