On the way to the training ground, you can see neatly planned farmland, low-priced cattle and horses and small pastures. The pasture is grazed, and the manure is directly composted to the farmland, and artificial canals are responsible for partial irrigation. The newly made sickle is shining, and the crops are harvested quickly in an indomitable way like Dugu Jiujian.

Seeing the pile of grains in small hills, Xu Ronglu showed a very obvious look of coveting. Dozens of his personal guards also showed similar expressions. Sili had too many wars and a sparse population, so naturally there were not many farmers farming. In the end, they also went to dig pits and bury seeds.

The people are rich, the girls are beautiful, and the city is prosperous.

Everything in Jinyang is so attractive.

The praise in Xu Rong's heart overflowed from his eyes, and his eyes flashed like a one hundred-watt light bulb, shining.

"Haha, Lord Xu, these are all Ye Mansion industries. The food delivered to the adults was just harvested." Guo Jia suggested that Xu Rong was well treated, and then waved his horse whip and pointed at the small training ground with a loud crowd and said: "In order to ensure the sufficient source of troops, we also open the public training ground for reserves. Well, that is, people who may become soldiers in the future."

"Everyone is a soldier, and all is a soldier." Ye Xiaoyi added with a smile.

All the people are soldiers?

Xu Rong was stunned when he heard this. He heard that the total population of Bingzhou was about 400,000, excluding the elderly, weak, women and children. There were about 100,000 men in the middle age. These were still in the household registration. If there were not the household registration, there were many slaves. For example, Jinyang City was originally a well-connected city. Many wealthy merchants gathered here to build governments, and there were more slaves under them.

"Haha, actually Mr. Xu also knows it. Liang and the two prefectures advocate martial arts, such as Wuyuan County, and even women are skilled in archery and horses." Seeing Xu Rong's itchy meaning, Guo Jia asked knowingly: "If Mr. Xu is interested in the training ground, he can also go and have a look. Ordinary practice. No secrets are involved."

"Then Rong will surpass it." Xu Rong could not refuse to peek at the temptation of Lu Bu's training in his heart: Although he was a reserve, it was good to get some lessons from it. Under Guo Jia's guidance, he ran towards the training ground with great enthusiasm, but he never expected that this was the highlight.

On the training ground, there were many sports equipment that Xu Rong had never seen before. Single bars, parallel bars, hanging rings, vaulting horses, balance beams, rope walls, mesh walls, sandbags, slides...

Slide?!

When Hua Tuo saw the slide, his mouth opened in an "o" shape: "Xiaoyi, why is the slide still there? Didn't you agree to move out that day?"

"...I brought someone to play with me a few days ago...I forgot." Ye Xiaoyi was ashamed and thought to himself that Xu Rong didn't know what this was, so he just got confused.

Many people on the training ground were dressed up by the people. In the colder weather, they were still wearing single clothes, and some were even shirtless. They formed several piles, some were playing archery, some were wrestling, and some were competing for swordsmanship and marksmanship.

"Haha, Lord Xu, because he is a reserve, during the slack season, Lu Bingzhou will send people to teach them some basics. They will also practice by themselves after the coach leaves." During the explanation, Guo Jia happened to see someone shooting an arrow.

The man pulled up a hard bow, with a force of force, a bow like a full moon, an arrow like a meteor, and an irresistible force, shot on the red heart of the wooden stake, winning praise from the people around him.

As soon as the archer's cheers stopped, there was a short and thin man in the wrestling circle who skillfully threw a tall man to the ground and then stepped on one foot, so that the man would never turn over.

"Is this... a citizen of Lu Bingzhou?" Xu Rong couldn't believe his eyes. These days, the arrows are still very rough, and the accurate head is not high, so it is not easy to shoot. As for the skills shown by the short and thin wrestler, he had never heard of them. Not to mention seeing them with his own eyes.

"Haha. Of course, it's not ordinary people, it's reserves. Well, it's better than ordinary people and worse than formal soldiers." Ye Xiaoyi replied disdainfully, "Of course, it's not as good as Lord Lu Bingzhou's personal subordinates."

Seeing is empty, seeing is empty, seeing is empty, seeing is empty, seeing is empty, seeing is empty...

Xu Rong hypnotized himself for a long time, after getting enough injections of heartache, asked Guo Jia, "Rong wanted his subordinates to compete with the reserves in Lu Bingzhou. I wonder if it violated the rules of Lu Bingzhou?"

"This..." Guo Jia seemed embarrassed. He pretended to be hesitant and thought for a while before whispering: "In theory, it is impossible to compete with formal soldiers who have not officially joined the reserve service on the battlefield. However, Lord Xu is a guest from afar. Jia went to ask the village responsible for these reserve service. If they agree, they can compete."

"Okay, okay. Then I'll bother Mr. Guo." Xu Rong lit his head like a chick.

Guo Jia went over and asked, but it turned out to be OK. He came back and told Xu Rong that these people had never seen the world. He heard that Xu Rong and his subordinates were all Liangzhou warriors who had been through many battles, and wanted to ask them to give some advice. After that, Guo Jia collapsed and added with a broken face: "None of them have seen blood, so please warn his subordinates to keep some mercy and click until they reach the end."

"Don't worry, Mr. Guo." Xu Rong turned around and ordered a few people in a neat manner. The people jumped into the training ground and rushed to the Bingzhou people inside.

Seeing Liangzhou soldiers coming, the Bingzhou soldiers in the training ground were broken: their own people were reluctant to put in their efforts to beat them. Now the Liangzhou sucker is coming, and I won’t let go of it. When will I wait?

The soldiers of Liangzhou stepped forward to challenge them. They saw the people of Bingzhou looking salivating, but they didn't know what they meant. They directly chose their opponents to compete.

Fight! Fight with confidence and boldness! Just don’t kill me! Fight more internal injuries and less external injuries!

Ye Xiaoyi's instructions were still remembered in his heart. These Bingzhou people flew around and used eighteen martial arts to beat Liangzhou people with ulterior motives.

Xu Rong was greatly embarrassed. His men were better than those who shot archers. Except for Hongxin who were not as ruthless as the Bingzhou people, there was no such hardship. But those who were compared to martial arts were different.

The weapons that were compared to swords were cut off. The Bingzhou soldiers used their swords to try out the newly created weapons and found that the level of forging had indeed improved. The martial arts competition was knocked down by the Bingzhou people with various strange moves. When they got up, the hot fists were waiting for them.

The swords and guns are eyeless, and the sticks are ruthless.

Xu Rong insists on testing these people's deep foundation, so he can't blame himself.

Ye Xiaoyi touched his chin leisurely and said that these special forces in Ye's mansion were indeed in vain.

"This... the reserves in Lu Bingzhou are so powerful... No wonder Lu Bingzhou's personal troops and the camp made the Kanto Alliance scared." Seeing his subordinates coming back with a broken heart, Xu Rong felt extremely impressed by Lu Bu.

"Oh, Jia doesn't understand the military affairs," Guo Jia said modestly, "Thank you, Lord Xu, for letting his subordinates show mercy. Otherwise, those who have never seen big scenes will not be the turn of these people who have gone to the battlefield and will be killed or injured."

"Oh, wherever you are. Mr. Guo is so ashamed of Rong."

"Oh, no, no, Lord Xu is too modest."

"Oh, no, Rong Yijiji's reckless man, he speaks quickly."

"Oh, #￥%^※..."

...

Hearing Xu Rong and Guo Jia condemn each other, Hua Tuo showed a humble expression in his grief. He looked at Ye Xiaoyi with a little admiration, and then saw Ye Xiaoyi proudly lifting his tail to the sky.

What are reserves and what are worse than formal soldiers? That's all nonsense.

Before Xu Rong arrived in Jinyang, Ye Xiaoyi drew some top talent from Zhao Yun, Zhang Yan, Zhao Bao and others, and then added some special forces from the Ye Mansion to form this "reserve" with strange faces.

What you play is fooling people.

Ye Xiaoyi saw Xu Rong believe it and laughed secretly. The reserves are so powerful, not to mention formal soldiers. As long as Xu Rong and his men believe this, they will feel fear.

The focus is on psychological tactics. If the other party feels not on the same level as himself, he will likely surrender and show goodwill. She is playing this abacus. When Xu Rong returns with this mentality, she can also send paparazzi to spread the clever incident around, and use Xu Rong, a stained witness, to indirectly emphasize the strength of the Bingzhou Group.

The styling is finished, the styling is finished, and the strength of the styling is also finished.

Ye Xiaoyi gave Guo Jia a wink and told Guo Jia not to sing with Xu Rong anymore. He quickly took Xu Rong back to the city and sang the next one. The original "script" was destroyed by the emergencies last night, so she rewritten the plot, hoping that this new method would be better.

With infinite sighs and emotion, Xu Rong, Guo Jia and Ye Xiaoyi returned to Jinyang City. As soon as he entered the city, he saw Gao Shun waiting at the door with a serious expression, saying that Lu Bu asked him to go there as soon as possible and ask about something important.

Xu Rong also became nervous when facing Gao Shun's Wannian Iceberg face. He rushed to the provincial governor's mansion with his personal soldiers. When he entered the door, he saw Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Zhang Liao, Chen Qun, Xi Zhicai and others gathered together. Cheng Yu still stared at him with two bull eyes, as if he wanted to show his flesh, leaving only bones.

"Mr. Xu... I dare to ask Lu Bingzhou is good to treat you?" Chen Qun slowly stood up, full of righteous indignation and full of grief.

"Ah?" Xu Rong was stunned, not sure what was going on. He looked at the expressions of everyone and found that they were simply lost.

"Mr. Xu, you have no place, Lord Lu provides the place. You have no food and grass, Bingzhou provides the food and grass. Lord Lu is concerned about the friendship of being an official in the same dynasty, remembers your courage and sincerely form an alliance with you. He also asks you to station on the northern front line and jointly resist all bandits with Bingzhou. Who knows you..." Xi Zhicai wanted to speak but stopped and was heartbroken.

"Ah?" What's wrong with me? Xu Rong fell into a mess and became more and more confused. Seeing that everyone present had a torture attitude, he couldn't help but take a small step back.

To stop everyone's exaggerated behavior, Lu Bu spoke slowly and transferred all the pressure: "Mr. Xu, Bu just wants to ask one question. Why did you unite with Zhang Ji, Zhang Xiu's uncle and nephew, betray the covenant and cause me to Bingzhou?"

"Ah?" Zhang Ji, Zhang Xiu rebelled? Xu Rong and Shihua were on the spot.

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