The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Why don't you go for training?" After drawing the instructor, Yi Ming found Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was like a dog, lying in the shade of the tree to enjoy the cool.

"I can't bask in the sun." Xiao Chen turned over and continued to lie down.

Yi Ming took a deep breath, enduring the urge to tick, "Finally, I'll give you a chance to go to training right away. If this is the case, I will get rid of him immediately."

"Yo yo yo!" Xiao Chen looked dumb and cute, "Why are you still in a hurry!"

Yi Ming sighed helplessly, and said earnestly: "Now I sweat a little bit, and there will be less blood left on the battlefield. I have seen too many deaths..."

"Stop it!" Xiao Chen got up, "Don't tell me this, thank you."

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and slowly swayed into the team.

Yi Ming scratched his head, why is he so easy to talk suddenly?

He didn't know that Xiao Chen had only seen more tragedies than him.

Xiao Chen always resented preaching. If preaching could change a person, he wouldn't have to be so busy all day.

"Master Yi, please, don't let that grandson train together." It didn't take long for the instructor to complain with tears.

Yi Ming looked dumbfounded, "Why?"

The instructor almost cried, "Let him go to the left, he go to the right, let him go forward, he go back. Let him move forward tactically, he squirms like a maggot on the ground, the whole team is taken astray, please. , You let that ancestor do something else!"

"When he talked back, he wanted to punish him. He beat me first. I can't stand it anymore, sir."

The instructor said as he took off his hat, most of the hair on the top of his head was stabbed away, and there were bloodstains everywhere, "My hair was stabbed by him, and he can't bring it in the team!"

Yi Ming almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, such a miserable instructor, it was the first sight.

The instructor wiped his tears, "That ancestor is just a monster, terrifying with great strength. It can't be beaten, and it can't be beaten. If you insist on letting him train, I apply to go to the front line."

Yi Ming took a deep breath of helplessness, "Let him move around freely. Just leave him alone as long as he doesn't leave the camp."

If it were other recruits, it is estimated that they would have been swept out, but Xiao Chen is really talented, and Yi Ming is reluctant to bear such a good seed.

"I'm a maggot." Xiao Chen, who was invited out of the team, leisurely played in the shade of the trees.

"Buzzing...I am a fly."

"Chi Chi Chi... I am a little chicken."

"Hmm... I am a little piglet."

"Haha!" The nine-tailed fox in the queue looked at Xiao Chen making all kinds of strange poses, and smiled wildly.

Yi Ming was dumbfounded when he was watching. If anyone said that this guy had no problem with his brain, he might be able to fight people desperately.

When Xiao Chen was imitating the pig worm, a guard ran over with breathlessness and panting.

"General Ming has come to inspect." The guard had a wicked expression on his face.

"Puff..." While watching Xiao Chen's performance, Yi Ming, who was watching vigorously, sprayed out on the spot, "Damn, I didn't receive notification that this **** is coming!"

"Master Yi, you can relax, General Ming doesn't seem to be in a good mood." The guard looked at the barracks gate, saw no one, and ran away again.

...

"Assemble, assemble."

Yi Ming quickly arranged his military appearance and yelled loudly, "Xiao Datou, you **** stop playing, come in and gather."

"I'm a pigworm, I'm so boring!" Xiao Chen squirmed on the ground, slowly moving towards the queue.

"Come, here." The guard arm danced wildly not far away.

Yi Ming shuddered, resisting Xiao Chen who was still wriggling, and wanted to throw the goods into the queue.

As soon as he picked up Xiao Chen, an indifferent voice rang.

"Master Yi, it's very leisurely!"

An aura that was as cold as winter, instantly enveloped the training ground, and the terrifying killing aura made everyone fearful.

"In the early summer of the Ming Dynasty, the commander of the First Legion, a man who was born for war and who regarded peace as a hell, stationed at the border for many years to fight against the city of Hades. "The little fat man in the dormitory with Xiao Chen whispered to the people next to him.

Yi Ming, who was carrying Xiao Chen, stiffened his neck for an instant, turned his head hard, and saw that clear and beautiful face.

But Yi Ming felt that this face was not cute at all, even more scary than those terrifying creatures in the dark land.

"Master Chu Xia, you... why are you here?" Yi Ming asked hardly.

"Wow, big beauty, big long legs." Xiao Chen, who was being carried at the moment, imitated the pig worm, and saw a military uniform, heroic early summer of Ming Dynasty.

"Puff... It's dead." Yi Ming couldn't wait to punch Xiao Chen alive now.

In the early Ming Dynasty, Xue Qingli's face was instantly full of evil spirits.

When Yi Ming saw something bad, he immediately rounded up: "Mr. Early Summer, don't be familiar with children. He has a brain disease and is about to be repatriated."

"Your brain is sick." Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, "Is such a big beauty, can't you see when standing in front of you? Isn't it, big beauty, what?"

Xiao Chen said, glaring at the beginning of Ming Dynasty.

"Cough..." Yi Ming coughed violently, hoping that this ancestor would not force it anymore.

At the beginning of Ming Dynasty, staring at Xiao Chen indifferently, his voice was cold and said: "Now I know why the quality of recruits is getting worse and worse."

"I will find you to settle the account later." Early Ming Xia sneered, passing by Xiao Chen, looking at Yi Ming, "Master Yi, I have an account to settle with you."

Yi Ming felt a cold heart and hurriedly said: "General Chuxia, I...I don't seem to have made any mistakes!"

In the early summer of Ming Dynasty, he gently hooked his fingers.

Soon the guards at the gate of the camp walked in with a group of people.

Yi Ming's eyelids twitched, "Zhang San, Li Si, what's the matter with you?"

These detainees, Yi Ming actually knew each other, they were the recruits he had brought.

"Ask yourself." In the early Ming Dynasty, Xia Xiaorou glanced at Yi Ming without a smile, and let her go.

Yi Ming had a bad premonition in his heart, and even forgot Xiao Chen who was carrying it.

Carrying Xiao Chen, he walked to the detained people and looked at the wounded people. Yi Ming felt a little distressed: "What's the matter with you? What's wrong with you?"

Several people bowed their heads, afraid to look at Yi Ming or speak.

"Don't dare to say it? I'll help them." Early Ming Xia said coldly, "In the battle of White Moon Fortress, they became deserters."

One word shook the waves, and when a deserter was in a war, he would be shot dead on the spot.

Yi Ming didn't expect that the matter would be so serious.

"Master Chuxia, did you make a mistake?" Yi Ming was a little unwilling to believe that the soldiers he brought out would serve as deserters.

"You mean, the general wronged them?" Early Ming Xia twitched his mouth in disdain.

Indeed, in his capacity, he did not bother to count a few small soldiers.