Veterans bullying newcomers has been a bad habit in the military since ancient times. People will not let you go just because you are tall and thick. On the contrary, it will only get worse. Besides, menial tasks such as chopping firewood and cooking have always been done by newcomers.
It's nothing. Although Liu Ziqiu doesn't like others greeting him in this way, after all, he will sleep in a tent and eat in a pot in the future. He doesn't want to conflict with these people over trivial matters. He just said in a deep voice.
He responded: "Let me tie up the horse first!"
But I heard a burst of laughter from the surroundings, and someone said in a weird voice: "It's really strange today, there's another big guy here."
The short, fat man standing at the door of the tent turned his head, glared at Liu Ziqiu, and sneered: "Stay there for a while, why are you in such a hurry? I'll deal with you later!"
Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound in the tent, as if something was thrown to the ground, and then a person rushed out from inside and slammed into the short fat man. The short fat man was caught off guard and backed away with a "噌噌嗌噌""
After walking five or six steps, he finally couldn't stand firm and sat down on the ground with a bang, causing the soldiers in other tents to laugh and rush over to watch the fun.
Liu Ziqiu looked at the man who rushed out of the tent, but he was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. This boy was about 1.75 meters tall, half a head taller than the other soldiers in the camp, but compared with Liu Ziqiu, he was still taller than Liu Ziqiu.
Much shorter.
The young man had an angry look on his face. Although it was cold winter, he was sweating profusely. His face was white and black, and the armor on his body was covered with dust. It was obvious that he had done a lot of work. Probably the veterans forced him to chop wood again.
Finally, he was annoyed and rushed out.
Little did he know that these veterans were just waiting for him to get angry so they could punish him. After all, this was a military camp, and those who fought for no reason would be punished with a cane.
Seeing that he knocked over the short fat man, the seven people who had been laughing at Liu Ziqiu just now surrounded him with a "hoo!" and were gearing up for a big fight.
Although the young man was tall, he was skinny and looked like he had no meat. He was surrounded by seven veterans, and no one thought highly of him. Liu Ziqiu tied the horse and secretly clenched his fists, thinking that he would not be able to bear it anymore.
, stepped in to help him.
At this time, there was movement in the field. A veteran who looked like a charcoal-headed man rushed over first and punched the young man directly in the face. The young man did not dodge, but stretched out his right hand and grasped the veteran's wrist.
With a smooth move, he took the veteran into his arms, raised his left knee and pressed hard against the veteran's abdomen. Hearing a scream, the veteran had already covered his stomach and collapsed to the ground. This series of movements was too fast, except for Liu Ziqiu
, many people present did not see clearly how the young man took action.
When the other six veterans saw this, they yelled "Aoao" and rushed forward together. The sound of "crackling" fighting sounded, accompanied by bursts of angry yelling, screams, and cries of pain. In just the blink of an eye, the six
All the veterans lay on the ground. Some had bruises and swollen faces, and some were holding their injured legs and moaning in pain. The most exaggerated thing was a veteran in his forties who was kicked in the face by a teenager. The footprints of the boss's footprints were clearly visible.
The soldiers who were watching laughed and cheered in unison. Liu Ziqiu saw the young man's skills and knew that he had no need to stand out, so he could not help but slowly loosen his fist.
The noise attracted the soldiers on patrol in the camp, and a group of people ran over with long guns in their hands. At this time, the short fat man who had blocked the door of the tent just got up from the ground. Seeing this scene, he suddenly became angry and took the Xun Xin with his hands.
The sentry soldier stabbed the young man with a long spear.
Fighting in the military camp is normal, but the nature of using knives and guns is different. The soldiers watching shouted to move to both sides. The soldiers on patrol did not expect that someone would dare to come and seize the gun, and they did not react for a moment. Liu Ziqiu, on the other hand,
With quick eyesight and quick hands, he grabbed the barrel of the gun in the short fat man's hand, stretched out his foot and stumbled lightly. The short fat man couldn't hold back, and fell heavily to the ground again. At this time, the young man's hand was already holding the handle of the knife at his waist.
, and almost pulled it out.
"What are you doing! What are you doing!" Liu Yu walked over with his hands behind his back and shouted with a straight face, "They're all gone, they're all gone, what are you doing here? Do you want to rebel?"
The soldiers who were watching the excitement dispersed in a hurry, leaving only the patrol team to surround them. Two soldiers had already stepped forward and brought the short fat man in.
Liu Yu said coldly: "Drag him out and beat him with twenty military sticks!"
Liu Ziqiu hurriedly stepped forward, raised his hands and said: "General, this is a villain asking him for marksmanship, not fighting with each other. Please be aware of this, General!"
Liu Yu saw that Liu Ziqiu looked familiar, and remembered that he was a soldier he brought from Yuhang. Liu Yu had always looked down upon the soldiers in the south. However, Liu Ziqiu's quick action in grabbing the gun just now prevented anyone in the camp from doing so.
After fighting with each other, Liu Yu felt somewhat fond of him. He couldn't help but soften his tone, pointed at the seven people who had just climbed up from the ground with disgraced faces, and asked in a deep voice: "Where are they?"
The young man originally wanted to report truthfully, but after taking a look at Liu Ziqiu, he held back and crossed his hands and said: "Go back to the general, I'm waiting to spar with each other!"
"I'll spare you for once!" Liu Yu sneered, "Listen to me, no one can cause trouble for me! Otherwise, hum!"
As a leader of troops, Liu Yu certainly hopes to have more tigers and wolves under his command, rather than a group of sheep. As for the fights between soldiers, as long as they don't cause big troubles, the generals have always turned a blind eye, as long as there are fights between soldiers.
Within the controllable range, they will not interfere too much.
Seeing Liu Yu leading the patrol soldiers away, the young man pointed at Liu Ziqiu and said angrily: "Why are you speaking for them!"
Liu Ziqiu said with a smile: "If you have to show mercy, please show mercy to others. We are all in the same position, so why do you have to live and die? If you had really used a knife just now, it would not have ended well."
Hearing these words, the short fat man came to his senses, broke out in a cold sweat, limped and struggled to Liu Ziqiu, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you! It will come in handy in the future..."
But the young man shouted angrily: "Go away! Go chop wood!"
The short fat man said nothing, picked up an ax dejectedly, and walked to the mountain behind the camp. The military camp is a world of strong men. Whoever has a strong fist can speak. He has six or seven people and asks others to give him a hand.
He fell down, and even though the short fat man was the leader of the group, he had to bow his head at this time. But the only person he truly admired in his heart was Liu Ziqiu, who helped him avoid a military stick.
The young man dusted off the dust on his body and said triumphantly: "Humph, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, it will treat me as a sick cat! Hey, big man, thank you."
"Liu Ziqiu, my little brother, you are very skilled."
"My name is Hua Yun. I was taught by my father. If you want to learn, I can also teach you." The young man seemed to be very close to Liu Ziqiu, and in an instant he became a chatterbox. Before Liu Ziqiu could speak, he had already taught him.
, "My father is a military householder. My father was supposed to come this time, but he suddenly fell ill and was bedridden, so I took his place. There is no need to be polite to these guys. The more you tolerate them, the more they will bully you."
you!"
Liu Ziqiu chuckled and said: "Okay, okay, it's fate that we can serve as soldiers together. Let's go and help work together."
Hua Yun sneered: "Humph, what a fate!"
Although he said this, he reluctantly followed Liu Ziqiu into the tent in the end. However, the other soldiers in the group were really frightened by Hua Yun. How could they dare to let them do any more work?
The newbie is treated like a master.
When the meal started, Liu Ziqiu frowned when he looked at the mushy pot. All he ate was this kind of thing all the way here, corn with some rotten vegetable leaves, not to mention no nutrition, and he could barely eat half a full meal.
.I thought it would be better in Henan, but I didn’t expect that the food would still be the same.
Liu Ziqiu felt greatly disappointed. No wonder the Han people were often at a disadvantage in the war with the northern nomads. How could they have the strength if they didn't eat meat?
Now in this tent, Hua Yun was sitting there as if he were the boss of all the people. The short fat man had filled a bowl and brought it to him. Hua Yun waved his hand very loyally and said: "Go, give me Liu."
Big brother also fills up a bowl!"
There was only so much rice in one pot, and when the two of them filled it up, the others were even less full. But because their skills were inferior to others, no one dared to take advantage of it. When Liu Ziqiu and Hua Yun both picked up the bowls, everyone
They swarmed up and started fighting over each other, and the group leader, Humpty Dumpty, no longer received any preferential treatment.
It gets dark very early in winter, the moon has not yet risen, and the "Woo-Woo" bugle sound sounded over the military camp. With the experience of those days of marching, Liu Ziqiu knew that after three trumpets, all the soldiers could no longer march in the camp.
When wandering around, they must stay in their respective tents.
It was still early and the soldiers could not sleep, so they gathered together in twos and threes and chatted. The tent where Liu Ziqiu was located was clearly divided. The eight veterans were huddled in a corner, far away from the brazier. Liu Ziqiu and Hua Yun occupied most of the tent.
One on the left and the other on the right, chatting while warming themselves across the brazier.
"Brother Liu, where are you from?"
"A certain person is from Yuhang, Brother Hua, what about you?"
"I'm from Henan, and this is my hometown. By the way, Brother Liu, you come from the south, so you can handle the weather."
Liu Ziqiu has also experienced extreme cold weather of more than 30 degrees below zero. This coldness is nothing to his body. He said without thinking: "No problem, it's good."
"Oh." Hua Yun nodded, but then said, "The imperial court has gathered us now. I'm afraid there will be a big battle. Aren't your wives worried?"
"Why aren't you worried? But what can we do?"
"Ah, I see that you are not very old, and you are actually married to a wife." Hua Yun glanced at Liu Ziqiu in surprise and asked, "Isn't your wife very beautiful?"
Thinking of those lingering and passionate nights, Liu Ziqiu's thoughts had already returned to Changshan Village, and he didn't even hear Hua Yun's question clearly.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Hua Yun became a little unhappy, lay down and said, "Okay, sleep!"
"Going to bed so early?" Liu Ziqiu also lay down.
But Hua Yun pointed his hand towards the short fat man and said unceremoniously: "You, go to sleep!"