In history, White Horse Yisong failed in the hands of the elliptical halberd, and it seems that he will face Gongsun Zan one day sooner or later.

Fang Mu couldn't help but look forward to the style of the Euphorbia when it was born.

"The Big Eagle Soldier..." Zhang He thought, feeling that this name was pleasant.

"Thank you for your name!" Zhang He smiled, "Then I will go to the army to pick people, otherwise the good guys will be picked up by that guy Gao Shun."

After Zhang He finished speaking, he was about to leave when he suddenly noticed Zhang Liao who was coming with him. Zhang He gave Zhang Liao a look and left.

Zhang He stood aside in a dull manner, as if he had not heard the conversation between Zhang He and Fang Mu just now.

"What happened to Wenyuan?" Fang Mu asked.

Zhang Liao hesitated for a moment. Thinking that Fang Mu was very close to him and Gao Shun, he was not as cold as he was, so he clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "The general also wants to train a soldier to share his worries for the lord."

In fact, many famous generals will try to train their personal guards after entering the army.

On the one hand, in order to show all the things you have learned in military books, you must show your skills after decades, otherwise wouldn’t it be in vain?

On the other hand, it is also to be able to understand the deeper realm of military power, and to fight on the battlefield with an army from scratch, it is easier to condense military spirits.

Of course, not all generals have the idea of ​​condensing their military spirits.

A rash man like Dian Wei had no intention of studying these things. He only wanted to practice martial arts every day and break through to refine the spirit as soon as possible to return to the weak.

Only generals who want to go further on the military road will have this idea.

Fang Mu naturally supports this.

After Zhang Liao obtained Fang Mu's permission, he could see that he was in high spirits.

However, Zhang Liao has a calm personality, and although he is happy, he will not seem rude.

"Please give the general a name," said Zhang Liao.

"I'll call me general." Fang Mu smiled.

Zhang Liao was stunned, hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "Please give me a name."

"Just call it Xiaoyaojin Dead Soldier." Fang Mu said with a touch of evil taste.

"Ah?" Zhang Liao was confused.

Xiaoyaojin Dead Soldier, why does this name sound a bit strange?

And why does it sound so much like a place name...

"If you don't like it, you can change your name." Fang Mu said casually.

He was just talking about evil things casually. As for whether he really used this name, it depends on Zhang Liao himself. If Zhang Liao doesn't like it, then change his name.

"Thank you for your name, lord." Zhang Liao said in a deep voice with his hands clasped his fists.

Fang Mu was surprised and took a look at Zhang Liao more.

This Zhang Wenyuan is really steady.

After getting Liu Yu's words, Fang Mu sent people to recruit soldiers from all over Youzhou, and also gained the title of Youzhou Mu Liu Yu. In addition, Fang Mu gained a reputation in the Battle of the Yellow Turbans, he successfully recruited 20,000 new soldiers in Youzhou within two months.

This quantity is almost saturated.

In fact, adult men in Youzhou basically all want to join the army, and these 20,000 new soldiers are generally not old.

A considerable number of people became lonely because of an accident at home during the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

In addition to the 10,000 people brought by Fang Mu, and the county soldiers and border soldiers who were originally stationed in various counties in Shanggu County, Fang Mu now has a total of 40,000 people under him.

For Shanggu County, this number is already quite large. It is really difficult to support these 40,000 people based on Shanggu County’s finances alone...

Fortunately, the Zhen family took help.

When Fang Mu settled down in Shanggu County, Zhen Yi sent people to transport grain and some daily necessities from Jizhou through the Zhen family's chamber of commerce.

Time passes slowly in the process...

In the blink of an eye, a year passed, and Fang Mu, who was practicing martial arts at the school site, suddenly felt something.

The internal force in the whole body was stimulated, and the energy in the body suddenly broke through the bottleneck.

The internal force in the body rolled endlessly, as if it was a bucket full of water.

The next moment, it is like water comes naturally. All the meridians in the body are connected by eight extraordinary meridians and twelve regular meridians, and the internal force in the body is surging like a rolling river.

A shot shot out, and a golden qi shot out from the tip of the gun to penetrate the wooden stake.

The cutout of the wooden stake is as smooth as a mirror, and the hole has the thickness of the fist mouth.

The remaining heat of fingers has not faded.

"Congratulations to the lord for breaking the territory!" Dian Wei said.

Fang Mu laughed silently. If it were before, he might have been proud, but there were a group of monsters around him.

Even in the entire history, he is considered a top-notch and even top-notch general.

Dian Wei broke through to the realm of practicing the god and returning to the virtual world this year.

Yang Zaixing and Gao Chong made the fastest progress. Gao Chong was almost touching the threshold for practicing the gods and returning to the emptiness, and Yang Zaixing was not much inferior.

Other generals have also entered the level of refining Qi and transforming God for a long time.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a group of monsters.

I worked hard for a year and finally broke through the Qi refining and transforming into a god. What are you proud of?

"But it's just that qi is refining and turning into gods, there is still a long way to go before refining the gods." Fang Mu sighed.

"Dian Wei, fight me, let me see how long I am from refining God." Fang Mu said.

Dian Wei shook his head, "No."

"It's just a competition, not a life-and-death battle." Fang Muyun said, "Can you still be afraid of hurting me?"

"Well, lord, you are a little weak, I'm afraid I will hurt you." Dian Wei Han smiled.

“…”

Dian Wei said: "My lord, I can feel that my strength is still growing now. My strength has not increased after the peak of refining essence into qi, but after breaking through to the point where the spirit is still weak, I found that my strength has begun to increase again. I am afraid that I can't control my strength and hurt you, lord."

"Forget it, you guy." Fang Mu shook his head. Since Dian Wei did not control the new power, let's talk about it later.

Suddenly Fang Mu sensed something.

It seems that there is something strange about me, which is different from what the teacher teaches me.

He found that the acupuncture points around him were warm and seemed to have some connection with the outside world.

And this connection comes from a more distant altitude. He looked up at the sky, and the white clouds were floating above the blue sky.

Is it a starry sky?

This warm feeling is not strong, but a hint of cool and leisurely sensation of energy penetrates from the acupoints into his body, and the change is very slow.

Fang Mu has not yet discovered any impact.

After pondering for a while, Fang Mu asked Dian Wei if he had ever felt this way.

Dian Wei shook his head blankly, "No."

However, Dian Wei hesitated for a moment and said, "Lord, I just seem to be different from others. Sometimes when I get angry, I find that my body is warm and I feel like I have endless strength, and I feel like there is... wind, yes, it seems like there is wind, and it seems that it can be faster when I swing my halberd."

Everyone is different because everyone has a special physique?

Fang Mu thought, "Where are there anyone else like you?"

Dian Wei said: "I don't know anything about this. My subordinates have never asked anyone else about this."

Afterwards, Fang Mu asked Huang Zhong, Yang Zaixing, Gao Chong and others again.

The result was surprising to Fang Mu. Everyone had different feelings and seemed to have different sources, but what they all had was that these people were more or less different from ordinary people.

Fang Mu seemed to understand something. Perhaps everyone's talent he saw through his abilities was a reflection of this aspect.

It may even be just a part of it, like a treasure, only the most obvious thing is dug out.

So what is your ability to pass through your talents?

Do you plunder other people's human treasures?
Chapter completed!