Guan Wangzu watched hundreds of people galloping down the mountain to Andingwei, turned around and looked at the large tent with the Ming army flag hanging on it.

Someone asked: "We admire Wei Xiaolang's name shocked the western border, but can we really be the generals along the way?"

Guan Wangzu signaled them to look at the soldiers of each battalion.

What's wrong?

"Since we went up the mountain, the water and rice of our army have not been used." Guan Wangzu smiled and said, "The so-called military well has not been dug, and the army stove has not been opened, and the generals have not been hungry. The rain does not wear straw rain, and the snow does not wear fur. I know the warmth of the soldiers. Now that the fifth battalion is divided, the six armies are solemn. Although there is no mystery of placing troops and setting up formations, the rules for marching and fighting have been seen."

The followers saw that it was really like this.

The original barracks had sheepskin on the roof to keep warm. Wei Yang ordered people to dismantle them and build tents for those who were not as physically strong as they were. The barracks in the barracks have now been moved to the soldiers who built houses outside.

"We didn't find it." The Anding Guards were ashamed.

Guan Wangzu smiled and said, "We have been generals in the western border for generations. The old prince treats us without saying anything. We have always been wearing clothes and food. This kid has learned the old prince's method of commanding troops. Well, since then, there are two small-generation generals in the western border. Let's go, and our Anding Guards should also strive for the first place."

The followers smiled and said, "This makes the princess much easier."

Everyone was not in time for the money to make a fortune, Mo Rigen led dozens of people to rush from the mountain road, holding a black flag in his hand, which was a symbol of Wusi Khan.

The other prisoners were already working, some helped to add tents, and some were busy getting clean water.

In groups of three or three, I also had more communication with the Ming army.

Golden Tiger added a tent next to the barracks that was enough for more than a dozen people to sleep, and covered it with soil. Gergenf asked shyly: "Sir is a general in the first battalion. Do you want to live with others?"

The golden tiger patted Gegenf's shoulder and laughed: "Marching and fighting, it's not about living with his wife at home. Why do you pay so much attention to? But your fur coat is good, and you can use it as a quilt or a mat on the march, so you can use it as a good thing."

Gegenf was about to take off, and the Golden Tiger was shocked: "Do you want me to be beaten? The military discipline of our deputy general of the guard is very strict. I dare to steal your fur coat, at least fifty military sticks, and it is downgraded to three levels in a row. This is the same as the fault of invading the homestay!"

Gergenf scratched his head, aren’t the nobles all like this?

"It's so expensive, I... I've been a surviving family of food since I was a child, like a weed that has been trampled by your flocks of sheep. If you didn't join the army and kill the enemy, you would probably starve to death in the Gobi Desert long ago." Huang Jinhu taught, "You must also remember that if you are a tenth-husband in the future, the first thing you must not rob the soldiers of the army. If you are a centurion, even if someone gives you something, you must refuse sternly and not plunder it in private. This is a civilized army, and then there will be a mighty army. Remember?"

The surrendered soldiers were confused and had no idea.

"Damn, why are you so stupid?" Huang Jinhu smiled, "But I don't know much about these things. The left and right are good. The more we do this, the more people respect us. A few days ago, we won't rob them of a penny, but they are willing to believe us. Maybe this is to put your heart in it. As time goes by, you will understand, come and build this tent quickly."

What to do?

"Hey, there are a few unlucky guys. I've done a lot of homework these days." Huang Jinhu laughed strangely, "I haven't checked for many days. I'm afraid they'll stay up late tonight. I like to see these guys unable to write a word for a long time."

At night, the barracks in the mountains were completely built.

Wei Yang carefully looked at the roster of the 16 thousand-person teams of Sanshan Eight Villages. Those who surrendered must be compared one by one. He also asked Mo Rigen and others to briefly introduce it. He also called the Dangxiang clan masters as scouts. He would immediately accept the fifth battalion who could be included in the army. Those who were unwilling to surrender were constrained in each battalion first. By midnight, the six armies had already rested, and Wei Yang and Gao Lan had some noodle soup.

The Doomsday was even more convinced. In this barracks, Wei Yang sat in the military case in the middle of the night without moving. He issued a military order like flowing water, and asked the list in detail without missing any omissions. It was really that he sat behind the military case and had strict rules and regulations.

After dinner, Wei Yang asked Mo Rigen and others to rest on one side, and asked Gao Lan to meditate in the back tent. He went out by himself, rubbed his cheeks with a handful of cold snow, and then walked into the tent where dozens of people were still holding lamps.

That was a group of unlucky guys. They marched too fast and had too many excuses in the past few days. They couldn't learn ten words in several days.

As soon as Wei Yang entered the door, the soldiers stood up and knelt on the dead grass sheepskin to greet him.

"It has been four years since the Sixth Army learned to write every day. Let me see what words you have learned." Wei Yang knelt down on the door of the account and waved.

There were a few small wooden boards hanging in the tent with three or five words written on it.

This is written on charcoal, which is a word written by the soldiers in the army, even if they are marching, and the soldiers in the front are carrying their backs and the soldiers in the back are looking at each other from time to time.

What we learn today is a military and a country.

"I just can't write when I see it." A dozen soldiers were both tired but helpless.

If others learn it, they won’t know. This is too much of a blow to people.

Wei Yang took a closer look and took the wooden board and wrote a military figure first.

"Look, what does this look like?" Wei Yang asked over the upper part.

The soldiers scratched their heads.

"Everyone knows that there is a stone throwing machine in East Chagatai, right?" Wei Yang said with a smile, "Do you think this car looks like the stone throwing machine of the Chagatai people? Here is a lever. You can throw a spoon in front and put four stones in it?" He inspired again, "We have a deep hatred with the Chagatai people. Every time they throw a big stone, we sacrifice one person. So, is this hateful or not?"

Many people remember this.

"Our Eastern civilization has a long history. The character starts from the pictogram. What is the pictogram? That is, the character should look like a prototype, and this car comes from the pictogram. Look, this car has both shafts and boxes, and there is a support behind it." Wei Yang said with a cover, "Build a house on the car to protect it from being destroyed by wind and rain. This is the army. However, the car in the character "The car is another type, that is, the chariot," he used an example, "we have all seen a car that transports food and grass supplies. Did it? A car must be used in the army to transport food and grass, but between 1,500 and 2,000 years ago, when our ancestors marched and fought, the most powerful one was a kind of chariot, which was probably like this."

He drew pictures on wooden boards, which were very vivid, but never professional.

But the soldiers understood at a glance.

It turns out that our army came from this way.

"Look at this country, a city with a square character is enlarged. It is what scholars call the world. In the eyes of our soldiers, this is the national boundary. Within the national boundary, people must call it the national. So, look, the word inside, the bottom of the mouth, that is, the people on the earth can also be regarded as a family, a house, or even a county and a state. So what should these people do if they live a good life?"

Wei Yang pointed to the side again, "This requires us soldiers to protect with weapons. Therefore, within the national border, we harvest every day, which is called a country. This is difficult. Let us first remember three components, one is frame, which is the national border; the other is mouth and one, and compatriots. There is also a spear here, which is all the soldiers we join the army."
Chapter completed!