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Chapter 446 This is also quite happy

The army doctor was experienced. After about half an hour, the pain from the sprain began to subside.

When my waist is twisted, the feeling is not just pain, it's twisting, soreness, and the possibility of death if I move. I can't get up or down, I can't exert any effort, and I scream if I move the slightest.

"Okay, okay, stop crying."

Seeing the little princess crying pitifully, Xia Lin naturally did not blame her, but said helplessly: "The conditions here are very poor. Why did you have to come here? Winter is coming soon. It's not comfortable here in winter. It's very cold."

"It won't be cold if we squeeze in more." The little princess looked back and said, "With four people plus you, there will be five of us. Then it won't be cold."

"You're having a lot of fun." Xia Lin said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, go and take a rest."

"Then do you still want it..." The little princess leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to have a short separation that makes the new marriage better than before..."

"I want to, but I don't dare." Xia Lin sighed, "It really hurts, I don't dare to touch it."

After a brief moment of thinking, the little princess seemed to have made up her mind: "Let's try..."

But she had just taken off her shirt and before she could even start, Chuntao grabbed her and said, "Your Highness... Your Highness, you can't do anything rash. The doctor has said that if you don't touch him, he will be fine in seven days. If you touch him, he won't be fine in three months..."

"But...but..."

The little princess was captured just like that. After they left the room, Luo Shixin poked his head in. He held a jar in his hand and said in a sneaky way, "Sir, I have practiced martial arts since I was young and I often get injured. Do you want me to get it for you?"

Seeing him like that, Xia Lin was somewhat scared: "I'm afraid this will be a bit painful..."

“This doesn’t hurt.”

Xia Lin took a deep breath and bit the pillow: "Come on."

He said he was showing off his strength, but when Luo Shixin's hand really rested on his waist, he knew the price of being strong. That was Luo Shixin, the man who could kill a blind bear with his bare hands. He carried a 72-pound steel gun as if it were a toy. It was a shame for such a man to come for a massage.

That evening, the entire area was filled with Xia Lin's screams, which were interrupted twice because he was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

Anyway, we don't know how effective it will be, but after it was over, Xia Lin was lying there with the sheets soaked through. Luo Shixin was sweating profusely as he stood beside him with his hands on his hips. "Sir, I'm not bragging to you. Three days, at most three days, I guarantee that you will be in great shape."

"I don't know if I can survive three days..."

Xia Lin said weakly, and then lay there as if he was dying.

At about dinner time, Shan Xiongxin also pushed the door open, holding a jar in his hand. He said shyly, "Marshal, I have been practicing martial arts since I was young, and I often get injured. Do you want me to get it for you?"

"No, no, no... Luo Shixin took it, and he almost killed me."

Shan Xiongxin was silent for a moment, then he said, "Sir, he is too rough and doesn't know how to control his strength. Let me give it a try."

"This...will be painful too, right?"

"It doesn't hurt at all."

Soon, Xia Lin's screams rang out again. After hearing them, the guards outside could only sigh and say, "The Marshal is too overworked. I heard that he has been running around for more than a year without stopping for a moment. He is so young but already has many diseases."

"Yeah, it's too tiring. I don't know what those masters above are thinking. This heavy burden is all on the Marshal alone."

"What else can I think about? I just want to make money. If Wei had more people like the Marshal, we wouldn't be in this situation now."

"Eh? From what I hear you talk, it seems like you are well-educated, right?"

"I studied in a private school for several years. Later, my family suffered a disaster. My parents and brothers all starved to death. I went to Fuliang to serve as a soldier. How about you, brother?"

"I'm about the same, but not as lucky as you. My family all starved to death during the locust plague a few years ago. We had nowhere else to go so we became bandits. This time I followed Master Shan Wu to join the Marshal. Brother, let me ask around. They say that life in Fuliang is good. Tell me how good it is."

When the new soldiers from Fuliang heard him talking about this, they also raised their little faces and said, "It's not that easy. The daily training is hard. We have to run twenty miles with loads every morning and evening! If we don't finish the run within the specified time, we have to train more. There are also confrontation training every now and then. Brothers in the same camp simulate attack and defense. That's really the most uncomfortable. We are tired and panicked. If we are not careful, we will be wiped out. Although it is a drill, we will lose face."

"Forty miles a day!?" The defecting soldier from the Green Forest Army asked in astonishment, "Can you physically handle that?"

"That's still possible. New recruits will get used to it after crying for a few days. Maybe you don't know, but in the Marshal's camp, we have four meals a day in summer and three in winter. When we go out to fight in the field, we have four meals a day regardless of winter or summer."

"Four meals!? Is there meat?"

"Yes, we have meat for every meal. Sometimes we get tired of it and have to eat it anyway." This made the new recruits of the Green Forest Army depressed. When they became bandits, they could only barely make ends meet by extorting meat from passing caravans or collecting protection fees. Now, when they heard that the soldiers of Fuliang had meat for four meals a day, their eyes widened.

"This is raising a group of assassins, brother...Does the Marshal have that idea?"

"You can't talk nonsense. The Marshal said that we are all sons of farmers. If we have to die, we can only die for the people of the world. No one else is worth our lives. The Marshal doesn't want us to die for him. You say this just because you look down on him. If you say it again, I will beat you up."

The new recruit of the Green Forest Army scratched his head and was silent for a moment: "Then do you think that our Green Forest Army can have meat every meal like you new soldiers?"

"Didn't we have lunch together at noon? Didn't I leave any food for you?"

"No, I mean, can it be like this in the future?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Oh, you really have never had a good life."

As they were talking, food was served in the camp. However, they were on duty at the gate so they had to wait for their turn to eat. However, the aroma of the food wafted over.

At this time, most of the supplies for Fuliang had arrived. These 18,000 people would not have enough food to eat even if they just lay there. Moreover, Xia Lin also assigned a special cooking team. These people would think of different ways to prepare food every day, including noodles, steamed buns, rice, and steamed cakes.

About an hour later, the people who were supposed to change shifts came over, and the two brothers also went to eat. The new army had lunch boxes, the kind that come in tin sheets, but the Green Forest Army didn't have one at first. But from the afternoon when they got their meals, they would receive one, which could be used to carry rice and vegetables, which was quite convenient.

"It's really the same..."

The new recruit of the Green Forest Army fiddled with his lunch box while eating: "You really have to eat from two pots. Oh... If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have to become a bandit. It would have been better to go directly to the Marshal."

"You are dreaming. Do you think it is easy to join our Fuliang New Army? It is very strict. You are not strong enough for this."

"Just wait for me to raise you for a few months. I'm so hungry now. How could you be much better off than me when you fled there?"

At night, Master Shan Wu was sitting by the campfire, reading the plan Xia Lin had written for him. A soldier sitting beside him asked, "Brother Wu, did the commander-in-chief make things difficult for you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Shan Xiongxin frowned.

"Then I see that you look worried, fifth brother, as if you were scolded."

"Bullshit." Shan Xiongxin put down the paper in his hand and took a deep breath. "I am worried. This time it is too difficult. We need to build a volunteer army from scratch within half a year. We need them to be able to fight and advance and retreat in an orderly manner. They are soldiers when they have weapons and farmers when they put them down. This is so difficult."

After that, Shan Xiongxin asked, "Did the brothers who came with you have any trouble with the brothers of the new army? They are all ruffians and I'm afraid they can't stand the rules in the barracks. Go check them out tomorrow. If there are any who can't stand it, give them some money and let them go."

"I've been observing them all day today. They're getting along well with the brothers in the new army. The two sides have arranged to eat and live together, and have reorganized the troops. They're very happy. Many people said this was the only day they had a full meal in recent days."

Shan Xiongxin laughed: "The Marshal is really amazing. He directly broke up the military system."

"Not really. It seems that all the brothers of the New Army were incorporated into the Green Forest Army."

"The Marshal didn't tell me." Shan Xiongxin was stunned for a moment: "Oh, there are only the Green Forest Army here now?"

"Yes, they are all your people, Fifth Brother."

Shan Xiongxin shook his head: "You are not my man, you must stop talking nonsense now, and get rid of the bandit spirit in you."

At this moment, Xia Lin was lying on the bed and yawning, and a scout beside him was reporting to him that there were about 70,000 to 100,000 refugees pouring into here from Henan Province.

Hearing this, Xia Lin shouted, "Fifth Brother, Fifth Brother, come here."

Shan Xiongxin quickly got up and walked into the room, sitting next to him: "The Marshal called me?"

"Fifth brother, let me ask you, can you manage a scale of 100,000 to 200,000 people?"

"I can only try my best. I don't have the confidence."

"It's okay, let's think of a solution together." Xia Lin was silent for a moment: "I've given you the plan and the program. Before the spring plowing next year, I want a civil uprising. Can you do it?"

"There's still half a year left. I'll try my best."

"It's not about trying, it's about making sure we do it." Xia Lin narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "We only have this one chance. We must act like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves. We must quickly, accurately, steadily and ruthlessly sweep away the monks entrenched in Henan Dao, including the powerful families behind them. I warned them last year, but they obviously didn't take it seriously."

After saying that, Xia Lin paused and said, "This year may be your Majesty's last year. If you can't do it, you won't be able to do it in the future."

(End of this chapter)