Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Considering that he had to report to the military camp the next day, Li Xin did not provide much wine. It just happened to have just vowed to show their fists and kicks. These gangsters are motivated by the blood in their chests, and their self-control and self-control are more than one thing-you can't just say that you want to be admired, and you will be drunk in a blink Mud? And still under so many eyelids, even if the face is mixed in this circle. The dudes pay more attention to such things than ordinary people.

As a result, everyone had a slight taste for wine, and enjoyed the first-floor cooking happily, and then went away separately.

The next day, Li Xin came to the garrison in the south of the city in accordance with the agreement with Chen Xiao.

"His Royal Highness Chu is ready?" Chen Xiao asked with a smile.

Li Xin also responded with a bright smile: "You don't need to prepare anything specially."

Chen Xiao didn't expect this naive soft nail, so he was taken aback. But he didn't care too much, smiled, and then pointed his finger at the dudes in various armors behind Li Xin, and said, "What's the matter with these people?"

Li Xin pursed his lips. Although he knew what an eye-catching scene was behind him, he couldn't help but glance back. At the moment his sight came into contact with these two stunners behind, he immediately regretted his decision to come back.

"I don't know them." Li Xin said firmly.

Chen Xiao smiled nonchalantly, "Really?"

Li Xin's eyes rolled steadily, and then he sighed, "Well, I know a part."

Of course, this is not true. Actually Li Xin knew all of them.

Nonsense, I sat together drinking and eating meat yesterday, how could I not know each other?

But how did Li Xin know that these gangsters would be so stunned? Having said that you will be trained in the camp, it is not that you will be sent to the battlefield tomorrow, so what are you doing in such a complete outfit? Look at each of you, Mingguang armor, chain mail, and a large machete. Those who know you are reporting to the camp, and those who don't know think that your majesty will send you to Turki to kill people today!

Besides, if you really wear good-looking clothes, it's okay. One is more nondescript than the other-this armor is not light, and it weighs 20 or 30 kilograms, if you don't have a little physical strength, you can't wear it, and your expression is naturally languid.

Fortunately, these gangsters are all riding horses. If they are to walk to the garrison station in the south of the city, they will have to get tired halfway. I am afraid that the picture is even more exciting than it is now-lying down all kinds of dudes all over the street? Think about it all intoxicating.

Li Xin didn't feel sorry for these stupid shortcomings. They deserve to suffer, but the horses under them are innocent? If you didn't provoke anyone, you would suffer this living sin, and everyone would stick out their tongues from exhaustion...

The only comforting thing is that Cheng Yaojin and Qin Huaiyu, who are usually the second most, weren't stupid, and came here in plain clothes, not even riding a horse.

That's right! I don't even think about it. The road from the city to the south garrison is not far. Horses can't play the advantage of speed, so they are just slightly better than two human legs. After all, the purpose of these gangsters wearing battle armor and riding horses is not just to show up and be handsome?

Chen Xiao looked at the famous second generation ancestors in the capital not far away with great interest. He asked: "Does His Royal Highness Chu plan to incorporate these people into your team?"

"Why? Can't it?" Li said, "There are 36 people in total. If Brother Chen finds it unfair, you can enlist 36 more people into the army in a while."

"That's not necessary." Chen Xiao smiled and shook his head. According to the rules, he and Li Xin each lead a training camp. The upper limit of each full-management camp is 1,000 people. Up to this order of magnitude, a mere twenty or thirty people can't influence the outcome of the battle, not to mention a bunch of ridiculous dudes.

In fact, it is not necessarily a good thing for Li Xin to incorporate such a group of people into the team. At least in Chen Xiao's view, this matter should do more harm than good.

Out of the goodwill of a fair duel, Chen Xiao still reminded: "These princes have a weak foundation, I am afraid it is not easy to train..."

"Brother Chen won't bother," Li said.

Chen Xiao had no choice but to keep silent.

With the handwriting of the great Li Er, the generals of the garrison station would naturally not embarrass Li Xin and Chen Xiao, and handed over the team of the two readily.

Li Xin led his Manchu camp, and a thousand people marched eastward. And Chen Xiao also took his pawns to the west.

I have to say that Chen Xiao's side is a little more pleasing to the eye. After all, there are so many guys in Li Xin who are riding horses and wearing armors mixed in the team, it is almost a matter of writing "the mob" on his face. Even the stepmen in his team couldn't help showing a helpless wry smile.

If you can, no one wants to follow the well-known Li Xin. I really don't know how everyone will spend the next month.

Finally, I arrived at the camp that Li Xin had pre-selected.

Li Xin stopped the horse first and shouted: "Stop!"

The team behind him slowly stopped.

"We are in the place. We will train here in the next month." Li Xin said slowly, his eyes swept across the faces of everyone in front of him.

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