"The Southern Army of the Chia and the Qiemo Army... are different from the rumored Western Army."

When Qiao Shiwang arrived in Dunhuang, he thought that the Western Army was like the Dunhuang Prefecture soldiers, or the old subordinates of Hou Junji. But when he saw the Ji Nan Army and the Qiemo Army, he was really confused.

"These guards are all literate."

Guo Xiaoke, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said something, and then he saw a group of guards from the Chinan Army lined up and walked by the streets in a row. Then, he entered the restaurant one by one. The store saw a lot of people coming and was about to come out, but he saw these guards put two tables together, then stood or sat, and started eating and drinking.

"I don't drink."

Seeing the guards, Master Qiao's eyes lit up.

"I also drank it when the fight started, Zhu Ju...the wine in Chinan City was drunk by them."

The temperament of these soldiers is very unique. Although the guests are awe-in-coming, they do not flee as if they were in a panic like they met a soldier. Instead, they find a place to sit down on the side, and then whisper to eat and drink.

"Looking at the fallen leaves, you will know autumn."

Guo Xiaoke was filled with emotion, "If the people are not afraid of robbery, they are a strong army."

Eat and drink in an orderly manner without overeating. After controlling the length of food, the guards put down the bowls and chopsticks one after another. Then they took out a piece of cloth from their unique breeches pockets, wiped their mouths, folded the cloth and put it back in their pockets.

"oh?"

Seeing this behavior, Guo Xiaoke and Qiao Shiwang both became interested.

"Su Wen Qie's army is good at killing and dares to fight, but is like a dead soldier who is trapped in battle. I never thought that it was quite polite!"

Qiao Shiwang applauded and then observed the guards further. He found that these guards were dressed up very well, and their military uniforms were even more neat, without any cumbersome burdens. The swords or arrow pouches were well maintained. This was a very regular army. Even the "ten thousand cavalry" under the emperor's command could not maintain a good military posture at all times.

"Lu Tou, Sima recruited troops for us, saying that there are all from Jiannan, Shannan, Huainan, Shannan, Jiannan. Are we going to expand our army?"

"It's even more exciting. The commander An was promoted. Sima wants to arrange personnel for him."

The leader of the leader stood on one side, while the other soldiers were lined up honestly, without holding hands in groups in groups, and the posture of holding hands on the hilt of the knife was always pressed. Anyone who walked past them was careful to lower his head and dared not take a look at him casually.

Even the naughty kid who didn't know the most was the most unreasonable child, knew that the Qiemo Army was in Dunhuang, and the knife didn't stop, and blood was seen from time to time. Not to mention Dangxiang, Turks, the French, and even the emperor's slaves, all died.

Of course, no one knows how to reveal it at this time. After all, when the incident happened, the Dunhuang Palace Superintendent did not show off his sarcasm. Instead, he sent someone to comfort Cheng Chubi in a nice voice.

There are even rumors that the emperor is the old man who has turned the left leader Cheng Zhijie? Cheng Sanlang is actually the emperor's illegitimate son and will be the "Champion Marquis" in the future.

The story is very solid, and Cheng Chubi chopped up a eunuch and it is really okay. This is intriguing and the taste is very unique...

"Then Lu Tou, are you going to be promoted?"

"I want to go up, but I don't want to go up."

Shi Chang patted his waist, "I was almost pierced by the Turkic cub. If I don't pierce it back, this matter is not over."

"I want to be a long one."

"You are the only one? Let you take your brothers to Tulun Mori. You don't even know where the Big Dipper is. What's the length in the canteen?"

The soldiers of Yishi burst into laughter.

The young boy suddenly turned red and said with his neck stammering, "Why can't I behave like a big shot? I can already recognize the way."

"You, it's early."

Shi Chang slapped the boy on the back of the head, "This Tulun Mori and this vast sea of ​​sand are different."

As he was talking, he saw a team of comrades leading the horse, a thin and tall man in front of him. When he saw this, he immediately waved and shouted: "Brother Lu, have you written the note you want for your coach?"

"Write an egg, what's the note? That's called a report!"

Lu Shi scratched his ears and his cheeks, "I knew a few words and started writing, just like a dog crawling. I've been writing for so long, but I don't know how to write it. Why do you think of the boss? What do those barbarians do?"

"Write whatever you think, why don't I lend it to Brother Lu?"

"If you don't dare to borrow, don't dare to borrow, please write it yourself."

Both sides joked with each other, but it attracted Guo Xiaoke's attention. Before leaving, he remembered Li Ji's warnings to him.

He heard the strengths of two different troops and said the same thing, and immediately became interested.

"Mr. Qiao, I'll ask."

"Let's go."

Qiao Shiwang did not pay much attention to the "notes" in the soldiers' mouths, but was more interested in the demeanor of the soldiers on both sides. He actually wanted these guards to come to the Governor's Office to be his personal guards.

However, this idea was dispelled after several twists. Cheng Chubi was different from ordinary fertile children. He did not start his own business by his father's mercy, and he was not friends. The leader was even more arrogant. The majority of the Anbei Protectorate Mansion, Yuchi Gong.

In addition to these, there was only one real young "civilian" in the Western Regions who was still dealing with the enemy country and bravely circling.

However, Changsun Chong has been cooperating with Cheng Chubi.

As for Cheng Chubi's title of Sima, he was protecting him, so that he would not be led into the ditch by the governor of the Linan Governor's Office.

Coincidentally, he, Master Qiao, is the governor of the Governor's Office of the South of the Linan...

As an old fried dough stick, Qiao Shiwang knew very well that Cheng Chubi was simply a big gem in the eyes of the emperor, the Ministry of War and the Honglu Temple.

As a person who made a fortune by shamelessness, can he be without gaze?

Smiling with his beard, Governor Qiao made his gesture.

As for Guo Xiaoke, he ran to the two men with golden swords, and then said kindly: "What is the 'note' you just heard you just now?"

"It's Guo Xiaoke."

Seeing that the two soldiers on both sides were not afraid of seeing Shangguan, they instead buckled their fingers on the hilt of the knife and looked at this side with a serious look. Guo Xiaoke knew that none of these soldiers who seemed to abide by the law and even had a little politeness were good.

When he heard that it was Guo Xiaoke, he was stunned for a moment and then immediately saluted.

"See General!"

More than twenty fighting men suddenly shouted together, and the whole street exploded. It was a short moment of chaos. A guy who made dough soup actually sprinkled a pot of soup, which made his face pale.

"Uh...no gift."

Guo Xiaoke was stunned for a moment and finally realized for a while.

The head general on both sides said the note, and Guo Xiaoke was surprised again: "You still want to write this?"

Guo Xiaoke was a little shocked because the "notes" written by the leader on both sides were asked by the brigade commander to describe the performances of the Turks, Tiel, Persians, Fans, Qiangs, Dangxiangs, Xianbeis, etc. during the battle. They should list their advantages, such as tall, short, fat, thin, strong, and long. What weapons can be used to help? How many steps can archery take?

These things are not what the big-headed soldiers should summarize. They are the responsibilities of the marching Sima, and even the work of the generals and staff.

"Qi Mo Jun...is interesting."
Chapter completed!