Fan Xiaomei gently put a scarf on Fan Chang.

"Brother, be careful!"

Fan Chang touched his soft scarf, looked at Fan Xiaomei, and smiled and said, "Little sister, don't worry, this small battle is as ordinary as eating and drinking water for your brother. After fighting so many battles with the elite Qi army, your elder brother will be safe and sound. If I lose a hair when I deal with those recruits, then I will lose."

Fan Xiaomei's voice was a little choked: "Although I don't know about the war, I also know that there is no eyebrow on the battlefield, so you must not be careless. If you really fight a big battle, you will be surrounded by war-torn soldiers. Sister, I am really relieved. I will bring some raw melon seeds to the battlefield. You want to be a father and a mother, and they can't help you. Isn't this more worrying?"

"Oh, my little sister knows so much!" Fan Chang laughed and reached out to pinch Fan Xiaomei's face. "It might have been like this in the past, but this class of recruits is really different. Don't worry, the one standing next to your elder brother is not an ordinary recruit, so, just put your heart in your stomach."

Kong Lianshun, who was standing aside, explained: "Little sister, have you told you that this time there is that noble man? He came to the army to save gold."

"It is such a person that makes people angry and worried. They don't know anything and can't do anything. When they go to the battlefield, they will only implicate you." Fan Xiaomei pouted and became increasingly dissatisfied.

"This noble man named Min Qi is still a little different from the noble man you imagine." Fan Chang smiled and said, "To be honest, it is the first time I have encountered such a noble man who can endure hardships. If you really want to talk about this person's martial arts cultivation, even if you are younger than me, you are really higher than me. If you have to fight alone, he can cut me down on two of me. Of course, if you command the troops to fight, I can beat him a few of them one by one."

"Don't worry, little sister. This noble man not only has good martial arts cultivation, but also has many guards around him. These people are all veterans, but they are all pretending to be recruits and hang out under your brother. So, Lao Fan's expedition this time is probably easier than in previous years, right?"

"That's what I said!" Fan Chang sighed: "But this was a waste of this opportunity. These people will leave soon after, and then my subordinates will have a gap, and I'm still annoyed when I think about it."

"Why bother Brother Fan? They are leaving, and then you will go to General Wang and ask him to make up for you. Of course, the new recruits don't want it, right?" Kong Lianshun said with advice. "After a while, you will only take advantage, right?"

Fan Chang's eyes lit up, "This idea is good, I will do it like this when the time comes. Brother Kong, you have a good idea for me!"

"Brother Fan, in fact, you have gained a lot this time. Not only can you make up for some good soldiers in the future, but you also have a passionate relationship with this noble young man. If someone like him is a little bit supported in the future, are you still afraid that you will not be successful?" Kong Lianshun said.

Fan Chang frowned and said, "Old Confucius, I have told you before that Fan Chang only takes fame and fortune from the straight and not seeks from the curve."

"Brother Fan, every successful person will meet all kinds of people on the road. Some of these people set obstacles for you, but some can help you. This is the so-called noble person. It is not an ugly thing to have noble people help you. Take His Majesty, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty for example, isn't the Empress considered his noble person? In the past, wasn't Liu from Shayang considered his noble person? Otherwise, Mr. Liu's granddaughter would not have become the current crown princess, which has long been announced to the world. So Brother Fan doesn't have to feel embarrassed about this. With noble people helping him, you can go to a higher position faster and display your ambitions better. There is nothing wrong with this!" Kong Lianshun said seriously.

"Brother, what Brother Kong said is the right thing. You used to make things difficult for that noble man, but now he is about to leave, so you still have to have a good relationship with him. If he really holds your grudges, he will cause trouble for you in the future." Fan Xiaomei also advised.

Fan Chang smiled: "If he is such a petty person, there is no way. If he really wants to have a good relationship with him, it is also after this trial that I set up a farewell bar for him. Before that, in this battle, he must listen to me. If he doesn't listen, I will still kick his ass."

Sister Fan punched her brother hard, "I've always been so stubborn."

"We brothers and sisters are from generation to generation!" Fan Chang curled his smile: "My sister, there are ten days left, it's your birthday. To be honest, I almost forgot, but my parents still remember that they sent me a letter, asking me to celebrate your birthday well, but I don't have time to celebrate your birthday. If I want, go home. On the birthday day, no matter whether you go back or not, I think my parents will always prepare a table of good food and good food."

Fan Xiaomei lowered her head and her face was a little pale. What made Fan Chang happy was that Fan Xiaomei did not refuse this time. He looked at Kong Lianshun gratefully. After Fan Xiaomei came back, he was busy with military affairs. In fact, he rarely had time to comfort and persuade the younger sister. These things were basically done by Kong Lianshun. Fan Chang naturally attributed Fan Xiaomei's changes to this day.

"Okay, I'll just leave for a month. I'll be back soon. I won't say much. I have to leave!" Fan Chang looked at the two of them and said loudly.

"I really don't drink a drink before leaving. Did I bring good wine today?" Kong Lianshun smiled.

"No, there is a storm in the military camp today." Fan Chang said: "Where do I want to drink it? This is the tradition of our army."

"Since that's the case, I'll wait for you to come back. I'll serve you with a celebration wine. Brother Fan, the flag will be successful and the horse will be successful!" Kong Lianshun bowed to the ground.

"I borrow your auspicious words!"

The horse's hooves broke through the long street and rushed towards the army gate. From a distance, he saw Fan Chang's rushing towards the gate immediately. Fan Chang rushed into the camp without stopping and went straight to the schoolyard.

There were already long tables filled with meat, fish, and wine piled on the table.

Fan Chang turned over and dismounted, strode to the middle, stretched out his hand, and a soldier who was following him immediately handed the military horn in his hand to Fan Chang, picked up the military horn, Fan Chang raised his head to the sky, and plucked up his strength to blew the loud assembly horn.

With the sound of the assemblage, teams of soldiers lined up from their barracks.

The first ones were all veterans. They carried their hands and legs spread apart, standing at the outermost periphery, while the two hundred new recruits led by Min Qi ran to the middle and stood in front of Min Chang.

Putting down the military call, Min Chang's eyes swept across everyone in front of him one by one. At this moment, Fan Chang's murderous aura, as a powerful general who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years, was released without reservation. Even Min Qi could not help but feel guilty under Fan Chang's gaze.

"Tomorrow, we will go to the battle." Fan Chang's voice was very low. "This is not an exercise, but a war. I don't want to say anything stupid here, but I want to tell you that when you go to the battlefield, you must have the awareness of death. Every time a new recruit joins the army, there will be such a training, and every time, there will be soldiers who will fall forever on the trial field and never go home again."

"So, now, I give each of you the right to choose, and now you are still qualified to choose to withdraw. If you choose to withdraw, you will not participate in this trial. Of course, you will not appear in the main combat force in the future. In your next three years of military career, I will arrange for you to go to logistics or kitchen until you retire in three years."

Speaking of this, Fan Chang stopped.

There was silence in the field, but no one stood up.

"Okay, very good, I'm very pleased, there are no cowards. Then I also agree that you are ready to sacrifice your life for the country on the battlefield." Fan Chang said: "Now, you can pay attention to your predecessors' heroic attitude."

He raised his head and looked at the soldiers outside.

"Everyone, take off your shirt."

Hundreds of soldiers on the periphery did not say a word, but took off their clothes with neat hands and feet. What appeared in front of all the new soldiers were chests covered with scars, ranging from more than a dozen, or at least one or two.

Fan Chang smiled and pointed at the soldiers: "Look at your seniors. Every scar is their medal of military merits. If you see it, their wounds are all on the chest. Because my Fan Chang's troops have never taken a step back on the battlefield. We only have one belief, go forward, and then go forward."

"Forward, forward, and then towards the gate!" The soldiers standing naked in the cold wind roared in unison.

Min Qi felt goose bumps on his body, but another ball of heat in his belly rushed from bottom to top, causing his face to flush.

This is the army of the Ming Dynasty, and this will be the army of Qin Wu in the future. With this powerful army, why worry about the injustice of the world?

Fan Chang also took off his shirt in a few seconds and walked naked to his recruits.

"Now, it's your turn, take off your tops."

The recruits were a little hesitant.

"Take it off!" Fan Chang roared sharply.

Under Fan Chang's stare, the recruits finally took off their shirts shyly, and looked at the scarred bodies on the periphery with some shame, especially their general. The scars on their chests were even more shocking. Although they were kneaded and full of strength, they were naked and had nothing.

In the army, scars are the confidence of the soldiers speaking loudly.

Of course, there are exceptions, that are the twenty soldiers from the Fire Death Camp.

Fan Chang's eyes swept past them.

Min Qi was particularly embarrassed because he didn't have a scar on his body. Of course he could understand what Fan Chang did, because his father and the scars on his body were also erratic.

"Don't be embarrassed just because you don't have scars." Fan Chang laughed: "As your general, I especially hope that each of you will have no scars on your body after a battle. But if you have scars, I hope that he is on your chest, not on your back. Do you understand what I mean?"

"clear!"

"Judge of the Army!" Fan Chang shouted loudly.

"In!" An officer stepped forward.

"Announce the military discipline on the battlefield." Fan Chang said sternly.

The military judge glanced at the new recruits with an eagle-like eyes first, and then began to recite the military discipline word by word.

With every word kill, the atmosphere above the school ground becomes colder.

"On the battlefield, live toward death. Even if you die, I hope you will die under the enemy's swords and guns. The heroic souls will be tributed by the people of the Ming Dynasty. If you die under the sword of the military judge or under my sword, you will be despised by everyone." Fan Chang said sternly. "Do you understand?"

"clear!"
Chapter completed!