Xiangping, the general election soldier. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the cavalry sent to Jizhou has not been returned, and although the possible battle has not been decided, Yanbei has also decided to take precautions.

Not only must an elite army be selected, but also ordinary pawns must be screened to go to Tuntian. After the death of the first emperor, there were two palace coups in Luoyang, Kyoto, and the dignitaries were still tossed

Liaodong couldn't afford to raise that many standing troops, but he could use three field pawns to feed a professional samurai.

"The samurai that Yan wants to select must be able to wear leather armor and big armor, a ribbed ring sword and a big shield, carry a crossbow and a negative arrow, and carry two halberds, prepare five days of military rations, and travel fifty miles a day; 100 steps of crossbow, 100 steps of bow, 20 steps of halberd, 5 out of ten; And drive two horses to travel a hundred miles in half a day! ”

On the high platform of the Xiangping camp, Yanbei looked at the crowd of people in the camp with a rebellious face. More than 4,000 majestic soldiers from all over the country stood in the village, looked at Yanbei with their heads held high, and listened to the selection criteria in his mouth and secretly smacked their tongues.

Is this a high requirement?

It's not high, and Yanbei can do it very easily. Maybe those Han soldiers who came at the beckon of the country could not reach it at all, but those soldiers who had gone through many hardships and followed him here from Jizhou, except for the difficulty of throwing halberds and using crossbows, the other eight CDs could do it. At least most of the Xian Deng Trap Chen, who had been trained in the practice of Yi Yi earlier, had reached this standard.

"These things, maybe you can do them, and even some of the soldiers and horses who stay in the counties must be able to do it! Those who have reached the test will be the pro-army trained by Yan, and behind Yan will be your own flag! Yan Bei said loudly, casually pointing to the black flag stacked behind him, and then continued: "After being selected, train the army for three months, exercise the bow and crossbow, and if you want to reach the eighth out of ten, you will be eligible to get this banner and become Yan's new army." ”

As he spoke, Yan Bei made a gesture, and Gao Ran next to him pierced the flag with an iron spear, and the black flag was unfurled in the wind, with the book 'Yan Zhao Samurai'.

"Those who are selected will get the best armor in Liaodong County, and each person will get twenty acres of land and two good horses. In addition to grain and grass, the monthly soldiers were 400 yuan. ”

Inspired by the hired craftsmen, Yanbei intended to motivate the new army with the best money and land.

The Eastern Han Dynasty officials were paid half a penny and half a grain, and the Baishi officials were paid eight hundred dollars a month and eight stones of grain. Yanbei gave each selected soldier a monthly salary, which was equivalent to fifty stone a year on the basis of military rations. In the early Han Dynasty, the soldiers guarding the beacon were only given two stone valleys in a month, and four or five people shared two hundred and forty vegetable money in a month...... The moon of the Yan Zhao warrior sounds small, but it is already better than the other soldiers, but it is not enough.

Yan Bei applauded and shouted: "Put on the weapons beside you, set off from here to Liaoshui Camp, and the senior lieutenant will lead you to rush back early tomorrow morning...... If you stop halfway, you will give up this selection and begin! ”

As his words fell, Gao Ran put on his big shield and strong crossbow, tied a halberd around his waist and walked down the high platform, shouting and driving the soldiers to start marching, and after a while, he left a messy Xiangping camp and more than a thousand other troops under Zhang Jaw.

Zhangjaw's other troops originally had nearly 2,000 people, and because of Yanbei's order, 700 people were also selected to participate in this selection.

After Gao Ran led the army out of the camp, he beckoned the soldiers to collect the horses left behind and drove them to walk the horses outside the camp, and then walked to Yanbei's side and asked, "General, will this work?" All of us can travel 50 miles a day, right? ”

In the Han Dynasty, one mile was four hundred and fifteen meters, and when they were in Xianbei, they dragged all the baggage and marched seventy miles a day, although the sergeants at that time were not as heavy as now, but they were completed all the way on foot, and they had nothing to do with the elite soldiers that Yanbei wanted.

"Hey, I don't know, I discussed with the high school lieutenant, this hundred miles of turnaround is not easy to walk, and there are twenty miles in the middle for them to travel in a hurry." Yan Bei smiled slyly, of course you can't select elite soldiers on foot, but if you combine walking and galloping, you can still rush back after traveling hundreds of miles in nine hours without falling behind, that is the appearance of absolute elite soldiers, "How many people do you think can come back tomorrow morning?" ”

Zhang Jaw frowned, raised his hand to rub his chin and meditated, "These four thousand people, can they come back more than three thousand?" Don't fall behind too much. ”

Their soldiers have never been hungry for lack of food in the past six months and a year, and last winter they plundered a lot of meat in Xianbei. He shook his head and said, "The rapid march can't stop them." ”

Yan Bei nodded and sat cross-legged on the high platform, stretched out his hand and pulled the flag with Yan Zhao Warrior written on it, spread it out on his lap and looked at it, raised his head and said, "Why don't you be transferred to Yan Zhao Warrior and become a military horse?" I plan to bring this army into Jizhou in three months to fight against the Black Mountain thieves, and if the state capital is unwilling, he will follow me to the Wuhuan subject country...... The scepters of the imperial court have been sent, and they are going to take office! ”

Zhang Jaw almost didn't think much about it, and immediately clasped his fist and responded: "Jaw, but with the general's drive!" ”

"In this case, it is decided, and you, the Sima of the other department, can be regarded as the military Sima of the Yan Zhao warriors." Yan Bei got up and clapped his hands, handed the flag to Zhang Jaw and said, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet...... Hejian Zhang's family, but do you still have relatives? ”

There are many capable people under Yanbei's hands, and these capable people and strong generals are all from Jizhou, fortunately, Fu Zhu, Gao Ran and others all moved to Liaodong with their families, but Zhang Jaw is different. Although Zhang Jaw is not from a wang family, he is also a big family with no worries about food and clothing in the river, just such a person followed him to Liaodong, if he was free, it was okay, but now Jizhou has suffered a military rebellion, Yanbei naturally feels a little guilty in his heart.

Zhang Jaw gritted his teeth lightly, glanced in the direction of Jizhou, and then pretended to be relaxed and said: "There is Wu Bao in the clan, and the domestic servants often dance swords and guns...... It should be fine. ”

Saying so on the lips, but in the heart, who can not worry?

So far, Zhang Jaw can only hope that the family in the river will not go against the Black Mountain bandits.

"It should be fine." Yan Bei said this, but patted his jaw on the shoulder and said, "When the scouts sent to Jizhou come back, I will persuade Liu Gong to conquer Montenegro...... How many relatives do you have in Jizhou? ”

Zhang Jaw glanced at Yan Bei, "There are more than forty in five suits." ”

"That's really a big clan, wait until the Black Mountain is pacified, and bring the clan to Liaodong." Yan Bei said and looked at Zhang Jaw with blazing eyes, "At least Liaodong won't be chaotic anymore." ”

In the face of the current situation in Liaodong, unless Yanbei is not there, Liaodong will not be in chaos. Whether it is the Haoqiang clan in the county with different hearts or foreign clans, or Gongsun Zhan...... No one can turn the sky on the land of Liaodong.

Outsiders don't know the situation in Liaodong, but Zhang Jaw, as the general of the Yanbei Army, naturally knows what kind of wealth the Tuntian Decree and the Tiewu Caravan can bring to Liaodong next year, and how much the strict standards for forming a new army can bring to Liaodong's combat power.

It's just that Zhang Jaw was obviously silent for a long time in the face of this problem.

The relocation of the clan was not a decision that he could make alone.

Yan Bei smiled and asked Zhang Jaw not to care, there is still more than a month to receive the exact news of the chaos in Jizhou, so there is no need to rush for a while. Afterwards, Yanbei said goodbye to Zhang Jaw and instructed him to prepare a hundred and twenty steps of arrows in the camp, and prepare the warm soup for the returning sergeant tomorrow morning, and left the Xiangping camp.

Gao's aunt saw that the weather was hot now, so she made two single clothes, and sent someone to tell Yanbei to let him go back to Xiangping Mansion to try if it fits.

When he returned to Xiangping Yanbei, he naturally thanked Gao's aunt Chen Ken, and then invited Zhen Jiang, who was at home, to go out of the city to walk the horse, and hastily made an arrow stomp outside the city, and the two played all afternoon.

In the evening, with the setting and waning, the two took their attendants to light a bonfire at the foot of Gongchangling Mountain, listening to the insects and birds, Yanbei even rolled up his sleeves and went down to the river to catch some fish, shrimp and crabs, washed the branches and skewers on the shelf to bake on the fire, and after a while, it was ripe and exuded a greedy aroma.

Zhen Jiang pinched the grilled river shrimp and was not in a hurry to eat it, but looked at Yan Beidao, who was concentrating on competing with the crabs, with a smile: "Tsk, Yan Jun, is there anything you won't do?" ”

can ride a horse and dance a knife, and although he can shoot a bow and arrow, he can always win a battle, and he has never heard of him losing a fight. Now that it's good, I find that he can fish and do business...... Such a person, can't he be hungry until the sky falls?

"Didn't I tell you that I wouldn't be able to write poems." Yan Bei teased the bonfire and said very easily: "Chop some firewood to make a small basket to catch fish, set a trap to catch rabbits, this is all learned when I was a child, haven't you seen my third brother, he is naturally smart, and he can catch these things at the age of seven!" ”

"Seven years old? That...... When did you get there? ”

"I don't remember either, it's too early, who remembers this...... Think about it. Yan Bei didn't bother to think about such a thing, but he inadvertently raised his eyes to meet Zhen Jiang's curious gaze, which made him can't help but recall, "I also let the horses for the Gongsun clan, just take the road we walked today, I rode sheep and drove the horses thousands of times, then there will not be so many big trees, the horses and sheep will bow their heads to the river, I will find a place to rest, pick up some firewood and rattan to make some gadgets." ”

Yan Bei's face with a gentle smile of memory, the humility and hard work at that time seemed to be all remembered, the brother in the memory has not died, the world is not so chaotic, except for looking back with a sense of hunger, "The food is always not enough, at that time I look forward to the evening every day, there are no old slaves to bully me, to this place that no one knows, the fish basket can always catch some small fish and shrimp overnight, and the trap in the forest will catch some wild food for three or five days, and I can't afford to buy salt, Just roast it over a fire, and it is also delicious if it is half-cooked. ”

Zhen Jiang sat quietly opposite, watching Yan Bei slowly tear open the shrimp skin and eat a tail with his mouth open, and he didn't realize that he was blushing by the bonfire.

"Anyone else can bully you?"

"Strange? I was thin and small until I was able to drink broth at home, and anyone in the Gongsun clan could bully me, and sometimes my brother would be beaten. Yan Bei thought about it, and then said uncertainly: "Maybe there aren't so many people bullying me, maybe...... It's just that I've always remembered that, so I think everyone is bullying me. But then, no one could bully me anymore. ”

Yan Bei looked at Zhen Jiang, smiled warmly on his face, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

"Because I have a horse and a knife."