When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 169 I want to ask the king to borrow something to suppress the morale of the army, the king will definitely not be stingy!

The night covered the sky, and the night gradually fell.

The clear and bleak autumn wind is like a wandering knight, who never settles in a certain place, but just floats invincibly, rolls up the yellow leaves on the trees, and then leaves gracefully.

Before the bonfire, different from the simple food of ordinary black armored iron soldiers, the food in front of Ying Zheng and others was quite luxurious.

The head of the black-armored iron army who was in charge of scouting the surrounding area came across two deer by chance, shot them and dedicated them to Ying Zheng, and then killed a lot of prey and distributed them to Zhang Ji and others, leaving only a few wild game for his own enjoyment.

For such "unfair" treatment, the Black Armored Iron Army has no dissatisfaction at all, and is even a little excited and excited.

In the ordinary Qin army, everyone's diet is distributed according to their titles, and the titles are distributed according to their merits, that is to say, the higher the merits, the better the food.

As for meat, only those who have reached a certain rank in the Qin army can be eligible to eat meat.

Among the Qin army, the chief of the village is generally Bu Geng and Zan Niao, and even if he can become the chief of the village, each meal is about a bucket of brown rice and half a liter of bean paste made of "sun beans" , and half-stone dishes, which are usually vegetables like okra.

But the black-armored iron army is different. As armored soldiers, the black-armored iron army is an ordinary elite who is one level higher than the ordinary Qin army. Even the chief of the village is mostly a doctor with a fifth-level title and is qualified to eat meat.

And looking at his village chief and hundreds of generals eating meat, these black-armored iron soldiers who don't have enough titles are naturally greedy.But they are just envious, not jealous.

Because everyone knows that as long as you are brave and dare to fight, you can build military merits, eat meat, get more land and slaves, and bring a better life for your family.

And military merit is different from other merits. Military merit is obtained in exchange for real enemy leaders, and these grassroots people can also work hard to obtain it, not by showing off their literary skills, nor by relying on noble family background...

Qin Jun's meritorious deeds are not based on words, but on Qin Jian!

Therefore, all Qin people are willing to accept such differential treatment.

In the camp, Yan Lingji threw a spark casually, and the firewood was quickly ignited.

Zhang Ji looked at the wild game that had been peeled and cleaned in front of him, pierced them with sharp branches, and set them on the fire to roast.On the other side, in another pot, the gentle and virtuous Mrs. Hu is boiling pheasant soup.

"Lang Jun, how to eat like this...?"

Chao Banshee and Hu Meiren, one from the Xinzheng Chao family, and the other from Baiyue Huoyu Villa, are both daughters of wealth and honor, and have been pampered and pampered in the Han Palace for many years. Naturally, they look down on the barbaric way of eating that can't be seen on the table.

In the eyes of the countries of the Central Plains, only the Xiyi of the Qin State in the west and those northern Huhu would like such a rough way of eating.

The mainstream cooking methods during the Warring States period were boiling and broiling. The former is just as the name suggests, while the latter is grilling on an iron plate. This kind of "roasting" directly on the fire is only liked by rough people.

But with the passage of time, this barbecue cooking method has also won the love of many people in the Central Plains. Therefore, there are Hushi restaurants in all countries, specializing in barbecue food, but it still cannot be changed. situation.

But Zhang Ji naturally doesn't mind things that are good or bad, but these seasonings are lacking in this era, and even the salt is extremely poor, and many people even died of eating the foreign objects and dirt in the salt. , not to mention those seasonings that are ten times more expensive than gold.

Zhang Ji didn't speak, but took out a delicate crystal bottle from his carry-on bag, and sprinkled the crumbs in the bottle on the barbecue.

In this era, many seasonings are not only ridiculously expensive, but the most critical problem is that if you have money and no place to buy them, you can only buy them through Hu merchants, which cannot meet the needs of the rich and powerful at all.

Therefore, Zhang Ji simply got some cornel, cut it into pieces and crushed it into powder, and used the crushed cornel instead of pepper, and the fragrance wafted throughout the camp with the autumn wind.

And Zhang Ji didn't enjoy these wild game all to himself, but directly divided out the bottles of dogwood powder in his bag, together with the meat, in the name of Ying Zheng.

The king personally gave meat, even a Qin soldier without a title can enjoy it with peace of mind.

However, the nature of this journey made it impossible for them to enjoy this short and pleasant picnic time so comfortably.

The two groups of snare killers returned to the camp with scars all over their bodies, and their black killer outfits were also scratched. Many people even suffered arrow wounds.

"Sir, Ji Wuye's two thousand guards of the General's Mansion are rushing here!"

"Sir, Bai Yifei's [-] White Armored Army are also coming here!"

"The enemy army is only thirty miles away from here! Quickly lead the king to evacuate!"

The words spoken by the snare killers made all the black-armored soldiers of the Qin State who were still enjoying this sumptuous dinner stand up in an instant, hurriedly finished the meat and dishes in their hands, picked up the spears, and were ready to fight at any time.

"Please leave, Your Majesty!"

"Please leave, Your Majesty!"

"Please leave, Your Majesty!"

Under the leadership of two hundred generals, the soldiers of the Black Armored Iron Army shouted one after another, hoping that Ying Zheng would lead them away first, while they stayed here to hinder Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei's pace.

But they knew that with two hundred black armored iron troops against [-] elite Korean troops, saying that they had no chance of winning was to praise them, and the reason for doing so was only out of loyalty and this meal of meat.

"Sir, can there be a way?"

Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Ji, his eyes moved slightly.

The actions of Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei were beyond their expectations.

Therefore, Zhang Ji also had heavy eyes.

Although it is still uncertain what kind of deal Ji Wuye, Bai Yifei and Lao Ai reached, the two of them did indeed act, and even the elite guards of the General's Mansion and the Baijia Army who would reveal their identities were dispatched. It is enough to explain the determination of Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei.

Zhang Ji was silent, sitting in front of the campfire and meditating.

It is impossible to escape very far. It is impossible for a team accompanied by two carriages to outrun the [-] elite Han soldiers.

Zhang Ji took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to ask Wang Ji to send troops to help!"

Although Ying Zheng trusted Zhang Ji very much, he was not optimistic about Zhang Ji's plan at the moment.

Because logically speaking, this place is very close to the important town of Wusui, but the Qin envoy's carriage did not receive any protection and convenience from the Qin army because of his status as the Qin envoy.

Combined with Luo Wang's information, it is obvious that Wang Wei is cooperating with those who intend to assassinate him, and it is obviously extremely difficult to persuade Wang Wei.

However, Zhang Ji repeatedly stated that he did have a certain degree of confidence in persuading Wang Wei.

But right now, he still needs something to ensure the success rate.

Zhang Ji bowed to Ying Zheng, who was dressed in white, and said, "I would like to ask the king to borrow something to suppress the morale of the army, and the king will not hesitate!"

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