Author: Ke Ke Qi Wu

Liaoning.

Zeshui Town.

One family.

"Brother, hurry up. The selection is about to start. I'm not doing it well?"

A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old shouted to a strong man in the back room who was changing his armor.

"Don't rush him. He just went to work and is already on his way."

There was a wooden chair in the outer room. A woman in her forties looked at the scene in a funny way, shook her head, and continued her sewing work.

"Er Lang, don't rush Da Lang, he is already in a hurry."

"We are exactly the same as our grandpa. We are both impatient. The militia selection is a big deal and it won't be over in a day or two."

The boy named Erlang scratched his head and smiled at his mother.

"Hehe, isn't he afraid that there will be many people around him?"

"Me."

The woman stretched her legs and pointed at Yidong Erlang, smiled, got up and walked into another back room, and took out a money bag from inside.

"Here, my grandpa's pension from Liudong, plus the food and salary for those years, and Ye Yi's more than seventy red dragons, take them all away. Dalang and I each have twenty, and the remaining thirty or so dong are all

For Saburo who is in Shanyuan, we have no objection to the distribution for my mother."

Erlang's originally excited face suddenly froze, and he stood there in shock: "Mother, you don't want to beg me, I will keep it for myself and buy more food. Besides, he and his eldest brother have both joined the army, and Sanlang is studying again.

The family also needs a few helpers.

He will give me some help later, find a few people who are willing to work, and ask my family to take care of me. He and his eldest brother have joined the army, and they have no worries about food and drink every month. They have a lot of military pay and can afford the expenses."

As Erlang said, Dalang also walked out of the back room.

He was wearing a leather armor that was the same as his brother's, but his grandfather had someone make it for him when he was still alive.

Militiaman Zhang Qi is not equipped with armor, so he can buy it himself if needed. The grassland lacks everything, but there is no shortage of leather to make leather armor.

"No, mother, listen to Lei Di, the child is unfilial. I want to work for a better future. I very much ask my mother to forgive the child's selfishness."

The strong man called Dalang knelt down in front of the woman and kowtowed several times.

Erlang Dianlei also followed his brother Dianfeng and knelt down to the east, bumped his head a few times and kowtowed to the east.

"We, the military formation is very risky. Our lucky grandfather went to the Kingdom of God first and entered the Temple of Valor. Mother didn't stop us. We just went when we needed to go. I held the horse and sword for you to deny our blessing.

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The woman smiled and stuffed the money bag into Dalang Dianfeng's arms.

"The three of us brothers don't use the surname given by you. We don't want to be embarrassed."

"Come on, it's getting late."

The woman patted Dianfeng on the shoulder and said softly.

"The child is unfilial!"

"The child is unfilial!"

Dianfeng and Dianlei kowtowed again, stood up and said goodbye to the woman.

When the two brothers left, a few tears slipped from the corners of the woman's eyes and she wiped them with her sleeves, fearing that her two sons would see them when they turned around.

After walking out of the yard, Dianfeng slipped out the money bag from his arms, poured out thirty-six red dragons, and then threw the remaining ones to his younger brother.

"They will take the thirty-six red dragons to Brother Yu, and give them to the boss, so that he can help hire some kind-hearted people to take care of my mother-in-law. That's no problem."

Dian Lei caught the money bag and grinned: "He's fine, brother."

"Well, let's go to the selection. Then I will take revenge!"

"Well, revenge!"

With determination on their faces, the two brothers walked towards the school grounds of Zeshui Town.

I haven't even arrived at the school grounds yet, and it's already dark outside the school grounds.

Zeshui Town is one of the sixteen towns in Liaoning City. It has 23 villages in its eastern jurisdiction. It is also considered a large town among the sixteen towns.

Originally, Liaoning City had sixteen towns, each town had sixteen villages, and each village had 500 to 1,000 households. However, as a steady stream of Han Dynasty refugees and Huns captives were absorbed, the addition of villages began last year.

As for Zeshui Town, several surrounding swamps were drained one after another and the area increased, so seven more villages were added to it, making it a large town in the east of Liaoning City.

"There are so many people. The militiamen from Dongjia Village must have come here."

As the two brothers walked in side by side, Dian Lei spoke.

Dianfeng nodded: "The town sent documents to the east a few days ago. Now most of the militiamen who are willing to join the tiger, the eagle, and the eagle attack the two armies have come. Then can we start from the army that you formed before you came to that land?

, the best among the best.”

"Fight the Xiongnu, attack Fuyu, attack Sushen, and attack Xianbei Wuhuan. The surrounding territories are not worthy of General Yingchun and General Huben following you to attack the east little by little. Who doesn't want to go in?"

A young militiaman who followed the two brothers to the front registration desk also turned around and said.

The two brothers nodded.

"No extreme, no extreme."

After sending the team for a while, the Dian brothers finally arrived at the registration office.

The two men took their nameplates from their necks and handed them to the registration staff at the registration office.

"Dianfeng, male, nineteen years old, Group 6, Zeshui Town, Liaoning Province, descendant of Yingwu Temple."

"Dian Lei, male, seventeen years old, Group 6, Zeshui Town, Liaoning Province, descendant of Yingwu Temple."

According to the nameplate, the registration staff searched in the household registration department and found the information of the two brothers in a short time.

When he saw the description of the descendants of Yingwu Temple, he stood up and saluted a military salute. The two brothers returned the salute. They knew that the salute was not for them, but for their grandfather.

The registration officer walked back and started to register with a pen and paper. Before registering, he asked again: "He looked at our family's information. We have a young brother who will be thirteen years old next year. Are we sure we want to enlist in the army?"

"enter!"

The two brothers looked at each other wrongly and spoke firmly.

When the registrar saw this, he sighed and left the group, and picked up a pen to register the information of the two people.

Then he took out two dark wooden tokens from a basket in the east and handed them to them.

"Sixteen in Group A and seventeen in Group A. Our grandpa has entered the Valencia. We have some preferential treatment, so why not choose the most difficult Group A? Is there any problem?"

"No problem!"

The two brothers stretched out their legs to take it at the same time and replied loudly.

"Okay, Aji! Take them both to Group A!"

"promise!"

Beside the registrar, a tall and heroic guard came out and crossed his legs in response.

"Follow him."

Aji looked at the two of them and then walked towards the east side of the school ground.

The two brothers from the Dian family went to follow him.

Behind them, a group of young militiamen looked at them with envy, but no one said anything, because they knew that the two people wanted to participate in the most difficult Group A selection, and those who could enter Group A would definitely not be able to do so.

There are martyrs in the family who have entered Valencia.

"Strive hard!"

"Strive hard!"

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Voices of encouragement reached the ears of the two brothers, and they looked at each other and smiled.

He stretched out his legs and arms and waved back.

“Let’s encourage each other!”
Chapter completed!