Hua Chen, who was still sleeping, was lifted from the ground with his right hand. Don’t ask why Hua Chen is so clear, because the person who lifted him up was still holding someone in his left hand, which was Zhao Erzhu.

If someone asks Huachen what a good friend is, Huachen will definitely answer: When a good friend is someone, don’t worry, you will be carried with you if you can’t save me.

Zheng Wenzhong was very angry, hurry up and report that Mr. Qingji was going to visit the Northwest Camp to review the soldiers. Suddenly, he and other intermediate generals were called to the Central Army Camp and were also confused. After being scolded by the commander, he immediately returned to his respective teams, rectified the team, and waited for the arrival of the young master.

When I returned to my team, I saw two eyes-free little boys still sleeping, which made Brother Zhong, who had just been scolded, find the punching bag instantly. So, the poor Hua Chen and Zhao Erzhu were lifted up by Zheng Wenzhong like two little chickens.

They can't blame them for this. When they returned to the tent at night last night, dozens of "pig teammates" had already fallen asleep. Hua Chen could not bear the snoring around him and could not fall asleep for a long time. Zhao Erzhu tossed and turned, thinking about what if his wife was really what Hua Chen said, what dragon should he do? Should he marry her or marry her? After thinking about it, Zhao Erzhu giggled: Let's marry her. In short, both of them had insomnia.

The news of Qingji's upcoming camp surprised Yan Mengchang, the commander of the Northwest Camp. Yan Mengchang's family was a famous family in the Wu Kingdom. When Prince Guang and the doctor Wu Zixu sent Zhuan Zhu to assassinate King Liao of Wu, he was following Prince Qingji to fight against Chu Kingdom. After Qingji withdrew his troops, he followed him to Aicheng, Weiguo. Along the way, he could be regarded as "swearing to die". He could expect that Qingji could bring greater benefits to his family after he restored the country. "This time, you must let the prince see an elite army," Yan Mengchang thought to himself.

Because he was uncertain when Qingji would arrive, Yan Mengchang ordered the entire army to gather and start training, and he personally directed it. Qingji was not allowed to stop before he arrived, and those who violated the order were killed.

After a hurry to have breakfast, thousands of new recruits began the most difficult training since their establishment. The hours of training kept the recruits who had just joined the army gradually exhausted, especially Hua Chen and Zhao Erzhu. They got up late and had already passed the meal time when Zheng Wenzhong picked them up, so they could only come directly to the team to start practicing.

Hua Chen has become accustomed to eating two meals a day, but this does not mean that he is also used to eating one meal a day, let alone having to do heavy physical labor. During college, he insisted on physical exercise every day, and his body was quite solid. At this time, he was so tired that he was panting, and his legs were difficult to move as if they were filled with lead. Turning his head to look at Zhao Erzhu, his thin body was like a crumbling dead leaf, which could be blown down with a breeze.

At noon, a team of less than 100 people gradually appeared in the sight of everyone. At first, they could only see a long and narrow black line. Later, from far to near, the black line was thicker and longer, and a neatly-shaped team appeared in front of the officers and soldiers of the Northwest Camp. The entire team gave people the feeling that "less than 100 cavalry can reach 100,000 soldiers."

The leader in the team was tall and straight, with a white horse, black armor, a sword, and a handsome face with a hint of fatigue. But even so, a look of contemptuous look still revealed from those sharp eyes. This person is Gongzi Qingji!

"I am the subordinate Yan Mengchang welcomes the young master," Yan Mengchang bowed and said in a deep voice.

"Mengchang doesn't have to be too polite," Qingji said calmly: "What is the specific military strength of the Northwest Camp now?" To be straightforward, this is Qingji's character.

"Reported to the young master, there are currently 8,000 soldiers in the Northwest Camp, 5,000 shields, 2,000 archers, and 300 scouts. Among them, 70% of the veterans and 30% of the new soldiers who have joined the army for more than a month, the entire army gathers here, please ask the young master to review." Yan Mengchang answered fluently.

"Okay, the three armies set up their formation!" Qingji's voice increased a little bit when it came to military strength considerations.

"Three armies set up their formations~Three armies set up their formations..." The military orders were conveyed one after another, and the soldiers were scattered, and the huge school ground was crowded with people. Of course, the three armies here were not the three armies of navy, army, air force, but the left armies, right armies and central army. If Qingji had an air force now, he would have long blown up Helu (Prince Guang of the past)'s palace and Wu Zixu's mansion.

During the short time when Qingji and Yan Mengchang talked, Hua Chen seized the time to rest, and his physical fitness had recovered. Zhao Erzhu was not so optimistic. He had a split headache and his breathing was heavy. When he heard the "three armies were deploying formations", Zhao Erzhu subconsciously moved with the people around him, but when his feet staggered, he was tripped to the ground by the soldiers in front of him, unconscious.

If it was a team of ten thousand people behind the team, the commander might not be able to see a soldier fall, but the two thousand new recruits led by Zheng Wenzhong happened to be close to the high platform where Qingji was located. Zhao Erzhu fell and caused a small panic in the team. Qingji saw it. He ordered the entire army to stop and strode towards the place where Zhao Erzhu fainted.

"Go and get some water," Hua Chen said to a soldier who lives in the same barracks beside him, "The exercise has been suspended now, go and get water, why are you still standing there?" After that, he pressed Zhao Erzhu's Dazhui, Neiguan, Quchi, Weizhong acupoints with his thumb. After a while, the soldiers who fetched the water came back, but at this time, the two fighting strands were spilled out, because two people were following him - Gongzi Qingji and General Yan Mengchang.

Unlike the water-taking soldiers, Hua Chen didn't even look at Qing Ji and Yan Mengchang. Just kidding, Erzhu's life was in danger, so he didn't have time to care about this. Even if the beautiful Xi Shi standing beside him was the beautiful woman, he would only take a look, two eyes, okay, at most three eyes, and then treat Erzhu immediately.

After taking the water, Hua Chen poured the water onto the short halberd, took off Zhao Ergou's top, exposed his spine, and gently scraped both sides of his spine and neck with a dagger until his skin turned purple-red. This method is called "scraping therapy" in traditional Chinese medicine, and salt water is suitable. Now that time is tight, Hua Chen can only settle for the second best - use clear water.

Yan Mengchang thought this recruit was too hateful. When he saw that he and the young master ignored him, what if the young master questioned the disarray of the army he brought out? He was about to step forward to interrupt Hua Chen, but Qingji stopped him with his eyes. Yan Mengchang had no choice but to turn his head and gouged Zheng Wenzhong hard, as if saying: Look at the soldiers you are leading! Zheng Wenzhong looked ahead and pretended to be "I don't know you".

The miracle happened at this time. Zhao Erzhu, who was like a dead person a second ago, suddenly opened his eyes, and even sat up and patted his head with his hand. He felt the eyes of tens of thousands of people around him staring at him. Zhao Erzhu panicked. He quickly knelt in front of Qing Ji and stammered, "Young Master~Young Master~ You're around your life." Look, this silly boy is not stupid, at least he knows who is the "real thigh" at the critical moment. Qing Ji did not answer him, but just ordered people to take him down to rest. Instead, he looked at Hua Chen, and Qing Ji asked, "What's your name?"

"Huachen"

"Would you like to follow me back to Aicheng?"
Chapter completed!