Please ask me to be the emperor

Not to mention how Chen Jingzhi returned to his hometown, Liu Yinggui had already prepared vitex sticks and came to carry out the execution. Both Chen and Xiao took off their shirts, revealing their strong backs. The thorns prepared this time are all finger-thick and cannot be broken when hit, but they are like whips. When whipped, the sticks may swell and the skin may be torn apart. It is extremely painful but not fatal.

Chen and Xiao were both good men. When the soldiers beat them, they gritted their teeth and kept silent. However, the two of them were thankful that Zhang Shun saved their face. Otherwise, they would have been spanked like a child with their bare buttocks exposed in broad daylight, and they would have been really embarrassed to see others in the future.

And Xiao Qinhu was even more unjustly accused. He originally jumped out to show off as a hero, but if he was spanked, he would become a "bare-butt" hero. But even if he wasn't spanked, Xiao Qinhu heard them talk about "war of benevolence and righteousness" and "Yi Di has a king" and other words, and he didn't know what these people did for a living. The toad yawned - so loudly. And he also vaguely felt that he had made a wrong decision this time. In short, he felt a bit ominous.

After coming here for a while, the beating with the cane was finished. Although Chen and Xiao were in severe pain, they had no problem walking at all. Therefore, Zhang Shun used both kindness and power to bandage the two of them with medicine, which made them extremely moved.

Now that the punishment has been completed and it is getting dark, everyone has been walking in a hurry from morning to night for so long. They are already exhausted, so they find a remote valley to camp and rest. Xiao Qinhu was most familiar with the terrain here. When Zhang Shun asked him, he did not forget his profession and quickly offered to take the dead tiger away with him.

This time, the tiger was stabbed and killed by Zhang Shuncong, but its fur was not injured, which is the most rare thing. So, Zhang took the opportunity to retrieve Chen Changzhen's horse, carried the tiger on its back, and traveled a few more miles to find a hillside to camp. Fortunately, Chen Changzhen and Xiao Qinhu were not seriously injured along the way, so there was no need to arrange manpower to carry or carry them forward.

None of them had any experience in marching or setting up camps. Zhang Shun had at least seen film and television works in his previous life, and had experience in military training and queue training. He knew how to line up the troops in columns during the march, and escort them separately according to the length of the troops and the length of the troops. Go forward behind your own team.

As for setting up camp, the team is exhausted at this time. Where can we set up camp? It was a temporary accommodation, so we had to roughly form a circle around the oxcarts, and tie the gaps between the carts with ropes, allowing everyone to set up tents in the circle. The tents were made of oilcloth robbed in Mengjin and Mengxian counties and ordinary cloth brushed with tung oil. Ten people per account, arranged vertically and horizontally according to the organization. There were not enough iron pots to grab, so we had to ask Taoist Master Ma to arrange for people to cook thirty or forty large pots of porridge at a time, and let the soldiers eat one at a time.

After finally finishing the work, I was just about to take a rest. Zhang Shun remembered again that it was said that the bandits had fled here, and it was estimated that the officers and soldiers had followed them. It would be bad if you were unlucky and bumped into an officer or soldier, and someone borrowed your head to get promoted and make a fortune. Therefore, Zhang Shun could only endure his sleepiness and arranged for two groups of people to stay vigil and set up a warning. There are fifty people in each group, with Zi time as the boundary, and they take turns to watch the night before they can sleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, Zhang Shun was sleepy and tired and didn't want to move at all. However, he knew in his heart that he was now embarking on the path of rebellion and raising an army, and there were only two endings: one was to conquer the world and dominate the world by one person; the other was to be defeated and die without a burial place. Therefore, for the sake of his own life, he had no choice but to grit his teeth.

As lord and commander, he had the privilege of staying in a separate tent. Originally, Chen Jindou saw that he was alone and had no one to take care of him, so he suggested that Zhang Sanbai's sister Ma Yingniang come over and take care of him for the night. Of course, this proposal ended with Zhang Sanbai trying to beat up the old guy Chen Jindou.

Having no choice but to get out of bed, Zhang Shun felt that his bones were beginning to ache, but the ground was damp. He could only simply spread some straw, but it was of no use. However, this little straw was still his privilege as the lord. With a sigh, Zhang Shun secretly made a note that he should never choose such a low-lying and humid place to camp next time. Otherwise, before the world is unified, you and others will have to get rheumatism first.

When we walked out of the tent, some people were already getting up outside. Zhang Shun rubbed his eyes and saw that the sky was already bright, but because of the obstruction of the mountains, he could not see the rising sun today. Until this moment, Zhang Shun still had an unreal feeling. How could he become the lord with an army of fifteen or six hundred men?

It may seem that more than 1,500 people are not much, but with so many people in front of you, it is like a sea of ​​​​people. Now Zhang Shun understood the power of Han Xin. As the old saying goes: Han Xin's generals, the more the better. This level is really not something ordinary people can achieve.

Zhang Shun was thinking as he walked towards the woods nearby, wanting to sort out his inventory for the night. Who had ever thought of entering the woods, only to see a large group of people inside, taking off their pants or squatting on the ground, obviously doing it. Zhang Shun almost vomited due to the stench and irritation.

Oops, what's going on? Well, there are so many of you. It’s understandable that you all saved up all night, but this is too unacceptable. Zhang Shun hastily ended the convenience matters and secretly made up his mind to dig a simple toilet first when setting up camp next time. Fortunately, this is a simple camp. If you set up camp and live there for a long time, wouldn't it mean that before the enemy attacks, your own home will be fumigated with your own feces and urine and you won't be able to stay any longer? If this is written down in the history books in the future, I'm afraid future generations will laugh to death.

After Zhang Shun finished his toilet, according to the custom of later generations, he had to wash his hands. I searched left and right, but couldn't find the water source, so I went to the Taoist priest who arranged the cooking and asked, "Where does our water come from?"

"Well, go over there. There is a creek about two or three miles away. I sent someone to pick it up. What do you plan to use it for?" Taoist Master Ma asked strangely.

"Well, it's okay, I'll just ask." Upon hearing this, Zhang Shun realized that this was the water that everyone had worked so hard to fetch, and he was too embarrassed to ask for water to wash his hands. But this made me even more depressed. I used to read Romance of the Three Kingdoms and heard that Ma Su was stationed in the mountains, but Zhang He cut off the water source and lost the battle. At that time, I even laughed at Ma Su because he was a general and didn't even consider the issue of drinking water.

Unexpectedly, it was my turn now, and it would be worse than Ma Su. I secretly made up my mind that the next time I camp, I must be close to a water source. Just kidding, if the camping area is humid and low-lying, there will be no problems for the time being; if the camping area is full of feces and urine, it can be tolerated for the time being. But if there is no water source in the camping area and the enemy is so surrounded, I am afraid that I will become the second best to Ma Su.

Zhang Shun remembered that he was too sleepy yesterday and would not have time to talk to Chen Changzhen in the future, so he said goodbye to Taoist Ma and went to find Chen Changzhen. But he never thought that he would be stopped by Taoist Master Ma.

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