Qin law stipulates.

The seventeenth 'Fu nationality' of the man, that is, he registered in the county at all levels and began to serve in the army.

However, this is only a legal provision, and in practice, men of fifteen and sixteen may be 'Fu', some of them are active, and some are passive.

And if someone doesn't want to serve and doesn't want to 'Fu Zhi', there are two ways to avoid it.

One is donating money.

After the Shang Dynasty changed the law, the Qin State had a system of "rewarding cultivation and warfare". This system is divided into two parts, namely "rewarding cultivation and weaving" and "rewarding military merits".

Needless to say, "rewarding military merits" is a new 'military merit system'. The "Reward Ploughing War" encourages civilians to work hard to cultivate and weave and produce grain and cloth, and civilians who produce a lot of local crops and pay high taxes can be exempted from forced labor.

The second is what we called 'serving on behalf of others'.

For example, some aristocratic landlord families are unwilling to serve as heirs of appropriate age, so they let the family slaves or spend money to find someone to join the army instead of the family heirs.

Mojun is the second type.

Although his age is far from the standard, first, this kind of thing has a lot of room for maneuver, and secondly, it involves another system of the Qin State.

Qin law stipulates: "A man is an adult at six feet".

In other words.

That is, the standard for judging a man's adulthood in the Qin State is not age, but height. The six feet of the Warring States period is about 1.39 meters when converted into later generations, and although Mo Jun is only twelve years old now, his height has exceeded one meter four.

Sufficient height.

It is not possible to check the identity of the displaced person.

Plus a little bit of 'human sophistication'.

made Mo Jun easily become the replacement of the 'landlord's heir', and became a small logistics soldier who escorted grain and grass in the Qin army, which has a great reputation at the moment.

"Mo Wazi, are you awake? I've brought you food. ”

A shout with a thick accent suddenly came from outside the tent, and even though he had accepted the memory of his original body, Mo Jun thought for several seconds before he could barely understand the meaning of this sentence.

Immediately after that, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a middle-aged man with dark skin and a messy beard walked in.

"Why don't you reply, it won't hurt, okay?"

The middle-aged man said, carrying a clay pot with a notch, strode to Mo Jun's side, and directly began to lift Mo Jun's collar, probing his brain to look inside.

This strange scene, as well as the smell of sweat and sourness carried by the middle-aged man, instantly made Mo Jun sober up, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the middle-aged man from continuing to lift his clothes, and said, "I'm fine, uncle, I'm much better now." ”

After that, Mo Jun rolled over and got up from the ground, but as soon as he stood firmly, a sharp pain suddenly came from his left ribs, and he gasped in an instant.

Seeing Mo Jun's appearance, the middle-aged man in front of him was not surprised, and said with a smile: "It's not bad, you can still feel the pain, so it's good, if you can feel the pain, you can survive!" ”

"Why are you so naïve, when you meet a thief, you just drill into the pile, fortunately, you have a big life, but you were kicked, if you are cut with a sword, you will not even be alive now."

"I've got some food for you, eat it! After eating, we are going to continue on the road, I heard that the front line of the general Meng Fu has captured a city of the enemy, and is about to open again, and now is waiting for the food we escorted! ”

The middle-aged man who Mo Jun called 'uncle' was babbling in his ear, but Mo Jun barely understood half of the meaning.

No way.

In this era, unless you have studied 'official dialect', it is almost as difficult as learning a foreign Chinese to understand the accents of various places and villages.

Mo Jun's eyes looked at the notched clay pot handed by the 'uncle', which contained half a bowl of black, yellow, and brown intertwined, looking like grain.

This is rice that has been ground and cooked together with the shell.

Looking at the strangely colored rice in this half of the clay pot, Mo Jun's soul resisted, but his body responded honestly.

"Goo Goo Goo ~~"

Hearing the sound from Mo Jun's stomach, the 'uncle' immediately smiled innocently, and then handed over the clay pot and said, "Eat it quickly!" We're going to go back on our way when we're done. ”

This time, Mo Jun no longer hesitated, took the clay pot, and said, "Thank you." ”

"Hey! Be polite to me! ”

Looking at the rice in the clay pot, Mo Jun first held his breath, and then took a big bite into his mouth, but after chewing two bites, he found that except for some throat slashing, the taste was actually okay.

Mo Jun was stunned, but then he reacted, most likely not because this kind of millet rice is delicious, but because the original body has become accustomed to the taste and texture of this kind of thing.

Half a clay pot of millet rice, with rice in the shell, is about seven or eight taels, and it was eaten by Mo Jun in a few bites.

And seeing that Mo Jun's meal was so good, the 'uncle' was completely relieved, and muttered: "It's good to be able to eat, it's good to be able to eat!" ”

After eating.

Mo Jun followed the 'uncle' towards the outside of the tent, preparing to drink some water outside, the rice was very dry, and he was a little choked after eating too much just now.

However, just as the two of them walked to the door of the curtain, they suddenly heard a sharp cry from outside the tent.

"Enemy attack!"

Chaos ensued.

"Kill!"

"Thieves are looking for death."

"Be careful!"

The entire camp seemed to be in crisis in an instant, to be honest, suddenly encountering such a situation, Mo Jun was also a little panicked.

After all, the original body of this body and the present human being in two lifetimes have only encountered such a crisis once.

And the price paid that time was that the original body was directly kicked to death by the enemy.

Because of this, the current Mo Jun can cross over.

As for his past life, not to mention that, although he has lived for more than 20 years, the word 'war' has always been 108,000 miles away from him.

Mo Jun was a little panicked, but fortunately, at this time, there was another person beside him.

I saw the 'uncle' slowly pull out the bronze sword he was wearing at his waist, and quietly waved his hand towards him, and whispered, "Step back." ”

Mo Jun forcibly suppressed his fear and obediently retreated, but just when he had just retreated and had not taken more than three steps, a cold light suddenly penetrated through the curtain, and when neither of them reacted, it instantly pierced the chest of the 'uncle'.

'Uncle''s eyes burst out, and he looked at the long sword that pierced him, and his expression instantly froze.

The tip of the sword pierced through the back of the 'uncle', and drops of bright red blood quickly gushed out, and in an instant, the tip of the bronze sword dripped to the ground······

People and human personalities are not the same.

Some people become panicked and then frightened when they encounter a crisis. And some people, when they encounter a crisis, will go from panic to madness.

The previous Mo Jun didn't know which kind he belonged to.

But now, he knows.

The stimulation of the blade and blood made Mo Jun's brain go blank, but then he saw blood gushing rapidly in his pupils, and his eyes suddenly became crazy.

"Grass, climb for you!"

Mo Jun let out a loud shout, then pulled out the bronze sword he was wearing at his waist and rushed towards the door.

At the same time.

A figure suddenly rushed in from outside the door curtain, and when he heard Mo Jun's roar, the man was also startled, but his reaction was much calmer than Mo Jun······

It didn't pull it out.

Because at this time, the 'uncle' was using the last trace of strength in his life to jam the bronze sword in his body with both hands, and showed a bloody hideous smile to the enemy soldiers who rushed in.

Although it was only a momentary mistake, this moment became the last consciousness of this enemy.

The bronze sword, which was not sharp, and even had several gaps in the blade, cut off half of his neck, and the blood in the major arteries splashed Mo Jun's face like a fountain.

With the last trace of consternation, the enemy soldier slowly fell, but before he could fall to the ground, the enemy soldier suddenly disappeared from Mo Jun's eyes.

As if it had never been there.

This sudden scene made Mo Jun's brain stunned again, and before he could come back to his senses, Mo Jun saw something unusually familiar, which appeared directly in the depths of his mind.

【Equipment Dismantled Completed】

[You get: Red Crystal Block x68, Life Crystal (Fragment) x3, Adventurer's Soul (Ordinary) x1, Weathered Powder x62, Inferior Copper Block x2, Cloth Piece x5······ 】

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