It is surprising that a humanoid tank like Zheng Sanlang would be driven out by Modao Camp.
The criteria for selecting soldiers in the Modao Camp are burly figures and strong martial arts. Sometimes in battles, it is common sense that once the Modao is wielded, the dance must not stop for half an hour, so every soldier in the Modao Camp must be strong and have
endurance.
With Zheng Sanlang's size and strength, he is the perfect model Mo Daoying dreams of. How could he be kicked out by Pei Zhengqing?
"Did you dig up Pei Zhengqing's ancestral grave?" Li Qinzai asked.
Zheng Sanlang shook his head: "A villain would never do such an immoral thing."
"Why did he kick you out?"
Zheng Sanlang showed an aggrieved expression and said: "General Pei thought I ate too much and had several fights with Pao Ze. He also said that I was out of place in the Mo Dao Formation and could not keep up with the pace of the Pao Zes..."
Li Qinzai was startled, eating too much was probably an excuse. Zheng Sanlang ate as much as he needed for logistical support, and Pei Zhengqing didn't have to pay for it.
Fights should be trivial matters. The army is full of bloody men and they don't all have good tempers. It's normal to quarrel and fight with each other on weekdays.
It is estimated that the real reason is that Zheng Sanlang is not enlightened enough and cannot keep up with the rhythm of Mo Dao Formation.
Once the Mo Dao Formation is activated, the rhythm of all Mo Dao players must be unified, and each move is like looking in a mirror. Thousands of people must do the same. This is a necessary prerequisite for the Modao Camp to become a battlefield meat grinder.
If the rhythm of one of the Mo Dao hands wielding the Mo Dao fails to keep up with the others, it will cause disaster for the entire Mo Dao formation. There will be flaws in the seamless Mo Dao formation, which can easily be taken advantage of by the enemy.
Li Qinzai sighed, this guy gained strength in vain, his brain seemed...
"That's all, just follow me from now on. How about being my part?" Li Qinzai sighed.
"Are you satisfied?" Zheng Sanlang asked.
"If I have enough money, I can occasionally make a little fortune. When I'm in a good mood, I'll reward the subordinates with money."
Zheng Sanlang grinned: "Well, from now on, the villain will follow Li Shuai. If others want to harm Li Shuai, the villain will kill him."
"Li Shuai wants to harm others, and villains will kill him too."
Li Qinzai smiled happily and looked forward to the days when he would return to Chang'an after the war. At that time, he would walk around the streets with Zheng Sanlang, and the famous playboy bully in Chang'an would have another tough general under his command. He would beat up anyone he didn't like. How cool it would be.
The people behind him also looked at Zheng Sanlang and smiled. Liu Asi was transferred to the special team as the leader, and Li Qinzai picked someone from the people around him to be the leader.
This man's name was Feng Su, and he had been a member of the Li family for many years. His father had followed Li Ji in battles for many years, and he was regarded as the second generation of Miaohong soldiers.
Feng Su and Liu Asi have different personalities. Liu Asi has good skills and a rather tactful personality, and knows how to observe words and expressions. Feng Su's skills are a bit worse, and he is also a bit lacking in the ability to detect words and expressions.
But it doesn't matter, if he stays with Li Qinzai for a few more years, Feng Su will improve.
Liu Asi was not much better back then, just like wood. Didn't he sublimate later? Li Qinzai heard that after Liu Asi was paid a monthly salary, he secretly went into a brothel to find girls to do happy things. When he came back,
And he is sanctimonious and pretends to be righteous.
This change is very cute.
Feng Su is fast too, and there will be no good people around Li Qinzai.
"Brother Sanlang, from now on we will be brothers Paoze. If you have anything to say, just say it, brother, I will never refuse." Feng Su smiled and stepped forward, and punched Zheng Sanlang's chest intimately.
His chest was very solid. Feng Su took back his hand and bared his teeth. Zheng Sanlang looked him up and said, "It's nothing, just take care of yourself. Li Shuai said that there are rewards occasionally. Don't deduct my reward. I want to save money and go back to give it to you."
My brother married his wife."
Feng Su was startled, then laughed and cursed: "I won't deduct a penny from you, you idiot!"
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After the two armies joined forces, the Tang army and the Goguryeo army entered a stage of confrontation.
Both sides were deploying troops and generals. In order to expand the results of the war, the Tang army sent garrison troops to each occupied city. In order to defend themselves, the Goguryeo army also sent more troops and food supplies to their respective cities.
Although there was no fighting in the next few days, the solemn and solemn atmosphere in the air became stronger.
The generals all knew that calm meant that a bigger storm was coming.
Li Qinzai completely relaxed, and Wang Fangyi arranged his daily drills. He only needed to live well and try his best to live a refined life in this boring military camp.
There was a charcoal stove at the door of the handsome tent, and a clay pot was placed on the charcoal stove, with gurgling bubbles inside.
Xiao Baga squatted next to Li Qinzai, holding a tray in his hand. There were various condiments on the tray, including ginseng and ginger slices. The ingredient was a hen. The tribesmen got it from nearby villages. According to them
Li Qinzai didn't believe it when he said he bought it from local villagers.
The hen has been simmering for more than an hour, and the chicken soup has thickened into juice. When the pottery cover is opened, a rich aroma comes out, and Xiao Baga next to him can't help sniffing.
"Want to drink?" Li Qinzai asked with a wink.
Xiao Baga smiled sweetly and nodded: "I have been learning Wu Shaolang's cooking skills, but I still can't master it."
A small wooden spoon scooped up the chicken soup, blew it to cool down and put it into Xiao Baga's mouth.
Xiao Baga took a careful sip, and his face seemed to be illuminated by a lighting engineer, instantly brightening up.
"It tastes good!" Xiao Baga nodded repeatedly, then pursed his lips and gently tugged on his sleeve: "I still want to drink..."
Since becoming a couple with Li Qinzai, Xiao Baga's personality has changed a lot, and now he has actually learned to act like a spoiled child.
Of course Li Qinzai had to satisfy her: "Call me daddy."
"What is 'Dad'?"
"Don't worry about it in Turkic language. It has the same meaning as your 'KI chicken'. From now on, when I am very powerful, you will call me that."
Xiao Baga's face turned red, she seemed to understand.
After glaring at him cautiously, Xiao Baga still whispered: "...Dad."
Li Qinzai was very happy: "You're so good. I'll give you half of the chicken soup, and put the other half in a small jar for me. I'll give it to grandpa."
Xiao Baga hurriedly said: "Give them all to grandpa, I don't need them anymore."
After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Baga said carefully: "Husband, can you let me go with you? I also want to fulfill my filial piety."
Li Qinzai thought for a while and said: "Okay, it's time for you to use your new identity to meet grandpa."
Xiao Baga thanked him happily, and then flew into the handsome tent, rustling for a while, changed into a very formal and dignified Yun Shang, even the bun was re-twirled, with several golden sticks inserted into the high bun. Chai, looks like a lady.
The clay pots were strung up with straw ropes and carried in his hands. Xiao Baga followed Li Qinzai as if he were walking on thin ice. He lowered his eyebrows and regarded his husband as his first priority, which indeed made Li Qinzai's masculinity a bit inflated.
After crossing the camp for nearly ten miles, Li Qinzai and Xiao Baga arrived at Li Ji's handsome tent.
When the fifth young man of the Li family met his grandfather, the troops outside would not stop him at all, and Li Qinzai and Xiao Baga went inside directly.
After entering the commander's tent, Li Qinzai bowed and saluted. Li Ji laughed, but was startled when he saw Xiao Baga behind him.
Xiao Baga, however, looked extremely formal. She straightened her clothes carefully, then bowed to Li Ji and bowed to Li Ji.
"The Li clan, Kono Sanliang, pays homage to my grandfather."