Liu Tugou patrolled back and forth among nearly 100 people, his knowledge was limited, and he could not teach them according to their aptitude.

There are sentient beings on Tianzhu Mountain, but Liu Tugou has never really seen sentient beings.

In the past few days, he has only overlooked a hundred people, but he has already given birth to a real sense of satisfaction, as if the hand holding the knife is more powerful. This satisfaction was so strange and fresh that it made ripples in his heart.

It's not just the heart lake that ripples, but also the grassland beneath his feet.

The weeds within a radius of more than a dozen zhang suddenly fell in a certain direction, and in Liu Tugou's eyes, countless extremely subtle light green points of light rose from among the blades of grass and converged towards a certain center.

The change of aura subtly triggered the celestial phenomena, and the rain above the small camp suddenly increased, gradually surging, waking up nearly 100 people who had entered the meditation.

They opened their eyes and saw the only figure standing, the uncultivated but unfathomable Captain of the Black Crows, their current boss.

The body of a hundred horsemen in a black linen suit was covered with a layer of imperceptible iron and blue clothes, and the rain slipped down from the clothes, and it was difficult to touch the linen clothes in the slightest.

Liu Tugou ignored the gazes of the prisoners, but looked behind everyone with a serious face.

His infectious power was so profound that nearly a hundred prisoners subconsciously looked behind him.

When they turned their heads, some people suddenly remembered that there should be only one ridiculous boy there who couldn't bear even the most basic empowerments, but still gritted his teeth and did useless work.

There, sure enough, there was only the boy, but it wasn't funny at all.

The grass beside Xu Dongjiang did not fall down, but danced wonderfully in the rain, as if cheering.

The prisoners were in a humble realm, and they could not see the green light that gathered on the young man's body from all directions, but they could see that the young man's body was emitting a faint light, like a firefly, which was particularly conspicuous in the gradually dark rain curtain.

The dance of the weeds only lasted for more than a dozen breaths before returning to its original state, and the vision on Xu Dongjiang's body was also fleeting, which made people wonder if it was his own delusion.

Liu Tugou knew that it was not inspiration, it was not Qi training, and it was not even a foundation.

It's just that the heart is just beginning to grow, but for some reason it has attracted an endless number of weeds around it.

It was also at this moment that Xu Dongjiang woke up.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and the rain rolled down his eyelashes onto his cheeks.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were confused for a moment before he finally saw the nearly 100 gloomy gazes in front of him, as well as the figure that no one could ignore.

The young man was startled, hurriedly stood up, bowed down and whispered, "My lord." ”

Liu Tugou grinned: "You have planted the most humble and weak weed heart root. ”

Hearing Mr. Qi's words, the atmosphere was relaxed, and many prisoners showed expressions of sudden realization, and then turned into disdain, ridicule, and even pity.

The endless weeds that can be seen everywhere on the grassland, which can be torn apart by a small child at will, are indeed the most useless things.

Without waiting for Xu Dongjiang, who was still a little confused, to chew on the meaning of these words, the second master continued: "So, I appoint you as the chief!"

The torrential rain plunged the entire grassland into a dark and deep night, and a majestic electric light hooked the heavens and the earth, suddenly illuminating everyone's eyes.

Nearly 100 black crow guards with different postures looking back are like sculptures, and all their expressions are frozen in the electric light and rain, which makes Xu Dongjiang and even all the people present unforgettable for life.

Liu Tugou didn't know how to lead soldiers, but in this grand spring thunderstorm, after appointing Xu Dongjiang as the chief, he keenly felt an indescribable complex emotions brewing in everyone's hearts, like spring grass sprouting and breaking ground in the soft mud after the winter snow melted.

Xu Dongjiang was the first chief to be removed from prison inmates, and before that, all prisoners had the same status, and not many people had any expectations for the future.

Most of the prisoners who were assigned by Zhu Lian were born in a well-meaning and kind family that was small and wealthy, and if they were really rich and noble, they would have been treated as the main criminals, and they would not have been able to wait for the day when they were selected by Liu Tugou and saw the light of day again.

After being assigned, these people were left unattended, and they were in the embarrassing situation of not having to die and not being able to leave.

They don't have to worry about eating and drinking, although they have the desire to climb up, but they don't have the determination to give up everything, such people, even if they get out of the prison disaster that it is better to die than to live because of Liu Tugou, they will not be immediately grateful, after all, everyone knows that the soldiers are dangerous and fierce, and they must not have lived in prison for a long time.

As for the few petty thieves who do not do big evils and continue to do small evils, their temperament is even more unbearable, but they are enthusiastic in learning the exercises, and whether they can be used when they really go into battle will be marked with a big question mark.

At this moment, these people stared at Xu Dongjiang, whose face turned from ignorance to shock and joy, and finally couldn't be indifferent.

From the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty to the prisoners of the stairs, and then forced into the most notorious and fastest black crow guards in the border army, forced to practice the extremely bloody and strange exercises, originally thought that this life was destined to end miserably, and died in the depths of the grassland that no one knew.

But in the young man in front of him, who was as humble and weak as spring grass, they saw a glimmer of hope?

This thought disappeared in a flash, and before they could think about it, Dong Dilang suddenly said loudly: "Lord Qi's rewards and punishments are clear, you only need to practice diligently and obey military orders, and you may not have the day when you get rid of your sins and return to your homeland, you will really make meritorious deeds, and you will have a future for your wife and son!"

These days, Yang Xiongji and Dong Dilang have always been saying goodbye to each other openly and secretly, and they are a bit of a contest for the second place in the fourth banner.

He pursed his lips secretly when he heard this, because the son of the captain said "you wait", not "I wait", which shows that it is difficult to get rid of the arrogance of the disciples, and he does not put his comrades other than the second brother in his eyes at all, but after all, he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he knows how to motivate the soldiers, which is beyond his Yang Xiongji's reach.

Not to mention the harmless careful thinking between the two elders, Xu Dongjiang, who was born in the southern Xiaoshi clan and has read several historical books, was blessed to the heart, knelt down suddenly, and said hoarsely: "Xu Dongjiang is in prison with dry bones, and he will die if he spins his heels, and the adults pull me out of the bitter prison in the front, and pass on the industry and confer the post in the back, and the grace is recreated, and the villain is willing to serve his life!"

A sneer rose at the corner of Sang Yuan's mouth, this weak boy like a girl has some delicate thoughts, but he is not a harmless honest person like his appearance.

He glanced at Fu Yangguan beside him, this middle-aged down-and-out Xiucai was holding a little lamb like a son, his face was expressionless, but the back of his hand was full of green tendons, and the little lamb in his arms bleated in pain.

Utilitarianism harms a lot.

The smile on Sang Yuan's face was even stronger, hum, they are all ordinary goods, and they are really chess opponents and good talents!