Chapter VII Special Training
Wusun Jichang was very excited to see others being offended, and now he is laying out a plan. While drinking a little wine, he teased Mei Ji next to him. There are both seasonal fruits and meat dishes such as sauced beef. Don't live a happy life.
This kind of perverted guy is always annoying, and as soon as Yun Yue's order flag waved, Wusun Ji Chang was in fear and screaming. was carried into the school yard by Qi Qi, and three or five stout men stripped off their clothes and trousers. A pair of leather armor is put on his body, and the means are rude and vicious, and the words are vicious.
"I'm going to practice too?" Wusun Ji Chang repented of his three lives, and looked at the strange smile of the three hundred men. Looking at the filthy puddles and tall brick walls, I felt a sense of being cocooned. Out of some dark psychology, as the person in charge of specific construction. Wusun Jichang secretly changed Yun Yue's size, the trench was increased by one foot and hit the wall three inches higher, and even the dirty puddle he personally soaked in the urine. The thought of swimming in the urine flush made it seem like there were thousands of small insects wriggling in Wusun Ji's stomach.
The answer to him was a big slap from Qiqi, although Wusun Ji Changsheng was tall and strong. But in front of Qiqi, it is not worth mentioning. Pu Fan's big slap slapped on the back of Wusun Jichang's neck, as if a junior high school student was bullying an elementary school student.
Yun Yue didn't answer him, in this troubled era, one more skill will have a life-saving capital. Handan is decadent, and the aristocracy and the powerful are using their last time to have fun in time. This kind of lazy style is obviously not suitable for the thriving Xianyang, and it is better for him to suffer hardships, at least than to lose his soul and bones in the fat powder pile.
"Twenty-eight beautiful people are like crisps, and they cut fools with a sword at their waists. Although there is no head falling. Secretly teach the king to have dry marrow. Yun Yue remembered the famous poem of Lanling Xiaoxiao in the later generations, and couldn't help but chant it.
"Boy, it's rare to have this state of mind. But it seems that there are quite a few women in your backyard. Even my princess Da Zhao hasn't been kidnapped by you. β
Harmonious verses, discordant voices, out of An Pingjun, a guy who relies on the old and sells the old, who is even more so. For this old man, Yun Yue didn't dare to have a temper at all. He is Qimei's grandfather, and he has to call him an old man's grandfather. Not to mention, this guy is still a big spy leader in the Warring States period. The connections in his hands are distributed in six countries, and even the Xiongnu and Donghu are in his spy network.
The reason why the Qin State accepted this big Buddha was not unrelated to the intelligence network in his hands. King Zhuang Xiang and LΓΌ Buwei secretly talked with the old guy for a long time. I don't know what agreement a few good friends have reached. In short, when he went out, Lu Buwei hooked shoulders with the old guy, and he had a tendency to carry back the mountain.
"When did you come? I didn't say anything, and the kid went to greet him. Yun Yue was speechless, so she could only divert the conversation.
"Boy, you have aroused the vigilance of the local forces of Great Qin. These days. There are people on the periphery who want to get in all the time. The old man is here to give you a heads-up. These people can't afford to offend. After all, we are outsiders, and the so-called strong dragon does not suppress the head snake. Fight with them, we can't bargain. β
"What do you mean?"
"The old man's method of forging your body is really novel and interesting. But it is implicitly in line with the truth of heaven and earth, you are right, the strength of people is not the strength of a certain aspect. The amount of water in the barrel depends entirely on the shortest plank.
You can train these jackals into tigers and leopards, the old man has no doubt at all. Even in the face of the elite Great Qin Iron Eagle Warriors, they can win the battle. But the old man is thinking about what will happen after you defeat. After all, the local forces of the Qin State are deep-rooted, and we want to survive well in the Qin State. It is necessary to cooperate with local forces. Otherwise, you will either die or continue to flee. β
Yun Yue understood, as an old fritter in the dark war. An Pingjun naturally has a special channel of communication with Yiqujun, presumably these two old friends have some secret agreement.
"Oh, has the king talked to Yiqu Jun? I don't know what conditions Yiqu Jun proposed? β
"It's fun to talk to smart people, Lao Yiqu said. As long as you lose this competition, he will guarantee your safety in Daqin. If you want to be a left and right chief for the official, you should keep it on him. β
"Oh, your lord agreed?" Yun Yue knows these old guys, in fact, they know better than anyone that politics is the art of compromise. When it comes to bargaining, it's no less than anyone else. You live or die, and the fish die and the net is broken. They are all young rookies who can make them, and these old fritters still want to build a harmonious society in general.
"Chehou, this is the best benefit that the old man has fought for you. Boy, take it when you see it! Lose a competition, get a marquis. β
"The king thinks that if we lose the competition and let the Qin people save face, we will have a good life? With all due respect, Yunyue bluntly said that now we are under the fence. Instead of relying on others to give face, it is better to fight for it yourself. Face is always played, and truth is always born under the fist. β
Yun Yue wanted to say that the truth was within the range of the cannon, but she gave up the idea because she wanted to explain to An Pingjun what the cannon was.
"Oh, you mean ......"
"Yun Yue will naturally have a reward for winning the battle with his sons, but in exchange, Yun Yue will resign from his official position. Aren't they just afraid that my sudden change in office will affect their interests? Now Yun Yue is an idle cloud and wild crane, and he doesn't compete with them. Let them know that I am a poisonous snake. Although the body is not as large as theirs, a bite is deadly. It's okay, it's better not to provoke me. β
"Hahaha! Since ancient times, heroes have come out of teenagers, boy, you can think so. The old man is relieved, and the old man will definitely bring your proposal. Ay...... Now it's really the world of you young people, old man! An Pingjun sighed, with great loneliness. As a powerful figure, he now has to leave a foreign land to save his people's lives and survive in the world. There was nothing that saddened him more.
An Pingjun left lonely, and the people on the field didn't know what kind of psychological gap his old leader had experienced just now.
Wusun Jichang felt that the last breath in his lungs had not been spit out, and then he breathed in a big gulp. After a run, rolling, climbing, crawling forward, crossing the ditch and climbing rope ladder to drill holes. The boss of Wusun, who had just returned his affection, now seemed to be fished out of the water, and the wine and food were vomited out of his mouth in large gulps.
Qiqi's big feet were still kicking his ass one after another, and Wusun Jichang's ass was full of big footprints. Yun Yue said that there are not a lot of blood vessels and nerves passing through here, and the rough skin and thick flesh are the ideal parts for hands.
After only three back and forth, Wusun Jichang was afraid that he would never move on the ground again. His hair was wet with sweat, and his tongue was long.
A group of stout men are under the pergola, gulping mung bean soup and eating pot helmets. Each person also has a large piece of sauced beef, and high-intensity physical training requires a lot of water and nutrients. Now they eat six meals a day, and according to Yun Yue, their strength is to train the food they eat.
LΓΌ Buwei was very supportive of Yun Yue's military training, and in his opinion, all the forces that could fight against the local faction of Great Qin could be united. Especially after observing Yun Yue's training methods, fifty generals were forced in. And patted his chest and assured that he had covered all the costs of this training.
Although dissatisfied with the fifty students who were crammed in, Yun Yue welcomed Lu Tuhao's local tyrant behavior. It is not a small amount for hundreds of big men to eat, drink and Lazar a day, and now Yun Yue, who has a small profit, can't support such a huge expense.
While the men were eating, a team secretly drove into the camp. The LΓΌ Buwei family guarding the door has always been more horizontal than a bald-tailed dog, but at this time they are as docile as quails. One by one, they knelt on the ground, allowing the high-spirited soldiers to pass in a procession.
The well-dressed soldiers were disdainful when they saw a group of mud-covered men eating and drinking under the straw mat pergola. They were all dirty as pigs, and their paws were still stained with dirt, so they grabbed the yellow things and the meat and gnawed them violently. Although I look down on this group of dirt buns, the fragrance from the shed is indeed attractive. I don't know what that yellow thing is, but it seems to be delicious. I didn't see the dirty guys all eating with bulging cheeks, like large marmots.
"Hey, talk about you. Give grandpa a piece of that thing and let him taste it. A lieutenant-like fellow pointed at the cook with a whip in his hand.
He was unlucky, the gray-haired cook was none other than Old Jiang. In fact, he is not a cook, but only a cameo to help distribute food.
Thinking that it was Lu Buwei's general who was fighting the autumn wind again, Lao Jiang casually threw a pot helmet over. The lieutenant didn't expect the other party to throw it over like this, but it was too late to reach out. A cook dared to be so rude to him, and the Qin people, who had always been hierarchical, considered it an insult.
"Straight thief, the old dog of Zhao Guo actually dares to humiliate grandpa." Before the words landed, a whip was drawn.
"Smack!" A whip struck Lao Jiang's back firmly, and a blood-red purlin immediately bulged.
"How daring!" Lao Jiang was busy distributing food and didn't expect the other party to make a move, Wusun Ji Chang, who was closest to the captain, jumped up, and the pottery bowl in his hand with mung bean porridge was buckled on the captain's head.
The scuffle took place almost instantly, and hundreds of men were in a mess in the grass hut. Tables and chairs, clay bowls, rice bowls, and even spoons for scooping soup became weapons.
On the high platform not far away, Lu Buwei and Yun Yue accompanied an elegant middle-aged man to stand and watch the battle.
"No, what do you say about the victory?" The middle-aged man watched the battle with great interest and asked Lu Buwei beside him.
"My lord, according to Buwei. This battle is bound to be won by the warriors under the command of Mr. Yun, although the Great Qin Forbidden Army is the elite of my Great Qin, it seems to be a little bit worse in terms of murderous spirit. Lu Buwei bowed and replied. (To be continued......)