Seeing Jiang Ling leave, Jiang Lai, who was sleepy to death, lay down again and took a nap before getting up, tying up his hair and sneaking out through the backyard door.
With little pudding, she cleverly and flexibly took away all the darkness that Jiang Ling arranged here. After leaving the courtyard, she went straight to the street and bought men's clothes. She also put a beard on herself, put a little yellow on her face, and made it bold. After narrowing his eyebrows and narrowing his eyes, you can see that he is almost an inconspicuous man among the crowd.
Jiang Lai came to the *** soldiers, and there was already a group of dark people standing inside. At the far end were the generals and deputy generals, in the middle were the regular cavalry, followed by the infantry, and at the end were the scattered ones who didn't even have clothes. They all came to fill up. The number of people, each person took a weapon from his home and went to the battlefield together.
After all, the country is now powerful and prosperous. Although there are many wars, under the leadership of Jiang Xiong and his son, they have almost fought countless battles and have a mythical existence. Now many men in the country want to serve as soldiers to protect their families and the country in order to win the army. They already hope to rely on it. A war will reward silver and soil, and the army will not require so many people, but it will give them a chance.
Just like now, after finding out the identity, they are not given weapons or armor, and they go to the battlefield and leave it to fate. If they can get one of the enemy's heads, they can exchange it for the status of a regular army.
Jiang Lai relied on this to sneak in, holding a handful of vegetables in his hand. No matter what, it would be enough to have a weapon.
The army set off in great force.
Jiang Ling, who was walking in the front, was riding an exceptionally powerful and tall black horse. Jiang Xiong, who was standing beside him, looked back and then gave an order to set off.
Jiang Lai mingled with the stragglers and followed the troops. The kitchen knife in her hand looked particularly cold, so she had no choice but to stick the kitchen knife in her waist and continue walking resignedly.
The elder brother next to him didn't mind that he was carrying big and small bags like a mountain. On the contrary, he was very energetic and excited and kept talking to the people around him. It didn't look like he was going to war, but like a child on a spring outing.
"Hey, how old are you? If you are so thin and you are fighting, you will definitely have no future. One of the requirements for our major general to select elite soldiers from the skirmishers is to be physically fit. Look at me, I am as good as I am. Here I am. It’s all in vain, maybe I’ll lose my life in vain.”
Jiang came and looked at him.
He really looks strong, either tall and muscular like Jiang Ling, or simply strong and thick-limbed with thick limbs, which makes him look powerful.
"You know the Major General well?"
"Of course! I have fought three battles with the Major General! The Major General is so brave that he can sweep away thousands of armies on the battlefield!"
"Then do you know that when a major general promotes elite soldiers, he not only looks at their physique but also their brains? Don't you think about why after three battles he is still just a skirmisher?"
The man asked seriously.
"Why?"
"Because you lack a strategist like me who can give you advice! You have the strength and I have the leadership. When we get to the battlefield, you are responsible for killing the enemy and I am responsible for picking up people. As soon as we report to the army, we are in full swing. It’s barracks!”
The man's eyes lit up when he heard about the elite military camp. Although he felt something was wrong, he nodded in agreement without hesitation.
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"Okay! Little brother, are you tired of carrying your things? Here, I'll help you get them!"
"Eldest brother is indeed Kong Wuyou, and the younger brother admires him!"
As he spoke, Jiang Lai piled all the things he brought on him, and as expected, it would be much easier to leave next time.
"Brother, you still don't know what your name is? My name is Zhao, what about you?"
"My name is Jia Ming."
"Jadi."
"Brother Zhao!"
When they arrived at the battlefield, Zhao Hu was really brave. He used the two big axes in his hands to attack anyone. Fortunately, Jiang Lai could hide, otherwise he would have chopped him down like a vegetable.
After the chop, the person didn't look back at all, and continued, using strength and fierceness to keep moving forward. Jiang Lai followed behind to pick up someone. He could hardly hold it in his hand, but there was someone next to him who wanted to share a cup. Jiang Lai quickly shouted.
"Brother!! Someone is trying to steal someone's head!"
Upon hearing this, Han Hu picked up the ax and turned around to continue, scaring the people around him and running away.
Jiang Lai picked it up halfway, put the head on the car and followed Han Hu, and sprinkled a handful of poison when an enemy approached.
In this way, the first round of fighting ended, and the soldiers began to report. Jiang Lai and Han Hu came to an end (this chapter is not over yet!)
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Thirteen people jumped into the elite soldiers, divided into armors and weapons, and the tent where they were stationed was very close to the general's tent. When they made a fire to eat in the evening, Jiang Lai could finally see Jiang Ling and Jiang Xiong.
Han Hu excitedly tried his armor, trusting Jiang Lai even more.
"I joined the army so many times before but didn't get into it. Once you do it, I can become an elite soldier! Thanks to you, brother!"
Jiang Lai nodded and silently took away the meat in the bowl in front of him.
"We are not partners, no need, it's all my responsibility."
"Let's continue to cooperate in the next battle! Try to earn more money and land to go back and marry a wife!"
", earn money and marry a wife!"
This Han is simple-minded and courageous. He only knows how to kill the enemy on the battlefield but not how to lead. He has so many people behind him waiting to take advantage of him, but he still knows nothing about it.
Jiang felt a little ashamed that he had lied to him, so he silently gave him another bite of meat that was not tasty and put it back.
In the evening, Jiang Lai and Han Hu were arranged to go on night patrol as new recruits. Jiang Lai followed the patrol team upright and stood guard in front of the general's tent.
Jiang Xiong seemed to be injured. The person inside brought out a basin of blood and there was an arrow in the water.
The weather was so bad that Jiang Lai could hear Jiang Xiong's coughing outside. She silently moved closer and took a look inside while the military doctor was coming in and out.
Jiang Ling was also there, discussing something with Jiang Xiong.
"Next, we will go to the vicinity of the Chu State to help it pacify its internal affairs. After all, we have no relations with the Chu State. This time, the King of Chu State has given three cities as payment. His Majesty attaches great importance to this battle. We must not lose."
"However, the source of the civil strife in Chu State should be the remnants of the previous dynasty. Now that the former dynasty is about to attack, will it be too risky for us to take action at this time?"
Jiang Xiong spoke firmly.
"This is His Majesty's order. The only thing we have to do is to obey the order and send aid to Chu. If we fight quickly in this battle, we might be able to go back in time to celebrate the New Year." Bayi
Jiang Ling was silent for a while and said.
"Well, hurry up and go back to celebrate the New Year."
Jiang Lai sighed while listening outside.
Going to support Chu would be equivalent to entering the lair of the Jiang Ling people.
How could Jiang Xiong know that the real culprit behind Chu's civil strife was Jiang? He was determined to take back Chu and regain the throne.
Quick Transmission: What should I do if I criticize a beautiful woman who refuses to be cannon fodder?
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