Liaoning.

Zeshui Town.

A family.

"Brother, hurry up, the selection is about to start, you haven't done it yet?"

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy shouted to a strong man in the back room who was still changing his armor.

"Don't rush me, I just got off work and I'm already in a hurry."

On a wooden chair in the outhouse, a woman in her forties watched the scene amusedly, shook her head, and continued to do the needlework in her hands.

"Erlang, don't rush Da Lang, he's already in a hurry."

"You guys, it's like a mold carved out of the same mold with your grandfather, it's all urgent, this militia selection is a big deal, and it won't end in a day or two."

The boy named Jiro scratched his head and smiled at his mother.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of a lot of people."

"You."

The woman stretched out her hand and pointed at Erlang, smiled, got up and went into another room, and took out a money bag from it.

"Here, the pension left by your grandfather, plus the food and salary over the years, a total of more than 70 white dragons, take them all away, you and Da Lang are twenty each, and the remaining more than 30 are given to San Lang in the mountain courtyard, you have no opinion on distributing it so for your mother."

Erlang's face, which was still a little excited, froze suddenly, and he froze in place: "I don't want it, Niangniang, you keep it for yourself to buy more food, and my eldest brother and I are going to join the army, and San Lang is studying again, and I also need a few people to help at home."

I'll let the head help later, find a few people who are willing to work, and ask the family to take care of you, I joined the army with my eldest brother, and I don't have to worry about eating and drinking every month, and I have a military salary, and I can afford this expense. ”

Jiro said, and Da Lang also walked out of the back room.

He was wearing the same leather armor as his younger brother, which was made for him by someone when his grandfather was alive.

Militia Zhang Qi is not equipped with armor, you can buy it yourself if you have a demand, and the grassland lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of leather to make leather armor.

"Yes, mother, listen to Brother Lei, the child is not filial, and he is going to fight for a better future, and I ask A-Niang to forgive the child's selfishness."

The strong man, known as Dalang, fell on his knees in front of the woman and kowtowed several times.

Erlang Dianlei also followed his brother Dianfeng to kneel down and bump his head a few times.

"You guys, the military formation is risky, your lucky grandfather went to the kingdom of God first, entered the Yingwu Temple, my mother didn't stop you, you should go, it is your blessing to lead the horse and carry the knife to the king."

The woman smiled and stuffed the money bag into the arms of the great man.

"The three of you brothers use the surnames given by the king, don't be ashamed."

"Let's go, it's not too early."

The woman patted Dianfeng on the shoulder and whispered.

"Children are not filial!"

"Children are not filial!"

Dian Feng, Dian Lei and the two kowtowed again, got up and said goodbye to the woman.

When the two brothers left, a few tears slipped from the corners of the woman's eyes, and she quickly wiped them with her sleeves, for fear that her two sons would see them when they turned around.

Walking out of the courtyard, Dian Feng slipped out the money bag in his arms, poured out thirty-six white dragons from it, and then threw the rest to his younger brother.

"We will bring these thirty-six white dragons to Brother Yu, and hand them over to the head, let him help ask some people who are willing to work hard to take care of A-Niang, no problem."

Dian Lei grabbed the money bag and grinned: "I'm okay big brother." ”

"Well, let's go, let's go, I must be selected this time! Avenge Grandpa! ”

"Well, revenge!"

With a determined face, the two brothers walked to the school field in Zeshui Town.

Before I arrived at the school grounds, there was already a black space outside the school field.

Zeshui Town, one of the sixteen towns in Liaoning City, has 23 villages under its jurisdiction, and it can be regarded as a big town among the sixteen towns.

Originally, there were 16 towns in Liaoning City, with 16 villages in each town and 500 to 1,000 households in each village, but with the continuous flow of Han Dynasty refugees and Xiongnu captives being absorbed, the village system began last year.

And Zeshui Town has been successively drained and increased in area because of the surrounding Daze, so seven more villages have been added to it, and it has become a large town under the jurisdiction of Liaoning City.

"There are so many people, the militia from the subordinate villages have all come."

The two brothers walked in side by side, and Dian Lei spoke.

Dian Feng nodded: "The town issued a document a few days ago, and now most of the militia who want to join the two armies of the Tiger Ben Eagle Strike are here, and that is the army that has been formed since the monarch came to this land, the elite of the elite." ”

"Fight the Huns, fight Fuyu, fight Su Shen, fight Xianbei Wuhuan, the surrounding territory is all Eagle Strike General and Tiger Ben General followed the king to fight a little bit, who doesn't want to go in."

A young militiaman who followed the two brothers to the front registration office also turned around and said.

The two brothers nodded.

"Yes, yes, yes."

After sending a team for a while, the pawn brothers can be regarded as coming to the registration office.

The two took their nameplates from their necks and handed them to the registration staff at the registration office.

"Dian Feng, male, nineteen years old, Group 6 of Zeshui Town, Liaoning, descendant of Yingwu Temple."

"Dian Lei, male, seventeen years old, Group 6 of Zeshui Town, Liaoning, descendant of Yingwu Temple."

According to the nameplate registration officer's search in the household registration department, it only took a short time to turn over the information of the two brothers.

When he saw the description of the descendants of the Yingwu Temple, he stood up and saluted a military salute, and the two brothers returned the salute, they knew that this salute was not for them, but for their grandfather.

The registration officer sat back, took a pen and paper and began to register, and before registering, he asked again: "I read the information of your family, and you have a young brother who is only thirteen years old this year, are you sure you want to enlist in the army?" ”

"Enter!"

The two brothers looked at each other and spoke firmly.

Seeing this, the registrar sighed and did not dissuade, and took up the pen to register the information of the two.

He then took out two dark wooden tablets from a basket below and handed them to them.

"Group A sixteen, Group A seventeen, your grandfather has entered the Yingwu Temple, you have a little preferential treatment, that is, to select the most difficult Group A, is there a problem?"

"No problem!"

The two brothers reached out at the same time to take it and replied loudly.

"Well, Aggie! Take the two of them to Group A! ”

"No!"

Beside the registrar, a heroic and tall guard stepped out and answered.

"Follow me."

Aggie looked at the two of them, and then walked to the east side of the school grounds.

The two brothers hurriedly followed.

Behind them, a group of young militiamen looked at them with envy, but no one said anything, because they knew that these two people were going to participate in the most difficult group A selection, and those who could enter Group A must be martyrs who had entered the Yingwu Temple at home.

"Struggle!"

"Struggle!"

“.”

A wave of encouragement reached the ears of the two brothers, and they looked at each other and smiled.

Stretching out his arm, he waved back.

"Encourage each other!"

(End of chapter)