Fierce Husband (2)

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The soldiers of the vanguard were brave and not afraid of death. In every battle, they were the first to confront the enemy as the vanguard, but at the same time, they also suffered the most serious casualties. As soldiers, it is their nature to kill the enemy on the battlefield and make achievements. The vanguard is dangerous, but it is also the easiest place to make achievements. Many people hope to enter the vanguard. And today, the vanguard has once again made the soldiers of the other barracks jealous. Why can the pioneer army eat mutton, drink mutton soup, and fragrant white noodles? Can they just stare?

Under the leadership of Dai Mingcai, the Yihu Army had strict military discipline, especially the 60,000 horses stationed at Huxingguan. It was absolutely not allowed to drink soldiers' blood and oppress soldiers. So for Dai Zhanxiao's move this time, the other soldiers were very emotional.

There are 7,000 vanguard troops, led by Dai Zhanxiao, and because he is the son of Dai Mingrong, everyone calls him Young Commander, and only outsiders call him Little General or General Wuwei. At this time, the 7,000 members of the Pioneer Army were not arranging for training in the martial arts field, but instead acted as butchers with their own swords. Outside the martial arts field, the soldiers of the other barracks were drooling as they watched the vanguard slaughter the sheep and steam the nest. Dai Zhanxiao was not idle either. After Shi Qiang brought the barbecue ingredients, he set up a fire and wanted to barbecue himself.

"How could the commander allow the vanguard to eat alone?"

"What's wrong with the young marshal today? Why did you take the vanguard to eat alone? Although they are the vanguard, we are all from the Yihu army."

"I heard that Chitose gave the young marshal a lot of money. The person who came yesterday was the inner palace beside Chitose."

"Huh? How did I hear that the young marshal's subordinates gave the young marshal the money?"

"It doesn't matter who sent it, someone sent it anyway."

"Why didn't anyone send money to our general? I've long forgotten what this mutton is."

No one in the entire Yihu Army had the heart to practice, and the smell of mutton wafting from the camp "smoked" their limbs and their saliva was overflowing. After the bodyguard told himself that the mutton was roasted and the mutton soup was cooked, the commander Dai Mingrong, who deliberately skipped lunch, took two jars of goat milk wine and went with a dozen generals who also deliberately skipped lunch. The vanguard's training ground.

The martial arts field was a fiery scene. When the soldiers saw the commander and other generals coming, they stood still. Dai Mingrong asked everyone to continue and brought people to the reviewing stand.

"Father handsome!"

Seeing his father coming, Dai Zhanxiao, who took off his clothes and wore only a short jacket, jumped directly to the reviewing stand. Dai Mingrong looked at the mutton roasting on the fire below and dozens of steaming cauldrons, and asked, "Did you bring all the pots from the kitchen?"

Dai Zhanxiao said: "How could it be. We have 60,000 troops in Huxingguan, and these few pots are not enough. I brought all the pots from the pioneer barracks, but they didn't move the main camp."

"Young Commander, their vanguards eat mutton, but we don't even have to drink soup. This is unreasonable." A general said what everyone felt.

Dai Zhanxiao said: "Uncle Song, it's not that I don't want our Yihu Army to have mutton to eat, but I really don't have that much money. The barbecue sauce was delivered from the capital yesterday. Full."

"What about the other brothers?" The Song general was still thinking of his own soldiers.

Dai Zhanxiao smiled helplessly: "I can only smell mutton."