Night, Gobi, slightly cool.

Gongsun Hu sat on the side of the fire, unable to hold back his temper, and asked doubtfully:

"Boss, why don't you exchange for meat and bone balls? Don't you plan to participate in the selection of Qingzhou soldiers?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the people came closer in an instant.

Everyone believed in their hearts that with Jiang Chen's talent, he could turn his hands into clouds and rain. As long as he could recover from his injuries, it would be easy to be promoted to Qingzhou Soldier.

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth raised slightly, and he laughed softly:

"Let me explain in detail."

Beside the fire, all the people were quite surprised, their eyes focused on Jiang Chen's young and delicate face, showing a bit of curiosity and doubt.

Jiang Chen always maintained a calm expression and asked a question with a smile:

"You all think that my personal ability far exceeds that of those Qingzhou soldiers who have their eyes set on the top. So, in which aspect specifically?"

Everyone was stunned.

The person who is most familiar with Jiang Chen is Chen Buxu.

He rubbed his chin and thought for a while, put on the air of a storyteller, and was the first to comment: "Be aware of the enemy's opportunities and take precautions before they happen; be prepared to act according to the situation and be quick-witted in the face of combat opportunities."

Gongsun Hu said in a deep voice:

"With an open mind, others would never think of setting fire to food to save oneself."

Xiao Wu scratched the back of his head and said a little embarrassedly: "I think the boss is excellent in all aspects."

Many civilians did not hesitate to use all kinds of complimentary words. They simply praised Jiang Chen as a god in the sky who came down to earth to save people in trouble.

Listening to the crowd's series of kind words, Jiang Chen's expression did not change at all, and he asked calmly: "So, do you know the Qingzhou soldiers' qualifications for selection?"

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Everyone looked confused.

Only Gongsun Hu knew something about it. His father was a Qingzhou veteran who had retired from the army for many years. He once explained the relevant test-taking tips to his only son in detail, concisely and comprehensively:

"Martial skills, energy and blood, and the art of war."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Yes, what Gongsun Hu said is the three major standards of Qingzhou soldiers. Did you praise me just now for my extraordinary martial arts or my innate supernatural power?"

Xiao Wu scratched his head and said blankly:

"Then, military...the art of war?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, and with a touch of unquestionable majesty, he said in a deep voice:

"That's not the art of war, it's just some methods, ideas, and cleverness."

Wherever there are people, there will be wars. Where there are wars, various strategies used in wars are destined to be derived. This is the art of war!

But the world is different and the rules are different. Naturally, the art of war cannot be copied to another world, just like the original car formation.

Those Qingzhou soldiers didn't even bother to enter the chariot formation, because the Loulan war horse's jumping ability is far better than ordinary war horses, and they can enter the chariot formation with a single jump and start killing!

If he hadn't thought of setting fire to the food, the strategy of car formation would have almost become a self-digging grave!

in short.

The modern knowledge, ideas, scientific thinking and experience in Jiang Chen's mind must be adapted to local conditions and must be localized before they can shine in this world.

otherwise,

It's just a joke.

And "localization" requires time and learning.

There are only two days left to travel from the main camp of the Western Conquest Army headquarters. There is no time at all, and there is no way to learn the knowledge of the art of war in this world!

Jiang Chen smiled, covering up the lost luster in his eyes, and continued:

"So, so what if you apply the secret healing medicine and return to your full strength? Isn't it just losing your reputation? Rather than wasting your efforts, wouldn't it be nice to exchange your fifty small efforts for some resources that can be used now?"

In short, since it is doomed to lose his reputation, it is better to prepare for a comeback early.

Everyone suddenly understood and nodded in agreement.

Said.

Jiang Chen took out a simple classic from his arms, which was the martial arts "Iron Cloth Shirt" that had been carefully revised by the Qingzhou Zhang family, and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, whether they join first or later, can get one hour to read this Iron Shirt. Whether you have martial arts talent or not depends on your personal destiny."

Although this "Iron Shirt" is a popular product, it is better because it has been carefully edited and eliminates the possibility of going crazy. It is very suitable for these civilians who cannot bear the price of failure.

Poor people, if they fail once, their life will be over...

Hear the words.

All the people were happy and said quickly:

"Thank you, boss."

Everyone rushed to gather around the few civilian husbands who had some knowledge of writing, and begged him to read out the secret text.

Even if it is a martial arts secret book sold by a local, it is still a family heirloom that poor people can only ask for.

Later.

Jiang Chen called Chen Buxing, Xiao Wu and Gongsun Hu to his side and said in a low voice:

"The things I got in exchange from the grain station officials were far more than just an iron cloth shirt, as well as dog skin plasters and blood-tonifying grass fruits..."

Talking room.

Jiang Chen looked at Gongsun Hu and said slowly:

"Your father is a Qingzhou veteran who has been retired for many years. You must have been taught the details of the Qingzhou soldier selection and regard it as a family secret."

"If you are willing to share these experiences, the five blood-tonifying grass fruits here will be yours."

Five blood-supplementing fruits that look like figs were placed flat in Jiang Chen's palm. For all young people who are interested in martial arts, this thing is a hundred times better than gambling and drugs.

Gongsun Hu was about to refuse, but after smelling the aroma of grass and fruits, his body became very honest. Before he could react, he reached out and took the thing from Jiang Chen's palm.

In desperation, he smiled bitterly and said:

"Okay, I said it's not okay yet?"

Jiang Chen smiled and said nothing.

Gongsun Hu sighed, and then shared in detail the tips and experiences his father had taught him, telling them all in detail:

"The treasure used to test Qi and blood is a bronze tripod."

"It will continue to increase its weight over time. When your blood boils, a line of text will appear on the front of the tripod, such as 'Power of Qi and Blood, Six Sections', which represents the intensity of Qi and Blood you possess."

"Therefore, my father also summed up a little trick. If you can keep your mind clear of desires and try your best to restrain yourself while carrying the cauldron, you may be able to delay the time when your blood boils."

"If the number is greater than five, you will be directly qualified to be promoted to Qingzhou Soldier. If the number is between four and five, you will need to go through the second round of testing."

Jiang Chen's heart moved and he uttered two words:
Chapter completed!