A military camp with an extremely large area.

The soldiers recruited from the townships under the jurisdiction of Xianyang are gathering.

The military service system of the Qin State was a combination of farming and warfare, and the soldiers were in agriculture. Men of working age plough the fields on weekdays and are required to serve one month of military service a year, receiving corresponding military training and engineering work.

If the war breaks out, according to the needs of the country, these reserve soldiers will be called up to fight in the army under the conscription of various administrative organizations.

Soldiers gathered together from various townships to counties like flowing water, and finally condensed into a monstrous wave that swept the world.

Now that the horn of war has been sounded, the king of Qin ordered another conscription to go north to support the general Wang Jian and destroy the Yan State in one fell swoop.

In front of the barracks, Zhao Tuo handed out his inspection pass, and the military officer in charge of registration took it, carefully looked at the information on the handbook, and suddenly showed a surprised look on his face.

"Zhao Tuo?"

"Yui. Please also ask the officials for advice. ”

Zhao Tuo opened his mouth and answered.

The military officer glanced at Zhao Tuo in surprise, the young man in front of him was only fifteen years old, but he enlisted in the army with the handbook issued by the Bangwei Mansion himself, which was very special, and that thing was not available to ordinary people.

And there is a clan in front of the other party's name, and he is young and has the title of duke, so he is afraid that he is not the son of a nobleman.

But if you are a child of a nobleman, why would you start as a pawn?

I don't understand.

"Nothing, just to confirm."

The military official shook his head and didn't ask any more, the young man had a passing talisman, and he only needed to register according to the procedure.

He lowered his head and seriously wrote Zhao Tuo's information on the slip.

When Zhao was destroyed before, the soldiers of Guan Zhong had already been requisitioned once, and a large number of young and strong people left, and they have either been stationed in Zhongshan, or stationed in various parts of Zhao State, or have long been buried in other places.

Therefore, the number of soldiers recruited this time is not much, and it is natural to welcome young people like Zhao Tuo who voluntarily enlist in the army and participate in the war, especially since he also has the charter of the State Governor's Mansion.

After the military officer registered the information, he took out a wooden strip from the wooden box next to the case, wrote a few words on it, and handed it to Zhao Tuo.

"Xintun Gengshi, go inside and turn right, the fourth line, the seventh room, there is a sign on it."

"Thank you."

Zhao Tuo smiled faintly, took the wooden strip in the hands of the military officials, and walked into the camp gate.

The camp here is not a real combat barracks, but a semi-permanent facility specially used to gather soldiers, more similar to the guards on the county, only used for temporary reorganization, and when the soldiers are assembled here and the reorganization is completed, they will be unified to the real barracks.

Entering the camp gate, there were rows of low rammed earth houses everywhere, and Zhao Tuo followed the prompts of the military officials and walked all the way to the earthen house where Gengshi was.

The wall is written with a big "Geng" word, although the paint color falls off a lot, but it is still very conspicuous, not afraid that others will not find it.

What, what do you say if you can't read?

Look for the words on the wooden strips, and they look the same.

I don't know how many years this house has been built, the earthen walls are full of potholes, and you can even see a hole in the wall that is pierced in the wall.

If you lie on it, you don't have to enter the door to see what the people inside are doing.

But Zhao Tuo obviously didn't have a hobby of watching, he pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, a hot wind suddenly hit my face, and the wind was mixed with all kinds of strange smells.

"That Yan man is one foot tall, with a green face and red eyes, and his teeth are exposed outside his mouth, and he looks really fierce. Just as he unfolded the map, he stretched out his hand to get the dagger hidden in the map. ”

"That dagger is highly poisonous, and others will die next to each other, even if a big pig is poked, it will die immediately."

"Phew! Yan people are so powerful, how can it be good? There was an exclamation in the house.

"What are you afraid of, how can the king be hurt by this mere Yan people."

I saw that the Yan man's outstretched hand fell into the air, and the dagger had been held by the king in advance. When the Yan people saw the sudden change in the situation, they were immediately frightened and ran away. ”

"The king went to chase him, but he didn't expect the Yanren assassin to be very cunning, and he actually circled around the big pillar in the palace, so that the king couldn't catch him for a while."

"Such a cunning Yan people, how can this be good if they dare to circle around the pillar?"

"Hmph, how can the king be an ordinary person, he had an idea, he directly turned around and chased in reverse, and collided with the Yan assassin at once, and then he heard a few 'whoosh' sounds, and the Yan people were cut down to the ground by the king."

"Good! King Kamui! ”

"Worthy of the king!"

The room was full of admiration and cheers.

Zhao Tuo stood at the door, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

This is already what he has heard, and he doesn't know how many versions of Jing Ke Assassin Qin.

The "Jing Ke walks around the pillar" in this room is not the most outrageous, and he has heard the more absurd and incredible version.

Since the incident, the entire Qin State, especially the Guanzhong region, has been boiling.

While hating the Yan Assassins, the common people of Qianshou also began to make up for the scene that happened at that time, and various versions of the story were born.

Of course, all of these stories are the despicable and shameless Yan assassins, and the tall and mighty Qin kings were clever and clever, and they saw through the assassins' tricks on the spot.

As for the truth, the Qianshou didn't care, they just needed to know that the Yan people had assassinated and that the Qin State needed revenge.

Even the Qin State Government's notice to the common people only mentioned the assassination of the Yan envoy, and did not mention that he had already been denounced by the deputy envoy Zhao Tuo.

Zhao Tuo estimated that if he mentioned the matter of his accusation, I am afraid it would show that King Qin had been prepared and used this matter to make profits, so he directly made him invisible in the notice.

This is beneficial to Zhao Tuo, at least in the pawn, there is no need to worry that others will look at him in a strange light.

Of course, this is just that the people at the bottom don't know, and the elites at the top are basically very clear about the truth of the matter, at that time, Zhao Tuo made a generous statement in the main hall, and everyone in the hall saw it, how can they hide it, it is estimated that the nobles of the six countries will be clear sooner or later.

After the story was told, everyone in the house felt a cold wind blowing in from the door, and they all looked sideways.

Zhao Tuo squinted his eyes and looked at the scene in the room.

I saw that in the middle of the dilapidated earthen house was a passage six feet wide, and on both sides of the aisle were two elongated earthen platforms, each with five clumps of withered grass mats.

The Qin system has five people and one team, and ten people and one tithe.

One person lives in one room, and this broken house is equivalent to a ten-person dormitory.

Before Zhao Tuo entered the door, there were already eight people in the house, who were bragging and talking about the story of Jing Ke's assassination of Qin.

At this moment, Zhao Tuo entered the door, and a pair of eyes fell on him.

"Good young gentleman, come in quickly."

On the earthen platform on the right, an eight-foot man spoke first, breaking the silence.

Zhao Tuo had a smile on his face.

The people in the house are his future robes.