"Does Buzhen have any suitors?" Wei Yang remembered the shy smile when he was idle, but if he fought, he would be as fierce and fierce as a tigress, and asked.

Hamaya smiled and said, "It's okay, but she doesn't want these things for the time being."

"This child is also in a miserable life. I just hope to survive on the battlefield. I didn't want to take her, but she likes to kill the enemy and can't bear to take her most beloved dream," Wei Yang sighed, "I really want to drive them home, go to work, and study..."

"Adults treat us all as their own children. Don't you know that in our hearts, although they are younger, they are like fathers and brothers. We will take good care of ourselves." Hamaya said with a red look on her eyes.

Huai'en and Li Fang always sat silently and listened.

It turns out that the bold use of women in the Western Army is not a legend.

"Today I wanted to tell you about this love with Mr. Huai. I always feel that people have love. Really, I will never lie." Wei Yang said regretfully, "It's a pity that I don't have time. Look, there's a new job here in the past half day."

Huaien praised: "Everything in the western frontier is so enviable."

"Can Duke Huai stay?" Wei Yang said half-truely, "It is impossible to have an eunuch in custody. It is definitely no problem to have an extra old man who can live in his old age."

Hamaya and Liu Yong looked at each other, and the adults began to fool people again.

People like Huai'en are actually very pitiful. Most of them will not be able to die after the emperor's death.

If Wei Yang is willing to provide a safe nursing home, he will be willing to do so.

Huai'en's expression was indeed stirred, and even Li Fang's expression was shocked and happy.

"Don't worry, who can tell the future exactly what is going on?" Wei Yang chuckled half-true and half-fake, "Eat some, drink some more. When we go back, we will prepare a thousand stone fine salt. Duke Huai can bring eight hundred for the emperor and take some with Brother Li. The two of you must not be willing to make a fortune with this. Give it a gift to your family to taste the original taste of salt salt. That would be considered a pity."

If Huai'en doesn't talk about marriage granting, it is obvious that women who give marriage granting are rarely recognized by the Western Army.

Liu Yong brought Feng Wu's respect when he entered the door, it was not because Madam Feng was rich.

He thought about Feng Wu and Wei Yang's relationship, but also admired her ability and even character.

"And this woman who holds the power of military operations will backfire if she dares to give a marriage rashly." Huai'en thought slowly, "But if she can give a marriage, it's better to be a very strong woman, which will be enough to give this young and promising Marquis Beiting a headache-huh? Hey, he doesn't love young girls?"

Huaien quickly calculated Madam Feng's age, then the princess's age, and then calculated Madam Gao, who was inseparable from the legend.

So an old face raised a playful smile.

Beiting Hou used to like older women?

"It's hard to find this. The eldest princess is too old. The youngest girl in the son-in-law's family is married. Who else can I find?" Huai'en had a headache.

After a meal, the drizzle outside gradually became more and more rapid. The rain on the eaves gathered into ropes, splashing the ground. The Hamiwei in the early stage of the Little Ice Age entered the autumn rain, and the farmers smiled and bloomed.

"Buzhen, go to the martial arts hall, you want to teach the class on the grassland battle." Haqiya hurried into the military tent of the women's camp, and the pretty girl was sitting in front of the window reading a book in iron armor.

Buzhen said strangely: "I am the garrison!"

"The first-stage student admission list of the martial arts lecture hall is coming down. You are the seventh one. Bu Ying is going to go. The princess asked us to sort out the second-stage students as soon as possible. In three months, all the people with more than 100 people will be rotated to study. Let's go quickly." Hamaya was so angry, "Help me drive that kid out. The war is so tight that I don't have time to get married."

Bu Zhen smiled and persuaded: "Brother Yang really wants to marry you."

"If you want to marry me, then marry me? Go and register quickly. I'll finish my studies earlier. Once you have the first batch of adults, we will be the first to use military force against the remnants of the Persian and Ming Cult. How can I get the time to talk nonsense with him?" Hamaya hurriedly put on her clothes and offered a price and ran away.

The address of the martial arts hall is the small temple of that year. It has acquired several courtyards next to it and integrated it. It now covers an area of ​​more than ten acres, with more than 30 teachers and more than 100 assistants.

Among them, the teachers are mostly veterans in the army, and the assistant coaches are also top talents in various departments like Bayin.

Today is the day when the martial arts lecture hall is open. Most of the first session students are outstanding generals with garrison and above. Hundreds of people gather here, waiting quietly on the first floor of the three-story building opposite the door. The lobby that can accommodate hundreds of people is silent.

The great priest of the martial arts hall was naturally the King Zhongshun, and the Chief of the Supervisor Liang Kefa, the former Mongolian Guard.

This is also a veteran of the Western Army, and he is also a Juren.

The veterans were waiting in the auditorium. In the past few days, they had a detailed discussion with the military generals and the lieutenant generals. They had a rough understanding of how Wei Yang used troops, but they did not understand it very well. This was why we would continue this good day and ask Wei Yang to give lectures.

After the three people selected by the women's camp arrived, all those who should arrive had arrived had arrived.

Liu Yongshan entered the door and came to report in advance.

"Also called those two?" Liang Kefa hesitated a little.

Zhao Yunfu sat at the end of the east side, and after a little thought, he understood what Wei Yang meant.

This guy is very vicious, so he still tried to bully others by using open conspiracy.

"All the tactics of our army are based on new distribution methods. The court cannot learn them. If you really dare to learn them, the world will be in chaos. Let's see." Zhao Yunfu asked, "When will Wei Yang arrive?"

In the evening, there was also the opening ceremony proposed by Wei Yang. These arrogant soldiers and generals had to learn lessons before they could sit behind the desk.

So Zhao Yunfu was a little anxious.

Liu Yong said: "I'm on the way to come."

As soon as he finished speaking, the horse's hooves sounded outside the door, and Wei Yang took Huaien and the others into the martial arts lecture hall.

Gao Lan and the little princess sat in the corner, looked through the window, and curled their lips and said, "Let him in sooner or later and listen to the lecture with us."

She was not convinced that the guy didn't have to go to school anymore. He has considered many ways to help him suffer in the past two days.

As soon as Wei Yang entered the door, the underside of the podium made a loud noise, and everyone was solemn.

"I won't talk much. Since I want to talk about the battle on the grassland, I'll bring pictures." Wei Yang shook the rain all over and picked up the instruction stick and asked the staff to hang the battle map.

Bayin hurriedly asked someone to arrange it, because there were outsiders, it was difficult to take out the sand table.

Wei Yang took a look at the large hanging map, and the teacher clicked a few times on the simple map: "These places are not suitable, at least half a day's distance. Beiting is not here, move half an inch northwest."

Bayin hurriedly said, "Yes, I will do it again after I go to the hall."

"Talking about war." Wei Yang's coaching spell pointed at Beiting, "The original plan was to defend Beiting, so as to achieve peace in the western frontier and northwest, and to strive for at least several years of rest and recuperation for the military and civilians. The strategy was to defend the border area," he pointed out the curve from Hami to Beiting to Chashili with the coaching spell, and then clicked on Qinghai Road. "The tactics were: First, capture Beiting City, and kill the enemy's lively forces under the city to the greatest extent; second, focus on solving the main force of Chashili and the security of Hami's guards, and ensure the stability of Hami's guards; third, digest the northern part of Qinghai that I have recovered."
Chapter completed!