Liaoning.
Zeshui Town.
One family.
"Brother, hurry up. The selection is about to start. You haven't finished it yet?"
A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old shouted to a strong man in the back room who was still changing his armor.
"Don't rush me. I just got off work and am already on my way."
On a wooden chair in the outer room, a woman in her forties looked at this scene amusedly, shook her head, and continued her sewing work.
"Er Lang, don't rush Da Lang. He is already in a hurry."
"You guys are exactly the same as your grandpa. They are both impatient. This militia selection is a big deal and it won't be over in a day or two."
The boy named Erlang scratched his head and smiled at his mother.
"Hey, I'm afraid there will be too many people."
"You."
The woman extended her hand and pointed at Erlang, smiled, got up and walked into another back room, taking out a money bag from inside.
"Here, the pension left by your grandfather, plus the food and salary over the years, there are more than seventy white dragons in total. Take them all away. You and Dalang each have twenty, and the remaining thirty or so will be given to you." Saburo who is in Shanyuan, don’t you have any objection to my mother’s arrangement?”
Erlang's originally excited face suddenly froze, and he froze on the spot: "Mother, I don't want it, you can keep it for yourself and buy more food. Besides, my eldest brother and I have joined the army, Sanlang is studying again, and the family also needs it. A few helpers.
I will give you some help later, find a few people who are willing to work, and ask your family to take care of you. My eldest brother and I have joined the army. We have no worries about food and drink every month, and we still have military pay, so we can afford the expenses. "
As Erlang said, Dalang also walked out of the back room.
He was wearing a leather armor similar to that of his younger brother, which was made for him by someone else when his grandfather was still alive.
Militiaman Zhang Qi is not equipped with armor, so he can buy it himself if needed. The grassland lacks everything except leather for making leather armor.
"Yes, mother, listen to Lei Di. The child is unfilial. He has to strive for a better future. Please forgive the child's selfishness."
The strong man called Dalang knelt down in front of the woman and kowtowed several times.
Erlang Dianlei also followed his brother Dianfeng and knelt down, bumped his head a few times and kowtowed.
"You guys, there are so many risks in military formations. Your lucky grandfather went to the Kingdom of God first and entered the Temple of Valor. If your mother doesn't stop you, just go when you have to. It's your blessing to lead your Majesty's horse and carry your sword. ."
The woman smiled and stuffed the money bag into Dalang Dianfeng's arms.
"You three brothers all use the surnames given by your Majesty, so don't be embarrassed."
"Let's go, it's getting late."
The woman patted Dianfeng on the shoulder and said softly.
"The child is unfilial!"
"The child is unfilial!"
Dianfeng and Dianlei kowtowed again, stood up and said goodbye to the woman.
After the two brothers left, a few tears slipped from the corners of the woman's eyes and she quickly wiped them with her sleeves, fearing that her two sons would see them when they turned around.
After walking out of the yard, Dianfeng slipped the money bag out of his arms, poured out thirty-six white dragons, and then threw the rest to his younger brother.
"Let's take these thirty-six white dragons to Brother Yu, and give them to the boss, and let him help hire some kind-hearted people to take care of my mother-in-law. That's no problem."
Dian Lei caught the money bag and grinned: "I have no problem, brother."
"Well, let's go to the selection. I must be selected this time! Revenge for my grandfather!"
"Well, revenge!"
With determination on their faces, the two brothers walked towards the school grounds of Zeshui Town.
Before we even arrived at the school grounds, there was already a bustling scene outside the school grounds.
Zeshui Town is one of the sixteen towns in Liaoning City. It also has 23 villages under its jurisdiction. It can be considered a big town among the sixteen towns.
Originally, Liaoning City had sixteen towns, each town had sixteen villages, and each village had 500 to 1,000 households. However, as a steady stream of Han Dynasty refugees and Xiongnu prisoners were absorbed, the addition of villages began last year.
Zeshui Town, because several surrounding large swamps were drained one after another, increased its area, so seven more villages were added to it, becoming a large town under the jurisdiction of Liaoning City.
"There are so many people. The militiamen from the villages under our jurisdiction must have come here."
As the two brothers walked in side by side, Dian Lei spoke.
Dianfeng nodded: "The town issued the document a few days ago, and now most of the militiamen who want to join the Tiger, Ben and Eagle attack armies have come. That is an army that was formed before the king came to this land. The best of the best.”
"Fight the Xiongnu, fight Fuyu, fight Sushen, and fight Xianbei Wuhuan. The surrounding territory was conquered bit by bit by General Yingchun and General Huben following the Lord. Who doesn't want to go in?"
A young militiaman who followed the two brothers to the front registration desk also turned around and said.
The two brothers nodded.
"Yes, yes, yes."
After sending the team for a while, the Dian brothers finally arrived at the registration office.
The two took off their nameplates from around their necks and handed them to the registration staff at the registration office.
"Dianfeng, male, 19 years old, Group 6, Zeshui Town, Liaoning Province, descendant of Yingwu Temple."
"Dian Lei, male, seventeen years old, Group 6, Zeshui Town, Liaoning Province, descendant of Yingwu Temple."
According to the nameplate, the registration officer searched the household registration department and found the information of the two brothers in just a short time.
When he saw the description of the descendants of Yingwu Temple, he stood up and saluted a military salute. The two brothers returned the salute. They knew that this salute was not for them, but for their grandfather.
The registration officer sat back and started registration with a pen and paper. Before registration, he asked again: "I read your family's information. You also have a younger brother who is only thirteen years old this year. Are you sure you want to join the army?"
"enter!"
The two brothers looked at each other and spoke firmly.
When the registrar saw this, he sighed and stopped trying to dissuade them. He picked up a pen to register the two people's information.
Then he took out two dark wooden tokens from a basket below and handed them to them.
"Sixteen in Group A and seventeen in Group A. Your grandpa has entered the Valencia. You have some preferential treatment. That is to select the most difficult Group A. Is there any problem?"
"no problem!"
The two brothers reached out to take it at the same time and replied loudly.
"Okay, Aji! Take them both to Group A!"
"promise!"
Beside the registrar, a tall and heroic guard came out and responded with his hands.
"follow me."
Aji looked at the two of them and then walked to the east side of the school ground.
The two Dian brothers quickly followed.
Behind them, a group of young militiamen looked at them with envy, but no one said anything, because they knew that these two people were going to participate in the most difficult Group A selection, and those who could enter Group A must be There are martyrs in the family who have entered Valencia.
"Strive hard!"
"Strive hard!"
"."
Voices of encouragement reached the ears of the two brothers, and they looked at each other and smiled.
He stretched out his arm and waved back.
"Let's encourage each other!"
(End of chapter)
