Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 109 Under the fusion of Jingping Camp and Wubeitang

After the five military lords descended the mountain, they entered the school field side by side.

"Luo Shuai, what do you mean by Shaoqu Shuai?" Du Feng still couldn't figure it out, and suddenly said.

"If you don't trust us, you don't need to be like this. With the establishment of Jingping Battalion, he has the power to speak, enough to install some lieutenants in and suppress our military power, but he didn't do that. We still let us control the military power!"

Luo Ying stopped, pondered for a moment, and said: "If you want to say that you trust us, I'm afraid you can't talk about it. After all, we are surrendered generals. From ancient times to modern times, anyone has to be wary of surrendered generals!"

"I think maybe we're thinking too much!"

Mo Bao said: "These youngsters seem to be a bit knowledgeable, but in terms of marching, they should be raised livestock. How can they compare with our free-ranging wild animals? I think it may be that Shao Qushuai intends to train them!"

"Then we'll make offerings to them!" Du Feng frowned.

"Need not!"

Xie Yu said coldly: "Since Commander Shaoqu sent these people in, we will use our strength. As a subordinate, should I protect them carefully? Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and I will not intentionally make things difficult for them , but I won’t let them use the barracks as a training ground for the sake of Shuai Shaoqu!”

"I'm afraid Shaoqu Shuai will not be happy then!"

"All I care about is whether His Highness is happy!"

Xie Yu said: "I believe His Highness will understand the truth of the battlefield and understand our approach!"

"It's so small that there are only 15 teenagers placed among our ministries, but your ministry has more than 30 people, which is more than twice as many as ours. Why is that?"

Luo Ying was the oldest, and he always took good care of Chen Dao as a big brother, and helped him gain a foothold in the army. Otherwise, no matter how powerful Chen Dao was, he would not be able to command a team at his young age.

"Did he offend Shuai Shaoqu?"

Someone said in a low voice.

Chen Dao smiled wryly: "I don't know, since I'm here, I'll be at ease. You brothers don't need to worry about me. I'm not old. These young people should be better comforted. If they are just useless people, even if they are young He's handsome now, but I don't know how to use him either!"

When he was a teenager, he was a slave, and his parents were both long-term workers in a big family, so he was born in slavery. Both his parents died, and his life was even more difficult. , Raising a knife to slaughter, killing dozens of people in a row, he was taken under the command of the Yellow Turban Qushuai Gongdu.

Entering the Yellow Turban Army, he has been underestimated and bullied all these years because of his young age. Fortunately, with the support of Luo Ying and others, he was able to walk cautiously until today, show a certain amount of talent, and gain a foothold in the army.

"It's so small that what he said is right, since this matter comes, let's settle it!" Luo Ying said: "Let's take a good look at what talents Shao Qushuai has given us, and if we can use it, we can use it. If we can't use it, we can directly bring it up in the future. Because of them, the lives of us boys were wasted on the battlefield!"

……

evening.

In Jingping camp, Luo Ying's trilogy.

"The last general, Ye Zhun, pay homage to Lord Junhou!"

"The last general..."

Fifteen teenagers stood upright in the camp, saluting to the Marquis Luo Ying.

"From now on, since you are my subordinates, you must obey my military orders, and I will give you one night to pack the bedding and set up the camp beds. In the early morning of tomorrow, the training will continue as usual. Anyone who is not present will be dealt with by military law!"

"promise!"

Fifteen teenagers bowed to accept their orders.

"You can get out!" Luo Ying waved his hand directly and said indifferently.

"Yes!"

Fifteen teenagers fled in despair.

"A group of boy scouts, even Shaoqu Shuai can do it!"

"Too underestimated us!"

"I don't think they will be able to stand the drill in a few days, and they will pack up and leave!"

In the big camp, Luo Ying's generals said with a smile.

"Luo Ming, increase the intensity of the drill tomorrow!" Luo Ying said.

"Marquis Jun, will it be too much? Shuai Shaoqu can't explain it!"

"Humph!"

Luo Ying snorted coldly: "If they can't stand it, let them go, my Luo Ying's songs are all treated equally!"

"Brother Ye, this majesty is really powerful!" Outside the camp, a dozen teenagers walked side by side on the school field.

"It's not easy to get along with. Brothers, you should be careful. We can't lose the prestige of Wubeitang, and we can't let Jijiu and the chief instructor down. Now our task is to gain a foothold!" Ye Zhun is the proud son of Wubeitang, He is 16 years old this year, and his martial arts are not very strong, but his grades in all subjects are balanced. He was promoted by Mu Jing to be the head of the village, and he is considered the highest-ranking boy in Luo Ying's department.

"I'll wait to find out."

Fifteen teenagers each entered the barracks and resettled.

……

This situation happened in the other four branches of Jingping Camp.

In the Jingping Camp, a war between Wu Beitang and the Yellow Turban Army was quietly staged.

……

"You guys haven't eaten, you have to shoot your spears quickly. If you stab like this, you will be killed by the enemy before you stab the enemy. You will not be let down on the battlefield just because you are young. Between life and death, the only thing you can do is to live." And die, if you do this move a hundred times, you won't be able to get out!" Xie Yu's department, a group of more than a hundred people in the village, was training, and the head of the village said passionately to the few teenagers who came in.

"Yes!"

Several young teenagers gritted their teeth and made thrusting movements.

"..."

"Keep running. If you fall behind, let me run another ten laps. No one is allowed to make an exception!" A village head in Du Feng's department was quite upset with these new boys, and began to torture them vigorously.

"Yes!"

The teenagers also began to grit their teeth and follow closely behind these strong men. Their most common training in the Armed Forces Hall was running. At this point, they thought they would not lose to anyone, and they stayed close at every step.

"..."

"I am your new head of the village. We met for the first time today. You can despise me because I am young, but you must not violate my military orders. I will not be soft on those who violate military laws!" Chen Daobu, a teenager As the head of the village, Zhang Shi began to establish his majesty in front of more than 100 soldiers under his command.

"If you want to be our village chief, at least you can beat me!" A rough soldier came out and said carelessly.

"Who is making noise!"

"I am Sun Erhu!"

"I am your superior. Before speaking, you'd better say the word 'report', otherwise I will regard you as a challenge to my majesty!"

"What a broken rule, there was no such thing as before!"

"Now there is!" the young Zhang Shi said coldly.

"If you beat me, I will respect the rules!"

"Come up!"

"Since the head of the village invited me to have a discussion, then I will not be polite!"

The strong man Sun Erhu walked up with a carefree attitude.

"Come on!" Zhang Shi set up a formation.

"Punch me!" Although Sun Erhu didn't practice martial arts, he was born with a lot of strength, and the killing moves he used in the army seemed to explode.

"Oh!"

Young Zhang Shi's body skills are good, one dodges, and then one cuts with the back of the head. This is a simple way to kill the enemy recently taught by chief instructor Zhang Huo in Jingping's military training hall, and it is easy to use.

"Now you can return to the team!" Zhang Shi said coldly.

"No!" Sun Erhu took a mouthful of the soil, feeling dizzy, and immediately became a little in awe of Zhang Shi, a young man.

His strength can be convincing. After this dismount, Zhang Shi began to subdue his generals, and began to train his subordinates according to the knowledge he had learned.

"..."

During the drill, scene after scene was staged. The teenagers in Wu Beitang and the yellow scarf soldiers were fighting with each other. Their contests were very rough. Soldiers are a group of open-minded people. Even if they make things difficult, it is justified.

Whoever can't bear it will be influenced by whoever.

Mu Jing wanted to use these young men's ethos to bring up the combat discipline of Jingping Battalion, and these military lords also wanted to use these young men to teach Mu Jing a lesson, telling him to respect the elders on the battlefield, otherwise he would suffer.

The contest between the two sides is in full swing.

This kind of contest has slowed down in life. The fusion between soldiers is not only in the battlefield, but also in daily life.

"Chen Chao, you have to fold the quilt so neatly every day, why?"

"Hehe, this is the rule of our military hall. The sacrificial wine of the military hall said that soldiers pay attention to discipline, and the simplest discipline starts with folding the quilt. If you can't even make the quilt when you get up every day, you can't talk about it." Day after day of obedience and discipline!"

"That's a good statement, but it's too troublesome!"

"No trouble, just get used to it after doing it!"

"You did a good job, kid. I had some issues with you before, but now it seems that you are not bad, and you shouldn't drag us back. Follow me when we fight in the future!"

"Thank you, Brother Bear!"

"..."

"Bai Tunchang, I think your eating behavior is a bit like the people of Yingchuan Changsha. They also like to dry the bowls and chopsticks before eating!"

"I belong to Yingchuan Changshe, I'm used to it!"

"Me too, we are still from the same village. My name is Gu Hua. I am 15 years old and have just joined the Jingping Camp. I will ask Chief Bai to take care of me in the future!"

"Then why did you go to Nanyang?"

"My father was exiled in Nanyang after his defeat in Yingchuan. Later, he joined the head of the family. Later, he was besieged by officers and soldiers and died in battle!"

"Your father is also Yingchuan Yellow Turban, which one is he from?"

"Bocaiqu is handsome!"

"I used to be Bocai Qushuai's subordinate..."

"..."

"Boy, you have good physical fitness. You can run so many laps for us and still persist, not bad!"

"Huh, don't look at my young age, I'm only 14 years old, but when I was in Wubeitang, I won the championship in terms of physical fitness. I can run for fifteen miles continuously with a load. This distance is just a warm-up!"

"I just said that you are good, and you are proud. With your small physique, blow it hard!"

"Tun Chief, if you believe it, let's compete again and see who can run the longest!"

"Boy, I said you are a good young officer and soldier, why did you come to the battalion of our Yellow Turban Army!"

"Bullshit, I'm also a serious yellow scarf!"

"what?"

"My father was the battalion commander under Zhao Zhong, the commander of the Yellow Turban Qu, but unfortunately he died in the battle of Wancheng!"

"It turns out that you are also a yellow scarf!"

"..."

The contest between the two sides is ongoing, but the wind direction of the entire Jingping Camp is slowly changing. With their perseverance and strength, these teenagers have made many Yellow Turban generals change their views on them. Let these yellow turban generals let go of their guard.

(End of this chapter)