The cold weather seems to be just such a day.

The world is also bleak, and people will feel a little depressed after watching it for a long time.

The winter in Xianyang is still very cold.

Soon, there were a lot fewer pedestrians on the road, whether in the city or in the wilderness.

At this time, humans seem to be the same as other animals, starting to reduce activities, reduce consumption, and prepare to survive this winter.

This also reduced the number of government affairs that Zhao Lang had to deal with every day.

Of course, this didn't make him any happier. Instead, he looked at the south with some worry. After the north was cold, it meant that the south would soon be the same.

"Is there any news from the south in the past few days?"

Zhao Lang stood at the gate of the palace, feeling the cold wind, and asked the slave beside him.

Slave recalled a little, and said,

"Master, it's been a daily report recently. Everything is going smoothly, and there is no special news."

Zhao Lang nodded, no special news is good news.

Everything that can be done in the south has already been done, and the next step can only depend on God's will.

Although he was a little more relaxed, Zhao Lang was not someone who could sit idle. After thinking about it, he said,

"Get ready, let's go to the barracks."

It has been a long time since Daqin recruited an army, and he is about to go to see the effect. He may use these people next spring.

These things cannot be sloppy.

The slave quickly took orders, and not long after, a group of people left the palace and headed towards the barracks.

At this time, the Qin army camp outside the city.

Outside, a group of Qin Jun, who looked extremely thin, were running around the barracks, but most of them were panting and out of breath.

There was still a fire on the side of the barracks, and a pot was set up, and a large pile of potatoes was steaming steaming inside.

A stout officer was shouting at the top of his voice,

"If you can't hold on any longer, stop and tell me."

"I'll let you go immediately, and give you a big warm potato. You can take care of it. You lowly **** will never be able to eat this kind of thing for the rest of your life."

After shouting, he picked up a hot potato and ate it.

While eating, while saying,

"Hahaha, it's so **** delicious!"

"Look at you bastards. After entering the army, you can only drink porridge!"

"What are you planning?"

Listening to the officer's non-stop yelling, all the thin and weak Qin Jun showed a trace of humiliation on their faces, but no one refuted it.

Most of Qin Jun just gritted his teeth and kept running.

From time to time, some people fainted directly, and they were carried down to drink a few mouthfuls of gruel.

After resting for a while, continue running.

Of course, Qin Jun also chose to go to the officer's side.

The officer also kept his promise very much, directly gave a potato to the other party, and said with a smile,

"Hahaha, look, how fragrant this thing is!"

"Eat quickly, after eating, leave all your weapons and equipment! Go back and continue to be your slave! Nothing to grow!"

These people were slaves in the first place, and if they gave up their status as Qin Jun, they could only restore their status as slaves.

Qin Jun ate potatoes. He had never eaten such delicious food in his life, but his face was blank.

After eating, he began to take off his equipment, and when he finally put down the spear, he rammed directly towards the spear.

The officer frowned slightly, but he couldn't stop it. The other party's actions were too firm and too fast.

Seeing that Qin Jun was about to die on the spot, suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the next moment,

Crack!

The spear in Qin Jun's hand snapped immediately.

Qin Jun bumped his head into the air, staggered, and fell directly to the ground.

After Qin Jun stood up in a daze, he saw an extremely handsome young man appearing in front of him at some point.

Looking at the other party's clothing, it is obvious that he is a nobleman.

"Is there anything that makes you rather kill yourself than resist?"

The handsome young man is not only extremely handsome, but also has a gentle voice.

Hearing the question, two lines of clear tears flowed from Qin Jun's eyes. Except for his mother and sister, no one has ever treated him so gently!

"The nobleman asked you something! Say it quickly!"

The officer on the side urged at this time.

Although he didn't know the other party, the token shown by the other party's entourage just now was big enough!

Only then did Qin Jun say,

"Going back to the nobleman, there is news from home that my mother and sister have been killed, what use is it for me to be in the army?"

The handsome young man, Zhao Lang, heard the other person's words, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said,

"Why didn't you report it to your officer?"

Qin Jun smiled bitterly and said,

"My lord, I'm just a slave. Even if I report it, what's the use?"

In Daqin, slaves had no power.

Just like animals.

Has anyone ever seen someone kill a domestic animal and reported it?

Zhao Lang's face turned slightly cold at this time, pointing to Qin Jun's clothes on the opponent's body, he said,

"You are a Daqin sergeant now, and your family members are no longer slaves!"

Hearing this, Qin Jun was stunned for a moment.

At this time, Zhao Lang continued to ask the officer on the side with a cold face,

"According to the laws and regulations of the Great Qin Dynasty, what is the crime for killing the family members of the Great Qin soldiers?"

The officer took a little breath and said quickly,

"Confiscation of property is a capital offense!"

Zhao Lang said with a cold face,

"Then go ahead and execute it."

The officer did not act immediately, but said,

"Dare to ask the nobleman's identity?"

Zhao Lang didn't answer directly, but threw a token over and said,

"Let Han Xin come out to see me!"

The officer glanced at the badge, trembled all over, and hurried towards the barracks.

This is also a rule, even if the emperor arrives at the barracks, he must be notified in advance.

While the officer was leaving, Zhao Lang helped the bewildered Qin Jun up and asked him to put on his clothes again. Now that the weather is cold, if he really suffers from the wind and cold, he will die.

"what's your name?"

Zhao Lang asked softly.

"My name is Big Head."

Qin Jun replied.

Only then did Zhao Lang realize that the thin Qin Jun's head was indeed out of harmony with his body.

But he didn't make fun of it, because it was actually a sign of malnutrition.

This Qin Jun was born as a slave, so it would be **** if he could be nourished.

Zhao Lang wanted to ask a few more questions, but at this moment, a burst of excited shouts came over,

"Brother Lang! Brother Lang! You're here!"

Zhao Lang turned his head and saw Hu Hai galloping towards him.

Behind him is Han Xin.

Soon, Han Xin came to him and saluted,

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Saluting in front of everyone, Han Xin still called Zhao Lang the prince, but when there were few people, he called him the leader.

Hearing Han Xin addressing Zhao Lang, all the Qin troops around him also saluted,

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince!"

And those Qin soldiers who were born as slaves knelt down directly to the ground!

Ordinary people in Daqin did not have the ritual of bowing down, but these slaves were different.

Kneeling is commonplace.

But when Zhao Lang saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little sullen (yun) in his heart, he couldn't bear to be weak!

Loudly,

"Stand up! Don't kneel!"

"No matter what your identities were before, you are all soldiers of Daqin now! The most glorious place in the world! No one can insult you!"

"Your parents and relatives are also the status of common people!"

"I, the people of Great Qin! Respect heaven and earth! Respect parents! Other than that, you are not allowed to kneel!"

Hearing this, everyone stood up slowly.

However, the big head next to Zhao Lang fell limply. Fortunately, Zhao Lang shot quickly and supported him.

Handed the big head to the officer, and said,

"According to the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty, the enmity between his mother and sister must be avenged!"

The officer quickly ordered,

"Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhao Lang nodded, and then led the people towards the barracks.

After Zhao Lang left, the officer smiled and said to Datou,

"You bastard..."

But before he finished speaking, the big head looked up at him angrily, and said,

"His Royal Highness said, I am a Daqin sergeant, no one can insult me! You can't either!"

The officer was stunned for a moment, tapped his mouth,

said,

"You... tsk..."

Wanted to scold but didn't dare to scold, His Royal Highness didn't go far.

With a sharp click, he said,

"Since you are still in our army, go back to training!"

At this time, the big head picked up his short spear and the arrow that Zhao Lang had landed on the ground, and returned to the training team with resolute eyes.

From now on, these two things will be his weapons.

This seems to make the officer a little puzzled.

Even more, I don't understand why the effect is not as good as a few words from His Royal Highness after training these people for so long with the aggressive general method commonly used in the army?

Of course, he wasn't too entangled.

If he could figure it out, he wouldn't be just a small officer.

At this time, Zhao Lang had brought his people back to the barracks.

After falling behind, Zhao Lang asked directly,

"What's going on outside?"

He has only been here for a while, and he has discovered many problems.

This is somewhat different from the method of training soldiers he thought.

Han Xin said calmly at this time,

"Leader, for the new slaves who joined the army, they will all form a separate army and then train them."

"These people will definitely charge forward, so they only need to exercise their endurance to survive the enemy's first round of charge."

"Reducing the speed of the Hun cavalry is enough."

"As for those foods, it's not that the generals skipped them. These people are weak. The doctors in the army said that if they eat too much and are full, it's not good. They need to be nourished first."

Hearing Han Xin's straightforward words, Zhao Lang couldn't help but feel a little cold.

Even if he had already guessed that Qin Jun, who knew the origin of these slaves, would only be treated as consumables.

Reason also told him that Han Xin's approach was right.

He only had one winter, and the background of the Qin army who was born as a slave was extremely poor.

As for the Huns cavalry, to be honest, these people can't play much role.

To be cannon fodder is the best and most reasonable arrangement.

After all, it's better than letting your own elite army be used as cannon fodder.

But now that he really saw these living people in front of him, he still couldn't remain indifferent.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Lang said,

"You are now the chief general in the army, and the arrangements in the army are all at your disposal."

"However, such an insult today must not happen again in the future!"

"As long as these people wear Daqin's military uniform, they are Daqin's soldiers! All the treatment they deserve is not allowed!"

"It's the same for those who died in training!"

After listening to Han Xin, he naturally accepted the order.

After slowly exhaling, Zhao Lang continued,

"How many people have joined the army from all over the country so far?"

Han Xin pondered for a moment, then returned,

"There are about 130,000 reported, and there are still people joining the army from all over the world."

Hearing this number, Zhao Lang was slightly taken aback,

"so much?"

He originally thought that it would be good to have 100,000, but he didn't expect it to reach 130,000.

Han Xin nodded, looked at Zhao Lang strangely, and said,

"The last general was also a little surprised. Later, the people below reported that some people in the northern counties were helping to spread the news that slaves can also join the army."

"He also took the initiative to report and attack those noble landlords who refused to let them go."

"The leader is a woman, and beside her is a very powerful guard named Yi."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang immediately shut his mouth.

As soon as this group of people weren't Meihe Tian, ​​they would go to hell.

Changing the subject, he said,

"Well, it's good that you know these things."

"By the way, have you read all the military newspapers in the north that I sent you these days?"

Every time Meng Tian sent a military report, Zhao Lang would also send a copy to Han Xin.

So that the other party has an understanding of the situation in the north.

It is not possible to go to the north later and not know anything about the situation there.

Han Xin nodded, and said with a slightly dignified expression,

"All the generals have looked over, but this time the situation doesn't seem to be very good."

"Their picture is much bigger than before."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang nodded, but Han Xin's military gaze remained silent.

asked,

"What countermeasures do you have?"

Hearing this, Han Xin smiled wryly and said,

"Boss, it's all on to the front. At this moment, my heart only has some superficial responses. Where do I start with this countermeasure?"

Zhao Lang blinked, knowing that he was in a hurry,

"Well, then you just need to train hard. Next spring, when the snow melts, follow me and lead the army northward."

Han Xin naturally took the order.

After talking with Han Xin for a while, Zhao Lang walked outside the tent, ready to look around.

This is what Wang Jian taught him. In the military camp, you can always get some information that you can't get when you sit in the tent.

While walking, Zhao Lang asked casually,

"Hey, how are you doing?"

When Hu Hai heard the question, he who had no chance to speak just now returned excitedly,

"Brother Lang, my relationship with Mier has improved a lot recently, and she hit me less often! It's also lighter!"

"It's just that she seems to have lost weight recently, so I said that the military camp is not suitable for her."

"Also, in a few days, she may be going back..."

...

Zhao Lang's face was numb when he heard it, and before the other party finished speaking, he stopped the other party and said again,

"I'm asking how you are!"

Hu Hai clicked his mouth and replied~lightnovelpub.net~Brother Lang, I have trained very well and I am not lazy. "

"Hey, Brother Lang, I heard from Erhei in Liaodong that you can weave rabbits out of straw, can you teach me..."

"Oh! Brother Lang, why did you hit me..."

...

In the evening, Zhao Lang left, mainly because Hu Hai had been learning how to weave rabbits for a long time.

All the way to the gate of the palace, Zhao Lang was about to go in when he suddenly felt a cold palm.

Wei Wei raised her head with some doubts, and saw countless tiny snowflakes falling down profusely.

"Snowing."

Zhao Lang couldn't help but look to the north, the snow should be heavier there.

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