A military camp covering an extremely large area.
Soldiers recruited from various villages under the jurisdiction of Xianyang are gathering.
The military service system of the Qin State was a combination of farming and warfare, integrating soldiers into farming. Men of the right age usually plow the fields, and are required to serve for one month a year and receive corresponding military training and engineering labor.
If a war breaks out, these reserve soldiers will be recruited by administrative organizations at all levels to join the war according to the needs of the country.
Soldiers were like flowing water, flowing from villages to counties, gathering together, and finally condensed into a huge wave that swept the world.
Now that the horn of war has sounded, King Qin ordered another conscription of troops to go north to support General Wang Jian and destroy the Yan Kingdom in one fell swoop.
In front of the military camp, Zhao Tuo handed over his pass, and the military official in charge of registration took it. He looked at the information on the pass carefully, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
"Zhao Tuo?"
"Wei. Please give me some advice."
Zhao Tuo answered.
The military officer glanced at Zhao Tuo in surprise. The young man in front of him was only fifteen years old, but he was enlisting in the army with a talisman issued by Bang Wei Mansion. It was very special. That thing was not something ordinary people could get.
Moreover, the other party has a surname, is young, and holds the title of Duke, so he is probably not a child of any noble family.
But if he was a nobleman, why would he start as a pawn?
Don't understand.
"Nothing, just checking."
The military officer shook his head and asked no more questions. The young man had a talisman verification festival, so he only needed to register according to the procedures.
He lowered his head and carefully wrote Zhao Tuo's message on the slip.
When Zhao was destroyed before, the soldiers in Guanzhong had already been drafted once, and a large number of young men left. Now they are either stationed in Zhongshan, or stationed in various parts of Zhao State, or their bones have been buried in other places.
Therefore, the number of soldiers recruited this time is not much. Young people like Zhao Tuo who volunteer to join the war are naturally welcome, especially since he has a charter from the Bangwei Mansion.
After the military official registered the information, he took out a piece of wood from the wooden box next to the case, wrote a few words on it, and handed it to Zhao Tuo.
"Xintun Gengshi, go inside and turn right. There is a sign on the fourth row, in the seventh room."
"Thank you."
Zhao Tuo smiled faintly, took the wooden stick from the soldier's hand, and walked into the camp gate.
The camp here is not a real combat camp, but a semi-permanent facility specially used to gather soldiers. It is more similar to the guard house in a county. It is only used for temporary reorganization. When the soldiers are gathered here and the reorganization is completed, it will be They will all march to the real military camp.
Entering the camp gate, all he could see were rows of low rammed earth houses. Zhao Tuo followed the military officer's prompts and walked all the way to the earth house where Gengshi was.
There is a big word "geng" written in paint on the wall. Although the paint has peeled off a lot, it is still very conspicuous so that others can't find it.
What, what do you think you should do if you can’t read?
Check the words on the wooden strips to find the ones that look the same.
This house has been built for an unknown number of years. The earthen walls are full of holes, and you can even see a hole in the wall.
If you lie down on it, you can see what the people inside are doing without entering the door.
But Zhao Tuo obviously had no interest in spying. He pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and walked in.
As soon as I entered the door, I was suddenly hit by a hot wind, which was also mixed with various strange smells.
"The Yan man is ten feet tall, with a green face and red eyes, and his teeth are exposed outside his mouth. He looks really fierce. Just watch him unfold the map and reach out to get the dagger hidden in the map."
"That dagger is quenched with extremely poisonous poison. Others will die if they touch it. Even a big pig will die immediately if it is poked."
"Hey! The Yan people are so powerful, what should we do?" There was a burst of exclamation in the house.
"What are you afraid of? Your Majesty will be hurt by this mere Yan people."
"I saw that the Yan man's outstretched hand fell into vain, and the dagger had been grasped by the king in advance. When the Yan man saw the sudden change in the situation, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran away."
"The king went to chase him, but he didn't expect the Yan assassin to be very cunning. He actually circled around the big pillar in the palace, making it impossible for the king to catch him for a while."
"What a cunning Yan man, you dare to circle around the pillar, what should you do?"
"Hmph, the king is not an ordinary person. He had an idea, turned around and chased in the opposite direction. He collided with the Yan assassin. Then he heard a few "swish, swish" sounds, and the Yan man was chopped down by the king. Flip on the ground.”
"Okay! King Kamui!"
"As expected of the king!"
The whole room was filled with admiration and cheers.
Zhao Tuo stood at the door, his mouth twitching slightly.
This was already something he had heard of. He didn’t know how many versions of Jing Ke had assassinated Qin.
The "Jing Ke walking around the pillar" mentioned in this room is not the most outrageous. He has heard even more absurd and unbelievable versions.
Since the incident happened, the entire Qin State, especially the Guanzhong area, has been in a state of excitement.
While the common people in the head of Guizhou hated the Yan assassins, they also began to imagine what happened at that time, and various versions of the story were born.
Of course, these stories all involve the Yan assassins being despicable and shameless, and the King of Qin being tall, mighty, and clever, who saw through the assassins' schemes on the spot.
As for the truth, the leaders of Guizhou don't care. They only need to know that the Yan people assassinated and Qin needs revenge.
Including, even the Qin government's notice to the people only mentioned the assassination of the Yan envoy, and did not mention that he had been reported by the deputy envoy Zhao Tuo.
Zhao Tuo estimated that if he mentioned his accusation of adultery, it would show that the King of Qin was well prepared and would take advantage of the matter for profit, so he was directly invisible in the notice.
This was beneficial to Zhao Tuo. At least among the soldiers, he didn't have to worry about others looking at him differently.
Of course, this is only unknown to the common people at the bottom. The dignitaries at the top basically know the truth of the matter. At that time, Zhao Tuo made an impassioned speech in the main hall, and everyone in the hall saw it. How could he keep it hidden? It is estimated that Liu Sooner or later, the nobles of the country will find out.
After the story was told, everyone in the room felt a cold wind blowing in from the door, and they all looked sideways at each other.
Zhao Tuo squinted his eyes and looked at the scene in the room.
I saw a six-foot-wide corridor in the middle of this dilapidated earthen house, and on both sides of the corridor were two elongated earthen platforms. There were five groups of withered grass mats on each platform. Looking at the black and messy appearance of the withered grass, I didn't know it. How many people have slept with me?
The Qin system consisted of five people per team and ten people per team.
With ten people living in one room, this shabby earth house is equivalent to a ten-person dormitory.
Before Zhao Tuo entered the door, there were already eight people in the room, sitting on their desks bragging and talking about the story of Jing Ke's assassination of Qin.
At this moment, Zhao Tuo entered the door, and all eyes fell on him.
"What a young gentleman, come in quickly."
On the earth platform on the right, an eight-foot tall man spoke first, breaking the silence.
Zhao Tuo had a smile on his face.
The people in the room are his future robes.
