When he woke up the next day, Chongjiu stretched his waist, and after he woke up, he found that since he became a monster, he had replaced sleep with cultivation, and cultivation was also a kind of enjoyment, but he didn't have the feeling of sleeping. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white jade ring in his mind, silently emitting white light, seemed to be able to shine into Chongjiu's mind, making his spirit occasionally in a trance, but he didn't care much in his heart, and re-entering the world was very different.

The following days were quiet and calm, the pace of Nancheng was very slow, a lazy feeling, life in such a city, extremely relaxed, and with Chongjiu's quick hands and feet, he quickly won the trust of the old lady.

The only thing that made Chongjiu feel a little wrong was that he always felt that he had forgotten something, but he had a very clear memory of his life after coming to Nancheng, and his life before coming to Nancheng was a little vague, but when he felt that something was wrong, the Mingxin Yuhuan in his heart would tremble slightly, and his spirit was in a trance, and he forgot this doubt.

A month later, he was completely accustomed to the life of Nancheng, and he had forgotten Nancheng's previous memories, or that he had really become a little turtle in the countryside, and Nancheng's previous memories had been completely sealed or stored.

He was quiet every night when he wiped down the frustrated-looking gun, and he felt that this thing was important to him. Yesterday, the old lady had already told him that the Zhao family's army had entered the city when it was dark, more than three hundred people, it was a procurement team, and it would stay here for two days, and if Chongjiu still wanted to join the army, he couldn't miss this opportunity.

"You, you, why are you so brainless? If you have to join the army, you will lose your head if you are not careful. Work well with me, just your cleverness, maybe you will enter Huiyanlou as a guy running the hall another day, I'm showing you a little lady, how good it is to stay here. ”

"Grandma, I'm not an An'an person, what about me, since I came to Nancheng, I feel like I'm sick, I forgot a lot of things, if I don't join the army, I may not be able to find those forgotten things for the rest of my life. And those memories are important to me, really important... ”

"Forget it, forget it, it's probably not a good thing, it turns out that it's a hard life of not having enough food and clothing, what's there to think about. Now I finally found you a job as an apprentice, but you have to toss. I told the shopkeeper that you would work in this small restaurant for three years, and after three years, I would introduce you to go back to the lobby of Yanlou to run errands. Now that you don't do it, you won't do it, and my old face is gone. ”

The old lady has been with Chongjiu for a month, and she really likes this honest and simple young man with a simple appearance and a ghost heart. But creation makes people, yesterday the Zhao family's army purchased too many things, more than 300 people, loaded more than 100 cars, and almost moved all the grain in Nancheng in the past three years.

I heard that there was a war ahead, and no matter how much food there was, it was not too much, but there were so many things, and three hundred people had to be responsible for escorting and pushing carts, and there was a shortage of manpower, so he posted a notice and recruited farmers to help, Chongjiu also went, and directly raised the grinding plate at the door of the mansion with a hand, and was immediately summoned by the team leader.

is different from ordinary farmers who take money to do things, Chongjiu, this kid, the squad leader looks at him, he has brute strength, he is definitely a good hand at charging into battle, it is a pity not to enter the army, after hearing that this kid is here to be a soldier, without saying a word, he will be directly included in his own team.

In the evening, Chongjiu returned to the baked cake shop and spent the last night. Before leaving, she gave the old lady the method of fermenting wheat noodles, the old lady didn't care, she made baked cakes all her life, what a secret recipe, baked cakes are baked cakes, and the secret recipe is nothing more than noodles and heat.

As for the method that Chongjiu said, he accepted it perfunctorily with some kindness, but Chongjiu told her a thousand times to let her keep it a secret, which could be used as the foundation for their future lives.

This secret recipe suddenly came to mind, and I just couldn't remember where it came from. But these are no longer important, Chongjiu knows that he is just a passer-by in Nancheng, rubbing the iron gun in his hand, sitting on the ox cart and gradually moving away.

There is no backer, there is no strong martial arts, Chongjiu honestly from a small soldier, Chongjiu's joined the Zhao family's logistics troops, purchasing grain, transporting food, their task is to keep the grain road unblocked, three years, a full three years, peace is not incomparable, there is not a single mistake, and the grain is delivered to the place on time.

At this time, Chongjiu occasionally recalls everything in his southern city, more time the captain doesn't run around, he feels very happy now, he doesn't fight, he can eat enough every day, and the captain also changed a horse for him a few days ago.

After this mission, the captain said that he wanted to invite everyone to drink, but the wine, Chongjiu drank it once, and it was not good at all, I don't know why the captain and they like to drink so much.

And this time I want to go to the Wuyang camp, Miss Zhao is there, I don't know if I can see her again, Miss Zhao is really good-looking, worthy of being a person from the big family, and her heart is good, if she can say a word to me, I must be happy to die, thinking about it, I sat on the back of the horse and gradually fell asleep.

Three years of calm had already lowered the vigilance of this army to the lowest point, and when a stream of black-clad people rushed out from the hillside, everyone was stunned, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

"Enemy attack~" The captain's mournful shout woke Chongjiu up, and the captain was inserted into the neck with a sharp arrow, covered his neck and fell off the horse, lying on the ground and rolling a few times, no longer moving.

The others are no better, there is no resistance at all, some of these people are farmers who transport food, and some of them are logistics troops who have never seen blood, how much combat power will there be, one by one is like a lamb to be slaughtered, wantonly slaughtered by the Xuanyi armor, scattered and fled, even Chongjiu was scared enough.

Now he has long forgotten everything, he is no longer a monster with high mana, he is no longer a Taiyi immortal, he is just a little turtle who delivers food, and now he is not a qualified soldier, even if he has eaten the food of the army for three years, but eating more has nothing to do with whether he is a good soldier or not. With a desperate momentum and almost invincible brute force, the originally encircled army was really broken open by him and jumped over.

On the other side, the same age of black armor, who was standing motionless on the dirt slope, snorted coldly:

"Bow here!" When Chongjiu's horse jumped to the highest point, a scream came from the high slope, and Chongjiu felt as if his entire body was locked, and an unprecedented threat came from behind.

Barely missing a sideways, a sharp pain came directly from the shoulder, and a wolf tooth barbed arrow went straight through the shoulder blade. The whole body was knocked away by the huge impact, and he was almost thrown off the horse.

With a muffled snort, he held back, leaned over the horse, his head would not be, he galloped away, the grain and grass were lost, and the biggest responsibility was not him, but now the most important thing is to make sure that the grain road has been discovered, and the supply has been destroyed, which is a huge blow to the army in front, and this information must be transmitted in order to make up for it.

The old horse knows the way, Chongjiu knows that his body has a very strange ability, no matter what kind of injury, there must be nothing at all the next day, the recovery is very fast, and the cold and heat are not invaded, but this time the injury on his body is too serious, and he is carrying a steel gun.

After being hit by the arrow, a team of twelve people followed on horseback, circling left and right, exchanging injuries for injuries, practicing picking, stabbing, and sweeping thousands of times a day, which has become instinct, and there are three knives and eleven shots on the body, as well as the first arrow.

He was the last one to survive.

In the past three years, when others were sitting and resting, and when they were sleeping, only Chongjiu insisted on practicing marksmanship every day, and in this era, there were too few famous teachers or too far away.

The only gain is that there are three types of knife techniques, three types of marksmanship, and three types of shield methods when entering the army. The weapon used by Chongjiu is a spear, so it is naturally easy to learn these three types of marksmanship. His peers always laughed at him for practicing all his life and never had a chance to go to the battlefield, and he always smiled and didn't speak.

How do they know, it's not because he doesn't want to rest, but when he rests, there will be a feeling of loss, anxiety, and confusion in his heart, and he can only be calm when he rubs this iron gun to practice marksmanship.

These three styles have been integrated into instinct, fighting while fleeing, escaping from death, passing out, relying on the horses to run on their own, and finally when they arrived at the camp, they fell down all at once.

The news was delivered, as for the follow-up development, it was no longer up to him to decide as a small soldier, and then his fate trajectory changed, entering the scout team, the vanguard, and the camp, and before he knew it, decades had passed, and a lot of changes had taken place on this land.

The army is the place where strength is most valued, thirty years, he has been in the Zhao family's army for thirty years, and he has also climbed from a small soldier to the position of commander. This is already the highest point, how can a little turtle with no identity and no culture be on an equal footing with the master's family.

In the past thirty years, he has experienced countless battles, and the scars on his body are too many to count. The swarthy iron spear, the rust on the outside peeled off, revealing his true face, bright silver white, the spear had become a part of him, and killing the enemy was all by feeling.

"It's time, this mission is over, it's time to explain something to the head of the family and be an elder with a foreign surname. When the time comes, it is also a good choice to find a small town for retirement. Find another little girl. ”

"It's a little tired, really a little tired. Looking up at the clouds in the sky, Chongjiu felt an indescribable exhaustion, the exhaustion of an old pawn, the brother who followed him at the beginning had long since died, and the people around him had changed batch after batch.

"It's a shame that troubled times are coming, and I'm old"

"Commander, it's time to go. ”

"Okay, tell the brothers, this is the last run of the year, and it's winter when it's over, cheer up and end it early. ”

"Yes!"