Chapter 98 Only when you have flesh and blood can you be afraid of death

The red sandalwood at the recruit recruitment office deliberately let Leng Guyun be located in the refugee area. These refugees were trampled through their homes by Cangguo Iron Horse, and their wives and children were scattered. The hatred for Cang is absolutely the greatest. Even if they are allowed to kill with their lives, they will not hesitate. What she wants is this kind of indomitable fighting spirit. As long as people are not afraid of death, they are fearless. Such a person is terrible, and such an army is the division of wolves and tigers!

The recruit recruitment office is very simple. There is a red eye-catching long cloth with the word "recruiting". There is a roster on a set of simple tables and chairs, and a celebrity sitting next to it.

The recruitment team is very long, and according to their visuals, there are hundreds of people. But Leng Guyun saw this and said optimistically, "The border of a million-strong army in Cangguo is not enough for such a hundred people to stuff their teeth. What's more, these refugees are not in good physical condition. I'm afraid that many of them are living for a full meal.

Red sandalwood did not deny: "Indeed, there are very few people nowadays, only three or four hundred people. But don't worry, there will be."

Aren't you in a hurry? What time is it now? Although Leng Guyun was anxious, he looked at her calm and confident. Judging from what he had seen in the past few days, he knew that she must have a way to deal with it. Suddenly he remembered something and asked, "Yan Yun is here. Do you want to say hello to him?"

"No, he will come to find us." The red sandalwood said lightly.

Several people walked into the recruitment office. When the person on the roster saw Leng Guyun, he quickly put down his work and saluted: "General Leng, are you here to inspect? This way, please.

He bowed as a guide for Leng Guyun. Unexpectedly, Leng Guyun let the red sandalwood go first, and the red sandalwood was also not allowed to walk in the front. When the guide saw this, he immediately changed the guide target.

The long queue looked at them curiously, and soon someone whispered, "Isn't that the people who opened the gate that day? At that time, I thought they were extraordinary. It turned out that they were sent by the court to recruit new soldiers. No wonder the general who couldn't open the gate opened the gate.

A young man in his twenties stretched out his neck and looked ahead and said, "It's Mr. You and others. Last time, the goddess doctor cured my mother's old disease for many years. They are really good people."

The person behind the young man patted him on the shoulder and received it: "Well, Master Ge also left a lot of money for my family. Well, why didn't he come today?"

A crowd of hundreds of people suddenly got a little **. Leng Guyun's face darkened and he said brazenly, "Hold up!"

With the power of the general, the crowd suddenly became cicadas.

Red sandalwood didn't know what was going on around her. After sitting down on the chair next to the table, she turned over the roster slightly. The celebrity who had been standing next to her immediately said respectfully, "Your Excellency, a total of 160 people have been recorded so far. In addition to this queue, there should be five or six hundred people today. "Mzhong."

Red sandalwood nodded slightly. Although she only looked at this book for the first time, she still knew the basic situation. As expected, most of them were refugees. Putting the brochure back in place, she said, "You sit down first and continue to write."

"This..." The celebrity looked at Leng Guyun and hesitated. The general didn't even do him, the little celebrity, who dared to sit?

Leng Guyun glanced at him: "If you ask you to sit down, just sit down."

The celebrity just sat down and began to point the new recruit, but the hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Red sandalwood doesn't care about the celebrities who are influenced by her. She just let her eyes shuttle back and forth among these people who come to apply. These people's faces are tired, dead, and confused, but their eyes still carry the last hope and fiery fighting spirit.

Yes, if you are really desperate, why do you come to be a soldier? Just wait to die. Now that you are here, you are ready to die!

The red sandalwood did not sit for a long time. Soon, Yan Yun walked through the long line of recruits with a paper roll in his arms.

Yan Yun looked at the team and frowned, and his face was obviously angry. He said with great anger, "There are tens of thousands of people in Chu Lingcheng, and there are only so many people who come to respond. Are the others who are afraid of death without flesh and blood?"

"It is flesh and blood that makes you afraid of death." On the contrary, red sandalwood didn't care much. She looked at Yan Yun and said, "There are all deaths left and right. Either you die for the war for the country, or you can become a subjugated slave than to die. Unfortunately, they don't have this awareness. Otherwise, I don't need you."

Although she said this to Yan Yun, the recruiters around her could hear it and couldn't help agreeing. Anyway, the left and right are dead. Why don't you let go and fight?

Yan Yun took out the paper roll in his arms and handed it to the red sandalwood and said, "To be honest, we literati who are free of chickens have written a lot of poems before you talk about this. It's just that the situation can't be shown to everyone. After you come here, we have sorted them out as quickly as possible. Let's see if we can do it.

Red sandalwood took the paper roll in his hand and slowly looked at it. Although she didn't know much about the rhythm, she had a strong understanding in the context. These words, either indignant, or in pain, or passionate in battle, and sincere words made her involuntarily excited. She closed the paper roll in one breath and spread out her hand and said, "Pen."

Immediately, the pen on the roster was respectfully handed to her, and Yan Yun also quickly spread the paper. After thinking about it for a while, the red sandalwood wrote on the paper. Her pen was strong, like a mountain and narrow waterfall, magnificent and smooth for thousands of miles.

A line of words was completed in one breath, and she wrote indifferently and looked at the poem in front of her. This is Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman's Ao Qiusi, which is a first-hand battlefield poem she likes very much.

Yan Yun has always regarded books as his life, and he is even more a poet. At this time, he can't wait to look at it: "The scenery is different in autumn, and Hengyang geese are not paying attention to it. There are sounds on all sides, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke sets and the lonely city is closed. A glass of turbid wine is ten thousand miles away from home, and Yan Ran is still indifferent. Qiang Guan is full of frost on the ground, and people can't get up. The general's white hair is full of tears.

"People can't get up, and the general's white hair is in tears." He slowly savored it, clapped his hands and praised it, and the corners of his eyes were full of tears: "Okay, what a 'general's white-haired tears'! Since ancient times, many generals have died in battle, and how many recruits have shed tears on the frontier, just as the poem says!"

The red sandalwood received it word by word: "A general's success is full of bones."

Yan Yun kept nodding. He looked at the red sandalwood with reverence, which was completely different from the previous gratitude and faint alienation. He said with the most standard bachelor's salute: "Yan Yun is ignorant and has eyes that don't know Mount Tai. Unexpectedly, he only thought that the prince was just a rich and powerful person in the court, but he didn't think that the prince was talented, and Yan Yun was ashamed of himself. This poem must be widely circulated as the beginning of a literary journal.

"This poem was actually written by a master, and I just happen to know it. This is so brilliant that I really can't afford it. If she didn't write it, she wouldn't take it from herself.

Yan Yun thought she was modest and no longer entangled in it. Just said respectfully, "Mr. You, can you read these manuscripts?"

It's not you, it's you. The red sandalwood shook his head and said, "Ok, why not, great!"

Yan Yun happily took the baby's hug and saluted the red sandalwood, "Then Yan Yun immediately went to Mr. Ge and printed it in the shortest time."

As soon as the red sandalwood nod his head, he couldn't wait to run to Ge Xiyan.

Wu Cang Juelan Danfeng's eyes were full of smiles. He looked at her with a smile and said, "Amu's poems are really great. It seems that Amu can govern the country and the world with martial arts. I'm afraid there are few men in the world who can compare with him.

Only the two of them know the meaning of his words. Others only think that it is to praise her for having an opponent, but they don't know that 'no man in the world can match' praises her woman's body but is better than a man.

When her identity was mentioned, she felt that her beautiful eyes were not so beautiful. Red sandalwood had to say lightly, "I'm flattered. It's hard to take responsibility."

The subtle words of the two did not affect the people around them **. The poem of red sandalwood soon spread in the center circle with the recruitment office, and the crowd was excited.

The expression of hundreds of people tends to be fierce, and it seems that they immediately want to rush to the battlefield to fight with the enemy for hundreds of rounds. However, based on the majesty of the general Leng Guyun, no one dared to say a word, and their faces turned red one by one.

The light eyes of the red sandalwood glanced through the faces, the eyes passed, the heat converging, and the callers stood upright. This vision is obviously not awe-sighted, but it's not why. At a glance, they will automatically behave themselves.

Seeing that the restlessness subsided, she said faintly, "I know you want revenge, but I also want to put it here. If you don't have a name on the register, you can become a summoned soldier this time. If you can't pass my postgraduate entrance examination, you also don't have a chance."

"What? Wasn't there no test in recruiting in the past? A witness was puzzled.

"Yes, it's not just that there is no test, but also forcibly recruits the strong men when sending troops. At that time, no matter the old and the young serve together, why do we have to stand the test if we volunteer to join the army?"

"Yes, why?"

Everyone was puzzled and obviously dissatisfied. After they finished their words, Red Sandalwood slowly said, "Because I didn't call ordinary soldiers."

Everyone looked at her in surprise. What is an ordinary soldier? Even Leng Guyun is quite strange.

Red sandalwood stood up and walked between these callees. She said indifferently, "What I want is a division of tigers and wolves, which can charge for me and fight against Huanglong. Such an army is not qualified if anyone wants to enter. Whether it is willpower or physical strength, you must answer the standard I want. If not, you don't want it.

And I can guarantee that I will make the best place for everyone's family in this army so that you have no worries. If one day you can return to the court, everyone in this army can be promoted to the throne. Those who die in the war will be recorded in a specific roster so that all the people who leave the country will remember you.