Civilian camp.

Although they are just some dilapidated private houses, they are still a hundred times better than the shacks in the camp of the Western Conquest Army.

And most of the owners of these houses died in the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade last night, which makes people sigh.

Bu Linghou went against the grain and set off a night march of hundreds of ghosts. Not only were their bodies and souls destroyed, but tens of thousands of people died at the hands of the ghosts. On the contrary, Qiu, the Qingzhou soldier who was on the offensive side, did nothing wrong and almost never took the initiative to harm ordinary people.

, perhaps this is the principle of "if benevolence and righteousness are not practiced, the offensive and defensive momentum will be different".

Chen Buxing counted the number of people in the city with his fingers while eating braised chicken, and found that there were about 13,000 people left.

If you include some of the surrounding markets and oasis villages, there should be 40,000 to 50,000 people.

The countries in the Western Regions, from ancient times to the present, have never formed a "unified" pattern. Division and chaos are the normal life.

In their eyes, the Western Conquest Army, which attempted "great unification", were invaders and brutal Eastern barbarians.

All public grievances are concentrated on the weaker citizens.

Not to mention purchasing supplies, in just one night, four or five civilians had their heads secretly cut off by the avengers, and more than ten people were injured.

Panic, fear, and inability to sleep became the main theme of the camp.

"well……"

Xiao Wu, Gongsun Hu, Chen Buxu and others all looked gloomy and patrolled around with their strong civilians, fearing that a cold arrow would appear at any moment and kill them on the spot.

but--

The moment Jiang Chen returned, the entire civilian camp immediately erupted into a carnival craze, with endless cheers.

The words "Ten quotas for Qingzhou soldiers" were like an aphrodisiac, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of thousands of people.

The panic of last night disappeared in an instant, replaced by fantasy time and the desire to become a "superior"!

Jiang Chen smiled and promised that as soon as the daily work was completed, a small-scale Qingzhou soldier selection activity would be launched.

Listen to this.

It was as if the civilian workers had been given a shot of chicken blood, and their work efficiency suddenly tripled.

However, in less than three seconds, daily tasks such as transporting supplies, cleaning the battlefield, and repairing the camp were quickly completed.

All the civilians are looking forward to it, with a bit of expectation in their eyes, waiting for the "boss" to fulfill his promise.

Jiang Chen did not delay, and according to the Qingzhou soldiers' custom, he found a bronze tripod weighing about two hundred kilograms in the city.

Those who can lift this cauldron must have their own Qi and Blood reaching the "Power of Qi and Blood, Level 3" and can enter the next round of selection.

Just an hour.

Among the thousands of civilians, more than a hundred people passed the selection.

There are fifty of them, who have reached the standard of official Qingzhou soldiers, and their martial arts are quite extraordinary.

However, due to the burning of his winter clothes, he was targeted by the old soldiers in the last selection of the Qingzhou soldiers, and he had no choice but to lose, and finally took advantage of Jiang Chen.

"They are all good seedlings~"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and borrowed the household manual from the Liangtai official.

According to their household registration, these people were divided into eight groups in six counties. The strongest person in each group could get a quota of Qingzhou soldiers, and the rest were auxiliary soldiers.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

The reason is quite simple.

"The pronunciation is different ten miles apart, and the customs are different within a hundred miles!"

Classification according to county level is the only way to effectively command lower-level soldiers.

Jiang Chen can barely understand the local dialect of Pingshou County, but other counties...it's really like chickens and ducks talking, each speaking his own way.

finally.

Xiaowu and Gongsunhu from Pingshou County became village chiefs, each in charge of forty people, and each appointed four chiefs and eight chiefs.

Chen Buxu served as a military judge and grain officer, and politely declined the invitation to be promoted to the Qingzhou Army. He said that he was over forty-four and his vitality and blood had declined. He really couldn't wield a knife or a gun, but he could eat enough.

It is his biggest wish to return to his hometown in Pingshou County to retire and drink chicken soup. He said with a smile:

"When the corvee ends this year, I will donate ten thousand catties of rice and be exempted from ten years of corvée. After fifty-five years, I will be an old man in the law and be freed from the pain of corvée forever."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Thousands of kilograms of rice grain?

Kuo Lao is actually by my side?

Gongsun Hu still had the idea of ​​making great achievements, and licked his lips: "Boss, there are still two more people, why don't you recruit people?"

Xiao Wu was also a little confused.

In his hometown, his old father always advised him to get married as soon as possible and have more sons.

Only when the family has more strong labor force, and more people and strength, can it gain a firm foothold in the village. When the power becomes stronger, it can exploit other people with lower surnames to make profits. This is the secret of family growth.

Jiang Chen smiled and said:

"The truly attractive establishment is only ten Qingzhou soldiers. If we recruit another two, they will be just ordinary auxiliary soldiers, which will only create resentment."

"Besides."

"I'm just a beginner in leading soldiers. I can handle them for a while now with these men."

Everyone suddenly realized.

It didn't take long.

Jiang Chen handed over the list of candidates for promotion to Qingzhou Soldier, and Feng Lebin promised to help go through the procedures as soon as possible. The Qingyang ceremony can be held at least tomorrow.

Although Jiang Chen is already a scavenger, "Qingzhou Soldier" and "Scavenger" have similar paths, have similar spiritual powers, and can transform into each other.

Zhang Baisui, the old village chief, is a ready-made example.

It would also be of great benefit to the "scavengers" if they could observe it. Jiang Chen shamelessly asked to protect the ten of his subordinates.

The school captain Zhang Ying agreed, but also said that an oath must be taken and the content of the ceremony must not be widely publicized.

It is worth mentioning that--

The witness of the oath turned out to be an ordinary green branch.

…………

The next day, early morning.

In the camp of the civilians, the trumpet sounded again.

According to Feng Lebin, military horns are often tempered by spiritual power and have distinct sound quality. They can often blow out a variety of timbres, and when combined with each other, they form military orders.

There was similar content in ancient China.

For example, in the Peking Opera "Dingjun Mountain", it was sung:

"This letter comes by chance and helps me, Huang Zhong, succeed.

Standing at the gate of the camp, the three armies shouted, and the young and old listened to the roots and seedlings;

The head is open to the drum, and the war fan is made;

Two drums, tight shirt;

Three-way drum, knife unsheathed;

Beat the drums four times and hand over the troops.

Both advance and retreat must obey orders,

If you disobey the order, you will inevitably get a knife.

The three armies and I return to the camp!"

In the modern army, there are also charge numbers, assembly numbers, movement numbers, etc.

The call just now was a wake-up call, and the civilians had to get up immediately, prepare food for the entire army, bury the pots to make rice, and then continue their daily work.

certainly.

When Jiang Chen got up today, it was another happy event.

He will lead Xiao Wu, Gongsun Hu, and eight chiefs from six counties in northern Qingzhou to the location of the Qingyang ceremony.

Many civilian husbands had envious looks in their eyes, and they deeply hoped that one day in the future, the "Hundred Civilian Soldiers" would start the second Qingzhou soldier selection event.

Some people also whispered:

"There are still two more, I will definitely have a chance!"

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and looked at the ten people behind him. Even the strongest Gongsun Hu could not help but look nervous, and he laughed and said:

"Look at how nervous you are. People who don't know, do you think you are going to the execution ground? Yesterday I saw an executioner named Pei. He is very skilled in beheading. He decapitated the head with one knife and it was clean and neat. You need me to help you contact him.

?"

Everyone looked embarrassed, but after Jiang Chen interrupted them, their nervousness disappeared. They talked and laughed before arriving at the Bu Linghou Mansion.

Gongsun Hu, Xiao Wu and ten other people followed the military judge and walked into the side hall with great excitement to receive a brief training.

Bu Linghou Mansion is the most suitable place to carry out the Qingyang Ceremony.

because--
Chapter completed!