At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Thanks to his lucky little bump, he is not from a girl's family.

Otherwise, where would he be crying? How could he cry for another talented person who can help the country and save the world?

Secretary Wude investigated Xie's Academy in great detail.

He probably guessed what Xie Yuheng wanted to do.

Perhaps because his mother, Meng Wanning, suffered many injustices when she was young, she had a little more compassion for women.

Control him and the queen, if...

The vast team drove outside Shangjing City. After walking for nearly three quarters of an hour, they arrived at the military camp in the north of the city.

Before they even got off the carriage, the sound of drill slogans resounding through the sky had already reached their ears.

After getting off the carriage, I felt the soil under my feet shaking slightly.

The military camp in the north of the city was built near the water. Looking up, you can see bright flags fluttering in the wind on the towering city wall.

"See Your Majesty!" A middle-aged man quickly stepped forward to salute.

Si Yuandao took the opportunity to talk to Xie Yuheng and murmured in a low voice: "Most of the soldiers here are new soldiers. Your second brother is not here."

The Guards Camp was not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War, and he only had a rough idea of ​​its location, but no specific location.

Xie Yuheng nodded and said he would take a rest tomorrow. The second brother would also return to the city if he had no mission.

It's just that military parades in Daliang are mostly held in autumn and winter during the slack seasons, but... they haven't been held since Chu Heng came to power.

She could think of it with the head of a Suzaku, probably to save money...

After entering the camp, Si Yuandao had political affairs to attend to and went straight to the meeting hall, while Chu Heng led Xie Yuheng around the military camp.

The autumn wind was bleak, and on the martial arts field, the soldiers were still wearing only single clothes.

Holding a long gun, it brought out fierce blasts of gun wind, but... the dust raised was a bit big.

However, with Chu Heng here, he had the best viewing position.

The school captain led him directly up to the city wall, and when he looked down, it was even more spectacular.

I didn't know for a moment whether the soldiers on the martial arts field were moving too neatly, or whether it was just one soldier and the rest were clones.

Walking to another school grounds, the painting style changed.

The drums were beating rhythmically.

Soldiers carrying large banners were on horseback, flags fluttering in the wind.

Although the formation was a bit messy, the captain also introduced that they were all new recruits who had been trained for less than half a month.

If Chu Heng didn't frown, Xie Yuheng thought it would be pretty good...

The drums stopped and the soldiers stopped.

The instructor shouted loudly: "You are the most spiritual recruits I have ever led!"

“You don’t need to be taught the art of war, you can learn it all without a teacher!”

"With this ability to attack from the east to the west, on the battlefield, the enemy will be confused by you!"

The words sounded like good words. Xie Yuheng always felt that something was not quite right...

It seems to be similar to the saying of later generations: "You are the best class I have ever led."

Chen Qiu came to Xie Yuheng's side and gloated: "The drum sound just now is for an eastward attack."

Xie Yuheng: "..."

If she remembers correctly, the entire team was running west just now, and the coach understands yin and yang.

The soldiers below who were carrying the banner were filled with joy after hearing the instructor's words, and their eyes shone with clear stupidity.

He rode the horse excitedly, circled in circles, and said happily: "Really? Coach."

"My mother also said that I was born to be a soldier, hehe."

"What the hell!" the instructor scolded, "Get out of here and go play drums for three days."

"His grandma's, he can't tell the difference between east and west, and he can't distinguish the sound of drums."

"When we get to the battlefield, won't the entire army be led into the ditch for you?"

Seeing the soldier drooping his head, the captain quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and led Chu Heng to the next place.

Chen Qiu and Xie Yuheng walked side by side and explained to her along the way: "When the great banner is established, the military will be united and stable as Mount Tai."

"If the big banner falls, the army's morale will be weakened and it will be vulnerable to a single blow."

"And in the life-and-death situation on the battlefield, who can carefully distinguish the sound of drums? Most people will still act based on the flag."

"In addition to the big banner, there are also five-color communication flags in Daliang. If the yellow flag is raised, it means that the front is clear and the traffic can be unimpeded."

"But if there is an enemy situation and there are many people, it is also a yellow flag, but the difference is that it needs to be waved in a rotating direction..."

Xie Yuheng listened with great interest, and the captain in front stared so hard that his eyes almost fell out.

This is a military aircraft! But without saying a word, His Majesty knew that he also tacitly allowed it.

Oh my god, the prince can only do this by carrying him around and teaching him like this.

But Xie Yuheng is just a marquis, or a third-grade county marquis!

Could it be that the rumors outside are true? The Marquis of Jiangling is really His Majesty’s descendant living abroad!

The school captain was lost in thought when the instructor of the racecourse could already be heard scolding him from below: "Why are you looking at the horse's head with your head down?"

"Is there gold on its head? Look ahead!"

Before the instructor could finish his words, someone shouted again: "Instructor, there are halberd stands on the road in front of me——"

The instructor replied: "Bump into it!"

"This is not good-"

"Then why don't you quickly shift your weight back, shorten the reins, and stop the horse?"

The instructor turned around to drink water. After drinking, he looked up to the sky and sighed:

"What the hell did my mother do in my last life? I teach such a group of evildoers in this life..."

Before he finished speaking, he met several pairs of eyes.

One of them is Long Live Lord, and the coach is kneeling down. What evil has he done...

It seemed like the top boss watched the whole process of swearing.

Fortunately, Long Live Master didn't mean to hold him accountable. He just tilted his head, said something to the young man beside him, and then left.

After walking around for most of the time, it was almost noon when we arrived at the meeting hall.

In the meeting hall, nine young and strong soldiers stood.

Tongshen's temperament is completely different from the big-headed soldiers outside.

It looks a bit similar to Xie Yuheng's when he first met him. When he thought about it, he was both from the Guards Camp.

Why doesn't her second brother have this kind of temperament? Could it be that the time in the camp is not long enough?

Chu Heng put down the tea cup and said: "You guys, from now on, follow the orders of Marquis Jiangling to protect his safety."

Nine people said in unison: "Yes!"

Then they all turned to Xie Yuheng, knelt down on one knee, and said in unison: "Master, please give me your name."

Si Yuandao, who was eating tea and fruit next to him, thought of something and suddenly choked on the cake.

He hurriedly took a big sip of tea soup and looked at the nine people with some sympathy.

His precious disciple has outstanding literary talent and passed the sixth grade!

But the name is really hard to describe.

For example, wealth and honor, and Xie Mingli's horse is all white, so it is white snow.

Xie Mingcheng's horse is completely black, so it is black ink...

The only one with a decent amount of time was Xie Mingli who took a lot and Yu Heng picked it.

Xie Yuheng frowned and thought, these nine people had no personal characteristics.

It's really a headache to take nine of them in one go.

After thinking for a moment, Xie Yuheng said: "You are sorted by age, from one to nine, and the surname is Rong."

"puff--"

Chen Qiu took a sip of tea and almost sprayed it all over the captain's face, and said happily: "You are a genius, hahahaha."