After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 194 Enlistment

  Opportunities only favor those who are prepared.

  The monarch was even more satisfied when he saw that he was confident, and then began to ask him how many soldiers and horses he needed and how much time it would take.

  He Chunhua sighed: "After I answered, the king's smile faded."

  He Lingchuan was dissatisfied: "Does the king think that after we go to the north, we can take back Xunzhou lightly?"

"Quick battle and quick decision is probably the wish of every monarch." He Yue shook his head, "The pressure of two-line combat is too great. Wang Ting's attack on Dong Haoming in the west is already very difficult, and now the northern line is tight, and the soldiers, horses, money and food are all in vain. cannot be missing."

   In the final analysis, it is still a matter of cost.

  He Yue is concerned about: "Did the king agree to the request of the father for soldiers and horses?"

  He Chunhua shook his head: "The number I reported is not acceptable, the king cut it down to 30%."

  He Lingchuan wondered: "Is it still possible to bargain?" Wang Ting's place is also the same as the vegetable market?

He Chunhua sighed for a long time: "Bringing this up, the king lost his temper, saying that we don't care about the hard-won money and food, and the hardships of people's livelihood. I can only lower this number again and again, but the king keeps pressing it down again and again." .”

  He Lingchuan sneered: "Sancheng, hehe, how can people fight when they are hungry?"

   "It's said to be 30%, and 15% to the ground is not bad." He Chunhua sneered, "There is still a step-by-step greed for ink." He knows this all too well.

   "The battle can still be fought?"

   "As a father, I am already the manager of Xiazhou, and I have to do things when I get to the ground." He Chunhua didn't seem to be disappointed, "It's okay, I have expected the king's reaction, and the reported number... is a little more generous."

  He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, Dad can do it.

   "Besides, most of the soldiers and horses in the local area still have to be supported by the local area, and there may be monster soldiers available. Wang Ting's subsidy is just icing on the cake. Heh, the Xunzhou pastor on the opposite side can do it, and of course I can do it too."

  He Chunhua took out a brocade bag at this point, and handed it to He Lingchuan: "In order to commend your bravery in defending against the enemy, the king named you Youyun Cavalry Captain, and you will be regarded as the sixth rank."

   Mrs. Ying and He Yue exclaimed, He Lingchuan was overjoyed, took the brocade bag and tore it open, and saw a kite coin falling out of it.

  He grabbed it and played with it twice, then threw it into the air: "From now on, I'm also an official!"

  He Yue couldn't help correcting him: "Brother, this is not a real job."

  He Lingchuan glared at him: "When I join the army, won't I have a real job?"

  He Chunhua smiled and said nothing.

  He Lingchuan weighed the newly acquired kite money and asked, "Is there nothing else from the king? Gold, silver and jewelry are also fine."

   "The national treasury is empty, and you didn't make meritorious service on the battlefield." He Chunhua scolded with a smile, "It would be nice to award you a medal, do you want a reward?"

   "I saved General Ke, is that more important than killing the enemy on the battlefield?"

  He Chunhua didn't care about the eldest son's muttering, and cut the topic: "What happened to Shi Huan today?"

  The two sons spoke separately.

He Chunhua slapped his thigh hard when he heard that the chief of Zhonglu in Songyang Mansion was going north with the support army, and said a few good words: "We will start building troops and stockpiling food when we arrive in Xiazhou. Advice, that would be great!"

  He Lingchuan put on a fake face: "Don't you blame me for handing over the purple golden pestle?"

  He Chunhua smiled all over his face: "Although the pestle is a spiritual weapon, no one in our family can use it. It is a good deal to exchange something that is no longer needed for a master craftsman. How can I blame you as a father?"

  He Lingchuan repeated Li Fubo's request, and He Chunhua shook his head: "Bamboo tube? There are not many relics of Sun Fuping, and there is no bamboo tube in it."

   "Are you sure? Do you want to confirm again?"

   "You can't trust me?" He Chunhua smiled, "Shall I show them all for you to see one by one?"

  He Lingchuan laughed dryly: "That's not necessary, Dad is much more sophisticated than me, if there is no such thing, it means there is no such thing."

"Brother, you just said the walnut boat, um, the mustard boat was borrowed by Sun Fuping from the Marquis of Songyang?" He Yue thought carefully, "To this day, this Master Li can still say openly that his lord is Sun Fuping friend?"

  In the past two months, the **** turmoil near the capital, isn't it all the "fellow party" of the monarch who is severely punishing the rebels? Isn't Marquis Songyang afraid?

  He Lingchuan quietly grilled the rice: "How would I know?" Before arriving in Shihuan, he had never even heard of the name of Songyang Mansion.

  He Chunhua thought for a while: "The Marquis of Songyang not only has a title, but also is the head of a sect. He is a very special existence in my country, so it is not easy to judge it with common sense."

He continued: "Your Majesty is full of hostility. Not killing people may not be enough to appease the emperor's wrath. In my opinion, the capital will be in turmoil in the next few days. We'd better set off as soon as possible. Well, it's over here, and we'll leave the day after tomorrow. To avoid being said that I am stranded in the capital and form gangs."

He knew very well in his heart that the monarch summoned him overnight, firstly to show his importance to him, and secondly to encourage the newly appointed governor of Xiazhou to do a good job and share the country's worries. This is rain and dew; , What came down from the king was thunder.

  It's all God's grace.

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   With a "squeak", Hu Min pushed the door and entered, just in time to see He Lingchuan shoot an arrow on the target.

   "Oh, that's good, I've made great progress, and I'm only—" He smiled and stretched out his fingers, "It's only two inches away."

  He Lingchuan's expression collapsed.

   A small difference is a thousand miles away, let alone two inches? Static shooting still has this error, which is too outrageous for the shooter.

   "Not bad, I remember the first time you threw a throwing knife a few days ago, and you missed the target."

  He Lingchuan retracted his bow, entered the room and poured him a glass of water: "What wind blows you here?"

  Hu Min's leg injury has not healed, and he has been recuperating at home. He Lingchuan usually visits the door, but today he moved here by himself.

   "There is bad news." Hu Min took the cup and took a sip, "Your application to join the Gale Army was not approved, and Mr. Xiao conveyed the meaning from above, let you practice more and accumulate military merits before coming back."

  He Lingchuan was a little disappointed, but the result was within his expectations.

  Ji has been watching since he entered Panlong's dream by Broken Knife. Otherwise, the Panlong dream would not be adjusted according to his real-life experience. For example, when he encountered the heavenly emperor ooze once in decades in Wolingguan, the emperor ooze appeared immediately in the Panlong dream that night. In the past, it was obvious that he was going to tell him how to refine Emperor Diaspora so as not to waste everything.

  The ruler of this dream may be the Dafang Pot itself?

   After all, last year when Sun Fuping and He Chunhua fought fiercely, he and He Chunhua used the Dafang Pot to weaken the opponent's strength to the minimum, so they took the opportunity to win.

   What if Zhong Shengguang, who turned into a black dragon, is actually not dead?

   What if the will of Dafang Pot is someone else?

  At least He Lingchuan can be sure of one thing: this will repeatedly calls him into dreams, and there must be something for it. The first time he entered the dreamland, his throat was blocked by an arrow, and his second death experience was still fresh in his memory. Judging from this disarming power, the other party should not let him live too comfortably in Dream City.

Seeing that he was silent, Hu Min patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Only those who are above the team are eligible to apply for the Gale Army. This regulation is actually a kind of protection. After all, the tasks of the Gale Army have always been the most arduous and dangerous. Even experience Rich veterans are easily defeated."

The   team is exactly the squad leader, with fifty people under his command.

   In other words, He Lingchuan had to become the leader of fifty people before he was eligible to apply for joining the Gale Army.

   Outrageous.

   "It's okay to start from scratch, I have too much to learn." He Lingchuan straightened his mind, "However, if I don't fight or accumulate credit, I don't even have ten subordinates."

   "The young and strong in Panlong City have to join the army. Ordinary Panlong City soldiers farm for half a year and serve for half a year. They come in rotation."

  He Lingchuan shook his head: "I don't farm the land." The opportunity to dream is so precious, it is too wasteful to use it for farming.

   "Me too." Hu Min said with a smile, "there are only patrols, city guards, and logistics left for the all-weather soldiers. You can choose one of the three."

   "The most frequent battles should be the patrols?"

"Of course." Hu Min added, "There are two types of patrols. Chipa patrols are responsible for the Chipa Plateau, while cruising patrols mainly walk around in the Panlong Desert and inspect the outer boundaries of Panlong City. The two are often interchanged."

  He Lingchuan said without hesitation, "I want to join the army on patrol."

  He is about to follow his father to fight Yuanbei, and his opponent is Zhengbei General Nian Zanli, and the Northern Demon Kingdom behind him.

  Nian Zanli has a grudge against him for killing his son, and he will never let their father and son go easily. What He Lingchuan has to do is to improve himself as soon as possible within the limited time.

   Relying on the mountain, relying on everyone to run, only relying on yourself is the most real.

   Therefore, he needs to go to the forefront of the battle and use blood and fire to temper his Dao heart and fighting skills.

  Every experience in the dream will be his precious wealth.

   "Then follow me, I'll take you to the Patrol Office to sign up." Hu Min turned and walked out. Although he was still a little limp, he was much better than when he was injured, and he walked very fast with his crutches rattling on the ground.

   In another seven or eight days, he can walk like flying again.

  The two of them boarded the donkey cart and headed for the patrol office.

   This trip went very well. After signing up, He Lingchuan went to participate in the on-site assessment, which covered on-the-spot response and martial arts. He had experience of going through life and death several times, passed the test with three times, five times and two divisions, and became a glorious Chipa patrol without any twists and turns.

   After all, Panlong City has been fighting for many years, and welcomes new recruits every time.

   "Congratulations, you will defend your home and city from now on." Hu Min applauded him, "Don't hang up until you are incorporated into the Gale Army." This word "hang" is still a mantra he learned from He Lingchuan.

   "We should go to Tianshuang Restaurant to give you a celebration meal, but Mr. Xiao is going to give a lecture in Wenxiantang soon, will you join us?"

  He Lingchuan nodded of course when he heard it:

"go!"

  Although the name of Wenxiantang is lofty, the location chosen is not serious. It is not a Qionglou Yuyu, nor is it the main hall of Mingtang, but a tiankeng!

  He Lingchuan was also a little surprised when he entered Wenxiantang for the first time.

  The so-called tiankeng, as the name suggests, seems to be a giant hole in a mountain, with a sunny sky above and an underground river at the bottom. The diameter of the pit is large and the shape is irregular.

  (end of this chapter)