On August 15, Hedong County, the temporary camp of the Qin army.

"Hiss~~~"

"It hurts!"

Ying Cheng suppressed his voice and cried out in a low voice.

He had imagined many dangers he might encounter before he set out on the expedition, but the first thing that stumped him was a question he had never considered.

Toilet!

Whether it was in Xianyang City or Chang'an Township, Ying Cheng Chan wiped it with a good silk cloth after going to the toilet, so even in the Qin Dynasty, Ying Cheng Chan never had any trouble going to the toilet.

But now, Ying Chengcheng is out on the expedition, but there is no rough mother-in-law to help him wash the toilet silk.

Does he want to wash the used toilet silk himself? Or let the soldiers who are the last line of defense help him wash? If he threw away the used silk cloth directly, how would those grassroots soldiers who even had their clothes a little ragged feel when they saw it?

For the sake of the military's morale, and in order to avoid being unable to adapt at the critical moment, Ying Chengcheng could only try to use the toilet for the first time in his life.

But this thing really doesn't work!

Outside the small tent, the eight soldiers asked in a loud voice:

"Master of the house, do you want me to help?"

Ying Cheng was ashamed and angry and scolded:

"Silence!"

Let a big guy wipe it for himself?

Ying Cheng can have nightmares just thinking about it!

After tossing for a while, Ying Chengcheng limped out of the small tent.

The eight men ran over, still holding a basin in their hands: "Master of the house, clean your hands." ”

Seeing this, Ying Chengcheng smiled and praised: "If you keep your mouth shut and only keep your eyes, you will be able to be a housekeeper without being a soldier in the future." ”

Ying Chengcheng really has little experience in using toilet chips, so he has to get some filth on his hands, so he hurriedly puts his hands into the basin and cleans them carefully.

But after cleaning, Yingcheng can still smell a faint smell.

"Suck ~ Suck ~ "

Sniffing at his hand, Ying Chengcheng sniffed the air again, and asked incomprehensibly:

"Yafu, do you smell a little pickled?"

Hachio stiffened his neck and replied, "How can that?" ”

"If the head of the house thinks that it has not been cleaned, I will go to the basin of water."

Ying Cheng shook his head: "It's not the smell on my body, it seems to be wafting from afar." ”

"Let's go, let's see!"

With fifty family soldiers, Ying Chengcheng walked around the barracks.

The Qin soldiers he met along the road did not say that they were complaining, but their morale was also low, which couldn't help but make Ying Chengcheng frown.

If it is a temporary recruit of soldiers who are unwilling to fight, it doesn't matter, and now the 20,000 soldiers in the army are all from the Xianyang battalion!

Each of them had had at least one enemy beheaded at one of their heads, and once the army had been replenished, they would all serve as mid-level officials or commanders in the army.

These people are the ones who should be the most happy when they hear the war!

And now their morale is so low?

Ying Chengcheng commanded in a low voice: "Hexagram man, arrange some robes to go to the army to investigate." ”

"Why is the morale of the sergeants and soldiers not high!"

The hexagram man immediately surrendered his hand: "Obey!" ”

After walking a little further, it was not until he reached the edge of the camp that Ying Chengcheng finally knew where the stench in the air came from.

I saw that a depression on the east side of the barracks was full of filth, and the area expanded to more than 1,000 square meters!

Several soldiers wanted to stand on the edge of the depression to go to the toilet but were driven away by the military judges, so they could only walk into the dung heap with their feet on filth, and go to the toilet hard.

Who can be happy about this?

Faintly, Ying Chengcheng can still hear the complaints and complaints of some soldiers:

"We've also fought several times, how have you ever seen a general who can't even arrange a toilet place?"

"That's it, the conscription in Hedong County will be over in three days, and then the camp will be drawn and marched, and it will be much more convenient to go to the toilet on the road."

"Today the filth can be over the vamp of the shoe, but in three days it will not be up to the knee? This is no different from a manure pit! ”

"I have long heard that Chang'anjun is not familiar with military affairs, but I never thought that it was such a non-military matter, he can ask if he doesn't understand, General Fan must understand!"

"After all, he is the younger brother of the king, or the chief general of this army, how can General Fan persuade him?"

"Alas, I don't want to succeed in this battle, I just want not to be killed by the Lord, and I can go home alive!"

"If you don't complain a few words, if you are heard by others, it will not be good, then Chang'anjun will have to disturb the morale of the army!"

Listening to the complaints of these soldiers, looking at the dung pit not far ahead, Ying Cheng's face was gloomy, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Yafu, the toilet pit in the other generals is also the same as in front of you?"

Bafu also explained with a serious expression: "The head of the family, I once went out with the general Wang Qi, and before General Wang set up camp, he would dig a big pit every other distance, cover it with a layer of sand every two days, and completely cover the dung pit after pulling out the camp. ”

"Never let an army gather in a depression like this!"

The military strength of the Korean foreign relatives group is extremely low, and the soldiers such as the eight husbands and the hexagram can fight, but they don't know how to fight, and at most they only have a little knowledge when they went on the expedition.

But this alone is enough to make Ying Chengcheng understand that this is not normal!

Ying Cheng Chan laughed angrily: "I thought they would harm me with assassins, bombing the camp, and framing me." ”

"But I never thought that I would start with this pickle first?"

"How ridiculous!"

Flicking his sleeves, Ying Cheng strode towards the Chinese army's tent.

"Let's go, go find Fan Yuzhi!"

……

At the same time, the big tent of the Chinese army.

Captain Liu An said in a deep voice: "General, Chang'anjun has gone to the east toilet pit of the camp." ”

Fan Yuzhi was surprised: "Did he go to the toilet pit?" ”

"How could such a noble son with such fine clothes and fine food and pampered go to the toilet pit of the army!"

"Didn't his soldiers see that something was wrong and lead him there?"

Fan Yuzhi has a lot of small means in the army, but he is confident that Ying Chengcheng will not find out.

He knows too well this kind of young people who are from famous families and are entrusted with important tasks as soon as they go out on the expedition.

The minds of these young generals are all focused on strategies and strategies, and they talk about strategies such as fire attacks, water attacks, and grain interception roads, even if they are more stable, they are talking about military formations such as cone formations and goose-shaped formations.

They simply don't lower their heads to see what the soldiers eat, drink, and think every day.

They float too high, and their eyes are too high, how can they tolerate the and pee of the corporals in their eyes?

Only veterans can understand that strategy is important, but trivial things such as food, clothing, housing and transportation are the basis for determining whether an army can fight well!

Liu An shook his head: "All the soldiers of Chang'anjun are under the supervision of our department, and their eating, drinking, and Lazar are also completed within the scope of the Chinese army, and no one has ever been to the toilet pit of the army." ”

"According to the scout's report, Chang Anjun first sent his soldiers to infiltrate the army today to inquire about the news from the soldiers, but before the soldiers could hear the news, Chang Anjun found the toilet pit on the way to the camp."

Fan Yuzhi stroked his beard lightly, smiled and shook his head: "Our main general actually patrolled the toilet pit today, did he find that he couldn't command the army, so he wanted to command the maggots in the toilet pit?" ”

In the big tent, several of Fan Yuzhi's cronies couldn't help laughing.

This army was nominally led by Ying Chengcheng as the main general, but in reality, all the high-ranking officers from the adjutant general to the commander were all under Lü Buwei's orders.

In their eyes, Ying Chengcheng is known as the main general, but in fact he is just a lamb to the slaughter.

Since the expedition, if Fan Yu does not allow it, Ying Chengcheng's general order will not be able to leave the Chinese army at all!

After laughing, Liu An asked out loud: "Chang'anjun may come to confront the general later, but do you need his subordinates to take responsibility?" ”

Fan Yu's heroic promise: "You are doing things for Benjiang, how can Benjiang make you responsible for Benjiang?" ”

"Ben will take the initiative to provoke Chang Anjun and quarrel with him!"

"If the general really quarrels with Chang'anjun, you need to spread this dispute to the whole army."

"Let the whole army know that Chang Anjun doesn't understand military affairs, and he regards the soldiers like ants, the general wanted to ask for the life of the soldiers of the whole army, but he was scolded by Chang Anjun for his blood!"

Fan Yuzhi's smile became a little cruel: "I was going to make him the target of the whole army!" ”

"The soldiers of the whole army can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood!"