"Jiayin...Bingmao...Ren Chou..."

The prince-in-law began to call people according to the grid number, and the military academy he was called was invited out of the general hall. It was considered that he had not passed this round and he needed to return to the original camp.

There were 17 people who were eliminated in the first round. Zhou Shixian said that it seems that there are quite a lot of people who want to spend money to make a living.

Using the [gaze] skill to provoke soldiers is actually not the best way, because military energy needs to be cultivated and can be cultivated. However, his current time is limited and he must have a force to use as soon as possible. Therefore, he can only use this method to rescue the emergency first, and then talk about what happened in the future.

The soldiers sitting below were confused. No one raised their hands, so why were seventeen people invited out?

But there is no time to think about these things carefully, because the second question of the prince-consort is here again.

"We, the army in the palace, faced with the troops in the old camp of the thieves, if everyone has the same number of people, and if we think we can win, raise your hand and let me see."

Everyone immediately raised their hands below, and they were all neatly brushed.

Activate skills, [Gaze].

It doesn't matter whether they raise their hands or not. Zhou Shixian immediately saw various cyclones on their heads. Generally speaking, it is still mostly warm, which means that most of the people here still have considerable confidence in the prince-consort and the soldier in the palace, and are proud of their own abilities, and are not convinced that they have the reputation of breaking into the old camp.

This is not bad, because morale is the soul of the army. In fact, the mentality of the government army in fighting against thieves was still at the upper hand for a long time, but it did not begin to collapse in the past two years. Zhou Shixian counted secretly and felt relieved.

"Yi Chou...Ding Yin..." He started calling people by position again.

Thirty-one was eliminated in this round, plus the seventeen eliminated in the previous round, which means there are still seventy-two left.

Those who had passed the two levels had seen the hope of crossing the line, and their hearts became more and more nervous. They couldn't help but wait for the prince-consort to ask the question that everyone knew.

"Same as the previous one, but instead of changing the opponent from a thief to a Tartar," said the prince-consort, "the number of people on both sides is still the same. If you think we can defeat the Manchurian soldiers, raise your hand and let me see."

The raised hands are still in one piece, because this is the answer I thought of in advance.

Activate skills, [Gaze].

This time, Zhou Shixian looked at it and found a cold cyclone, with some warm cyclones mixed in. He counted carefully and found a total of twenty-two.

And many of those cold cyclones are black.

Only twenty people picked out, only twenty-two people believed that their team could beat Manchu soldiers.

In other words, ninety-eight people think they want to lose.

Zhou Shixian sighed in his heart. He did not blame these soldiers, but the Ming army officers and soldiers had indeed developed a deep fear of the Manchu Tartars.

Manchu soldiers can indeed fight, but they have been infinitely exaggerated in one legend after another.

Following him, he found that this time there was actually one person who didn't raise his hand.

This is very rare. Even if other people are afraid, they will raise their hands and pretend not to be afraid. This person actually understands that he is afraid of Tartars and isn’t he afraid of embarrassment?

"The one in Xinchen's seat stood up and replied." Xu Yong said with a gloomy face, "What's your name? Which camp is from?"

Everyone knows that this is the new Five Army Criminal Officer, and everyone has heard of the original Jinyiwei General Banner's reputation as the ruthless and ruthless. Seeing his expression on his face, they can't help but worry for the person who dared not raise his hand. This reputation is not easy to be aware of.

"The villain is from the Qili Fort camp in the east of the city, and is called Wei Xun." The soldier stood up and looked proud.

"Okay," Xu Yong grinned, "taken it."

Xu Yong could not bear this man's courage to be so arrogant in front of the prince-consort, so he was ready to drag him out to fight forty military sticks first.

"Wait," Zhou Shixian raised his hand to stop the flag-plaque officer who was preparing to come forward to get people, shook his head and said, "It was me who told them to answer my words according to their original intentions. If he was afraid, he would say he was afraid. This was not considered despising Shangguan, so he would be spared."

The soldier named Wei Xun escaped, but he still wanted to stalk his neck and said with a voice: "Report to the prince, the villain is not afraid!"

"Aren't you afraid?" Zhou Shixian became interested, "Why don't you raise your hand?"

"If the little one fights with the Tartar soldiers alone, the villain dares to fight two." Wei Xun said loudly, "If everyone is ten to ten, the villain thinks we can win, if it is thousands to thousands, then..."

After all, he didn't dare to say the three words "I can't win", but everyone can understand the meaning of the words.

"Well, I thought you really had some insights," Zhou Shixian smiled. "I have seen you so much, but I just think you are so powerful. First, I can't trust you, comrades, and second, I'm the Jurchens. But you don't know that the officers and soldiers have fought against the Tartars, and the earth-shaking battles have all been so shocking that the Daling River, Xiaoling River, Zhejiang soldiers, and Baigang soldiers have all killed the Tartars."

Wei Xun had never heard of these examples mentioned by the prince-consort, so he was so stupid that he couldn't answer.

"Although it's not difficult for me to do it, I can't use the soldiers like you." Zhou Shixian waved his hand gently: "Get out of my camp."

Seeing Wei Xun being forked by two flag officials, the rest of the people were not afraid to show up, waiting for the prince-consort to make the final decision.

Zhou Shixian picked up the pen, hooked off the people with black cyclones on the head on the paper, and handed the list to Wei Donglai.

"These fifty-six people, come to the camp."

After all, we are not going to fight against the Qing soldiers tomorrow. As long as those cold-colored cyclones that are not dark in color can win a battle, there is a possibility of starting to change.

At least, no one is afraid of the rebel army in this camp, which is a good start.

"Master, there is something to do," Gu Shiba approached Zhou Shixian and said a few words softly.

Zhou Shixian's eyes lit up: "Get the Governor's Mansion... use the fire cards of the Five City Military and Ma Si to bring people into the city. Don't go to the mansion, just wait for me in the backyard."

Gu Shiba left as he was ordered. Zhou Shixian pondered for a moment and called Wei Donglai, Ruichang and Zhang Yong to his side.

"How many people are there in the two camps now?"

"Including the fifty-six people who entered the camp today, there were a total of 137 officers and 2,208 soldiers." Wei Donglai immediately reported the number.

"If I want to go out to fight, how long will it take for you to prepare?"

"If you want to go back to the prince-in-law, these people are not new recruits. If the soldiers fight, they can leave as soon as possible. They can't say how long it takes to prepare." Wei Donglai and Ruichang looked at each other and said carefully, "But if they start fighting now, they are afraid they are not opponents of the Tartars."

"Don't fight the Tartars."

"I understand the mark!" Wei Dong said, "If it is a three or four thousand rebel army, it is enough to fight!"

"Don't fight the rebels."
Chapter completed!