Little did he know that Ye Moyan was so in love with Ling Xuewei that he wished he could hide her so that no one could see her.
Suddenly, Ye Moyan lifted the person up in his arms, startling Ling Xuewei, "Put me down quickly! What should I do if someone sees me?"
Outside the dormitory, she still pays more attention to Ye Moyan's majesty and face, so she usually does not make too intimate actions, so as not to spread the word and attract criticism from the world.
After all, their identities are different now. Every move they make is watched by countless people, and they cannot do whatever they want all the time.
"If they want to see it, let them see it."
Ye Moyan just carried Ling Xuewei all the way back to the dormitory.
Wherever they passed, the palace guards all lowered their heads and looked away, until the emperor and empress disappeared, and then the pot exploded.
"Wow! It is said that the emperor loves the empress very much, and now it seems to be true!"
"Yes, the emperor is so handsome. He used to be too cold and distant. Looking from a distance, the three feet around him seemed to be filled with cold air. I didn't expect that he would have such a gentle side... Did you see it just now? The emperor and our empress
The look in her eyes when she spoke was so soft that it could bring tears to the eyes, my god, I'm going to faint!"
"Look at your nymphomaniac look! Who doesn't know that the emperor is so gentle and gentle only to our queen? As for other women, I am afraid that just a glance can scare people to pieces! Not to mention other things...
"
"Everyone is very free, aren't they? Why don't you hurry up and do something?! What are you doing here?!"
The steward gave a sharp shout, and the palace people and animals dispersed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The manager shook his head. They really have nothing to do. They dare to gossip about the emperor and his empress. Don’t you want to live anymore?
****
The next day.
After sending Di Jian away, Ling Xuewei asked Yuefeng to take Xiong Cang to familiarize herself with the palace affairs, while she was taken to the military camp in the west of the city by Fu Ji.
The investment in new weapons has led to intensive training half a month ago. The specific training regulations and plans were naturally determined by her, and Fu Ji's suggestions were added to it. Based on the characteristics of Fanxu soldiers, she formulated
A training plan that suits them.
Here is the camp of the Ye Ming Army.
There are 10,000 troops stationed in the city. In addition to the west of the city, there are two other important military areas in the city.
Of course, there are many secret training bases, which are naturally top secrets that only a few of them know. There are 30,000 troops stationed in the entire imperial capital of Yexiu City, including 10,000 Ye Ming Army, 12,000 Qilin Army, and 8,000 Blood Demon Army.
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The Ye Ming Army is responsible for the security of the palace, the Qilin Army patrols the city, and the Blood Demon Army guards the city wall. The three armies each perform their own duties and have a clear division of labor.
Since the last battle, the three armies have been reorganized, with a total of 360,000 troops, 30% of which are new recruits this year. Now, all parts of the army are intensifying their training for the next war.
Along the way, Ling Xuewei saw the appearance of Fanxu's army.
It has to be said that Fu Ji has a good way of running an army.
Nowadays, he holds many positions. He is not only the prime minister of the dynasty, but also the commander-in-chief of the three armies. He is also responsible for the important tasks of the three armies, and co-manages military affairs with the four generals. He reports to the military headquarters and the imperial court for the emperor's decision.
She could feel that the various departments in the army were convinced of the current prime minister, and his prestige was no less than that of any veteran general.
During this trip, she did not take the Fengluan, and she wore casual clothes and did not identify herself. Therefore, the several lieutenants following her were very curious about the identity of this woman who could make their general governors respectful and polite.
Just out of curiosity, they didn't ask any more questions and followed him to the underground training ground.
This was a place specially set up for training marksmanship. It took a hundred and ten earth-type ability users a day to build it. Although the time was tight, it was very solid.
Before I could go down, I heard a burst of gunfire in the distance. It was soldiers training.
If you want to improve your hit rate, to put it bluntly, it is actually shot by bullets. In this regard, Ling Xuewei is not stingy at all. She takes out a lot of bullets every day, like running water, which makes Fu Ji feel a twinge of pain.
She thought about whether she could use other methods to replace this kind of real-fire training, but she rejected it without hesitation.
Excellent gunners require continuous training for many years. Not only that, she also requires soldiers to carry firearms with them on weekdays, even when sleeping, in order to increase their hand feel.
On this path, she was the ancestor, and Fu Ji and others resolutely followed her instructions.
"This is a training ground. Currently, six thousand soldiers are trained every day. Next to it is the firearms room..."
Fu Ji introduced the surrounding environment to Ling Xuewei. This place was almost modeled after the training school she designed in Independence City. After a period of training, the mental outlook of the soldiers had generally improved qualitatively, and their combat effectiveness had gradually returned to its peak.
They stood aside and looked at the soldiers training in training uniforms. The fusion of ancient and modern gave people the latest visual experience.
If modern people saw this scene, they would probably never forget it.
At this time, a general noticed this and immediately stepped forward, "Senior minister, please see the Commander-in-Chief."
"Well, I'm going to take some people to have a look. You can practice your own thing and don't worry about me."
"yes."
The training continued and they circled the field. Fu Ji suddenly said, "I have been practicing marksmanship these days. How about a competition?"
Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows in surprise, but she readily agreed, "Okay."
Ling Xuewei took off her cloak and handed it to Xiong Cang. Xiong Cang stood aside, standing tall and straight as a pine. He was obviously from the military. His awe-inspiring righteousness attracted several adjutants to look at him and secretly guess his identity.
"Make it simple, how about ten rounds to determine the outcome, whoever has the higher number of rings wins?"
"Okay, you go first."
Fu Ji nodded and walked forward. There was a new type of AK-00 on the table in front of him, with a caliber of 7.62 mm, a total gun length of 870 mm, a total gun weight of 4.3 kg, a magazine capacity of 30 rounds, and a combat range of 800 rounds per round.
minutes, effective range is 500 meters.
The gun body is completely black, reflecting a faint light under the light and shadow. The shape is not surprising, not even as cool as Bai Le's pistol, but it is very practical, especially suitable for long-distance combat, holding down the formation, and raiding.
So she used this model as a daily training firearm.
I saw Fu Ji picking up the gun in a familiar manner, loading it with a click, and directly emptied the magazine with ten bang bang bang bangs without aiming.
Soon, the report came from the front.
"Ten shots."
"Ten shots."
"Ten shots."
…
All ten shots hit, 100% hit rate.
As soon as the results came out, the soldiers cheered!
It is precisely because they have trained that they know how difficult it is to hit this kind of hit rate. Even the veterans who have trained for the longest time cannot achieve such dazzling results.
"The Governor is awesome!"
"I haven't seen you training on weekdays. This result is ridiculous!"
"Even the most powerful soldiers in the army cannot compete with him. He is worthy of being our commander-in-chief!"
