The silver ship returned to Wuhuan.

The formation of the Xuan Army had already been conveyed to the officials of Wuhuan through letters.

So as soon as he came this time, he still saw the formed Xuan soldiers.

Tiger Ben, the grassroots officers who came out of the eagle strike can easily pull up a tun of soldiers.

One by one, the 6,000-strong Xuanxuan Army soon had its own structure.

Flags fly.

The bear's head roars and the flag rises on the mast of the school yard.

The soldiers who had been selected to join the ranks shouted in unison after a brief cacophony.

"For the king! Die well deserved! ”

Dianjiangtai.

Zhang Qi smiled and nodded.

Very energetic.

Over the years, the ideological education of the family and the country has not been in vain.

At least they all know what they're fighting for and who they're fighting for.

Even the recruits know it.

Selection is voluntary.

To be chosen, just to be chosen, the choice is relative, and if you don't want to, you can also refuse.

Because Zhang Qi's army is not a government soldier system, but a recruitment system.

He gave money and welfare, and the soldiers used their lives to defend the territory and strengthen the territory.

He wants professional soldiers, and in addition to fighting, there is only war.

Of course, there is also cultural training in the army, and when you are about to retire, or unfortunately you are injured, you can also gain a skill in society.

Now the head of the Wuhuan Household Registration Department, Wu Shu'er is a soldier who once lost a hand in the Tiger Ben Army and retired with injuries, and now he has stepped from the head catcher of the Xianbei Legal Department to the position of the head of the household registration department.

The salary of Zhang Qi's army is stronger than that of the Han Dynasty, and only a little full grain is enough for many soldiers to work hard, which can be seen from Zhang Kai's subdued 20,000 Liaodong troops.

Ordinary soldiers, two white dragons in the moon, two hundred money, and also include food and lodging, clothes, and bedding.

Wu Changyue rings five white dragons, and even ten white dragons, the higher the position, the higher the money obtained.

In addition to Qian Xiang, the team that has a surplus after each war also has a reward.

There is a subsidy for injuries.

There is compensation for the death.

As far as rights and interests are concerned, Zhang Qi has considered them very thoroughly.

This is the fundamental reason why his army is so combative.

They are very transparent.

The military, the government, the sect, the trinity.

Zhang Qi did not dare to guarantee that there would never be corruption, but with the gaze of a god, the probability of such behavior was definitely low, at least when he was alive.

As for later

I'll talk about that later.

"Your Majesty, this is the roster of the six thousand Xuan Army."

A strong man like a black tower came to Zhang Qi's side.

Calm, neither humble nor arrogant, only when he looked at Zhang Qi, there was unconcealable fanaticism in his eyes.

Xiong Zhen.

The first of the four generals of the Eagle Strike Army, second only to the Eagle Strike General 'Eagle', was elected by the Eagle this time and recommended to Zhang Qi.

"Well, they are all people who have families in Wuhuan Xianbei, and the quality of these people is the best, much better than when you first formed it, take it well."

"I will live up to the trust of the king."

Xiong Zhen was half-kneeling, and his tone was firm.

Zhang Qi patted him on the shoulder: "I'm going back to Wuhuan this time, in the afternoon, Nine and Thirteen will send all the armor, I don't expect them to be able to put on the action at the beginning, but within half a year, I want to see that they have a certain ability to act." ”

"But, talents are precious, I don't want to see them fall on the training ground before they go to the battlefield, the Hanging Pot Division will send a doctor to follow the whole process, these 6,000 people, you only have twenty death indicators, if you die more, you will retreat."

"No!"

"Well, good job."

Leaving a word, Zhang Qi patted him on the shoulder again and turned to leave.

I haven't been back to Wuhuan for a long time.

Even Zhang Qi was surprised by the change in Wu Huan.

Streets with people coming and going.

The density of the population alone far exceeds that of any city Zhang Qi has seen since he came to this world.

Dressed in black, legal officials walk the streets in groups of six.

Solve the conflicts of the people, occupy the road, business, petty theft and many other trivial things.

Horse-drawn carriages engraved with black characters and hung with red silk are lined up, solving the problem of travel, and at each intersection, the traffic manager of the carriage and horse division wearing red conspicuous clothing is directing the traffic.

Similarly, they will also impose penalties for problems such as irregular parking of horse-drawn carriages and collisions with pedestrians.

Jingle bell.

A rapid rattle rattle shook on the large white frame.

The white frame depicts the snake wrapping gourd logo with red dye.

It was the emergency vehicle of the Hanging Kettle Division.

Pedestrians on the road fled to the rattle bell.

The two traffic managers glanced at each other, and stepped forward on the fifth-generation war horses to open the way.

It seems that there are residents who need to be rescued somewhere.

Zhang Qi knocked on the window frame of the carriage.

The guards who had guarded his horse slowed the carriage and pulled the frame to the side of the road to make way for the road.

The two traffic managers on war horses recognized Zhang Qi, their eyes trembled, but they didn't stop and continued to gallop through the streets of Wuhuan City.

The ringing fades away.

Zhang Qi withdrew his gaze and lowered the curtains.

Whispered, "Let's go." ”

Purr~

The horse snorted and continued on his way.

A green shirt literati look.

Zhang Qi got out of the carriage in front of the city lord's mansion.

When he returned to Wuhuan this time, he didn't make a big fuss, and he was only followed by a group of guards.

Even so.

The people in the city lord's mansion still recognized him.

Two years without returning.

The momentum was there, and the guards of the City Lord's Mansion bowed half-kneeling.

More and more people are falling to their knees.

Shouting.

"I've seen you!"

"Get up."

Zhang Qi walked in, walked past one after another half-kneeling on the ground, and said in a loud voice: "Keep doing things." ”

"No!"

The City Lord's Mansion is back to its usual busyness.

Many young people looked excited.

This was the first time they had seen Zhang Qi.

It's like seeing a god you believe in.

His face was red, his ears were red, and his hands couldn't help trembling.

And the master who led them, or the superiors, also showed a smiling face.

The pen in his hand tapped the heads of the young people.

When they look at these people, it's as if they saw themselves in the past.

In the snowfield, or in the pasture, or in the yurt.

The appearance of this man has taken them to the present happy life.

"Your Majesty."

Hu Ling greeted him at the door of the city lord's office early.

Zhang Qi looked at her and nodded.

I haven't seen her for two years, and the little girl has become a strong woman, and the glasses on the bridge of her nose have added a bit of temperament to her that only he understands.

Walk into the office.

Zhang Qishu sat on the main seat of the office.

There were also a number of bylaws on the table that were being reviewed.

Personnel transfers, infrastructure projects, money allocations, etc.

Zhang Qi flipped through it, and said casually, as if it was a homely conversation: "How are your eyes?" ”

"My vision is a little blurry these days, and Director Hua Que used crystals to help me match a pair of these glasses."

"Others are weird."

(End of chapter)