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Chapter 31 The Promotion Ceremony of Qingzhou Soldiers... Dead Corpse?
Minfu camp.

Although they are just dilapidated houses, they are a hundred times better than the shacks in the camp of Zhengxi Army.

And most of the owners of these houses died during the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts last night, which made people sigh.

Bu Linghou did the opposite and set off a night walk of ghosts. Not only did he die, but he also killed tens of thousands of people at the hands of ghosts. On the contrary, as an attacking Qingzhou soldier, he did not commit any crimes, and almost never took the initiative to hurt ordinary people. , perhaps this is the truth of "if benevolence and justice are not applied, the offensive and defensive forces will be different".

As for the number of people in the city, after Chen Buhung gnawed on the marinated chicken and calculated with his fingers, there were probably 3000 people left.

If counting the surrounding markets and oasis villages, there should be 5 to [-] people.

The countries in the Western Regions have never formed a "great unification" pattern since ancient times, and division and chaos are the usual life.

In their eyes, the Zhengxi Army, which is trying to "unify" in vain, is an invader and a brutal Eastern barbarian.

All the grievances of the people are concentrated on the weaker people.

Not to mention buying supplies, in just one night, four or five civilian husbands were secretly beheaded by the avengers, and more than ten people were injured.

Panic, fear, and inability to sleep have become the main theme of the civilian camp.

"Ugh……"

Xiao Wu, Gongsun Hu, Chen Buhung and others were all frowning, and they led the strong and sturdy civilians to patrol around, for fear that a cold arrow would appear at any time and they would die on the spot.

but--

The moment Jiang Chen returned, the entire civilian husband's camp immediately set off a carnival upsurge, and cheers were endless.

The words "ten quotas for Qingzhou soldiers" were like an aphrodisiac, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of thousands of people.

The panic from last night disappeared in an instant, replaced by fantasy time, and the desire to become a "superior"!

Jiang Chen promised with a smile that after the daily work is completed, the small-scale Qingzhou soldier selection activities will be carried out immediately.

Hear this.

The folk husbands seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and their work efficiency suddenly doubled.

However, in less than three minutes, daily tasks such as moving supplies, cleaning the battlefield, and repairing the camp were quickly completed.

All the folks were looking forward to it, with expectations in their eyes, waiting for the "boss" to fulfill his promise.

Jiang Chen didn't delay, and according to Qingzhou soldier's custom, he found a bronze tripod weighing about two hundred catties in the city.

Those who can lift this tripod, their own blood must reach the "Power of Qi and Blood, Level [-]", and can enter the next round of selection.

But an hour.

Among the thousands of civil servants, more than one hundred people passed the selection.

Among them, there are 50 people who have reached the standard of formal Qingzhou soldiers, and their martial arts are quite extraordinary.

It was just because of the burning of the winter clothes that he was targeted by the old soldiers in the last selection of Qingzhou soldiers, and he was defeated helplessly, and Jiang Chen was finally taken advantage of.

"They are all good seedlings~"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, and borrowed the household manual from the Liangtai official.

According to household registration, these people are divided into eight groups in six counties, and the strongest in each group can get a place in Qingzhou soldiers, and the rest will be auxiliary soldiers.

The reason is quite simple.

"Ten miles have different sounds, but hundreds of miles have different customs!"

According to the county level, it is the only way to effectively command the soldiers at the bottom.

Jiang Chen could barely understand the local dialect of Pingshou County, but in other counties... it was really a chicken talking to a duck, each speaking in its own way.

finally.

Xiao Wu and Gongsun Hu in Pingshou County became the head of the village, each in charge of 40 people, and each appointed four chiefs and eight chiefs.

Chen Buhung served as a military judge and food station, and politely declined the invitation to be promoted to the Qingzhou Army. He said that he was over 44 years old and his blood had declined. He really couldn't wield a knife or handle a gun. It is his greatest wish to go to his hometown in Pingshou County to drink chicken soup, he said with a smile:
"When the corvée ends this year, the old man will donate ten thousand catties of rice and grain to exempt him from corvée for ten years. After 55 years, he will be an old man in the law, and he will be free from corvée forever."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Thousands of catties of rice?

The rich man is by my side?
Gongsun Hu still had the idea of ​​making contributions, so he licked his lips: "Boss, there are two more things, why don't you recruit people?"

Xiao Wu was also a little puzzled.

In the village, his old father always advised him to get married as soon as possible and have more sons.

Only when there are more strong labor force in the family, with more people and more strength, can they gain a firm foothold in the village. When they become more powerful, they can exploit the lesser family members for profit. This is the secret to a strong family.

Jiang Chen smiled and said:

"The truly attractive establishment is only ten Qingzhou soldiers. If you recruit two more, it will be just ordinary auxiliary soldiers. It will be nothing but resentment."

"Besides."

"In terms of leading soldiers, I'm just a novice at the beginning of practice. The current manpower is enough for me to manipulate for a while."

Everyone suddenly realized.

It didn't take long.

Jiang Chen handed in the list of candidates for promotion to the Qingzhou Army, and Feng Lebin promised to help him through the procedures as soon as possible, and the Qingyang ceremony could be held at least tomorrow.

Although Jiang Chen is already a scavenger, the "Qingzhou soldier" and the "scavenger" are on similar paths, and their spiritual power is similar, and they can transform into each other.

The old head of the village - Zhang Baisui is a ready-made example.

It would be of great benefit to the "scavenger" if he could observe it for a while, so Jiang Chen had the cheek to ask to stand aside to protect his ten subordinates.

Captain Zhang Ying agreed, but also said that an oath must be made, and the content of the ceremony must not be widely announced.

It is worth mentioning that--

The witness of the oath was actually an ordinary blue branch.

…………

The next day, early morning.

In the camp of the peasants, the horn sounded again.

According to Feng Lebin, the horns used in the military are often tempered with spiritual power, and the sound quality is distinct. They can often be played with a variety of tones, and when combined with each other, they are military orders.

There are similar contents in ancient China.

For example, in the Peking Opera "Dingjun Mountain", once sang:

"This letter came by coincidence and helped me, Huang Zhong, to succeed.

Standing at the gate of the camp, the three armies call, and the big and small children listen to the root seedlings;

The head is full of drums, made by fighting rice;
Two tong drums, tight shirts;

Three drums, the knife out of the sheath;

Four drums, hand over the soldiers.

Both advance and retreat must listen to orders,
Violation of the order will inevitably cost you a knife.

The three armies and the Lord return to the camp! "

In the modern army, there are also assault numbers, assembly numbers, dispatch numbers, and so on.

And the sound of the signal just now is the wake-up call. The civilian husband must get up immediately, prepare food for the whole army, bury the pot for cooking, and then continue with daily work.

of course.

Jiang Chen's waking up today was another great event.

He will lead Xiao Wu, Gongsun Hu, and eight chiefs from the six counties in northern Qingzhou to the location of the Qingyang ceremony.

Many civilian husbands showed envy in their eyes, and deeply hoped that one day in the future, the "hundred generals of civilian husbands" would start the second selection of Qingzhou soldiers.

Someone also muttered in a low voice:
"There are two more, I must have a chance!"

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and looked at the ten people behind him. Even the strongest Gongsun Hu couldn't help showing nervousness. He laughed and said:

"Look at how nervous you are. People who don't know think you are going to the execution ground? I saw an executioner named Pei yesterday. He is very skilled in beheading. He cut off his head with one knife and neatly. I need you to contact him. ?"

Everyone showed embarrassment, but after being interrupted by Jiang Chen, the tension disappeared, and they arrived at Bu Linghou's mansion talking and laughing.

Ten people, including Gongsun Hu and Xiao Wu, followed the military judge and walked into the side hall with great excitement, where they will receive a brief training.

Bu Linghou Mansion is the most suitable place to carry out the Qingyang Ceremony.

because--

The back garden is lush and lush, with lush trees and a lot of fresh dead bodies, easy to carry...

(End of this chapter)