Meng Zhao was still very relieved about Linghu Rui. To a certain extent, this person was a workaholic.

I wish I could spend twelve hours a day in the camp. I wouldn't sleep if the big head soldiers didn't sleep. I wouldn't wake up first if the big head soldiers didn't wake up.

In modern popular words, it is a real king.

In other words, he has deep skills, various resources to replenish his energy, and strong qi and blood. Otherwise, he would have been exhausted by just doing this.

The two of them watched the big training scenes of tens of thousands of people below for a while, checking for shortcomings and thinking about how to improve.

At this time, a knight in black armor ran to the front with a black scale horse, jumped off the horse cleanly, and half-kneeled to Meng Zhao, saying,

"You reported to the general that there were two people outside the camp asking for a meeting with the general, and they said there was an important news report."

This man is tall and burly, as if he is a giant god. He has a strong face, but he has a bit of tenderness.

A short hair looks unique in today's world and the times, and also has the coldness, seriousness and strength of a soldier, making her look full of masculine aura.

Nothing else, it was Meng's fifth brother, Meng Zhao's good brother, Meng Chuan, who joined the Yangwu Army and was trained by Meng Zhao in the personal military camp. After some time of hardship, he had lost some impetuousness and his sharpness gradually became smooth and his sharpness was smoothed out.

If Meng Chuan used to be a righteous and arrogant divine sword, now it is a divine sword that returns to the sheath, keeping his strength and keeping his low profile.

It’s not that it’s no longer sharp, but that it warms itself. If it is unsheathed again in the future, it will definitely shine for a moment.

So, no matter whether it is in the previous life or this life, the army is definitely the most trained person and the most reborn place, which can change people's body, appearance, and temperament.

The weak becomes firm, and the dragging becomes bold.

As for the broader things, whether good people become bad or bad people become better, it depends on the overall tone of this army. If the military discipline is strict and it is not against the people, fighting for belief and justice can certainly lead the soldiers to transform in this direction, and vice versa.

After all, only a few people can come out of the mud without being stained. Most people can only be close to the red ones, and those close to the ink ones, black ones.

Meng Zhao nodded, reached out to help, signaled Meng Chuan to get up, and explained to Linghu Rui,

"If I have something to do, I will leave first. You stay here and practice well. Although there is no movement in Yanzhou yet, the death of Zhu Xie Chi Ri has been generally pressed on the Pudu Cult, and sooner or later there will be a battle.

If war really starts, as the gateway to the three states, our Lingwu City will definitely be difficult to avoid this vortex. We must have strong military strength to protect ourselves and avoid the harm of war.

Even if you have enough strength, you can use the sect to serve as a springboard and make great achievements. In the future, you and I can be granted the title of marquis and generals and shine on the lintel!"

Yes, Meng Zhao is now a member of the exploiting class. He is giving his subordinates a bloody life and drawing big cakes. In short, he can make people work for him and have to do beautifully.

The approach is indeed a bit bad, but it cannot resist others' preferences.

Although Linghu Rui had to go far away to Lingwu City because he offended the Ninth Prince, he also had ambitions in his heart, hoping to reward him with his military achievements and mention his position in the army.

Therefore, Meng Zhao's seemingly nagging words were really hitting Linghu Rui's ideas, making him excited and full of blood boiling. He wished he could have ten days to train these big-headed soldiers to death, and train them into a strong army as soon as possible and have the ability to fight all directions.

However, as a qualified general, he is very clear about the principle that hasteness will not be understood, and he also understands that if he acts too radically, it may be counterproductive.

It is a trivial matter if it cannot train soldiers well. If it causes dissatisfaction among the soldiers in the army and causes a crisis of mutiny, he may lose his place in Meng Zhao's heart, and his future will be bright and he will be difficult to turn things around again.

"Don't worry, General, I will not disappoint you if I know the importance of it."

After so long contact, Linghu Rui's feelings for Meng Zhao have become clearer and three-dimensional.

I admire Meng Zhao's martial arts talents and strength the most, but I am also afraid. Meng Zhao's heart is deep and cruel.

When the army was promoted to military officers, some accidents occurred during the military exercise. Some people secretly made trouble and responded negatively.

Maybe there is power behind the scenes, and it is hard to say which one it is.

As a result, Meng Zhao didn't even check it, and did not give him any face at all, and directly dealt with it according to military law.

Three bright heads became props to shock the soldiers of the entire army. Several people were beaten and lost all their faces and were finally driven out of the army. Who can not be afraid?

Meng Zhao patted his shoulder, then pulled down a huge rock, and waited for his personal army to bring his mount over, rolled over the horse, and rode his horse back to the central army camp with Meng Chuan.

The two of them were not very fast, and they chatted while strangling the reins.

The main reason is that Meng Zhao is asking, Meng Chuan is answering, and he has less pretended to be in front of outsiders and more brotherly intimacy.

During these days, Meng Zhao has been busy with military affairs, but in fact he has no time to take care of Meng Chuan, and even ignores this fifth brother.

Fortunately, Dou Xi and Gao Yue are both very sensible people. After greeting me, Meng Chuan lived in the personal military camp quite well.

This nourishment mainly shows that it has undergone rigorous military training and has gained a lot. It has not been excluded or troubled in other daily uses and interpersonal communication.

When Meng Chuan talked to Meng Zhao, he also showed that this period of time had brought him a lot of help and inspiration, which made him slowly begin to fall in love with this kind of life. Even martial arts has improved, which is more efficient than practicing martial arts alone.

As for men, as long as they are not too sissy, they still yearn for such military life at a certain period or even at a certain point in time.

Some people even forget that they have longed for military life. The momentary feeling is no match for Meng Chuan, who has formed a habit of love now.

Another role of Meng Chuan is actually to be a pair of eyes of Meng Zhao, further strengthening the connection with the soldiers from Yangwu Army, so that he can understand what these people are thinking more clearly and intuitively.

This also played a positive role in promoting Meng Zhao's control of the Yangwu Army.

After talking about this, Meng Zhao turned the topic to the two people who came to ask for him this time.

Meng Zhao was actually a little curious about the two people who suddenly came, and didn't know what kind of news they would bring.

However, through Meng Chuan's narration, his expectations were much lower.

First, the two of them are basically not well-known and are not affiliated with the forces of all sizes in the city.

Secondly, if you are a little anxious and uneasy, your impression points will be greatly reduced.

Fortunately, Meng Zhao's momentum is at its peak in Lingwu City, so no one should have the courage to tease him.
Chapter completed!