The old mental wounds have not been smoothed out, new stimuli are coming, and Lu Zhe, who is responsible for supervising the military order, will see Hu people being escorted every day, and then beheaded in someone's password.

No matter how unexpected or disgusting it is when you see it for the first time, you will always gradually become numb after watching too much. I found that my nerves were getting thicker, and my mentality was gradually affected by the environment.

Perhaps, as the flail said, Lu Zhe would be grateful that he would go to the battlefield immediately without being drafted, and at least he could slowly get used to the blood in a non-dangerous environment. There will be no such opportunity on the battlefield, and the slightest cowardice and hesitation will kill you immediately.

That being said, Lu Zhe knows that it is not so easy to change, he has recently gradually become fond of drinking, and he will drink a little with food every night.

Can't drink alcohol in the military? Lu Zhe didn't know if there was such a military order in Lu Dao, he drank for many days in a row, and no one said that he couldn't drink alcohol.

Drinking can make a lot of friends, since he began to have the habit of drinking, his social life has become richer, no longer after the order is paid, he comes back to the tent in a daze.

Flails is a good drinking friend, and under the drive of this guy with a simple face, but actually fierce and somewhat humorous, Lu Zhe has more contact with Pao Ze, but each has its own circle.

The tun chief and the chief and even the soldiers will play together, but it is impossible for the tun chief and the hundred generals to hook up and back, even if they drink together, as a subordinate of the tun chief, it will look restrained.

The position of a hundred generals is a hurdle for promotion in the army, and many people may not be able to become a hundred generals after being a commander for a lifetime, and if they want to become a hundred generals in the Qin army, it is no longer a measure of how many heads are killed.

A tun commander who constantly kills the enemy can be promoted to the twentieth rank, but if you want to be promoted, you need to know a lot of military regulations, which means that you have to be assessed, and the assessment often needs to be written, which must also have a certain culture. Literate? Is that what you can learn if you want to? If you want to learn, you have to have someone who is willing to teach, and don't forget what era it is.

I don't know what time of year it is, it has rained a lot more recently than some time ago, Lu Zhe knew from Pao Ze's discussion that the rainy season in the northwest of Lu Dao has come, and it won't be long before the snow will be mixed with the rain, and it will become very frozen at that time.

Perhaps due to the influence of the rainy season, the construction of the straight road stopped, and at this time the Qin army seemed to enter a period of hibernation, except for the rotation of prisoners of war, most of the Qin army were strictly ordered to stay in tents and not go out without military orders, and the social relationship that Lu Zhe had just begun was forced to stop.

At this stage, which is not special, the responsibility of the officers seems to have another meaning, and the non-commissioned officers no longer line up in person every day to receive the morning and night food, but the tun commander and the chief go to the men every day to collect it, and then distribute it to the non-commissioned officers one by one. Of course, when the soldiers receive the meals, they will always check carefully to see if they have been deducted, and if they find that they have not been deducted, they will give Shangguan a simple or sweet smile.

It may be that there is not much dry firewood in the rainy season, and the pot helmet that will be there every day is no longer hot, and if there is no hot mixed vegetable soup to warm the stomach, it is often rained and eaten cold food, I don't know how many people will get sick.

The military life in the rainy season gave Lu Zhi an important lesson, and restricting the soldiers from going out during the rainy season was obviously a measure to prevent illness.

Today, Lu Zhe, who did not rotate shifts, originally thought that he could stay in the tent in a daze, but he didn't think that reality would always be against hope.

"The diligent officer is kind, hurry up and bring someone to get it."

The head of the flail that had just been inserted into the tent quickly shrank again, and quickly departed in the sound of footsteps with dripping rain.

"Huh?" Lu Zhe was puzzled: "Take?" What to take? ”

I didn't understand what was going on, but judging by the joyful expression on the flail, it wasn't a bad thing.

Lu Zhe, who was good at observation, quickly found something when he got out of the tent, almost every one of the tun chiefs led a few people and held a few baskets.

Not only Lu Zhe, but almost all the Qin troops who had no military affairs did not have the tools to cover the rain, and the rain poured down on the cheeks and down the neck, and when the wind blew, people couldn't help but want to shiver.

The rain has been falling for a week, and the rainy season is the most important time to test whether the camp road is qualified, and the camp road in the camp, which has been trampled on for a long time, has not become muddy. The leader of the unit would have been glad about this, showing that even in this damn weather it would not affect the build-up of the army.

Greeting the chief who came to his own tun and bringing the basket in the same way, Lu Zhe and the six people came to the logistics area where the materials were hoarded.

There were already many people waiting in line to receive it, and there were officers coming one after another, and Lu Zhe found that there were many more faces, which made him feel confused.

He asked an unknown tun chief next to him, "What are we going to take?" ”

The man replied succinctly, "Felt! ”

Felt? When it was his team's turn, Lu Zhe found that the so-called felt was actually a blanket with a length of one meter and five widths and seventy-five centimeters.

The blanket was obviously made of linen mixed with animal hair, it was rough to the touch, it didn't taste good, it was a little greasy to the touch, and it was not clear what was like this.

I don't know when the drifting rain stopped, but Lu Zhe, who was soaking wet, didn't feel warm, and the stronger wind made him feel colder.

He saw that many officers who received blankets would pick them up and put them on their bodies as soon as possible, and under the inquiry of several senior officers, he shook his head: "The clothes on the body are wet, and the blankets will not only not keep warm but also make the body damp and cold. ”

I don't know if Lu Dao understood, in their disapproving faces, Lu Zhe simply pointed to the crowd who were still shivering with cold covered with several blankets.

"This ......" the rugged chief was very convinced: "Liang is very reasonable." ”

Can it not make sense? This is basic common sense in modern times, is it good......

If they received food every day or distributed daily necessities from time to time, these were arrangements made by senior generals in order to temper the feelings between junior officers and non-commissioned officers, and it was obvious that their intentions were successful for Lu Zhe.

He didn't know that the other officers had not withheld food or supplies, and every time he personally distributed something to his subordinates, the smiles on the faces of the soldiers would make him feel happy and a sense of responsibility that he had not experienced before.

In the days that followed, the rain continued to fall intermittently. When it was time to take the robe, they would take the robes from their hands, and compared to the Qin army, who had tents to shelter from the rain, the prisoners of war who were crammed into dilapidated thatched huts that leaked and did not receive much food were miserable. They have no hot food, no warm clothes, cramped and crowded spaces, and poor air, so many people who are not in good health will first get sick and die soon if they are not healed, and the clothes of the deceased will soon be taken away by the strong people.

Lu Zhe would try his best to make things convenient for the prisoners of war during his rotation, such as cutting more grass to cover the leaky huts, but there was still not much improvement, and some people kept getting sick and dying.

Wave after wave of wooden carts were used to pull the dead prisoners of war to the straight road to bury, no matter how many times they went through, there would always be a sigh belonging to Lu Zhe. He felt that he had a good idea, and the straight road was a Shura field.

In the third week, the rainy season finally stopped, but I don't know what affected Lu Dao, and the atmosphere of the military camp unconsciously changed a little, and Lu Zhe, who had been insecure and vigilant for some reason, quickly discovered this.

There are more and more fresh faces in the barracks, and the camp is expanded again and again, and one day Lu Zhe is called by the hundred people directly under him, and the hundred people will inform him to prepare to give up the tents of the whole tun soldiers, and a group of guards will come to take over the camp three days later.

Lu Zhezhi said that the so-called guards were in the prime of life who served in turns, which was different from their conscripts who were here and were about to go to the border army to become soldiers.

The moment they were notified, Lu Zhe understood that their mission here was over, and when the guards who were serving in the conscription arrived, they would leave for Shangjun......