The mustachioed general didn't care about the Putuo Manla tribe. Although he knew nothing about this unheard of tribe, he could feel that the young man in front of him was a natural hunter based on his years of experience in identifying people. , and he also carries a spiritual beast with the ability to search, which I guess is a good piece of material.
Since Wu Sanjun, who looked like a flatterer and someone who wanted to get promoted and make a fortune, spoke first, he simply borrowed the donkey from Poxia and directly blew the Putuomanla clan to the sky with a smile on his face: "Back then, I joined the Yumen Army as a new member. , when the Blood Slaughter God was still stationed at Yumen Pass, there was a scout from the Putuomanla tribe in the team. Under his investigation, our team wiped out three nomadic cavalry! Choose the Putuomanla tribe, young marshal. You can’t choose to suffer a loss or be fooled, but you can still build meritorious deeds early and let the commander take you to the battlefield!”
Anyway, it can only be delayed for a while, let's get rid of the immediate trouble first. If this Putuomanla clan member is really ineffective, the young commander can't really do anything to him. At most, he can find another scout when the time comes!
"Well… "
Marshal Huo looked at Qi Ying with interest and said, "Are you really from the Putuomanla tribe?"
"yes."
Qi Ying couldn't answer anything else. He couldn't deny his fake identity, but he really didn't want to have anything to do with Marshal Huo, so he continued: "Young Marshal, although I am an ordinary Manla tribe, I have never been exposed to the scouting profession before, and I know almost nothing about it. Now I go to Baima Yicong, and it is of no use!"
"oh?"
Marshal Huo raised his eyebrows again. He urgently needed scouts who could help him find the nomadic cavalry, and he had no time to wait for the scouts to grow up.
Seeing the other party's hesitant expression, Qi Ying breathed a sigh of relief.
But how could the mustachioed general let go of this opportunity? He spoke again, gave a thumbs up and said: "It's nothing. Ordinary hunters of the Manla tribe are born with scout materials, just like rough jade that only needs to be roughly carved to be worth a lot of money. Find other scouts to teach them casually, he He will definitely become a talented person! He will soon become a White Horse loyal follower! When the time comes, the young commander will not have to worry about his martial arts being useless!"
"good!"
Marshal Huo looked satisfied and said with a happy smile: "Your name is Qi Yun? From today on, you will be a scout in the 'Baima Yicong' under my command, Huo Baima! Enjoy the officer's pay! And what's the name of that one, Wu Sanjun? Do you recommend it?" You have meritorious service and your cultivation level is not low. I will accept you as a cavalry member of the 'White Horse Yicon'! You will stay in the Yumen Military Camp for seven... three days of training! After three days, come with me to go out into the desert to wipe out the nomadic cavalry!"
"Thank you, Marshal!"
Wu Sanjun was overjoyed and immediately knelt down on one knee: "Little Wu Sanjun will go through fire and water for the young commander, no matter what!"
Qi Ying also performed a military salute honestly: "Thank you for your love, young commander!"
…
After Qi Ying received a set of scout equipment at the military supply office, he went to the camp assigned to him to rest. On the way, Wu Sanjun followed closely and said with a playful smile: "Brother, follow me, that's right! As the saying goes, people are here To be successful in the world, you need to have a backer. Just one day after we arrived, we relied on the young marshal. When you become prosperous in the future, don’t forget... "
Before Wu Sanjun finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing towards his face. He jumped back in fright and saw Qi Ying's fist wearing animal skin gloves facing his face. His tone was cold: "I advise you. One sentence, please stop meddling in my affairs!"
"Qi Yun, why are you ignorant?"
Wu Sanjun was also angry. He relied on the mountains to live on the mountains and the sea on the sea. Huo Baima was now the commander-in-chief of the 800,000-strong army outside Yumen Pass. He was the only son of Huo Wuji, a ninth-level warrior in the Earth Martial Realm. How many people tried their best to hug him. , why do you, a mountain villager, still look down on others
"snort!"
Qi Ying kicked her feet and jumped up to Wu Sanjun like a ghost. She was about to strangle him by the neck with her left hand, intending to teach him a lesson.
"Why, what are you doing?"
Suddenly, there was an angry shout, and a group of soldiers wearing armor and swords walked quickly towards the two of them. The leader's eyes were wide open. His cultivation level was not high, but he was extremely majestic.
Qi Ying immediately put down her posture, shrugged and said: "It's nothing, I'm just so happy to be admitted."
"Yeah, I'm so happy, we can't control our excitement."
Wu Sanjun showed his usual cunning attitude again.
"Huh! Are you so happy just for being admitted?" The officer glanced at the two of them, "You two have violated military discipline by fighting in the military camp. Each of you should be punished with fifty military sticks! I'm sorry that you are new here and are not familiar with the military. I have to follow the military discipline, but I am too excited, and everything happens for a reason, so... just go to the school field and run a hundred laps! You are not allowed to use spiritual power. If there is a slight fluctuation of spiritual power in your body, you will be punished for an additional three hundred laps!"
"yes."
"clear!"
Although both Qi Ying and Wu Sanjun were full of curse words, they suppressed them and followed the officer to the school ground honestly, and started running circles. While running, they had to listen to the officer's sharp reprimand: "No rules, no squareness! You guys are fighting in the military camp today, which is a sign of lack of military discipline! If everyone was like you, would the military camp still be a military camp? It has become a market place! As the old saying goes, 'Military orders are like mountains', and there is a big military Senior family grandson once chose..."
Qi Ying never thought that the punishment would not only include running in circles, but also listening to the officer's verbose words, which were repeated over and over again like a wheel. He was simply more of a country teacher than a country teacher.
I thought that I was a dignified young master of the Qi family, a son of a wealthy family, and a bachelor of literature. His Majesty had personally received him several times. His status was only higher than that of the domineering Marshal Huo, and yet he was ordered around by a small officer, and he couldn't return the favor at all. mouth…
During the lap run, Qi Ying could only warn Wu Sanjun with an unskilled voice transmission: "Tell you, keep your distance from me. If you want to get promoted and get rich, you can embrace whoever you want, don't drag me into the water! Otherwise, one day you will find me." In a remote corner, I can easily cripple your asshole!"
"Ah!"
Wu Sanjun naturally sneered at his words.
If you are at the first level of the Spiritual Martial Realm and have a first-grade martial soul, even if your skills are a little better, what can you do
But... Wu Sanjun, who has always been shrewd, can easily see that this Qi Yun is indeed somewhat real. It is really a wise move to drag him into the water!
"Hehe, after I join the White Horse Yicong, I will have a lot of time to interact with the young commander. With the magical skill of 'slipping the beard and flattering the horse' taught to me by my grandfather, it will not be difficult to win the young commander's trust and rise to the top!"
Thinking of a bright future, Wu Sanjun felt happy and ignored Qi Ying's ten threats after just one lap.