The bad emperor of Tang Dynasty

The fate of Ah Fu was finally resolved. After he was taken to the military registration office by Hai Wang, he really got used to it after a trial. The original backlog of official documents and accounts was sorted out properly. Now he has become a logistics officer. Five taels of silver per month, converted into five thousand copper coins, is the envy of Guo Nuan and Da Biao, who can only receive six or seven hundred coins per month.

These days, Guo Nuan and Fatty wandered around in the barracks at random. Except for a few important military areas, they did not encounter too many interrogations because they officially put on infantry uniforms. Oversized trousers with ventilated sleeves.

Guo Nuan's old man returned to the Governor's Mansion in Shangdu under the guard of a large group of personal guards all day and night, but Guo Nuan, as a recruit, could look at him pitifully from afar, as if Guo Nuan hadn't done anything himself. Guo Laozi will not recognize each other until he has some achievements. As for his second brother who has gone to Wuyuan, Inner Mongolia, that area is close to the Khan King’s Tent of the Turkic Tartars. Guo Nuan blesses his second brother to guard the border stronghold there Don't make any mistakes. In short, the two brothers can't meet each other recently.

The sea team issued a set of equipment, which made Guo Nuan and Da Biao very excited. The bows and arrows issued by the army were made from mainland China. Gong, even his gorgeous costumes and thousands of taels of white silver that he brought from Chang’an were confiscated by the old man Guo and kept sealed in the warehouse. For the sake of life, these things are useless in the barracks, I will let you keep them first, and I will exchange them for you when I am discharged from the army in the future."

Poor, Guo Nuan is full of daily necessities in a car, which was bought by Shengping's wife, and he didn't specially bring them here to enjoy, but after being depressed for a while, Guo Nuan stopped thinking about it, anyway, he still kept it. That golden dagger is the ultimate trump card in hand-to-hand combat.

I heard from Captain Hai that in the future we will start training in formations, and there will also be martial arts instructors teaching unarmed combat, armed combat, and wrestling. Of course, these are not taught one-on-one, but thousands of infantry in the school field. drilled.

For Guo Nuan and Da Biao, the two transfer students, the latest batch of infantrymen who enlisted in the army had been recruited two months ago, so Guo Nuan's study progress was still a little behind. Haitou told them to work hard to catch up. is.

When there is no war, soldiers are usually stationed in the barracks, either for daily training, or for patrol and security work. Of course, there is an additional career now, that is farming, soldiers also work, and generals also work. But that's a demonstration.

Guo Nuan and Da Biao were in a mountain depression on the west side of the barracks. They were allocated more than 70 mu of grassland. They usually took turns to herd more than 100 army horses with seven or eight infantrymen in the afternoon. These infantry bastards are very arrogant in front of them. It is not a big deal to help herd horses for free. They have to take the horses to the river to wash and comb their hair, and sometimes they have to be led to the stables to clean up the excrement. This made most of the low-status infantry dare not speak out, which made Guo Nuan and Da Biao very annoyed, and they kept thinking about finding an opportunity to beat up the most arrogant of them behind their backs when the night was dark and the wind was high.

"Da Biao, it's better for you two not to cause trouble. They have been veterans who have been in the barracks for at least five or six years from infantry to cavalry. They have seen blood cut off their heads on the battlefield. It is not enough for us who have just arrived. For recruits who were recruited in 54, they may not be able to beat them in three-on-one hand-to-hand combat. Besides, fighting privately is also a [-] cut in the barracks. It is not worth dying for a sigh of relief."

There is an aisle in the middle of a large tent, with five wooden beds on each side. This is the dormitory of Guo Nuan's infantry team. Now everyone is talking about the cavalry's domineering thing, and Da Biao can't help cursing , but Lao Gong, who is two years older than Dabiao, persuaded him.

"Hmph, one-on-one doesn't necessarily mean who wins," Da Biao yelled disapprovingly. At this moment, several people in the tent couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, Da Biao, don't worry, once you have made meritorious service on the battlefield and have been promoted to the captaincy, those cavalrymen will not dare to ride on the head of a new recruit like you." Luo Cheng is from Shanxi, Because he looks like a living treasure, with a bald head like an eggshell, and tall and thin, he looks very funny, but he is casual and likes to make jokes. It took a few days for the newcomer Guo Nuan to get acquainted.

Wang Zhengba is a straight-faced big man from Liaodong. He got excited when he heard that Da Biao was going to fight, his eyes lit up, and he didn't care about what old brother Gong said before: "No, it's easy to say, my brother has long thought about it." Beat up that black beard from the cavalry battalion, it’s been a long time since I didn’t like it, reward Da Biao with a pot of yellow rice wine, drink it to your heart’s content, next time I ask them to fight in Lingzhou City, and call me,” a wine jug parabolically threw it cross-legged In the arms of the fat man on the bed.

The fat man uncorked the wine and smelled the aroma of the wine: "Ha, isn't it forbidden to drink in the barracks? Where did the wine come from?" Speaking of which, the fat man was still a little scrupulous, because the military regulations stipulate that drinking in the barracks is not allowed.

"How can it be? Usually, the amount of training is so heavy. Every time I train like a dead dog, I have to crawl back to the camp. The physical and mental burden of the military is very heavy. If I don't find a free time to drink some wine to soothe and relax, it will drive me crazy. Suicide won't work, those of us have drunk it."

Liu Sheng, who was standing upside down by the wall, smiled, and a small toothpick in the corner of his mouth flew away with a "poof", revealing a mouthful of delicate white ceramic teeth and said.

This is Liu Sheng, a white-faced scholar. It is reasonable to say that Guo Nuan is also a little boy like a scholar. However, after two years of experience and being an official, he has killed many Nanmans. The imposing manner has already lost the image of the boy.

Liu Sheng is a rich man, and Lao Tzu is a rich salt merchant in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Call friends to hunt for fun, play landscapes, and experience everything. Besides, his father's family is considered tough. According to his Liu Sheng's words: "The family has a lot of money, and even ten prodigal sons like me can't finish it. "

"Hehe, yes, yes, I drink too. After drinking, we are all brothers," Da Biao thought to himself. At most, his boss found out about this drinking violation and punished him with dozens of army sticks. The fat on his buttocks is thick enough. not afraid.

"Yes, yes, if you don't drink, you are not a brother," everyone booed loudly.

Gululu, Da Biao drank a big pot, and everyone in the camp laughed, it seemed that the simple and honest fat man got along with them,