Liu Mingzhi stared at the north and was lost in thought for a long time before he came back to his senses.
"Old Jia, listen to your orders!"
After Liu Mingzhi said something, Old Jia put away his playful expression and looked at Liu Mingzhi seriously: "I will obey the order."
"You turn around and go back to Yingzhou, then enter Fuzhou. Ask the governors of the two prefectures to purchase the leather goods purchased by all the merchants in the two prefectures and sew leather armor, soft armor or cloth armor."
"Tell Qin Bin and your uncle Jia Youwei that it doesn't matter if the price of leather goods is a little higher, but if there are merchants who dare to charge exorbitant prices to make the country difficult to make money, they will have their homes confiscated and jailed."
"Got the order!"
Jia Zhengjing rode away with Juechen, and Young Master Liu also got on his horse and galloped towards Ma Mingpo.
"Third brother, our soldiers all wear hundred-refined armor. What is the use of those leather armors and cloth armors you sewed?"
"The mountain man has his own clever plan."
"Okay, since you don't want to say it, forget it. You are the coach, and the eldest brother is the deputy coach. Everything is up to you. I just hope you don't destroy the bones of the eldest brother's hundred pounds of flesh."
"Don't worry, we brothers will go together and return together, we will return together when we are alive, and we will sleep together when we die!"
"drive!"
"drive."
After half a day, the two men tightened their reins and stopped, looking at the camp not far away with flags covering the sky, although it was still far away, and then they heard the continuous screams from the camp.
Young Master Liu glanced at Song Qing, who was also a little surprised: "It seems that these new recruits are in a good mood! I haven't heard such an inspiring roar in several years."
Song Qing nodded silently: "The morale is good, and it can be used in many ways, but I don't know if it will see blood."
Liu Mingzhi was lost in memories. On the yellow sand-filled road, the figures of tens of thousands of naked men running with the rising sun on their backs vaguely appeared before his eyes.
"If the instructors of these recruits really tortured these recruits the way I tortured them on the Western Expedition, even though there is no blood, it is still better than seeing blood."
"I just don't know if these new recruits can handle it."
"As long as they can bear it, after a big battle, they will all be elite soldiers who are not afraid of death."
Song Qing also showed a look of reminiscing, and after a long time he came back to his senses and sighed.
"Whether he is a capable general or a coward, why bother guessing."
"The camp is right in front of you. You can tell whether it's a mule or a horse at a glance."
Young Master Liu got off his horse and led Feng Xing towards the camp: "Then let's go and have a look."
During the tea time, Liu and Young Master Liu were stopped outside the camp by a dozen guards with stern looks on their faces, holding horses and horses: "Stop coming. This is an important military site. Please tell me your name."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly as he watched these rebellious soldiers take out their commander's seal and hold it in their hands.
"Liu Mingzhi!"
Song Qing took out the imperial edict and held it in his hand: "Song Qing, the deputy commander of the Central Army Marshal."
A dozen soldiers in their twenties, thirties, or fours hurriedly put away their weapons and knelt down on one knee, looking at Liu and Young Master with feverish eyes: "Please see the Generalissimo, and see the Deputy Marshal."
"No gift!"
"Thank you, Marshal."
"Generalissimo, please wait a moment. Huang Yan, a humble official, will go and report to the six generals."
"Wait a minute."
Young Master Liu stopped Huang Yan who was about to report.
Huang Yan looked at Young Master Liu in confusion: "Does the Marshal have any other instructions?"
"I will go in by myself without any notification. I want to secretly see how the morale of your new army's six guards is!"
"Huh? This..."
Liu Mingzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Huang Yan, who was a little hesitant: "Huh? Do you want to resist the order?"
Wearing a mighty armor, coupled with Liu Dashao's aura of calm and self-restraint after being in a high position for a long time, Huang Yan couldn't help but sweat break out on his forehead.
Although he has never seen blood, Huang Yan also understands that the invisible aura on Liu Dashao is the evil aura mentioned by the complaining instructors who tortured his 300,000 brothers.
Or maybe it's murderous.
Huang Yan couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he thought of Young Master Liu's identity. He led an army of 400,000 to conquer the Western Regions and had no less than 200,000 souls under his command. How could a small captain like himself be able to withstand that evil aura.
Huang Yan shook his head hastily.
"Don't dare! Generalissimo, please come in."
Young Master Liu smiled and nodded, and Song Qing led the horse towards the camp. The closer they got, the louder the loud shouts became.
Huang Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, and the other soldiers looked at Huang Yan in surprise.
"Boss, you are exaggerating. The general just glanced at you. Are you afraid of being like this?"
Huang Yan mentioned Ma Shan again and glared at a dozen brothers: "You guys know nothing. Fortunately, I am stared at by the general and the others every day. If you had to sit on the ground in fear, I would be scared."
"I originally thought the rumors were exaggerated, but after meeting the Generalissimo today, I realized that they were not exaggerated at all."
"There is clearly nothing in the Generalissimo's eyes, but it is as depressing as if a hundred thousand troops were waving and rushing towards you."
"Han Peng, Jiang Lei, what the hell are you doing when you haven't eaten? Beat him up! You're going to kill the idiot Polu Army for me. I'll lose my reputation as a trapper. I'll kill you today!" "
"Xue Huaifang and Chen Zhong, we couldn't grab the fat sheep today and lost to those cowards who were trapped in the battle. I asked the brothers to take turns between you two and sell you to a brothel to be rabbit masters!"
"Zhou Baoyu, sir, shouting so loudly makes your voice louder. No matter how loud you are, the Polu army can't compete with us trapped warriors."
"Cheng Kai, what a bastard you are, you have two shoulders and one head. How do you get the confidence to say such big words? Look at how my brothers beat the shit out of your trappers."
Young Master Liu and Song Qing tied their horses together and walked toward the source of the sound.
In the vast camp, two armies of nearly 100,000 people are fighting in a stalemate. Although there are no weapons, it gives people a visual impact, which is a feeling of blood from fist to flesh.
Not far away from the two armies, there were hundreds of cooks roasting fifty whole lambs, and the aroma filled the camp and lingered for a long time.
There were six people sitting on the general stand, four of them were holding tea and looking at the soldiers of the two armies who were stalemate feverishly. The other two were rolling up their sleeves and swearing and pointing at the two armies.
It was Cheng Kai, the former Longwu Guard general, and Zhou Baoyu, the former Xiaoguo Guard general.
The other four wild-eyed young master Liu are also very familiar with him. They are former Tiger and Leopard Guard General Ning Chao, Tiger and Xiang Guard General Ye Baotong, Flying Eagle Guard General Feng Buer, and Tiger and Ben Army General Duan Can'er.
The six of them were all old men from the Six Guards of Northern Xinjiang who followed Young Master Liu on his expedition to the Western Regions. Young Master Liu couldn't help but feel a little sad when he saw the six of them.
The feeling of being reunited as brothers is truly indescribable.
Song Qing looked at the two armies not far away in amazement: "They are really like a pack of howling hungry wolves. They are useless except for the vital points. If you don't know, they really think they are two wolves." The group is fighting for territory!”
"And when attacking each other, they all involuntarily set up a charging formation. It seems that the cooperation between them has been integrated into their bones. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that this was a group of new recruits."
Young Master Liu squinted his eyes and looked at the two soldiers with a chuckle.
"I look good, handsome. I sweat more during training and bleed less during war."
"In today's battle, charging into battle is of no use, as long as you win."
"The purpose of fighting is to kill the enemy, no matter what the means."
"Living is a good idea!"
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