Folk Camp.

Although it is just some dilapidated houses, it is a hundred times better than the shacks in the camp of the Western Army.

And most of the owners of these houses died in the night walk of the hundred ghosts last night, which is embarrassing.

Bu Linghou went against the grain, setting off a hundred ghosts at night, not only died of his body and soul, but also tired tens of thousands of people to die at the hands of ghosts, but as an attacking party of the Qingzhou soldiers, Qiu did not commit any crimes, and almost never took the initiative to hurt ordinary people, perhaps this is the truth of "benevolence and righteousness are not applied, and the offensive and defensive forces are different".

The number of people in the city, after Chen Bu was not hungry while gnawing on the braised chicken, while breaking his fingers and calculating, there were still 13,000 people left in Moyo.

If you count some of the surrounding markets and oasis villages, there should be 40,000 or 50,000 people.

The countries of the Western Regions, from ancient times to the present, have never formed a pattern of "great unification", and division and chaos are the life that we are accustomed to.

In their eyes, the Western Expeditionary Army, which was vainly trying for "great unification", was an invader and a brutal Eastern barbarian.

All the people's grievances are concentrated on the weaker people.

Not to mention the purchase of supplies, in just one night, four or five people were secretly cut off by the Avengers, and more than ten people were injured.

Panic, fear, and inability to sleep became the main theme of the camp.

"Alas......"

Xiao Wu, Gongsun Hu, Chen Buxing and others were all worried, and took the strong people to patrol around, for fear that a cold arrow would come out and die on the spot.

But—

When Jiang Chen returned, the entire Minfu camp suddenly set off a carnival craze, and the cheers were endless.

The words "ten Qingzhou soldiers" are like aphrodisiacs, which instantly ignited the enthusiasm of thousands of people.

The panic of last night disappeared in an instant, and in its place, it was a fantasy time, a desire to become a "human being"!

Jiang Chen smiled and promised that after the daily work was completed, he would immediately carry out a small Qingzhou soldier selection activity.

Hear this.

The people were like being beaten with blood, and their work efficiency suddenly doubled.

However, in less than three moments, the daily work of carrying supplies, cleaning the battlefield, and repairing the camp was quickly completed.

All the people are looking forward to it, with a bit of expectation in their eyes, waiting for the "leader" to fulfill his promise.

Jiang Chen did not delay, and according to the habits of Qingzhou soldiers, he found a bronze tripod weighing about 200 catties in the city.

Those who can lift this tripod will inevitably reach the "power of qi and blood, three stages" and can enter the next round of selection.

But for an hour.

Among the thousands of people, more than 100 people passed the selection.

Among them, there are fifty people, who have reached the standard of official Qingzhou soldiers, and their martial arts are quite extraordinary.

It's just that because of the burning of winter clothes, he was targeted by the old pawn in the last Qingzhou soldier selection, and he was helplessly defeated, and finally cheapened Jiang Chen.

"They are all good seedlings~"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, and borrowed the household manual from the grain officer.

According to the household registration, these people are divided into six counties and eight groups, and the strongest in each group can get the quota of Qingzhou soldiers, and the rest are auxiliary soldiers.

The reason is simple.

"Ten miles of different sounds, a hundred miles of different customs!"

According to the division of counties, it is the only way to effectively command the soldiers at the bottom.

Jiang Chen can barely understand the local dialect of Pingshou County, but what about other counties...... It's really a chicken and a duck, each saying its own thing.

Ultimately.

Xiao Wu and Gongsun Hu of Pingshou County became the chiefs of Minfutun, each in charge of forty people, and each appointed four chiefs and eight chiefs.

Chen Buyu served as a military judge and a grain station, and politely declined the invitation to be promoted to Qingzhou soldiers, saying that he was over forty-four years old, his blood and blood had declined, he really couldn't dance a knife, he couldn't move a gun, he could eat a full meal, and he successfully returned to his hometown in Pingshou County to drink chicken soup for the elderly, which was his greatest wish, and said with a smile:

"When this year's conscription is over, the old man will offer 10,000 catties of rice and grain, exempt from ten years of conscription, and after fifty-five, he will be the old man in the law, and he can get rid of the pain of conscription forever."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise.

10,000 catties of rice grain?

Is the big guy by my side?

Gongsun Hu still had the idea of making a contribution, and licked his lips: "Boss, there are still two things, why don't you recruit people?" ”

Xiao Wu was also a little puzzled.

In the township, his father always advised him to marry as soon as possible and have more sons.

Only when there are more strong laborers in the family, and there are more people and more power, can they gain a firm foothold in the village, and when the power is great, they can exploit the small surname to make profits, which is the secret of the family's growth.

Jiang Chen smiled:

"The really attractive establishment is only ten Qingzhou soldiers, and if you recruit two more soldiers, it is just an ordinary auxiliary soldier, but it is just a resentment."

"Besides."

"I'm just a beginner in leading soldiers, and now these manpower are enough for me to manipulate for a while."

Everyone suddenly realized.

It didn't take long.

Jiang Chen handed over the list of candidates for promotion to Qingzhou Bing, and Feng Lebin promised to help run through the process as soon as possible, and at most tomorrow, the Qingyang ceremony could be held.

Although Jiang Chen is already a scavenger, the "Qingzhou Soldier" and the "Scavenger" are similar paths, with similar spiritual power and can be transformed into each other.

Lao Tun Chang - Zhang Baisui is a ready-made example.

If he could observe it, it would also be of great benefit to the "scavengers", so Jiang Chen was cheeky and asked to protect his ten subordinates on the side.

Captain Zhang Ying agreed, but also said that he needed to make an oath and not to publicize the content of the ceremony.

It is worth mentioning that -

The witness of the oath is actually an ordinary cyan branch.

…………

The next day, early in the morning.

In the camp of the people, the trumpets sounded again.

According to Feng Lebin, military horns are mostly tempered by spiritual power, and the sound quality is clear, and they can often sound a variety of timbres, which are combined with each other, which is a military order.

There is a similar content in ancient China.

For example, in the Peking Opera "Dingjun Mountain", he once sang:

"This letter came at a good time to help me Huang Zhong succeed.

Standing at the camp gate, the three armies shouted, and the big and small children listened to the roots and seedlings;

The head is drummed, and the war rice is made;

Two drums, tight robes;

Three-way drum, knife out of sheath;

Four drums, the soldiers handed.

Advance and retreat must listen to the order,

Violating the order will inevitably eat a knife,

The three armies and the lord return to the camp! ”

In the modern army, there are also charge calls, assembly calls, drill numbers, and so on.

The sound of the trumpet just now is a wake-up call, and the people must get up immediately, prepare food for the whole army, bury the pot to cook, and then continue their daily work.

Of course.

Jiang Chen's waking up today is another great event.

He will lead Xiao Wu, Gongsun Hu, and eight chiefs from the six northern counties of Qingzhou to the site of the Qingyang ceremony.

Many people have envious looks in their eyes, and they deeply hope that one day in the future, the "Hundred Generals of the People's Husbands" can start the second Qingzhou soldier selection activity.

Some people whispered:

"There are still two things, I must have a chance!"

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and looked at the ten people behind him, even the strongest Gongsun Hu, he couldn't help but show nervousness, and said with a smile:

"Look at your nervous looks, people who don't know, still think you're going to the execution ground? I saw an executioner surnamed Pei yesterday, who is quite skilled in cutting off his head, and he is cut off with a knife, which is neat, do you need me to help you contact him? ”

Everyone looked embarrassed, but after Jiang Chen's interruption, the nervousness disappeared, and they arrived at the Bu Linghou Mansion with a smile.

Ten people, including Gongsun Hu and Xiao Wu, followed the military judge, and walked into the side hall excitedly to receive a brief training.

The Mansion of the Marquis of Buling is the most suitable place to carry out the Qingyang ceremony.

Because—

The back garden is lush and wooded, and there are many fresh dead bodies, making it easy to carry......