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Two hundred and fifty-two chapters general duties

Zhu Biao is a general. No matter how important "healing" is, he cannot completely put the army aside and ignore it. Moreover, he himself cannot do this. The army is the foundation of his life.

——Point General and School Soldier.

He ordered this after the meal.

The horn sound of gathering troops had already sounded outside the public house. Zhu Biao did not rush to change his clothes and armor. Instead, he went to the room where Song Yingzhu was sleeping, and met Yao Jie at the door.

"Master, this... is really inappropriate. You might as well send her back..." Song Yingzhu was taken care of by her just now, so of course she thought of this big problem. Zhu Biao happened to bump into her, and Yao Jie had no reason not to say anything anymore.

"This matter is a foregone conclusion, there is no need to say anything more." Zhu Biao smiled slightly and waved his hand to stop Yao Jie who was about to speak again. His voice was very gentle, but there was an absolute determination in his gentleness.

He went crazy and thought about returning Song Yingzhu back. Song Yannan and Li Haoran had already concealed it from them. A big living person appeared here again. So where was Song Yingzhu before? It would be strange if Song Yannan and Li Haoran didn't fight for him. This

As soon as the matter was exposed, Zhu Biao became the public enemy of the entire world. But he didn't need to explain this to Yao Jie.

Yao Jie knew Zhu Biao's temper, and her face was anxious, but she finally sighed and whispered about Song Yingzhu's situation today.

Stepping into the room, Song Yingzhu was still asleep. After another night, her condition worsened a little bit, and she was really out of breath. She ate liquid food in the early morning.

Zhu Biao's first 'reconnaissance' was released and failed. The second one continued and failed, and it was not until the third one that he succeeded. After this skill was upgraded to 60 points, this situation has become rare...

Three years have passed and less than three days have passed, and the status has dropped to 5, but fortunately, the vitality and blood are still at full point - 100.

Different from Zhu Biao's situation where everything is digitized, people and animals in this world, whether they are flies, mosquitoes, chickens, ducks, geese, or humans, all have 100 points of blood, no increase or decrease. The only difference is that each point of blood

the content represented.

After three investigations, Song Yingzhu was also woken up from his sleep by the ice, and shivered coldly. The thick quilt was covering his body, how could he suddenly be so cold just now? Song Yingzhu didn't understand, but now his body seemed to be cold.

I can still recall the chill I felt a moment ago.

"woke up?"

A man's voice came to mind in his ears. Song Yingzhu's still confused expression suddenly turned colder than ice. She closed her eyes again as she wanted to open them, and tilted her head towards the bed.

The room was extremely silent.

With no strength at all, and no inner strength at all, the only resistance Song Yingzhu can show now is - silently.

Incomparably cold indifference, colder than the thousand-year-old black ice. It was like a solid and indestructible wall, blocking the gap between her and Zhu Biao without leaking any gaps.

It was clear that he had no internal strength, but in Zhu Biao's eyes, Song Yingzhu's whole body seemed to be exuding a biting white chill.

The inconspicuous Zhu Biao frowned. They hadn't seen each other for only two days, so why did Song Yingzhu's attitude toward him suddenly change?

The room continued to be indifferent. Deadly silent.

"Can you...before I die...can you see my relatives?"

On the first day of the recurrence, Song Yingzhu was more panicked and disbelieving, but the second and third days became worse and worse day by day, and she was already desperate. With the super strength shown by the people on the mountain that day, how could she go there?

Get the antidote? You will definitely die...

And when a woman is desperate for life, what is the wish she most wants to fulfill before she dies? Maybe a hundred women will have a hundred different answers. Song Yingzhu just wanted to see her children, father, and husband again.

It was Zhu Biao who put her in such a situation. Otherwise, even if she died, Song Yingzhu felt that she should die next to her relatives. Under such imagination, how could she treat Zhu Biao with half dignity.

But she also knew deeply that if she wanted to see her relatives again, she had to Zhu Biaolai and nod his consent, even if the possibility was slim. But no matter how slim the hope was, she didn't want to let it go at this time, because she was about to die.

He was already dying in three days. How many more days could he survive?

With Song Yingzhu's words, the icy cold atmosphere in the room immediately melted away.

Zhu Biao didn't answer, there was no point in telling lies. He took a step forward and walked to the bedside, and a shadow covered Song Yingzhu. Her breathing did not feel short of breath. He brushed his hand on her face, it was soft and warm, and there was no feeling at all.

As cold as a person's tone.

"If you put your heart in your belly, you won't die, and I won't allow you to die! This poison can only last for three years, and then wear away part of your internal strength. But I won't let you lie down for three years.

Years, at most one and a half years, I will find you an antidote——"

The skin-to-skin contact made Song Yingzhu feel annoyed and embarrassed, and a slight blush immediately appeared on her face, but she didn't even have the strength to shake her head and slap her hands, so she could only insist on turning her face towards the bed.

After hearing the words, her body trembled slightly. Zhu Biao's promise made her heart inevitably rise with a desire for survival. After all, ants are greedy for life, let alone humans. But until Zhu Biao strode out of the room, she still firmly chose the side.

He kept his head down and didn't look at it.

"Boom boom boom..."

At the Bodaoling campus, flags were flying and drums were beating loudly.

With less than three tongs and drums, more than 12,000 cavalrymen lined up neatly and gathered in the school grounds.

The Zhu Chao clan in the left camp was well-trained. It only took two drums for everyone to arrive. After all, they were all veterans who had been on the battlefield. Even if there were additional recruits, the number was not too many. As for the right camp,

There is a big difference, because there are more recruits and fewer veterans. Zhu Biao has made up his mind to use the old to lead the new, but also to give him enough time, right? It’s not even half a month now! The third tong drum is about to end before he can be strong.

The strong assembly was completed. Such a performance could not satisfy Zhu Biao.

Still lack of practice, training is very insufficient.

Another thing is - the two battalions on the left and right are juxtaposed, which does not give Zhu Biao the message that this is 'one army'. He is standing on the general point platform. No matter how he looks at the army below, it looks more like two separate armies.

The team is gathering. There is only 31 points of running-in, which is really far from what Zhu Biao wants in his heart.

"Increase the training intensity by half, and for the rest of the time, you will train them as hard as I can -" The riding whip pointed at the right camp, and Zhu Biao did not hide the dissatisfaction on his face at all.

"Yes, General." Luo Yaxiu lowered his head to accept the order. After standing still, he looked at the people in the right camp and his eyes were filled with coldness. Many soldiers in the right camp suddenly felt a chill in their bodies at this moment.

Zhu Biao was seriously dissatisfied, but he also knew the reason. He did not blame Luo Yaxiu, nor did he embarrass him in public. He had already begun to study the leadership profession when he was in Yandong. Although it was not as good as Luo Yaxiu's.

For those in the officialdom who can win people's hearts with just a few words, he is still far behind. But at least he knows how to save face for his subordinates in front of others and not to vent his anger on others casually.

"General, the humble left camp..." Zhu Chao Zongzong asked. The training intensity was increased by 50%, which was not an ordinary magnitude. Zhu Biao just pointed at the right camp, and he was on the left camp...

"It's inappropriate not to add more. If you want to share the blessings and share the misfortunes, add 30% -"

"Humble duty and honorable order."

"Huhuhu..." The three-tone drum is just a gathering, but the military parade is far from just a gathering. Zhu Biao personally waved the command flag, and the solemn atmosphere of the school quickly became noisy. People shouted and horses screamed, and the two battalions on the left and right moved one after another.

Got up.

This action didn't end until dusk.

An afternoon of busy work gave Zhu Biao a direct and clear understanding of his soldiers and horses. Compared with the veterans of the Yandong Cavalry Army, they were generally one level worse, but compared with the recruits he got when he marched east to Huaiyuan.

It's a little bit better.

If there were no attribute bonuses such as arms and other attributes, with their quality, it would be impossible to reach the level of Yandong Jingqi without two or three years of hard work. But with the bonuses of various attributes, after this month, it would be impossible to reach the level of the Yandong Jingqi.

It is a rare elite. Although the execution ability of the troops on the battlefield will be reduced if the training level is low, this has nothing to do with the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers.

"If you continue to spread the word, you will say that we have only half a month to go to the battlefield. Now the Naju army is strangulating fiercely and is in urgent need of reinforcements. Please tighten the string in their minds. Also, on weekdays

Sweat more and bleed less in war. This sentence is not just a simple statement, you have to find ways to make them truly understand..." Zhu Biao said to Zhu Ming.

He has not yet arrived, the chief military officer and the military chief, and the military officer, the military judge, [Zhu Biao's current level is far from high enough to be a military commander] has also not arrived. The most powerful person in the army is Zhu Biao.

With one person in charge, it is too easy to spread a rumor or something.

Zhu Ming has also been transferred to the Chinese Army to serve as a military officer. Although this is only a position at the same level as a military prince, Zhu Ming, who was freed from the military chores, immediately burst out with his previously suppressed intelligence talent.

With Zhu Biao's full support, it didn't take long to develop an information network that spread throughout the army.

Everything in the right camp is transparent to him. The extension in the left camp progresses much slower, but there is progress every moment. The importance of the earth, intelligence, and information from the previous life is deeply rooted.

It is deeply ingrained in Zhu Biao's thinking and cannot be shaken.

Teng Yongtong continues to recover and is getting better than in the past few days. However, it is still not the right time for torture. Dou Bing continues to take care of him.

After dinner, the entrance to the secret room in the mansion was once again tightly guarded by Feng Enjiang's troops, and crossbowmen were once again ambushed from all sides. Much to Yao Jie's expectation, Zhu Biao wiped his mouth and left.

He went to the secret room without even looking at Song Yingzhu.

"Is the young master going to change his mind?" Yao Jie was shocked.

When Zhou Yunfei looked at my mother who seemed to be shocked by her 'tiger body', the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch, and he slipped away silently. Only the delighted Yao Jie was left in the huge dining room, laughing happily.

……(To be continued Piaotian is recommended by registered literature members


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