Fang Jiabao thinks about his small military skills day and night. He fantasizes that he may be replaced by a guard patrolling the city. He has a dignified appearance. He doesn't have to pick bricks to build walls, exposed to the sun and rain, and his salary will increase accordingly. Just like Pei Shuo, Pei Shuo must get twice as much money as he used to pick bricks.
Hope for the stars, hope for the moon.
Pei Bo entered the willow camp.
Hope for the stars, hope for the moon.
Pei Shuo, who could walk down the ground, lived in peace with Li Yongwu and said a few meat words. Since the disaster, the atmosphere of the whole Xiliu camp has been kneaded from a pile of flour into a bright dough, and the situation that the river does not invade the well water has been eliminated.
Finally, Li Yongwu and others were rewarded. When his name was called, Fang Jiabao held his head high and walked to the centurion with a smile on his face.
The centurion handed Fang Jiabao a silver reward. This is the small military skill of the Beiyi man. He said, "you still have a long way to go. You need to guard against arrogance and impatience, be down-to-earth, and don't move evil thoughts."
The people present immediately recognized that it was wrong and looked at Fang Jiabao differently.
The centurion's words for each other's family treasure are quite different from those of others. Li Yongwu is the leader. When he comes to a person in front of him, the centurion says that you are the pride of Xiliu camp. Good job. It's Fang Jiabao's turn to say that you should not move evil thoughts.
With the heavy silver ingot in hand, Fang Jiabao was very happy. He didn't notice the eyes of others in the camp. After returning to the team, he still secretly touched the location of the silver ingot hidden in his waist from time to time.
He killed a Beiyi man and had a silver ingot. Pei Shuo must have two silver ingots in his hand. Suddenly thought of this, the good mood dissipated, and the heart was not angry. Tut, if he had been present at that time, it was not certain who would have lost the silver ingots.
Pei Shuo was not rewarded, but he was also praised by the centurion.
"Next, let's talk about distribution..." the centurion explained briefly. After autumn, it was the turn of Xiliu camp and another camp to be responsible for the food of Ma camp and the whole Yanmen, and redeploy the people in the camp, "... Pei Shuo and Peibo went to Ma camp, Wangcai Fang Jiabao and others went to the fire army to help. We are jointly responsible for the horse camp and food with Baqiao camp. In this way, there will be a rotation table this year. We will continue to train on the day when we are not responsible. "
The rotation table came out that night. Pei Shuo had just recovered from his serious injury. The centurion was very considerate. In addition, I heard that Pei Shuo would take care of the pony and arrange him to take care of the army horse.
After doing it for several days, Fang Jiabao felt that he was too tired to lift his hand. The people around him were too big and rough to say. Taking advantage of the rest, he went to the horse camp to inquire about the situation. There were Li Yongwu's army ruffians.
Ma Ying.
"Beautiful!"
"You see, the horse is fat and strong with strong limbs. Pei Shuo is really good at raising horses!"
"You won't see anything else except raising horses?"
"I'll go. Why is this boy riding so fast? Now I find that Pei Shuo looks very good. When he grows up, he will certainly bring disaster to many girls. "
The horse farm was full of people, all of whom were companions of the Xiliu camp, and some soldiers they had never seen. They were chatting hot. Standing behind them, they could understand every word. When they got together, they didn't understand what they meant.
But they were tall and blocked his sight. Fang Jiabao couldn't see the scene when he stood on tiptoe.
"Please let..."
Squeezing left and drilling right, he managed to squeeze to the front and lie down on the fence. After wiping his head with sweat, he saw a scene that made him ashamed——
The army horse was moving fast. From a man with a horse to seeing Pei Shuo on the army horse, it was only a blink of an eye from far to near. When I fixed my eyes, I found that there was a wooden fence three feet from the ground in front!
It's too late to rein in the horse's neck or turn around!
When the army horse collides with the wooden fence, its forelimbs must be injured. Once the horse's legs are broken, the people on the seat are bound to fall down. The army and horses are very important. They will not be hurt by other things in wartime. At that time, they will affect the people of the whole Xiliu camp.
Fang Baoxin tightened his heart and held his breath.
Pei Shuo accelerated as he got closer and closer, and the wooden fence was right in front of him. He drank, and the army horse jumped up, crossed the wooden fence and landed steadily.
The sun fell on the army horse, its mane was smooth, and its brownish red trunk muscles were strong. After landing, it trotted once or twice, just stopped in front of the fence, gave a loud nose to the soldiers, and looked at them gently with black eyes.
The young man with a jade face crossed the obstacles and came from the dust.
Pei Shuo's skin is so white that people are jealous. His eyebrows are as sharp as a sword. He rides from a high horse. It's inexplicable that he is a white crane, and they are all a group of chickens pecking rice.
"This equestrian is high." Li Yongwu gave a thumbs up. Later, there was thick smoke and flying sand on the racecourse. It turned out that Pei Shuo competed with the soldiers in the horse camp to see who ran fast. The result was obvious to all.
The people of the fine willow camp laughed and accepted the gambling wine of the people of the horse camp.
Li Yongwu threw a bottle to Pei Shuo.
Pei Shuo took it, gave him a toast and took a sip: "thank you."
When will they get better?
"Pei Shuo, did you learn to ride horses from the horse camp? It's unkind. I learned it secretly and didn't teach it to my brother. " Fang Jiabao gave a voice to brush his existence and stretched out his hand to touch the horse's nose. The military horse took two steps back and shook his head, obviously unwilling to be touched by him.
Fang Jiabao smiled a few times and withdrew his hand awkwardly.
Pei Shuo stroked his neck and didn't give him his eyes: "I didn't learn from Ma Ying, and you're not my brother."
Fang Jiabao was frozen. He felt that the eyes of the people around him fell on him, as if laughing at his overestimation. His face was red, "Pei Shuo, what do you mean! I think of you as a brother. What do you think of me? "
"I don't need to betray my brother."
Pei Shuo led Ma Shi ran away. From beginning to end, he didn't give any alms to Fang Jiabao.
"Who wants to be your brother? If you're not careful, you'll die without a burial place. It's bad luck for eight lives to be your brother." Li Yongwu shrugged and led the people away.
Everyone has been tortured. There are only a few questions. The primary purpose of the Beiyi people is to find out Pei Shuo and retaliate against him, and then it's their turn to destroy the Xiliu camp - yes, when they gather together to answer the questions at that time, the Beiyi people's mind seems to be a little... Not working well?
Revenge on someone is against an entire battalion?
I can't understand the brain circuits of Beiyi people.
Centurion is seriously injured and can understand; But Pei Shuo was so badly hurt that he almost lost his life. Except that some of them betrayed him, he didn't do what he wanted.
They could not find out the results of the centurion's questioning with the general of Yanmen special mission. What the centurion said at the next commendation meeting was very thought-provoking.
Then, Fang Jiabao was transferred to the fire army. He did all the chores. He was not allowed to prepare, cook and deliver meals. He was not allowed to even light a fire. He completely refused him to get close to the stove. Everyone knew it.
Pei Shuo has a good family background, solid martial arts foundation and familiar martial arts style.
What a good young man.
It's a pity that the brain circuit is similar to that of the Beiyi people. The brain has a little axis. It puts a good life, but it comes to be cannon fodder?
Li Yongwu rubbed his chin and wondered.