Chapter 44: Recruits
After the two finished talking, they came back with only a beard.
Walking in front of Yang Fanhai, the bearded man stared at him a few times, and said, "You are the ...... Yang ......"
"Senior, under Yang Fanhai!" Yang Fanhai arched his hand and asked again: "Where is Vice General Feng?"
The beard waved his hand: "He has something, go first, I'll take you there!"
After a pause, he asked, "I heard that you have General Fang Shixin's paperwork, take it out and show it to me!"
Yang Fanhai didn't hesitate too much, then took out the paperwork and taught the beard in his hand.
took the paperwork, looked at it, and nodded with a beard: "I know, give the horse to them, you come with me!"
Yang Fanhai did not doubt him, handed over the war horse to the soldiers at the door, and then followed the beard towards the city.
The beard should be a relatively high-status figure in Dingcheng, and along the way, from time to time there are soldiers who see him salute and call him "Cai Caidu". And the beard was silent, with a serious face, and only cared about leading Yang Fanhai to hurry.
A moment later, under the guidance of the beard, Yang Fanhai went outside a school field.
"Let's go, let's get in!" said Beard, pointing to the schoolyard.
Yang Fanhai asked a little strangely, "Is General Qi here?"
He felt that the coach should be busy and would not come to the school field without anything. didn't think about it, but asked directly: "Who told you that you came to see the coach?"
Yang Fanhai hurriedly said: "But ...... General Fang Shixin asked me to bring the documents to General Qi. β
"I don't see any paperwork!" the beard sneered, and stood with his hands behind his back.
"You...... You lied to me!" Yang Fanhai was stunned, never thinking that the other party would be like this. Now that the documents are in the hands of the other party, only by using force can they be snatched back.
The beard sneered: "I can't look down on you guys who go through the back door, relying on the power of the family, forcing General Fang Shixin to recommend you to be a partial general." I think I have some skills, but I'm not a soft hairy boy. β
"What kind of family is powerful?" Yang Fanhai was stunned, not knowing what it meant.
The bearded eyes were even more contemptuous: "Pretend, Feng Wuyang has already told me everything." You are a member of the Yang family in Bingcheng, and on the pretext of transporting materials, you asked General Fang Shixin to recommend you. Knowing that the front line is difficult, and you still fall into the ground, your Yang family's people are really long-faced!"
"In the final analysis, your Bingcheng Yang family is not a big family, and you don't have the strength, but these stinky habits have already been learned. Look at Feng Wuyang, Fang Shixin is his own uncle, but he has never been taken care of by his own uncle from beginning to end, you are really far behind. β
It turned out that General Fang Shixin was Feng Wuyang's own uncle, Yang Fanhai really didn't know, but he was also speechless by what the other party said.
He knew that Feng Wuyang didn't like him, but he never thought that he would use this way to deal with him. With a sigh of anger in his heart, he already clenched the black spear in his hand.
"What, you still want to do it?" The beard sneered: "See where this is, this is Dingcheng, not your Bingcheng." Don't say that you are a hairy boy, even if you come to the entire Yang family, you have to lie down honestly for me when you arrive. β
"Do you think that being a soldier just takes a weapon and counts? NaΓ―ve! How hard it is on the battlefield! What my Ji country wants is a real man who can endure hardships and stand hard work, not a soft bastard like you who wants to go through the relationship. β
"Partial generals are to be exchanged for military exploits, you want to be a partial general as soon as you come, is there such a good thing? Or just give Lao Tzu a fuck, if you want to be a soldier, start as a recruit, don't think about leaving the relationship. β
As he spoke, the beard tore the paperwork apart and fell directly to the ground.
Yang Fanhai was stunned, and the strength of his hand that clenched the black spear slowly relaxed. He felt that his beard was like this, not only because of what Feng Wuyang said, but also because he grabbed him at the city gate and whipped him so that he couldn't get off the stage, so he took the opportunity to retaliate.
At the moment, it doesn't seem to be the case. Feng Wuyang did provoke something in this matter, but his beard spoke sonorously and forcefully, showing his real disdain for this kind of person who relied on relationships to become biased.
However, what the other party said is not unreasonable, although I don't quite understand things like military merit and rank, but if you want to increase the official reward, you should have merit. I have never enlisted in the army, and it is indeed unfair to other soldiers to be a partial general when I get here.
After thinking about it for a while, Yang Fanhai's anger in his heart suddenly subsided, and he bowed to his beard: "What the predecessor said is that it shouldn't be like this, since this is the case, then I will start with the recruits." β
Seeing Yang Fanhai's actions like this, it made Luo Hu stunned. The big families are dismissive of the affairs of the army, and some small families that have begun to rise in recent years want to exaggerate their influence, and they will often let the disciples of the clan join the army.
Others are just fine, but none of them who fall into his hands have eaten the sweetness. When the other disciples of the family encountered the current situation, they were all furious and wanted to make a move.
And that's exactly what the beard wants to see, making a big fuss at the school, no matter what the reason, you can take the opportunity to drive the other party away. I never thought that the hairy boy in front of me would become calm and relaxed, and he didn't care about it.
"Okay, there are some doorways!" The beard nodded: "You come in with Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will personally complete the formalities for you." β
immediately led Yang Fanhai into a wooden house on the side.
There were quite a few people in the wooden house, all of them were queuing, and they should all be recruited recruits. Some people report their own situation, and there are special documents to help them record it.
The bearded man led Yang Fanhai directly to the front and knocked on the table.
The clerk who was taking notes looked up, and when he saw that it was him, he immediately stood up and saluted: "Cai Qidu." β
The beard pointed at Yang Fanhai behind him and said, "Get his hair done first." β
As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the recruits over there, and some people shouted: "Why let him go first, we have been queuing for so long." β
"It's, it's, it's something?"
"If you come in with a relationship, you will go directly to become an official, what are you doing in the recruit barracks?"
There was a commotion, which made Luo's beard face change, and he slapped on the table: "Shut up for me!"
That arrogant appearance added a bit of anger, and immediately quieted everyone down, and when he saw the beard pointing at these people and shouting loudly: "What is the noise, here Lao Tzu has the final say." Whoever is not convinced, I give him a chance. If you want to give priority to it like him, stand up and say, Lao Tzu will give you privileges today. β
Speaking like this, it seems that something is wrong, and with the fierce appearance of the beard, it naturally makes people dare not answer. However, there are also some young and vigorous people who are extremely rebellious, and they really come out.
There are not many of them, but there are more than a dozen, all of them are quite strong, and they have always been the kind that are not convinced.
"Can you do it first? That's great!" At this time, a man rushed in at the door, not short, but relatively thin, and he didn't know what was going on inside, but he heard the words of the beard, and rushed to the table and asked the clerk, "What should I do?"
This man...... The clerk was stunned for a moment, glanced at the beard, and didn't know what to do.
The beard snorted and waved his big hand: "Do it for him!"
The clerk hurriedly asked the man, "What's your name?"
"Xu Fan. β
"Where?"
"People from the country of thistle. β
"I'm asking you where you are!"
"The thistle country!"
The clerk rolled his eyes, didn't bother to dwell on it, and continued to ask, "What kind of soldier do you want to be?"
Hearing this, the man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "That commander, that class is more powerful, it's best to be able to air every second on the battlefield!"
"Smack!"
With a loud noise, the beard slapped Xu Fan's buttocks, slapped him away, and scolded loudly: "The dead man is the most powerful, you shouldn't be right!"
Xu Fan fell heavily to the ground, ouch and screamed, how dare he answer again.
The beard said to the clerk: "These who stand up are all assigned to the recruit cavalry battalion for me, and Lao Tzu will personally come to practice." β
Cavalry battalion ...... Many people who stood up brightened their eyes and secretly rejoiced, while those who did not stand up regretted it.
Among the many branches of the army, cavalry has the highest cost and the best treatment, and it is also the most valued by those generals. If you can join the cavalry battalion, the possibility of being promoted is naturally far greater than that of other arms.
The gaze that looked at the beard also began to become different, and he never thought that this fat man with a beard was so powerful that he could decide the whereabouts of the recruits at will.
Everyone was in different moods, only Yang Fanhai had a calm face, not that he didn't know what the cavalry battalion meant, but that he knew that the group of guys who "personally trained" meant that they followed him into the cavalry battalion would definitely suffer because of themselves, and it was a great hardship.
As for himself, it doesn't matter, this kind of soldier's training is only unreasonable at best, and when he is winding the mountain, the training given to him by Master Feng is often inhumane.
At this time, the man named Xu Fan had already completed the formalities, and his beard pushed him: "It's your turn!"
The clerk looked up at him, "What's your name?" β
"Yang Fanhai. β
"Where!"
Yang Fanhai frowned, glanced at his beard and then said, "Bingcheng." β
The clerk nodded, didn't ask any more, and filled it out to himself: "Cavalry battalion." β
There are beards watching here, no one dares to make noise anymore, and within a moment, more than a dozen people have finished it.
The bearded man casually called out to a soldier, and then led the group to get daily necessities, and then arranged a place to stay.
The group was extremely excited about the identity of their cavalry battalion, but they did not see the almost pity in the eyes of the leading soldiers when they left.
The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and before you know it, it is already late at night. Yang Fanhai was lying on the bed and looking at the people around him who were gradually falling asleep and about to become colleagues, he inadvertently thought of his second brother and third sister, and he didn't know what the situation was on Cuiwei Mountain.
Just as he felt the drowsiness creep on, he suddenly heard a loud noise, the door was kicked open, and a bearded man in armor walked in with a horsewhip in his hand.