"Is there anything in this world that I dare not?" Chu Feng looked contemptuous, leaving only the ugly face and the trembling fat yellow man sticking there.
The barracks are stationed outside the East City Gate. Looking at it, the yurt-style barracks are undulating, extending three or four miles away. Xingfeng County belongs to the inner county and does not border other countries, so it is still peaceful.
Only one military command post was established, with a total of more than 5,600 garrisons divided into five thousand households.
Like some large counties, there are usually two to three thousand garrisons and four to five guards. Of course, those big counties usually have frequent wars or tensions and confrontation with enemy countries.
If there are special circumstances, such as war between the two countries, the number of troops stationed will increase.
The Ming Dynasty was strong in national power, and there have been no major wars in many years. At most, there are some small frictions.
"Don't linger, hurry up! There is the Judicial Justice Hall in front of you!"
"Your kid really has the face. The director of experience, the division of affairs, the division of prisons, and the adults of the third division are waiting for you inside!"
Yan Qiu flicked his hand with a whip on Chu Feng, and immediately saw blood. He was also sure that he had arrived at the base camp and was covered by Commander Pan, so he dared to avenge his personal revenge.
Last time in Chujiazhuang, he was stunned by Chu Feng's flame lion and golden-crowned silver snake.
Chu Feng snorted and jumped off the flame lion and walked towards the barracks in front.
Different from the surrounding camps, the camps for the Office of Misconduct are not only larger, and the color is red. In front of the camp stood two rows of swordsmen and axemen, all of them staring attentively and furiously.
Ordinary people, as long as they get to the end of the affair, they will immediately become frightened and tremble.
He would only remember the whip he had suffered. It's not wise to deal with Yan Qiu now, and it will never please.
It may even be killed on the spot!
Yan Qiu is Pan Jinmao's personal soldier, and his status in the barracks must not be low.
"General Lion, you stay outside and wait for me to come out!" Chu Feng calmed the flame lion.
Seeing that the owner was attacked, its red hair suddenly stood upside down and roared. If it hadn't been for Chu Feng to hold it down, I'm afraid it would have already rushed to the stern ball that hit people.
Profound beasts are different from humans. After they have been domesticated and tamed for a period of time, they are loyal to their owners and will never have any guts. No matter how strong the enemy is, they will swear to protect their master.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the big tent, Chu Feng felt a puff of suffocating aura and murderous aura, rushing towards his face.
On the way here, he has been thinking about countermeasures.
When he wanted to come, he would get a board at most, and he should not be sentenced to execution.
"stop!"
"It is strictly forbidden to bring any weapons into the Department of Ruling!"
The figure is tall and sturdy, exuding bursts of sturdy aura, like a bear, the captain of the sword and axe screams coldly. This person is more than nine feet tall, his arms are as thick as someone else's thighs, and his face is thick and mustache staggered.
Leopard's eyes were wide open, and just standing there was enough to calm the place.
Seeing that Chu Feng did not move, a fierce light appeared on the giant man's face, and a crackling bone sound came from his body, which rang as many as 108 times.
The Bone Tempering Realm is the ultimate, it is one hundred and eight sounds.
However, people who can reach this state are rare, and most of them are Hundreds.
Each additional sound also means that the tempering of one's own bones is more perfect, more in-depth and detailed. One hundred and eight sounds are a sign that every bone in the body is tempered in place.
A dignified pressure like a mountain enveloped Chu Feng's body.
He was dark in his heart, and the strength of this person was far above himself. It is estimated that he has exploded all the skills of Barbarian Powerful Jue, and he is definitely not an opponent of this person.
I have long heard that the masters are in the army, and today I have seen it.
"Don't lose it to me!" Chu Feng took out the dagger, the iron spear, and the treasure bow, and threw it over.
Even in the army, except for training, they will issue uniform weapons. At other times, there are generally not too many requirements, it is all personal preference.
However, when weaving, we will make weave according to the weapon that the individual is good at.
For example, if you are good at using guns, you will be incorporated into the spearmen team.
After handing in the weapon, Chu Feng raised his head and stood upright, and stepped into the military tent of the Department of Interruption. Looking up, I saw that it was arranged like a yamen court with many instruments of torture next to it.
Shackles, fetters, tiger stools, nail beds
Some instruments of torture still have blood stains on them, making the scalp numb and terrifying.
In the head position, there are three gongs, and an adult is sitting on each of the three magistrate chairs. Sweeping his gaze, the one on the left had a fair complexion, a little fat, and he was dressed like a middle-aged scribe.
This person should be the experience of the Department of Experience, belonging to a civilian official, responsible for the record of the contents of the military meeting, the receipt and delivery of documents, and so on.
The one with the least power should be this one.
The half-hundred old man with a long beard in the middle, a serious face, and a frown of Sichuan, his eyes are sharp, seeming to be able to penetrate the stone. A strong and evil spirit radiated from this person.
This person should be the judge of affairs.
Going by, the adult on the far right has a sullen face, and his eyes are like jackals, giving people a bloodthirsty and brutal feeling.
This person must be the jailer, no doubt the jailer.
Behind the three of them stood several military academies, each of them staring at Chu Feng coldly. The expression seemed to be looking at a dead person.
"Hmph, it's a big battle, just because I postponed the report time for two days, I dispatched the three division trial. This is a deliberate attempt to kill me!"
"That Commander Pan, how deeply hates me?"
Chu Feng sneered secretly, his expression calm, neither humble nor overbearing.
He bowed his hands to the three in the hall and saluted, "The team is in the wind, come to the barracks to report!" He said, holding the feather arrow military order in both hands, and showed it.
Snapped!
There was a loud bang, and everyone trembled in fright. The serious-faced adult Judgment slammed the gavel, and said angrily, "What a daredevil, after receiving the order of the feather arrow, he dared to be delayed for two days to report to the barracks! Is this barracks your home? What do you want? How about it?"
"Where is the military law?"
"Come on, get on the torture yoke and fetters, and hit him with fifty army sticks first to extinguish his arrogance!"
Jue Shi's surname is Yan, and he is like his name, really like Yan Luo, with a black heart. As soon as his face turned dark, he would immediately be tortured against Chu Feng.
"Wait! Please allow me to explain a few words, and it won't be too late to be sentenced!" Chu Feng saw this posture, and he definitely cut first and then played. The fifty army stick, if it was just a disciplinary character, he would naturally be able to resist it.
If executed by the giant man at the entrance, he would have nine lives, not enough to kill.
The tower-like giant had already come over with a military stick as thick as his arm. That stick is mostly made of fine iron, but it weighs four to five hundred jins. Don't look at the giant man's hand like a small bamboo stick, it's very relaxed.
But if you want to hit a person, you only need a stick to beat Chu Feng in two.