Qiu Shi was puzzled and confused, "Sir, since the desert imperial city is illusory and unfounded, it is an ancient legend. Why did the emperor be so obsessed with it and launched a tragic war more than ten years ago? As far as I know, Qin Emperor Fu Yi is a pragmatic person."

"Fu Yi was originally a pragmatic person. He had obsessions and must have seen something with his own eyes or something happened. In the Battle of Cold Spring more than ten years ago, only the participants knew the details. Fu Yi refused to reveal it and went north to search. He also stated that he needed the Mo family's children to follow him, but I did not agree."

Zhang Tianyou was silent for a while and said, "That's what you are too far away from you. Qing Cangjun is currently in a worrying situation. Fu Yi has made a lot of efforts over the years to withdraw military power. Your Chen family is just a microcosm. Try to be as low-key as possible." Zhang Tianyou paused. With Chen Qi's usual reputation, he couldn't be high-profile.

After Zhang Tianyou finished speaking, he asked everyone to disperse and asked Zhong Banxia to take some people to treat the injured soldiers. He took Chen Qi into the commander's camp. Chen Qi smiled and said, "Sir, do you want to teach someone in person? Do you want me to become a peerless master? You may disappoint me."

Zhang Tianyou smiled and said, "It's not that easy to be peerless. Qiushi teaches you Kung Fu, I'll take you to meet someone."

Seeing someone? Chen Qi was worried. Could it be that it was his mother who had disappeared for many years? The other people talked about Miss Pei, and others don’t know his identity. Miss Pei didn’t know it. She even asked the Mo family to find him for many years. It’s not Miss Pei.

It is better to be a peaceful dog than a person in troubled times. Chen Qi cannot feel the taste. As a top dandy in the empire, he is not as good as the world's fireworks. He has no feelings for the words of the Mo family. When he came out of the canteen, the cold wind was biting. Chen Qi shivered and wrapped his clothes tightly. The camp was in a high position. Chen Qi unconsciously looked at Nanshan, which was assassinated in the evening. There was not even a hazy place. There was only a foggy and black waste, and he could see the snow falling against the torches.

Chen Qi let out a breath and followed Zhang Tianyou into his camp. A young man with beautiful eyebrows was waiting in the camp. He sat in Chen Qi's position, holding a military book that Chen Qi had never read before. His fingers were slender and his skin was fair. Under the light, he was crystal clear. If he was a woman, he would definitely be a peerless beauty.

The little husband saw someone coming in, put down the book, and there was a smile on his lips. Chen Qi looked familiar with his phoenix eyes and couldn't remember it for a moment. He looked back at Mr. Zhang Tianyou and became a mediator? A thought popped up in Chen Qi's mind and turned to examine the little husband.

"Why, I won't know each other when I have a classmate," Xiao Langjun spoke, his voice sounded very nice.

Chen Qi looked at the little Langjun's throat again, and he raised his head slightly, and recalled carefully, "Oh, pay it? Grand Marshal."

Zhang Tianyou smiled and said, "I'm still Qing Cang's army, I don't even know the genuine commander of his military mansion."

"What a genuine coach, the gentleman was joking," Fu Qing waved his hand and looked elegant.

Fu Qing was calm and gentle, and Chen Qi was trembling. No wonder he looked familiar. Fu Qing, the son of the legendary emperor's illegitimate son, was indeed very kind and privileged. The team was already small. Picking peaches. If it was really picked, I could be more relaxed. Chen Qi calculated that Fu Qing blinked his eyes and raised his lips slightly, as if he had a clear understanding of Chen Qi's thoughts, "Brother Chen, don't be nervous. I won't interfere with Qing Cang's army. In two days, I will go back to the Western Regions. I heard from the great gentleman that Brother Chen has a good training and come to observe and learn." Fu Qing was the same year as Chen Qi, and was a few months younger than Chen Qi. Their status was incomparable. Fu Qing's father Fu Zhongming was the commander of the Shenwu Army, the commander of the 200,000 border troops, and the guardian of the Mengchi. The seven governors' offices under his command were much more powerful than the Duke of Zhenguo who did not have real power.

Chen Qi praised in his heart that Fu Qing had a good idea, and did not show the uncomfortable superiority of people. He had a peaceful attitude. It was really extraordinary to have such an attitude at such an age. But it is not so much that I am talking nonsense about training soldiers. I am still a special force soldier. If I can't train soldiers well, I will be sorry for myself. I still have to go back. I still have to take the position of the young marshal. It's a headache to drive the ducks on the shelves. "What are the young marshals going back to the Western Regions? Qing Cang's army is about to become an army. I'll pull out the soldiers to practice. Only after I can I find out that the wild hunting starts in a few days, I'll give the young marshal a good face."

Chen Qi has entered the work state and has been in Daqin for more than a month. In addition to the recent days, he has been quite leisurely. His father's second brother is relatively busy, and he is relatively busy. He is busy. At every meal, his father's second brother will go back to his house to have dinner. The rhythm is very comfortable, and it is not as breathless as his own era. He flies around on his back and processes a large amount of information every day. Sometimes he can fly four or five places a day. In this era, the most efficient one is the Mohist family. The Mohist family has a rigorous structure and standardized organization, and has its own information system. The information transmission is fast and the pace is fast. The rhythm of life is closely related to the speed of information transmission.

Chen Qi enjoyed his leisurely state very much. As the head of the military government, Chen Qi felt the pleasure of being a superior. He paid for it in front of him at only 14 or 15 years old, and was about the same age as his current identity. In terms of literacy, he compared himself to his 14 or 15 years old. In those days, when he was fifteen years old, he was still pestering his father for a game console.

"Brother Chen, I'm talking nonsense, don't be surprised." Fu Qing bowed, "The method of rank is effective, Qing admires you, but Qing Cang's army is in shape but has no military spirit. It needs blood baptism to become a strong army. Now it is well-cared for. If it encounters the battlefield immediately, it will still collapse. Like most of the army in the Qin Dynasty, it is vulnerable."

Chen Qi was very impressed. Fu Qing said the same thing as he thought. The military spirit was created, the spirit of the team. He relied on the knowledge of later generations to know a lot. How old is Fu Qing? There is indeed no simple one. Compared with his cousin and Xiao Si, he has seven tricks and eight wise eyes. Compared with his junior high school classmates in later generations, he has already compared his descendants thousands of years later. He cannot underestimate the heroes of the world. The elites of the times. In any era, they are all elites. As a young marshal, Fu Qing has no airs to talk to him, which makes people feel comfortable. His education since childhood must be guided by experts. It seems that Fu Qing does not take the royal family seriously.

"I admire the method of military training, and I hope Brother Qi will give me advice."

The candlelight swayed, Fu Qing looked expectant, and his skin was crystal clear. Chen Qi smiled secretly and was on a blind date. It seemed that he was the one who couldn't figure out the situation. He pressed the table and thought carefully.

Fu Qing intends to have a good relationship with him, and there is a meaning of pleasing in his words. Chen Qishan is understanding. Huo Dong is not saying that Fu Qing’s biggest dream is to have his own team. Qing Cang’s army is ready-made and Fu Qing doesn’t look down on it. In other words, Qing Cang’s army is not loyal to Fu Qing. The military power of the Western Regions is in the hands of the Fu family. The 200,000 Shenwu Army shocked the northwestern border. It is known as the number one elite in the Qin Dynasty. Fu Qing, who is knowledgeable, will naturally not like Qing Cang’s army. In his eyes, Qing Cang’s army is just playing house.

What Fu Qing wants is a training method. The elite army and his own systematic training method, plus the concept of special forces. After practicing, the title of the First Army in the world will be changed. It can be seen that Fu Qing has a close relationship with the Mo family Juzi and has a lot of relationship with Miss Pei. I am afraid that he has something to do with Fu Qing. Everyone said that Fu Qing was afraid of the royal family and dared not participate. Chen Qi understood in his heart that Fu Qing's eyes, the wild hunting army is just a toy, and there is a Juzi.

Around me, I have a grasp of the situation in the world and have a forward understanding of the situation in the world. Fu Qingzhen doesn't want to participate. I return to the Western Regions and form the world's most powerful army. Chen Qi yearns for it. It's too tiring to conquer the world by himself. Chen Qi is so excited about it. He takes out the military training minutes he compiled a few days ago from the drawer, including special forces, and combines the current actual situation. Chen Qi handed it over without reservation. It is also an investment. At the same time, what Fu Qing saw, there are also a powerful tool for marching in winter, skis.

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