Chapter 11

Boan barracks.

Ten miles away from bo'an City, there is a vast plain covering almost one-third of bo'an city. The barracks of Qingyang empire in bo'an city are set up here.

At this time, the twilight is slanting to the west, and the afterglow of the sunset is reflected on the high flying Qingyang emperor flag at the gate. Inexplicably, it reveals some sense of awe.

Not far away, three horses galloped to the barracks, more than a mile away, which has attracted the attention of the guard sentry at the door.

"Who?"

"The barracks are important places. People without permission are not allowed to approach!"

When the three horses came, one of the Sentinels had to be angry. He strode forward with a spear and burst out.

"Xu Cheng from the military aircraft Department came under orders. Here is the token!"

Among the three horses, the fat shopkeeper was the first. His equestrian skills were excellent. He held the reins in one hand and turned out a black iron token in the other hand. A big blue character on it was exposed in front of the sentry.

"It's Xu Shenling!"

The sentry looked at the token first and then at the person. His posture suddenly relaxed. The vigilance in his eyes that had not dissipated was staring at the two people behind the fat shopkeeper.

Chen Ze and Li Quan'an.

The three men galloped for two hours before they arrived at the barracks from bo'an city. At this time, the sentry was looking at Chen Ze, but Chen Ze's eyes couldn't help falling on the fat shopkeeper.

This ugly fat man looks like a shopkeeper horizontally and vertically. His military rank has reached Shenling?

The counselor assistant leader is above this. The fat shopkeeper's rank is so high, but he is only a subordinate of the old Mr. Hua.

So, what rank should Hua Lao be?

Vaguely, Chen Ze felt that he seemed to have met a great big man. He had a new guess about the identity of the Chinese old man.

But it's just curiosity. It hasn't reached the point of breaking the casserole to the end, not to mention it's inappropriate at this time.

Then the fat shopkeeper said, "I took the order of Lord Fengji to bring these two people into the camp to select soldiers, and the secondment document is here!"

With that, he took out a yellow envelope sealed with wax oil from his arms. The letter inside was written by Hua Laoxian to fat shopkeeper after Chen Ze promised to accept the examination.

The sentry took it respectfully, but he was not qualified to open it. He asked the three to wait a moment and report back to the camp.

Not long ago, someone came from the barracks on horseback. When they saw it, they were a big man with thick eyebrows and full armor and a long knife on his waist.

Chen zening glanced and saw that there were three sun marks on the armor on the big man's chest. There were nine rays on each sun, three of which were cyan and the rest were gray.

This shows that the big man is a third-class general. His military rank is not low. When the nine lights on the hot sun turn blue, he will have the qualification to be promoted to a higher grade captain.

"Xu Shenling, long time no see!"

The big man approached and bowed to the fat shopkeeper, but there was doubt on his face. After a pause, he asked again: "Mr. Xu, is the number of secondments on this document wrong?"

The fat shopkeeper smiled. He couldn't help looking at Chen Ze, who looked calm behind him, and said, "if there are 15 people above, there's nothing wrong."

"I wonder if it's convenient here, general he?"

"Ha ha!"

The general he said with a smile, "there are only 15 people, not even a dime of nine cattle. Why is it convenient?"

"I don't know what arms the leader wants to choose?"

The fat shopkeeper said, "just take us to Shura camp."

"Oh?"

General he raised his eyebrows, "Shura camp?"

I didn't say any more. I waved and made an invitation gesture. I led the way in front and led the fat shopkeeper into the barracks.

Chen Ze rode his horse close to the fat shopkeeper and asked curiously, "Sir, what does the Shura camp say?"

The fat shopkeeper smiled at him and pretended to be profound and said, "you'll know when you arrive. This is specially ordered by old Hua. It depends on whether your boy has this blessing to enjoy."

"Enjoy?"

Chen Ze looked thoughtful.

However, Li Quan'an, who was behind the two men, looked timid. As a coachman who had driven for decades, he had never entered such an important place as the barracks. At this time, his hands were full of sweat.

Bo'an city is an important place, and there are a large number of soldiers stationed here. After entering the barracks, Chen Ze was filled with scattered tents and soldiers patrolling solemnly. Everyone inadvertently showed the meaning of iron blood and sacrifice, which made Chen Ze feel an infinite sense of intimacy.

This is where he should stay!

Following him and Xu, Chen Ze felt in a trance that he seemed to have returned to his previous life and the military camp he yearned for!

It's just a pity

When he sighed in his heart, he heard general he shouting, "here we are!"

Lian shook his head and threw away his confused thoughts. When he looked around, it was true that it was in the barracks, but it was a very remote place. Except for ten barracks in front, other barracks were very far away.

It is like an isolated island on the sea, which is quite isolated from the world.

"Xu Shenling, you are more familiar with the soldiers here than me. Please help yourself."

General he raised his eyes and looked at the ten tents. He could not say whether he was disgusted or sorry, but he didn't want to come closer. Instead, he arched his hand at the fat shopkeeper and really pulled the horse rope around and walked back.

When passing by Chen Ze, the strange color in his eyes was a little thick.

Chen Ze clearly saw in the back that the fat shopkeeper seemed to sigh heavily, but when the other party looked back, a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go. The soldiers you want are inside."

Then he went to the nearest camp first.

Chen Ze and Li Quan'an naturally kept up and were close. A burst of noise came from the camp ahead.

"Fight!"

"Ha ha, kill this bastard!"

"I'll wipe it. It's hard. Come again!"

"Come on, let's open the door. I'm in charge. Do you dare to gamble, you soft eggs?"

"Bah! I'm afraid you won't succeed. I'll bet five liang of silver. Lao Wang will win and lose you!"

"Ha ha ha, have fun!"

The noise gradually became clear. After listening to the dialogue clearly, neither fat shopkeeper nor Chen Ze looked very good.

Shura camp?

Hua Lao took special care of himself?

Oh!

The fat shopkeeper, who has always been kind, also looked iron green. He brushed open the curtain of the camp, and the noise inside poured out more recklessly.

Chen Ze looked inside.

In such a large camp, twenty or thirty naked men were glowing. Many people were carrying wine bottles. They were pouring wine while shaking their arms and shouting.

In the middle of the camp, two big men with the same bare arms wrestled together. You gave me a punch and I kicked you. Each blow was a hard blow. It was a fist that hit the meat. Li Quan'an only looked at it at the end and suddenly his eyelids jumped wildly.

"Is that enough?"

Seeing that he came in, all the people did not respond. The fat shopkeeper immediately shouted a fierce drink.

silent.

The noisy camp was silenced by his scolding, but then there was a greater noise.

"Hahaha, Lao Xu!"

"My God, why is this guy fat into a ball?"

Faced with the scolding of the fat shopkeeper, all the big men inside were not afraid. Some people came up drunk and laughed: "long time no see, come on, I'll buy you a drink!"

"Drink?"

The fat shopkeeper had a fierce look in his eyes, and the first hand was to blow the wine bottle handed to him.

The wine splashed with a crack.

"You!"

The big man who handed the wine immediately angrily raised the fat shopkeeper's collar and said angrily, "look for death!"

"What?" The fat shopkeeper sneered at him obliquely, "how dare you even beat me?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

The organic spirit rushed out from the side. He smiled and grabbed the man's hand. He smiled at the fat shopkeeper and said, "what, Meng Yang, he drank too much!

"Drink too much?"

The fat shopkeeper's face did not ease. He stared coldly at the people present and said in a cold voice, "drink, gamble, fight!"

"Look at you, but you still look like half a soldier!"

"Fart!"

Although the man named Meng Yang was pulled away, he was still furious and roared, "I don't need you to take care of it. Who the fuck let you come?"

"Get out!"

In response to him, it was the military aircraft token put up in the fat shopkeeper's hand.

"Do you think I'd like to see your advice?"

The fat shopkeeper disdained and said, "my Lord is ordered by the Fengjun aircraft department to dispatch troops this time!"

"Dispatch?"

Meng Yang squinted at the fat shopkeeper, his eyes wandered, stared at Chen Ze's face, and immediately said contemptuously, "that's the boy?"

He bypassed the fat shopkeeper with the smell of wine, walked around Chen Ze, and said, "boy, you weren't weaned when I was in war. Who gave you the courage to lend me?"

The words sounded familiar. Chen Ze sighed in his heart and almost subconsciously took the stem.

After watching coldly for a long time, he probably understood the situation. From the attitude of these soldiers towards the fat shopkeeper, there was speculation in his heart.

At present, he was not annoyed, but smiled and said: "ambition is not high. Junye has been mixing for so many years more than I have, and I haven't seen much progress."

"Oh?"

Meng Yang raised his eyebrows and said ferociously, "you boy, don't want to go out alive?"

Before the voice fell, Chen Ze's arm thicker than Chen Ze's thigh was sticking out, so he wanted to pinch it around Chen Ze's neck.

How can this disorganized grasp hold Chen Ze?

Although his physical quality is poor, his fighting skills are still there. At present, he calmly flashes to the side, and Meng Yang's iron claws suddenly fall in the air.

At the same time, he gave the other party a more contemptuous look and disdained to say, "don't you want to adjust?"

"To tell you the truth, I don't want to borrow it!"

Then he turned and wanted to go out. He sighed, "I don't know what old Mr. Hua thinks. Let me adjust you waste. It's a waste trip."

"Stop!"

"Who the fuck are you talking about?"

"You stinky boy, are you impatient?"

At this moment, the hatred of the group was higher than that of the stars. Everyone in the camp was angry and shouted at Chen Ze.

"Why am I wrong?"

Chen Ze puzzled and turned around, but his finger pointed back and said, "just like you, I can't even beat my entourage. How can I see it?"

With this, he pointed to Li Quan'an, who was wiping his cold sweat in the back, bluffing the latter into a pale face.

This hatred transfer was also used well. Meng Yang, who was about to make another move to get Chen Ze, immediately stared at Li Quan'an.

"Just him?"

"Come on, come out and fight?"

"I... I..."

Li Quan'an was about to cry. Unexpectedly, the fire suddenly burned himself. He was so frightened that he took two steps back and almost fell out of the camp tent.

His appearance made all the men in the camp laugh wildly.

Chen Ze did not change his face. Naturally, he walked over and pulled Li Quan'an and said, "go and teach them a good lesson for me!"