Liu Yonghe knows Zhao Chuanxin's temperament.

This man is very lazy, and his clothes come to reach out and eat to open his mouth.

This person is not doing his job, when he was in Lugang Town, he was idle all day long, and he was basically not seen on the school field.

Therefore, when Zhao Chuanxin came to train soldiers at the backwater military academy, although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he felt that Zhao Chuanxin might not be better than him.

He is also proud in his heart, Wen Wu is the first and Wu is the second, and he even feels that he is no worse than Zhao Zhongyi, the head coach of the insurance team.

The highlight of his life was not when he was the leader of the green forest in the Hunchun area, and he regarded the title of "horse thief giant" in the Qing court, but regarded it as a shame.

The real grand honor is the loyal army, he led 20,000 or 30,000 people, once entered Xingjing, Liankehuairen, Kuandian, Phoenix and other towns, to give a powerful blow to the Russian army, for a time the scenery is incomparable.

After the defeat and destruction of the loyal army, he fled to Lugang Town for refuge.

He would never admit that the flame of pride had been extinguished long after the defeat of the Loyal Army.

The current backwater army is just a few wisps of green smoke rising after the flames are extinguished.

It was that kind of pride in his heart that made him refuse to completely copy the training methods of the Lugang Town Insurance Team, but to train according to his own understanding.

As a result, there were repeated defeats.

When he came to the school and saw Zhao Chuanxin carrying a thorn and beating the soldiers from time to time, he felt that this was inappropriate, but he didn't interfere, just watched coldly.

He wanted Zhao Chuanxin to be deflated, and then put power back into his own hands.

In fact, Liu Yonghe only saw the side of Zhao Chuanxin, but he didn't see the other side.

When he left, Zhao Chuanxin slapped a soldier on the back with a thorn stick.

Then he took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Come on, rest for a while." ”

The soldier's back, which was being smoked hot, took the cigarette with a grin.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a match, lit it for him, and took a cloud swallowing fog in his mouth.

Others' eyes were hot: "Captain Zhao, give me one too." ”

Zhao Chuanxin squinted: "Only when you are beaten, can you take cigarettes." Why, you're owed, aren't you? ”

After most of the day, the man had already figured out Zhao Chuanxin's temperament, and said with a smile: "Captain Zhao, you see that I am tired like a dog, will you give one?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the dry rice next to him basking in the sun: "If you feel tired like a dog, then you really misunderstand, the dog is not as tired as you." ”

“……”

Zhao Chuanxin finally gave him one.

The man took the cigarette: "Oh, the 'Blue Beauty' foreign smoke, it's a good smoke." ”

In the 29th year of Guangxu, after the opening of the commercial port in Fengtian, foreign cigarettes entered the market.

Many cigarettes do not have filters, and cigarettes can be smoked at both ends.

At that time, the people didn't recognize what this thing was, and thought it was a plaything, but they thought it was strange, but there were very few buyers.

After a few years of development, many people became obsessed with it.

It's not a good thing.

But the Chinese people have already divided all kinds of tobacco into three, six, nine and so on.

After training for most of the day, many people felt bored, and when they saw a few people gathered next to Zhao Chuanxin, they all came over to join in the fun.

"Captain Zhao, will you tell us about the insurance team again?"

Zhao Chuanxin spit out a smoke ring: "The insurance team just plays on the stage for ten minutes and practices offstage for a few months, it's nothing more than that." As long as you listen to me, I will keep you for dozens of days to become a master of battle. ”

"Captain Zhao, how do you know that you have become a master?"

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes, stretched out his arms and gestured: "Look, if the master has such a long progress bar, you are only so little now." I will evaluate the results of your daily training and tell you where you have reached, so that you can intuitively understand your skills. ”

As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper and a background board, pasted the paper, drew a long strip, and marked their progress in small print.

He pointed to the progress bar and said, "Look, you're just here." Tonight, maybe you'll be able to grow a finger's width of progress. By the end of the progress bar, you're all experts. ”

Ge Yunpeng looked a little frustrated: "Emma, Captain Zhao, this is going to be practiced until the Year of the Monkey?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin said that it can't be counterproductive.

The progress bar is meant to push them forward, not hinder.

So he came up with another plan: "Well, I'll tell you a story, and you won't think it's anything." ”

As soon as they heard that Zhao Chuanxin was about to tell a story again, they came to their heads, stretched their necks, turned their ears sideways, and spontaneously calmed down.

Zhao Chuanxin said with a cigarette: "The story I want to tell is called "Breaking the Sky" ......"

There's no better place to put this waste in front of you than a waste stream.

In order to conform to the characteristics of the times and avoid exaggeration, Zhao Chuanxin began to change his magic.

Remove the gold finger and the old man or something.

Xiao Yan lost his ability to cultivate, was first snubbed by his family, despised by others, and divorced by his fiancée.

Even, the snorts of the people around him were as heavy as old cows, and their eyes began to redden.

"Captain Zhao, this is too uncomfortable to hear!"

"It's just too wasteful, it's too infuriating!"

Zhao Chuanxin saw that their emotions were almost flirtatious, so his tone changed: "However, Xiao Yan is not convinced and unwilling!"

On a rainy night with thunder and lightning, he raised his head to the sky and roared - my life is up to me!

He began to forcibly cultivate, working hard, starting from a strand of fighting spirit like a strand of hair, and gradually expanding his fighting spirit to two strands of hair.

Although the progress is slow, he is not discouraged at all, just like your current training progress bar......"

From time to time, Zhao Chuanxin lifted the progress bar on the drawing board to make it easier for them to substitute.

He keenly noticed that the men's gaze at the progress bar had become much more serious.

At the back of the story, the middle two words of "Thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong, don't bully the poor youth" poured out.

Exercises, magic weapons or something, I heard a group of old hats who were fascinated, and even thought that the old sleeves in their hands were all vindictive, and they unconsciously compared and painted in their hands, wooing scum.

Speaking of Xiao Yan's imminent slap in the face of the clan, Zhao Chuanxin's words fell: "Okay, that's all for this paragraph, I want to know what happens next, and listen to the following breakdown." ”

I'm Cao ......

I don't have such a break!

"Captain Zhao, okay, stop after talking about how Xiao Yan impressed the clan at home."

"That's it, Zhengxing's head."

Zhao Chuanxin got up, picked up the thorn stick, and said with his hands behind his back: "Want to hear the following?" Okay, do you see the progress bar, now give me a hard time to practice, I think your progress bar has reached here, I'll continue to tell you. ”

As he spoke, he casually clicked a little on the progress bar.

It's a bit of a long progress......

Ge Yunpeng had a bitter face: "Captain Zhao, this is too long." ”

He sneered and said, "Xiao Yan has become like that, and he can still practice hair by hair." You can't? If it were me, I would have been able to cultivate to this realm before I went tonight. ”

Seeing that his expression was firm, he refused to speak further.

Everyone had no choice but to pick up their guns again and continue training.

However, the effect of the story "Breaking the Sky" is still very powerful.

These people practiced pulling the bolt and shooting, and while practicing, they pulled each other and discussed the plot.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded with satisfaction, took out a pen and paper and continued to draw the next comic book.

The story of "The Wanderings of the Little Stick" is very simple, Zhao Chuanxin doesn't even need to think about it, the story can continue.

The main line is Japan's brutality, oppression and massacre of the Korean people.

Around this main line, casual development, today the little stick suffers this catastrophe, tomorrow the little stick will experience that difficulty, Tang Seng Xitian learned scriptures compared to the small stick, it is easy and happy.

After all, the little stick has no apprentices to subdue demons and eliminate demons for him, and there are people who carry the burden to serve him wherever he goes, and there is no white dragon horse as a mount, and he relies on a pair of small short legs to measure everywhere, from Seoul all the way to the Qing Dynasty territory.

Zhao Chuanxin's pen is like a god, and he paints quickly.

At first, it was only about the brutality of the Japanese army, but later it slowly began to carry "private goods", talking about how the backwater army thought about the farmers of Majima Island and resisted the Japanese army together with them, etc.

He even drew all the drafts for the next half month.

On the other hand, Saito Jijiro and them, the follow-up newspapers are much more ridiculous.

The artist was a talented painter who combined Eastern tradition with Western realism to create patterns suitable for newspaper printing.

The problem is, the storytelling is extremely poor.

The farmers of Majima took "The Wanderings of the Little Stick" and read it with relish, but they used Saito Kijiro's newspaper to paste the wall.

The various conflicts on the island were also spread, and in front of all walks of life in the country, the wolf ambitions of the Japanese were exposed, and by the way, they also told about the backwater army and Zhao Chuanxin.

Since the newspaper had just published it, the incident was still in the fermentation stage, and there were people in Qinzhou and Huanggang who rebelled, and the matter of Madao was suppressed.

So for the time being, there is no feedback to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin is still continuing to practice the backwater army.

That day, at half past five in the morning, Zhao Chuanxin was woken up by Cui Fenghua.

Cui Fenghua yawned loudly: "Captain Zhao, wake up, it's time for morning exercises." ”

Zhao Chuanxin jumped up from the kang in a rage: "Baga, your conscience is very bad, what do you want to wake me up so early?" ”

"......" Cui Fenghua was aggrieved: "You asked me to wake you up yesterday." ”

This made Zhao Chuanxin stunned, did he say it?

Hey, people, you just can't be too impulsive.

It must be that the storytelling is too bloody, and even I think that I have become the protagonist of the kind of waste material flow that does not cause but breaks out at any time.

Even if he Zhao Chuanxin becomes a waste material, he will choose to lie flat and rise up or something.

While getting dressed, he warned himself: Young man, don't get too involved in the play.

Today's weather is a little gloomy, and God seems to be about to start the big move of all things.

Zhao Chuanxin finished breakfast and went out, and saw bursts of smoke billowing into the sky in the distance.

That's when the farmers started burning the land.

The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning, and they have a dead grasp of this.

Zhao Chuanxin blew the eagle bone whistle and summoned Mishan.

He got on his horse and ran towards the camp with dry food.

A group of soldiers of the backwater army also moved their hands and feet in a hurry, preparing for a morning jog.

Zhao Chuanxin did not dismount, holding a four-strand leather whip that he had woven himself.

He rubbed his face on the horse, cheered up, and shouted at his neck: "Little ones, look at it, this whip will be very handsome!" ”

Saying,

“PIA~”

The whip made a pop in the air.

This explosion made everyone feel excited.

Captain Zhao is not a man, when did he get such a ruthless whip.

If this thing is thrown off people, I'm afraid it won't be to be smoked?

Now, I didn't yawn anymore, and everyone was in good spirits.

Ge Yunpeng, who was familiar with Zhao Chuanxin, shrunk his neck and asked, "Captain Zhao, where is our progress bar?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin's hand was casually copied behind his back, and there was an extra piece of paper in his hand.

This kind of method of taking things out of thin air is no longer strange to everyone.

Zhao Chuanxin shook off the piece of paper and pinched the top of the paper to show them: "It's here, do you see, this is the result of your efforts." As long as you work hard, all of you are Xiao Yan! On the Douqi Continent, ah no, it's on the earth, and you are the protagonists! ”

Riding a horse, Zhao Chuanxin carried a paper and showed a circle.

Everyone could see that the progress bar was at least a sixths of the way through.

I can't help but feel excited.

In just the past few days of training, has it come to this point?

It seems that the day to become a master is not far off, and it is almost time to slap in the face!

In fact, when it comes to the progress bar, it is not Zhao Chuanxin who has the final say. He went wherever he said.

Liu Yonghe was at the front of the team, he shook his head and felt that Zhao Chuanxin was too child's play.

It's all about whatever!

He also heard about what kind of fighting qi turned into horses, fighting qi turned into old sleeves, fighting qi continent or something.

It's just nonsense.

What a few vindictive, pulling the king's eight calves!

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the whip again: "Run!" ”

In the past, the backwater army did not run for morning exercises.

But since Zhao Chuanxin took over, running has become the norm.

These soldiers were in poor physical condition, and after running a quarter of the way to the insurance team on weekdays, they complained of misery, and their steps were filled with lead.

Zhao Chuanxin rode a tall horse and roared: "Run up and run, don't be afraid of many difficulties to block, I'm afraid that I want to surrender." ”

"The goal is clear, unswerving, and God rewards hard work!"

"Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime!"

"Desire to enhance enthusiasm, perseverance to smooth the mountains!"

"Be confident, you can run to the finish line!"

"Whether others think you can do it or not, you have to believe that you can do it. Tell yourself every day that you are kings! ”

"Wake up, awaken the beast in you!"

"Dou Zong powerhouse, terrifying, you are almost at the end, it's really terrifying!"

Liu Yonghe, who was sweating profusely, was speechless.

It's a bunch of, and it's all over again.

Even when he listened, he could generate some strength out of thin air.

Not to mention others?

When you reach the finish line.

Ge Yunpeng's head seemed to have been stung by 10,000 bees, and he couldn't move.

When his blood calmed down, he leaned on his knees and looked at his fellow next to him, who was also pale, and said in confusion: "It seems to be a little easier than yesterday." ”

"Yes, Captain Zhao's words, listening to them lifted my spirit. I couldn't hear anything in my ears just now, but I could hear Captain Zhao's words. ”

After they finished running, Zhao Chuanxin moved forward on the progress bar in front of them.

In fact, it was very short, but everyone had a kind of pleasure of upgrading when they saw it.

Grass, one step closer to the powerhouse of the Dou Sect!

Ge Yunpeng took a breath and said, "Captain Zhao, tell us about the following." ”

Zhao Chuanxin has been slapping a sweet jujube for the past two days, beating chicken blood if he can't practice, and telling stories when he is tired.

Tell a story, and you don't feel so tired.

When he saw that everyone was looking at him eagerly, he clapped his hands, cleared his throat and said, "Before the formal training, I will talk about it for a while......"

As for sharing weal and woe with the soldiers, I'm sorry, Captain Zhao can't do it.

He eats and opens a small stove, occasionally stuffs snacks into his mouth, others run and he rides horses, and others train him to sit.

In Liu Yonghe's view, this is not a qualified general.

Moreover, as a leader, it should be prestigious.

But whether Zhao Chuanxin is in Lugang Town or here, he is just mingling with the soldiers, and no one is really afraid of him.

Again, this is extremely inappropriate.

The influence of "Little Stick Wandering" on the island is very great, and even now, no matter how the little devils move, they can't recover the fact that they "roll their crotch with yellow mud".

Therefore, Liu Yonghe speculated that in the near future, the little devils would provoke incidents and find excuses to start a war.

It's not a war with the Qing army, it's a war with the backwater army.

In fact, as early as 1902, South Korea took advantage of Russia's occupation of Northeast China to send people to the Yanbian area to carry out illegal expansion activities, organize private artillery teams, set up barracks, attack the Qing Dynasty's soldiers, and also investigate the household registration and tax collection of people, and divide administrative areas.

At that time, their posture seemed to have taken the Yanbian area as something in their pocket.

At that time, there were small wars.

However, the current situation is different from the beginning, the Qing court trained the Beiyang Army, and Japan will have some scruples and try to avoid direct war with the Qing court.

But for the backwater army, it is estimated that they have little fear.

Liu Yonghe felt that Zhao Chuanxin would not do well, and he would lose the seed of his backwater.

Let's hope not.

He sighed, saw that Zhao Chuanxin was messing around again, and left out of sight and out of mind.

……

Chen Zhaochang came to find Wu Luzhen again.

In the past, he summoned Wu Luzhen, but later there were many times, and he simply took the initiative to come to the door regardless of his identity.

Wu Luzhen's face was full of helplessness: "Boss, don't worry. Originally, the Japanese were going to start building the Tongjian Police Station, but they lost the opportunity because of Zhao Chuanxin's trouble. ”

Chen Zhaochang sighed: "It's not the official's urgency, it's the queen mother's urgency." ”

Hearing him mention Cixi, Wu Luzhen smiled and changed the topic: ""The Wanderings of the Little Stick, have you watched it for a long time?" ”

Chen Zhaochang was not angry: "The painting is messy, insulting, and unsightly." How can this official meet those foolish men and foolish women to see such pickled works? ”

"Lord Chen's words are not right, the painting is entertaining and educational, I think if you want to convey something to the people, you have to learn from Zhao Chuanxin. His paintings are a hundred times stronger than the thousands of people we send to go every day. ”

Chen Zhaochang really hasn't watched "The Wanderings of the Little Stick", but he heard that not only does the old and young of the island like to watch it, but it also spreads to the outside world, and many rich families spend a lot of money to buy it.

A traditional literati like him naturally couldn't accept such things as comics.

"Hmph, maybe."

Wu Luzhen saw that he was still not convinced, so he smiled and said: "Lord Chen still doesn't know that the people of Jian Island have a faint tendency to share the sky with the Japanese. Even, they began to feel that the backwater army was their savior. In addition, there are rumors outside that after a while, the backwater army will show them movies for free. ”

Chen Zhaochang was taken aback: "Just those paintings, there is such an effect?" ”

"That's right. That's why I said let's not rush yet, the Japanese should be in a hurry. ”

"Anyway, you go and contact Zhao Chuanxin first, and ask him to hurry up and get "Dadong and the Map". Everything is foreseen, and it is always right to prepare in advance. ”

There really is nothing wrong with that.

Wu Luzhen had to agree: "Okay, Master Chen, I'll go to Zhao Chuanxin today." Hey, it's raining outside......"

(End of chapter)