I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 173
After getting dressed and walking out of the camp, Yang Qing found that the whole camp was busy.

The infantry were gathering and quickly headed to the school grounds as a whole.

The cavalry galloped past with whips and horses.

The entire camp was busy, but in fact it was in perfect order.It can be seen from this that Lin Dong's methods of governing the army can be seen.

"grown ups!"

The scholar Yang Xiaoliang and the shopkeeper Zhu Gui got up early.

At this point, they were already dressed.

Scholar Yang Xiaoliang even put on a mask.

The two men were dressed in chicken feathers, standing at the entrance of the camp, attracting the passing soldiers to look sideways.

The two of them hugged their equipment and stood in the cold morning wind, their faces flushed from the cold.

This is their first experience.

At this time, looking at the army running past, shouting loudly, their faces were full of novelty and nervousness.

Yang Xiaoliang tried to calm down, but in reality he was already panicking.

And Zhu Gui's nervousness was written all over his face, and he even farted out of fear from the sudden sound of queue behind him.

Yang Qing rubbed his face, dispelling the remaining drowsiness.

He took a deep breath, and the icy morning breeze instantly woke him up a lot.

"Go, go to the school grounds!"

Yang Qing took the wizard's battle robe and golden mask from Yang Xiaoliang's hands, put the feathered hat on his head, and said to Yang Xiaoliang and Zhu Gui who had already changed their clothes and put on their masks.

Yang Qing was getting dressed while walking.

When he arrived at the school grounds, Yang Qing realized that the entire army had already lined up in the teaching grounds.

At this time, the sun has just risen.

The fiery red morning glow dispelled the darkness of the night.

The entire land in the cloud was dyed red.

In the school grounds, groups of soldiers lined up neatly.

In the phalanx, the soldiers held their heads high. .

On their immature or old faces, there is only the courage to face death at home, as well as the desire and pursuit of merit.

After Yang Qing entered the school field with two personal soldiers, he quickly stooped and slipped in from behind the team.

Finally, he found where he should stand, and he was relieved when he found that no one saw him.

"All right!"

Yang Qing said to the two soldiers: "Sit down first, it will be our turn after a while!"

On the general stage, Lin Dong had long seen that little bastard Yang Qing sneaking in from behind the team with his two strange-looking personal soldiers.

However, he didn't bother to say it.

……

A few minutes later, the scouts in the army came to report that Lin Shuai and his accompanying troops had arrived less than a cup of tea away from the army tent.

Hearing this, Lin Dong immediately got off the platform and went to greet him at the gate of Daying.

After a few minutes.

A white cloud of smoke floated in the distance.

That is the speed of the horse, the horse galloping, and the dust raised.

Not long after, Marshal Lin Qiu, who was dressed in a white robe and whose appearance could be described as glamorous, came with his white horse righteousness from the guards, riding his horse and whipping his whip.

Although I have seen him many times, this Shuai Lin is also very good-looking.

After Lin Dong took a sneak peek, he quickly looked away.

He was afraid that if he continued to worry, some other thoughts would pop up in his mind.

"Marshal!" Lin Dong stepped forward, bowed his hands and said: "The troops are assembled, please go to the school field for inspection!"

"it is good!"

After Marshal Lin Qiu nodded slightly, he said, "Also ask Old General Lin to lead the way!"

Lin Dong hurriedly said he didn't dare, and then he took Marshal Lin to the school grounds.

……

In the school grounds, Yang Qing was sitting on the ground chatting with two soldiers.

Maybe it's because I've suffered too many blows, or it's more likely because I've suffered too little since I was a child.

Scholar Yang Xiaoliang always looks weak and melancholy.

In the past few days, Yang Qing also found out.This scholar is always preoccupied and doesn't like to talk.He rarely takes the initiative to chat with others unless necessary.Sometimes, when I see myself, I will pretend to avoid it casually.

Timid, shy, shy, introverted, almost all the shortcomings, he has accounted for it.

However, Yang Qing still discovered one of his advantages: that is, his work is quite reliable.

He will quickly finish what he ordered, and he will do it quite well.

A few days ago, Yang Qing took the two of them for a drink in the spirit of team building.

After drinking for three rounds, the chatterbox gradually opened up.

Only then did Yang Qing realize that the reason for this scholar's melancholy was actually because he was too idealistic to a greater extent.

He thinks everything is beautiful, but the reality is another situation, and the key is that he still lacks the ability to realize his ideals.

He thought about being the first in high school, riding a horse through the streets, and then meeting a beautiful woman, and the husband and wife were in harmony.He rose straight up in the officialdom, and when he returned home, he was blessed with red sleeves.When he was finally old, he and his wife retired to the countryside, picked chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and saw Nanshan leisurely.

But the actual situation is that his luck seems to have completely disappeared after winning two yuan in a row, and he has repeatedly failed in the most critical provincial examinations, and each time he got worse.As a result, not only did he not have a beautiful wife, he couldn't even marry a strong widow.

He thought that after coming to Yunzhong, he would be impressed by the mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and write a masterpiece that would be famous through the ages, but now he writes a novel that no one reads.

He likes to travel all over the world, wandering around the world, seeing famous mountains and great rivers, and seeing the mighty wind and clouds.It turned out that he had no money in his pocket before leaving Cloud City.

He felt that his future was at a loss, felt extremely depressed, and even began to doubt life.

Yang Qing took a sip of wine and persuaded him: I knew that sadness is always inevitable, so why should you be so passionate.There are some things you don't have to ask now, and some dreams you never have to wait for.

That day, the scholar drank too much and was completely drunk.

But the next day, the scholar seemed to be a different person.

He started to talk to Yang Qing actively, although he was still a little cautious, but Yang Qing obviously opened the door of his heart.

As for Zhu Gui.

After the experience of life and death, he still maintains an optimist mentality.

It took Zhu Gui less than an hour from the time when he was confused at the beginning to now when he was single-minded on obtaining military merit.

The ability to adapt to the environment and adapt oneself can be seen.

Yang Qing also breathed a sigh of relief when the team was integrated.

After all, these two people are his own soldiers and have a great relationship.

What do you want to do, what to do.

There is no way to avoid them.

Therefore, it is very necessary to understand the position in the early stage.

……

on the sand.

Yang Qing sat on the ground, playing with the golden mask in his hand, while making final arrangements with the scholar and shopkeeper for the upcoming sacrificial activities.

This is a big matter, and there are military leaders inspecting it.

If there is a problem, let alone whether his retreat plan can be implemented, whether his life can be saved is two things.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the school grounds.

All the soldiers on the school field looked towards the entrance of the school field at the same time.

Yang Qing even stood on a rock, stretched his neck and stared at the entrance with wide eyes.

A moment later, a group of handsome white horse cavalry entered the school grounds with a fierce and murderous look, and quickly surrounded the platform.

A moment later, a general wearing silver armor and a silver cloak rode a handsome white horse, accompanied by a group of generals, into the school grounds, and went straight to Dianjiangtai.

Yang Qing stared with wide eyes, wanting to see how handsome the extremely handsome Marshal Lin that General Lin Dong said was.

Unfortunately, it is too far away to see clearly.

He could only see that there were many figures on the stage.

"Hey!"

Yang Qing withdrew his gaze in disappointment, and sighed in his heart: Probably not.

Then he touched his pocket impatiently.

He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and lit it with the help of a fire. Then, he took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke lightly.

Looking at this strange environment, he thought helplessly: Wanqiu, where are you?
(End of this chapter)