Wang Hou is novel in everything here, with a warm kang, thick feather sweater, and even the meat seems to be more delicious than others' homes.

The large iron pot that was not found until the Song Dynasty traveled to the coal stoves of each household in the mine in advance. It was slaughtered last night. The sour fresh pork that was hung in the shed for a day was chopped into small pieces. Soy sauce, vinegar, and salt were thrown into the iron pot and boiled. These days, they only ate dry steamed buns and pickled vegetables. The immigrants were saliva with the smell of the meat.

Unfortunately, only the strong men were served, and the old and weak women could only watch from the side, praying that they could divide some broth from the pot and dip it in black steamed buns to slightly improve the boring taste.

Several malnourished and hungry thin children kept biting their fingers while holding their arms around them. Several girls hugged them and swallowed their saliva. The pair of eyes longed for Wang Hou almost didn't feel soft-hearted and waved his hands with everyone. But in the end, he resisted the impulse and watched Wang Ganzi drive the old man and his servants aside.

After all, this is a cruel end of the world, with limited supplies. If he had a kind heart today, everyone would have a share, and it would not last a few days. What would he use to inspire the enlisted personal army to risk his life to fight for him? He was about to die or be useless, such a small group of thousands of people would have to part in the end. At that time, they might not have lived better than they did when they were in the county.

Sometimes you have to have this cruelty when you are in the head!

There were more than 600 strong men in total, and the Niujia Village and Zhaojia Village were all expelled. When they were serving as General Cao, the seedlings who could serve in the army were selected, and the rest were all crooked.

Under the leadership of the captain village, groups of strong men with dark faces and hands dug for Wang Hou, the boss of the black coal mine, swallowed their saliva and sat down in the table. At the front of the table, a dirt platform was set up. Today, it was a big day. Wang Hou also made a basin-collar steel armor for himself, and his steps were heavy and banged. Cao Hongjie also came over to make fun, with his little face being rigid and serious. However, even with her and Wang Fu, Wang Hou, who was on the stage, looked at him with more than 600 eyes, still felt dizzy.

Fortunately, he belonged to the gentry in this era, and he could just shut up and pretend to be majestic. Wang Fu, the butler, is worthy of being a specially trained housekeeper. The old guy is more like a leader than Wang Hou. Looking at the dense eyes below, he shouted loudly without any fright.

"You are fortunate that the head of the family selects the personal soldiers of the army. If you have the choice, the head of the food and clothing will provide for the support of the owner of food and clothing. One meat will be taken care of by the young master. The ancestral tablets can be entered into my ancestral hall and enjoy my offerings. The monthly money is 100!"

To be honest, this treatment is not as good as other families. For example, the big landlords, the personal soldiers who fought desperately around them all gave ten acres of land and were exempted from taxes. However, Wang Hou and the mountain fields were less than five thousand acres, and half of them had to be handed over to Mr. Cao. If he had no land in this way, he had to add extra money.

But even so, this treatment is a rare high treatment in the times, equivalent to the monthly salary of 10,000 or 20,000 yuan and 5 insurances and one fund in the future. It is also their only way to change their destiny. After Wang Fu said that, the eyes of a group of thick men lit up.

"Today, the Lord will give you meat. After the food is over, you will run fifty miles. Those who return around the bull's head peak will have to choose! Come on! Get the meat!"

Amid Wang Fu's dull roar, the large pieces of braised pork with drooling water flowing in the steamed buns were finally brought up. Some people couldn't help but grab the white-floured steamed buns and swallow them voraciously, but most people resisted their appetite and chewed them slowly. This was the first test. It would take a 25-kilometer long-distance race in a while. If you eat too much and can't run far, you will have to vomit and lie down. Now that you can't control your appetite, you will give it up directly.

Those who are interested have already set out north after filling their stomachs. Those who are not as brave as soldiers simply let go of their stomachs and eat to death, and have no intention of setting off. In the past ten minutes, except for the hundred of them who are self-deprecating, most of them have already run out. Looking at the small black dots running wildly in the snow, Wang Hou couldn't help but pinch the mustache under his chin.

These will be the subordinates of the personal military department whom he relies on to live and die on the battlefield!

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The 25-kilometer gallop was five kilometers more than the running and training in later army. The nutrition of people in this era is far inferior to that of later generations. This is indeed a limit for most people. They set off at about 7 o'clock in the morning and the first one to come back in the morning was already past ten o'clock. Then people rushed back in a few spots. At eleven o'clock, they only came back for about 240 people. However, at this time, Wang Hou had ordered the wood to be pulled out outside the small military camp that was pulled out alone and sealed the mouth.

If you can't return this time, either your physical strength is not good or your will is defective. None of them is suitable for going to the battlefield.

Although the cold winter months, the more than 200 men who came back were still sweating profusely. The heat on their heads turned into white mist in the cold wind and floated in the sky. Although they were all panting, all of them were filled with joy and gratitude, and they looked at the earthen platform full of excitement and fanaticism.

This time, Wang Hou finally spoke by himself. Standing on the earthen platform, he glanced around with a serious expression, and then his voice suddenly became louder.

"Congratulations to everyone, after passing the first level, one foot has stepped into my general's personal military camp. You are all the best, I am very pleased that you can stand out from more than 600 people!"

"Now, you are waiting here. I will return to the city to get my household registration book and enter my military citizenship for you. In the future, everyone will be my personal soldiers of Wang Hou. From now on, I will depend on you and you on life and death and make achievements!"

"Subordinate to obey the order!"

Now is the time to be full of energy. More than 240 young men responded in a neat and loud voice. The sound was so loud that the roof was buzzing. Wang Hou nodded with satisfaction and turned around and walked down the earthen platform.

However, after not taking two steps, he came back again and added seriously.

"I must not leave until I come back!"

"Abide by the order!"

After receiving the response again, Wang Hou really turned around and left.

Those who ran back were stopped by Wang Ganzi and others and tied out the small thatched house that was used as a military camp. Some people were urging them to sit on the ground dejectedly, some were crying loudly, and some were still yelling outside unwillingly, wanting to squeeze in, but Wang Ganzi and others were beaten back without mercy with big sticks.

Compared with these fellow villagers and fellow villagers, the selected ones were proud and straight, and their heads were almost raised.

However, the good times were not long. It seemed that the key to participating in the prize was not selected. In the morning, more than half of the steamed buns and pork left were taken out by Wang Fu. He invited the selected strong men to eat and drink. Around the table outside, a group of men were chewing the meat. Even women, children and children were not so wide at this moment. Those who were familiar with each other could make a bowl of meat soup and eat and drink the black steamed buns. The sound of eating was heard in the small military camp. Listening to the sound of the meal, the tired and hungry men who ran all morning began to swallow saliva.

"Why haven't the master come back yet?"

He left the team unbearably and sneaked to the door to ask Wang Ganzi. However, carrying a big stick, Wang Ganzi was whispering his beard and glaring, "Where is the master? How can we find out when we wait for the slaves! Go back to the team!"

After a nail, the people who came out to ask turned back in disappointment. However, not long after, rubbing their gurgling stomachs, a boy looked around and then tiptoed out of the side of the team, walked out of the military camp under the wooden pole, and picked up a steamed bun at the edge of the dining table, and feasted with the food.

Seeing this boy set an example, the team standing in a square formation was in a commotion. In less than a minute or two, some people sneaked out. There were more people walking away, and even the edges of the railings were endless. However, Wang Ganzi, who was in charge of the door, just glanced out and ignored the inside.

After a meal, the first boy slipped back from the same path, and Wang Ganzi didn't care.

However, there were still more than a hundred dull nails left.

This Sunday is the day, and all the strong men are on holiday. Some are full and drink, and go back to warm up the kang and sleep. Some are actually taking good care of the straw stacks. Some are still standing by the railings and pointing in it. As they listen to the comments, the strong men inside are obviously itchy.

The boy who took the lead first looked at him again, and then he crawled out along the door railing. Not far away, a young girl looked at him, and the two of them quickly disappeared into a big straw stack together.

There was the first one and the second one. Seeing Wang Ganzi ignored it, there were a series of people coming out of the military camp. Some went home to sleep, while others were blowing their faces from relatives and friends. Fortunately, life is quite hard now, otherwise I would have to put on the wine.

It was already serious enough to leave, but in the afternoon, another dark cloud floated, and the snowflakes were scattering downwards. The strong men, who were hungry and tired, were even wet with sweat, could not hold on. Large areas of people were slipping away, two hundred and forty people, and finally there were only about eighty left in the military camp.

"Master, probably won't come back today! Let's go home!"

At dusk, he said these words many times. Another man in his early thirties sighed and crawled out from under the wooden pole of the small military camp. Who knew that during this kung fu, a rapid sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the mountainside. Wang Hou rushed back with the nine horse riders with the tiger and leopard.
Chapter completed!