The scorching sun is in the sky, the stage is quiet, and there is cold, cold, and eroded bones in the air. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Yue's words were a little coercive, and the meaning of his words was obvious, whether it was a centurion or a general in the world.

He only agrees with military merits, if he can't make meritorious contributions on the battlefield, the honor in front of him will disappear at any time and come to naught.

Acting in Taichung, Xiao Chen, Zhao Xuanhu, often ten people in spring, there is no pride in their demeanor. On the contrary, the expression is solemn and humbly taught.

"Thank you for the help, the last general will do his best, and then die!" Zhao Xuanhu stared at Yang Yue and said loudly.

Hearing this, Yang Yue waved his hand, his face did not change, but he was not angry: "This king does not listen to the declaration, only looks at the result." According to the deployment, each army has ten lieutenants, each lieutenant has two deputy commanders, and each lieutenant has five regiments, each regiment has 400 people! Regiments, brigades, squads, gangs, low-level officers, you perfect yourself.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the king needs to see a new army. ”

"Yes, don't worry!" Listening, Xiao Chen's ten people sorted out their armor and responded loudly.

It is not easy to improve the deployment of low-level generals in the army, and it is necessary to know people well and use them well.

The whole process, for the ten generals, is a huge challenge, and it takes effort and energy.

If it's messed up, maybe the current rank of lieutenant general will be quickly withdrawn.

After the seal was completed, Yang Yue did not stay on the martial arts platform for a long time, turned to face the new army in the audience, waved his hand, and said: "Scattered, scattered!" ”

At this time, the ranks of the new army, retreating from both flanks in an orderly manner, showed no signs of confusion.

"Lin Yue, Three Tigers, prepare the horse to return home!"

Today's general, Yang Yue must quickly return to the house, write down the roster, send someone to the ministry, and strive to let the emperor see it as soon as possible, Xiao Chen, Zhao Xuanhu ten official titles, will get the imperial court.

"Congratulations to the prince!"

"Congratulations to the prince!"

Xiao Chen, Zhao Xuanhu, Chang Fengchun and others saluted Yang Yue.

Under the protection of Lin Yue and Han Sanhu, Yang Yue stepped off the stage and walked towards the handsome tent, wanting to return home quickly.

At this time, in the new army that receded like a tide, a soldier, regardless of the cold sweat on his forehead, kept pushing away the crowd, walked forward quickly, and quickly approached Yang Yue.

Outside the handsome tent, Han Sanhu led the horse, Yang Yue had just stepped up, and the new army that had rushed out earlier appeared in front of Yang Yue, and was instantly blocked by the guards next to him.

The man struggled, stood on tiptoe, his face turned red, and shouted to Yang Yue: "Lord Wang, villain Wang Hui, there is something important to tell you!" ”

"What's the matter? Say! Lin Yue, the captain of the guard, walked up to Wang Hui, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and asked in a cold voice.

The prince was attacked twice in Chang'an and encountered a life-and-death crisis, as the captain of the personal guard, Lin Yue did not dare to be a little sloppy.

Any person with unclear intentions who takes the initiative to approach Yang Yue must be strictly investigated.

Looking at it, Yang Yue sat on horseback, waved his hand, and said in a calm voice: "Lin Yue, bring Wang Hui over." ”

Yang Yue was very impressed with Wang Hui, he knew Wang Hui at the beginning of the assessment, and the impression left on him was very bad.

This time, there should have been a place for Wang Hui.

However, during the assessment, Wang Hui was fifty taels of silver, and he played tricks on the brothers he had assisted, and in an instant, Yang Yue's mind appeared.

This kind of person who is too utilitarian for petty profits, regardless of sentiment and righteousness, even if he is talented, Yang Yue will not recruit his subordinates, and he will not reuse his subordinates.

Hearing this, Wang Hui struggled away from the hands of the two guards, straightened his armor, and snorted softly when he passed past Lin Yue, with a few pretentious arrogances.

He walked quickly in front of Yang Yue, bowed and saluted, and asked: "Lord Wang, in four days and nine battles, the villain thinks that his performance is not much different from Xu Zhonglang and others, and even stronger than some Zhonglang, why is the villain not promoted?" ”

Since the first battle found that Xiao Yun and the Right Martial Guards appeared, Wang Hui didn't even tell Xu Lin. Later, during the attack, he observed more and more closely, and noticed the appearance of the right guard many times.

In order to get the rank, the harder he worked, the more he worked, and for the past four days, his expression has always been tense and worried.

should be full of confidence, and he thinks that Zhonglang will have the position at his fingertips.

It's a pity that today's general, even Xu Lin was named Zhonglang general, but the word Wang Hui has never been mentioned.

Thousands of calculations are not as good as the sky, and in the end, the bamboo basket is empty!

Hearing this, Yang Yue's expression was calm, and he was unhappy with Wang Hui's tone in his heart, his language was a little angry, his arms were clenched into fists, and he said sharply: "The matter of sealing the general, this king and Xiao Changshi have considered it comprehensively, and you have not been selected, which proves that you are not good enough." ”

After that, Yang Yue didn't say much, the horse whipped on the greedy wolf horse, and under the protection of Lin Yue and Han Sanhu's ten guards, he rode away.

Wang Hui was like a stake, standing quietly in place, Yang Yue's words flashed repeatedly in his mind, you were not selected, which proves that you are not good enough!

Is he really not good enough?

Wang Hui didn't know or admit it, turned to look at Yang Yue and rode away from the direction, in the dust, his eyes stared at Yang Yue's back.

Clenched his fists, his teeth creaked, and his honest expression was full of hideousness.

Yang Yue entered the mansion, quickly walked into the study, quickly wrote down the recital, and sent Yan Yuefeng to the ministry.

It took more than 40 days to recruit, assess, and train, and the new army finally formed a system.

At the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Changfeng, Guo Zizhen, and Li Yunwei put themselves into their roles to train the new army in an all-round way.

After writing the fold, Yang Yue drank a cup of warm tea, got up and left the cushion, stretched his arms, stretched his waist, and a refreshing feeling hit.

Take six or seven steps forward, open the door of the study, walk out of the study, and go to the dining room!

Walk through the inner courtyard corridor and into the garden.

In early autumn, the flowers wither, the leaves turn yellow, and fall to the ground, as if in a garden, spread a golden carpet!

Stepping on it, crunching, quite wonderful!

As he was moving forward, a faint fragrant wind suddenly came from behind, and a breath was approaching rapidly.

Stunned in his heart, Yang Yue quickly turned around, the dead leaves on the ground rolled up, and Duan Mengrou wore blue satin, like a dancing butterfly, and appeared from behind the locust tree.

The bare hand drew out the willow waist soft sword, passed through the flying dead leaves, and attacked Yang Yue in the air.

Looking at it, Yang Yue exclaimed: "What are you doing? ”

"Lord Wang, take it!" Duan Meng smiled softly, charming and charming, and reminded her with her lips.

When Yang Yue was prepared, the sword pointed directly at Yang Yue, shaking his head slightly and chuckling.

He bent down and reached out to quickly grab the dagger hidden in his boot, and the dagger was unsheathed, and the cold light appeared, and the murderous aura was compelling.

Yang Yue grabbed his grip tightly, strode forward, and quickly caught up.

Recently, he and Duan Mengrou have practiced in their own mornings, and their martial arts have grown well.

However, Duan Mengrou tried to compete with him many times, but he politely refused.

Unexpectedly, the other party cultivated the art of qi strength, and his injuries recovered quickly, and he did not hesitate to attack himself secretly in the open garden today, and he also had to compete.

The surprise subsided, and Yang Yue chuckled lightly, playing with taste: "Yin'er, you are not Langjun's opponent, you lost, you warm the bed tonight!" ”

(To be continued.) (To be continued.) )