During the reform of the Shang Dynasty, it was stipulated that "Those who have achieved military merit will each receive a superior title based on their leadership; those who engage in private fighting will be punished based on the severity of their punishment."
Private fighting is an act prohibited by the Qin State, and any mistakes will be punished without mercy.
As long as both parties take action, no matter who loses or wins, they must accept legal sanctions.
As for the punishment of both parties, it will not be judged based on the severity of the injury, but based on the nature of the injury.
For example, if two people are fighting, even if you are vicious and not only hit the person, but also bite off the other person's nose, ears, or even fingers or lips, you will only be sentenced to a "resistant sentence", that is, you will have to pluck out your beard and sideburns. .
But if you dare to tie someone up, you can also pull off their eyebrows and beard as a prank. Even if you haven't beaten the other party, I'm sorry, but you will be punished as a city Dan and join an indefinite engineering team to build city walls and build palaces day and night.
In addition, if you draw a sword or use other sheathed weapons such as beryllium, halberds, spears, etc. to fight, even if no one is hurt, you will be taken to be a city dan for lifelong reform.
The actions of Shejian and Xiqigu are among the lighter crimes of private fighting.
According to the situation at that time, the crime was on Shejian. As long as Xiqigu did not fight back and turned around to sue, he would not be guilty. But unfortunately, Xiqigu instinctively fought back.
Regardless of right or wrong, as long as you fight back, you are fighting each other.
When the two returned to the house, Shejian was walking in front with a calm expression.
The slap mark on his face has disappeared, and he looks almost the same as before. The only difference is that the hair on his temples has been shaved off, but this does not seem to have a big impact on a seventeen-year-old boy. If you measure it, it will grow in half a month.
Xiqigu walking behind was completely different. He had beards on his lips and chin before, and his hair on both sides of his temples was even more prosperous and thick, giving him a rather official appearance. Now he is completely naked, and he looks several years younger than before.
But his spirit was far worse than before.
Xiqigu lowered his head, covered his face, and crawled to the corner of the platform dejectedly.
He leaned his face against the wall and turned his back to everyone.
At the door, Liang Guang's figure appeared.
He glared at everyone in the room and growled: "The two had a private fight and were sentenced to torture in accordance with the law. The second and third sons have clearly remembered that if anyone dares to commit the crime again, they will be severely punished. Next time, it will not be torture. It’s that simple.”
"only."
Everyone responded quickly.
Liang Guang turned to look at Zhu: "Your name is Zhu, right? You are here to be the chief of Gengshi. Take good care of them and gather outside at sunrise tomorrow."
"Wei." Zhu happily agreed.
Liang Guang looked at Zhao Tuo again, hesitated at his slightly younger face, and said, "You can be the corps commander."
"only."
Zhao Tuo also responded.
This is a very ideal result. Zhao Tuo has never served as a soldier and has not received special military training. If he is to do anything, he seems to be inexperienced. Now that I have started to lay hands on Zhu, I can actually learn more.
Everyone else was also very happy. Zhu, who had a simple and honest personality, was much better than Xiqigu.
Zhao Tuo couldn't help but look at Shejian and saw that he had fallen asleep by himself, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This boy should not be underestimated. He is the kind of character who is willing to kill himself and dare to bring down the emperor. In an instant, he ruined Xiqigu's dream of having a long life.
After this incident, everyone was tired and fell asleep one after another.
The snoring one after another was mixed with sobs.
On the second day, before dawn, everyone got up at Zhu's urging and gathered outside the house.
Xiqigu was at the back, expressionless, but Zhao Tuo noticed that his eyes occasionally looked at Shejian, full of resentment.
This guy is very unwilling and may look for opportunities to retaliate.
But Zhao Tuo is not afraid. Now he is the commander of the corps and has the right to punish his soldiers.
He can train the other person well.
As the order to assemble was given, the sergeants of the camp began to reorganize.
Five people are in a group, ten people are in a ten, fifty people are in a village, a hundred people...
Under the leadership of a leader of two to five hundred soldiers, thousands of soldiers walked out of the camp in corresponding teams.
At the same time, soldiers were marching on official roads throughout the Guanzhong area.
Looking down from a high altitude, they are like black streams, converging towards Lantian, where they will turn into raging waves, then rush towards the land of Yanzhao, and eventually sweep across the entire north.
Lantian Camp is the gateway to Xianyang, the capital of Qin, and the channel for Qin to go out from the east.
The conscripted Guanzhong soldiers gathered here to undergo reorganization and basic marching training in the remaining three days.
War is all about formation orders, and the basis of marching is also between the ranks.
Why do soldiers win?
To rule is to win!
The so-called ruler is polite when he lives, and powerful when he moves. He is unstoppable when advancing, and unstoppable when retreating. There is a sense of unity in the front, and the left and right are in harmony. Although he is absolutely in charge of Chen, even if he is scattered, he is in line.
Like later generations, the Qin army also trained these new soldiers to practice standing in line and marching.
Forward, backward, stop, turn left, turn right...
Because most of the veterans who have been on the battlefield are in Wang Jian's army, although there are veterans like Zhu in this batch of support troops, most of them are newcomers. Although some people have practiced formation formations in soldier training, there is no relationship among the recruits. It was still difficult for them to cooperate. In the past three days, the entire Lantian Camp was filled with all kinds of curses.
But in Xintun, the camp commander Liang Guang noticed that Gengshi's corps commander named Zhao Tuo was very clever.
He learned the queue maneuver very quickly, and he could master difficult actions such as turning left and right in one go.
And he also used some strange techniques to make Gengshi and the others quickly become proficient in team marching.
It seemed that even Shi Changzhu obeyed Zhao Tuo's advice.
Compared to the chaos of the other four Shis in Xintun, the orderly Gengshi simply stood out from the crowd.
"This guy is good."
Liang Guang secretly wrote it down in his heart.
You must know that as the commander of the village, if he wants to be promoted in the war, he no longer relies on a single head.
"The Book of Shang Jun" says: In a battle, if one hundred generals and garrison commanders fail, they will be beheaded; if they win more than thirty-three poems, if they are successful, one hundred generals and garrison commanders will be awarded the first rank.
In every battle, the commander of the Hundred Generals must obtain the enemy's head, and if he wants to upgrade, he needs at least thirty-three enemy heads. This is no longer the fault of one person, but the merit of the entire collective.
As a village chief, the more capable people under his command, the better.
As soon as three days pass, a new month enters.
On the first day of the new year, the army set off from the Lantian military camp, winding towards the north like a long black snake.
…
Yan State, Jidu.
Yanwang Palace.
"It's all Jing Ke, it's all his fault!"
Yan Dan paced back and forth angrily.
"This damn Jing Ke dared to kill Qin Wuyang privately. If he hadn't done it privately, this assassination would have been successful!"
The more Yan Dan thought about it, the angrier he became, and his facial features were all twisted together.
"Jing Ke, your son-in-law, has ruined my life!"
"Qin Wuyang was able to kill people on the street at the age of thirteen. If he followed him to the palace, he would have succeeded. This damn Jing Ke actually dared to kill Qin Wuyang and replaced him with Gao Tuo. In the end, that man reported the matter. I hate it. That’s it!”
"I hate it!"
"enough."
On the king's couch, King Yan looked at his son coldly.
"Now that this has happened, it's useless to hate him. Let's think about how to deal with Wang Jian."
Yan Dan calmed down and said: "Zhao Jia has replied to the letter. He will lead his army to fight against Wang Jian with our Yan country."
"Where is Liaodong?"
"Father, the Liaodong border troops are already on the way and will arrive soon."
Having said this, a look of confidence appeared on Yan Dan's face again, and he sneered: "As long as we recruit more men from the country, our Yan country can gather hundreds of thousands of troops in an instant. That Wang Jian wants to destroy me with his exhausted soldiers." It’s not that easy in Yan State.”
"Um."
King Yan nodded slightly, with no expression on his face.
But his hands on his knees were shaking slightly.
