In early September of the year 779 of the Imperial Calendar, the first batch of 200,000 conscripted reserve troops from the 56 provinces of the family assembled in Dìdū and were about to go to the battlefields of the Far East.

The officers and soldiers of the reservists came from different provinces and regions, with strange accents and dialects, terrifying beards, and a variety of clothes: the poor soldiers of the city were dressed like beggars, the sons and brothers wore rich tuxedos and looked like they had come to a dinner party, and the native nobles of the countryside wore rusty armor with a long history that led to the suspicion of being stolen from museum collections. The war horse he rode was already qualified to go to a nursing home to spend his old age in peace; Zi Chuanxiu even once saw an old man panting for breath against a 50-kilogram machete--he was full of malicious speculation: "What is he doing with this knife? Even if it is used to commit suicide, he has more than enough strength but not enough strength!"

They marched in a parade under all sorts of horrific banners: the "Death Squads," the "Skeleton Revenge Army" -- and even the troops from Rockingway Province were called the "Kill the Warriors." -- In terms of appearance alone, they were 100,000 times braver than the soldiers at the front, and their confidence was a million times that of the soldiers at the front, and they waved their canes all day long and said disdainfully: "Those untouchables in the Far East don't need to work at all for our nobles to use knives -- uncle, I only need to use my cane to nail them all to death!"

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President Luo Minghai has always considered himself a very well-cultivated and patient person. His main job now every day is to inspect the conscripts from all over the world: after each crooked infantry phalanx walks past the rostrum, there is always a large pile of shoes left on the bare parade ground (the soldiers in the back row step on the shoes of the soldiers in the front row during the procession).

The other members of the command office all had strange expressions - they wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, their faces turned blue and their hearts were torn apart - only President Luo Minghai was able to quietly give a lecture to the former owners of the shoes, praising them for their "diligence in training and never forgetting the great cause of national defense", thanking them for their "courage and loyalty, standing up for the family in the most dangerous times", and encouraging them to "fight bravely and make meritorious deeds"; the soldiers returned the salute and shouted "Long live the family!" and "Long live the chief!" It's as if the shoes that are sitting on the bare concrete floor and being sunburned don't exist at all-Luo Minghai really feels that he is as good as a saint!

However, on the 10th day of September, when the people's soldiers from Jixin Province wore casual clothes, smoked cigars, and walked past the review stand, the "saints" finally could not bear it anymore! Their flags were smeared as if they were catching ghosts, and they had to take a magnifying mirror to look at them carefully, so that they could faintly see that the word "show" was written on the flags as if they were "show......

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"Who is that old man with a blue face above?

"You're really Bene! Don't you ever watch the news on TV -- that's President Luo Minghai, a big man!"

"Oh, I didn't know that our "Xiuzi Camp" tour group still had such a program - I knew that I had brought my camera to take a group photo. ”

"Lord, Lord, laugh, okay!"

"Oh, everyone, look, the president understands how to laugh, and his nose still moves when he laughs, so amazing!"

"You see, he can still speak! The two lips open and close, like a fish dying of thirst!—Hey, where are you going?"

"It's a rare opportunity, I'll go to the president to get a signature!"

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Luo Minghai suppressed his anger and asked Zi Chuanxiu as calmly as possible: "Can your lord sue me, what are those below?!" he pointed to the civilian army below - the gesture was like pointing to a piece of dog shit on the sidewalk.

Shikawa stood up solemnly, gave the president a highly generalized and incomparably correct answer: "People!" -- and quickly ran out the back door.

The deep Luo Minghai did not attack on the spot, he just squinted his eyes and despised Di Lin, the chief inspector who was participating in the review next to him, and then looked up at the sky and opened his mouth (as if he was talking to God and not to Di Lin, the chief inspector): "What opinion will the Supervision Office take on the obvious dereliction of duty of Deputy Commander Zichuan Xiu in the work of recruiting the people's army?"

Di Lin smiled, took a sip of strong tea, and said lightly: "There is a xìng grid, I like it." He got up and walked away from the review room, deliberately not looking at Luo Minghai's face, which had already turned into a pig's liver face.

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Zichuan Xiu Wolf ran home unbearable, and let out a long breath: "It's so dangerous! I almost killed Luo Minghai on the spot!"

Zi Chuanning served him a cup of hot tea: "The TV news said that our president, Lord Luo Minghai, suddenly had a high blood pressure attack and fainted on the parade ground-it has nothing to do with you, big brother?"

"The weather is so hot, the president is high blood pressure, and he is so cāo hard - you should pay attention to taking care of your body!" Zi Chuanxiu looked very sad, and he was begging all the gods he knew (whether he believed or not): Bless and bless, it is best for the president to be sick and die!

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Bai Chuan hurriedly came in: "My lord, it's not good! Our soldiers have mutiny again!"

"Are they finished? Last Monday they complained about the bad food, and on Wednesday they said they didn't have a dance -- they had mutinied twice! Now they can eat and drink spicy food and go to striptease every night, and they have to mutiny?"

"Oh, my lord, they say that the dancing lady is not in good shape, not enough for that... These bastards actually said they wanted me to do that kind of dance!

Bai Chuan was furious, and suddenly twisted a little: "But I have to admit: this group of bastards still has a good eye......"

"Oh, what kind of vision! Really, less than three days after being a soldier, the sow has become a fairy!" Zichuan Xiu ignored Shirakawa's face and said to himself: "But as a commander, you should be considerate of your subordinates, otherwise who will work for you in the future! Shirakawa, it is better for you to make a small sacrifice - this is completely for the sake of the family's great cause, for the early restoration of peace in the Far East, and for the expectations of the people,......。 ”

"My lord, please don't drool when you say such high-sounding words in the future, okay?" - not convincing at all!"

"Oh, I'm so excited when I think of the family's cause of peace - I'll do my best to meet the demands of the warriors who are going to fight for their country - what more do they want?"

"They also said that they wanted Miss Zichuan Ning to come and dance as well......"

“......。 ”

"Are you alright, sir?"

"Inform my eldest brother Di Lin: Tell the military police of the Supervision Department to suppress this group of nasty ruffians - kill them all!"

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In the second week after the Battle of Valen, after Stirling, the family commander Minghui led a powerful legion from the family's western border, the Black Flag Army, through the fortress of Guò Valen, and entered the Far East to quell the rebellion. Originally, it was supposed to be commanded by Fang Jin, but he suddenly fell ill and could not lead the army, so he had to be commanded by Minghui to command the Black Flag Army.

Since Minghui's army entered the Far East, the family command office has been faced with two extremely different troubles: on the one hand, the zhōngyāng army commanded by Stirling has been racing wildly on the northern road and cannot be pulled back, and on the other hand, Minghui's Black Flag Army on the southern road is like an old ox pulling a broken cart -- two weeks have passed, and the 120,000 Black Flag army is still staying in the first province outside the city of Valen, grinding back and forth, stopping and stopping with small rebels, taking one step and two steps back--Zichuan Xiu described Minghui's speed as: " A healthy snail outperformed him!"

The president led Luo Minghai to fly over and whip Minghui a few times on his buttocks.

But Minghui himself was remarkable: "If you repeat the defeat of Chishuitan because of greed for merit, who will bear this responsibility?"

No one took this responsibility, so Minghui was more reasonable. He was "undefeated" in the battle against the terrible Drift of Wind and Frost because he was cautious and fast, and now he seems to be trying to take this cautious jīng god to the extreme: every hill could be a rebel lair, every forest could have an ambush to hide, every road could have a trap - even if you lifted a rock on the side of the road, two or three elusive rebel soldiers could pop up and smile weirdly at you.

But it absolutely does not mean that Hui is idle: when he encounters a dozen lost stragglers who have retreated from the city of Valen, he waved his pen: "Encounter the main force of the rebel army of 200,000!"; a sentry was bitten by a snake in the grass, and the next day Minghui dared to report to the command: "The snake clan is attacking on a large scale! Our army has suffered heavy casualties! We need to stop advancing and rest!"

Later, the command office held Minghui's battle report: "Our army killed one million snakes on the first day, two million orcs on the second day, and three ......million on the third day." In comparison, Stirling's victory at Valen was nothing to mention, and the number of all races in the entire Far East combined and multiplied by two was not enough for Minghui to kill in two weeks!

In contrast, Sterling's battle report was much more credible, and everyone who heard it was moved and moved to tears......

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