In the room, several tables of banquets have been set up, and all kinds of cold dishes and chicken, duck and fish are being served on the table one after another.

There is already a middle-aged military general with a big shoulder, round waist, wide eyebrows, and wide eyes, exuding a brave spirit all over the body, and this person is General Sun Shouren, the town guard of Xingyuan Mansion!

"General!" Many soldiers walked into the room, all bowing and saluting.

General Sun smiled and nodded in response, he has just been transferred back to Xingyuan Mansion now, whether it is officialdom or his own family, there are too many people who want to visit him, and he also needs to visit some people.

So most of the time in these two months was socializing, or on the way to socialize, and there was not much time to appear in the barracks.

Many of the recruited pro-soldiers are not even very familiar with him, which is a taboo on the battlefield.

When it comes to a real war, he can only count on his own soldiers, and if the soldiers don't know the generals, then this battle can't be fought.

He also made up his mind when he came back this time, and he would train hard in the next time, after all, he was still young, only forty-five years old.

As long as you train well, you can go out again to make meritorious contributions in the future.

"General." Chen Mo walked into the room, bowed to General Sun first, and then prepared to find a place to sit.

He was not going to sit at General Sun's table, because eating with the other party would inevitably be a little restrained.

However, he didn't expect that General Sun, who had a fierce and courageous face, greeted him with a pleasant smile.

"Chen Mo, sit."

Sun Shouren still remembers this young man, who has only been in the pro-military camp for only two months, but the two evaluations are A-evaluation, which is indeed quite rare.

And Chen Mo is not like others who have a family tradition of martial arts, or have already worshipped martial artists as apprentices at home to practice martial arts.

He has never practiced martial arts, and his ability to obtain a rating is entirely dependent on his own talent and hard work.

It is also because of this that Sun Shouren can remember him, otherwise there are fifty or sixty pro-soldiers who joined the pro-soldier camp this time.

Many of them are his kindred, if Chen Mo has no ability, how can he remember.

"Ahh Chen Mo was stunned, but the general commanded, and he couldn't help but listen, so he had to find a place to sit down at the main table.

Mo Hu was quite relaxed and natural, sat down directly next to General Sun, and even grabbed a handful of peanuts and ate them first.

"I said you fucking attention, this hasn't started yet, it's almost finished for your kid!" Sun Shouren's eyebrows were crossed, and he reprimanded angrily.

"Alas!" Mo Hu agreed loudly, and reached out to grab a handful.

As other recruits who passed the assessment arrived one after another, Sun Shouren got up and briefly praised the performance of many pro-soldiers during this time, and then announced the opening of the meeting.

Several fire-headed soldiers brought one large wine jar after another, and many pro-soldiers raised coarse porcelain bowls to drink.

Chen Mo was not very interested in wine, he only paid attention to the meat on the table, and only occasionally when everyone clinked glasses, he raised his glass and drank it.

This wine is actually not very strong, it is a rice wine made by the house, but because it is not very strong, you may drink too much unconsciously.

Everyone pushed the cups and changed the lamps for a while, the atmosphere was so lively, and the chicken and duck bones in front of Chen Mo were rapidly increasing.

At the same table with General Sun, not only was he nervous, but except for Mo Hu and the veterans at their table, the rest of the recruits like him were a little nervous.

At first, I couldn't let go, but with a few bowls of rice wine, the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Only then did Chen Mo dare to let go of his hands and feet, untie his belt, and enjoy the feast once a month.

Pieces of meat are eaten in the stomach, and wisps of blood and qi power are constantly being transformed.

"You kid don't give me a drink!" General Sun's face was red, and his eyes looked at Chen Modao with a slight confusion.

"Subordinate General!" Chen Mo picked up the wine bowl and drank it all.

General Sun laughed quite happily at this time, he clearly wanted to get closer to this gang of killers, and he danced and made ink to drink tea and chant poetry, which was purely playing the piano to the cow.

Drink twice together, get drunk twice, and the effect is the best.

As for wanting them to serve themselves on the battlefield, they are willing to be the vanguard against the enemy.

In addition to convincing them of their own generals, they also have to promise benefits when they are in battle, so that they are willing to fight with all their might.

As for wanting them to serve their lives, it is extremely difficult, and there are not even many such henchmen.

As the banquet drew to a close, the table was full of collapsed soldiers, and although some people were drunk, they still had words in their mouths.

Chen Mo took this opportunity to take action, his table was already in a mess, but some dishes were still relatively well preserved.

Hurry up and bring some back as a supper, and the progress of qi and blood accumulation can be faster.

Besides, he can not only take the dishes on his own table, but also take the tables next to him.

Chen Mo is now unscrupulous and spares no effort to increase the speed of his qi and blood accumulation as much as possible.

First, in order to be reborn faster and have stronger strength, only in this way can he rescue Zhao Yu.

Second, he didn't know if he would hit the previous gray fog again, although the sound of the gong might have the effect of dispersing the gray fog, but he still fell into it in the barracks last time.

This shows that the gongs and drums have the effect of dispelling the gray fog, but they dare not say that they are absolutely safe.

So now no matter where he is, there is a faint sense of insecurity in his heart.

And what can fight this uneasiness is to improve your strength, and improve your strength faster.

As long as you are strong enough, even if you fall into the gray fog, you can still ensure your own safety.

Therefore, he will now seize any opportunity as much as possible to speed up the accumulation of qi and blood, just to improve himself faster.

In fact, during this time, he also wanted to inquire about the gray fog, but in the barracks, no one knew about the people he could contact with in his capacity.

And if you want to read the classics to check them, it is even more impossible, books are absolutely precious things in this era, and it is easy to show them.

Chen Mo secretly learned a few words when he was a scholar, which is already good among many military men.

Even in this pro-soldier camp, most of the pro-soldiers were illiterate.

So until now, Chen Mo is half-aware of the gray mist, and the unknown represents danger, so he has to exhaust all means to improve himself

Taking the sea bowl used to hold rice on weekdays, Chen Mo easily took a half elbow, a large bowl of braised mutton and a large bowl of braised pork, as well as half a braised goose and half a roast chicken.

These are the better-selling meats on the table, and Chen Mo took them away one by one, not only can he eat them tonight, but he can also eat them again tomorrow.

After putting these large bowls of meat back to his barracks one after another, Chen Mo walked back to the fire room and carried Mo Hu.

Mo Dao also came at this time, he and some of his personal soldiers did not attend today's banquet, but were responsible for patrolling and guarding.

In fact, these pro-soldiers who are responsible for patrolling and guarding today are the best of the pro-soldiers, and they belong to the elite of the elite.

Of course, they will be rewarded, but the feast will not be done until tomorrow when someone takes over their patrol.

"You send Xiaohu back, I'll send my father-in-law back." Mo Dao's tone did not fluctuate, and it was rare to say a long sentence.

Chen Mo has long been accustomed to this, Mo Hu is right, Mo Dao is indeed a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

The posture of drawing the bow by himself has received a lot of guidance from him on weekdays, and if it weren't for this, he might not have been able to improve so quickly.

Mo Dao just doesn't talk much on weekdays, and he is not very willing to communicate with people, so he is never ambiguous in his actions.

Sending Mo Hu back to the room, Chen Mo went to wash up again, and then lay back in the house to rest.

The next day, Chen Mo was preparing to train as usual, but a herald sent the news that General Sun wanted to meet him in person.