my grandfather was qin shi huang

As soon as Zhao Ying entered the Chinese army's tent, Han Xin, who was at the door of the tent with his sword on his waist and his head lowered, carefully looking at the map of the country, the country, and the country, was the first to notice his arrival and quickly stood up to salute.

"General Han, there is no need to be polite..."

Zhao Ying smiled and nodded at him.

At this time, Li Xin and Wang Li, who were facing each other and discussing the next training plan in front of the case, heard the noise and stood up together.

"General—"

Zhao Ying smiled and returned the salute.

"What, so devoted..."

"General Wang and I are considering the next training plan——"

Li Xin seems to have gradually emerged from the haze of the past recently, his eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and his face is a little more smiley than before.

"General, just now General Li also said that our new recruit camp is almost as good as the elite in the military, but it is still a little short of seeing the real thing with real swords and guns - General, when will you take us to fight? …”

As Wang Li said this, he couldn't help but get ready to give it a try.

When Zhao Ying saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.

But what Wang Li and Li Xin said is right. This team has paid such a heavy price and has been trained to this level. If they want to really transform it into their true heritage, they must put it on the battlefield and really see it. See blood and actually experience several battles.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to form real combat power.

"Don't worry, if you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future..."

Wang Li was still asking, but Zhao Ying had already changed the subject. He turned to look at Li Xin and asked with a smile.

"General Li, Captain Xiong's list has been finalized..."

According to Zhao Ying's original plan, Xiong Hejing helped him train an elite scout team.

Because he had to keep an eye on Kuaiji County, Xiong stayed in the recruit camp as a supervisor after he left in shock. He said he was supervising the training and discipline of these recruits. However, the recruit camp almost became a concentration camp for King Juan. , who else needs supervision?

Therefore, his main task is to teach some methods of detecting and spying on information, and to observe and select some good seedlings that can be used as scouts.

After the military exercise of the recruit camp, Zhao Ying decided to formally establish the scout camp.

When he came here today, besides observing and understanding the basic conditions of the recruit camp, the most important thing was this.

"It's basically settled, and I'm just about to ask the general to take a look..."

Li Xin took out a bamboo slip from the tables on the side and handed it to Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying took a quick glance and got a general idea. There are more than 3000 people in the recruit camp, including 120 Mohist disciples, [-] retainers, and even the cooks in the kitchen. He can almost all call them by name.

I also remember the performance of these people in previous training evaluations in the military.

"Chen Sheng, disciple..."

Looking at the two names specially marked by Xiong, Zhao Ying couldn't help but ponder.

Others were easy to say, but this Chen Sheng made him hesitate.

Because every time he saw this name, it reminded him of Chen Sheng, the gravedigger of the Qin Dynasty who raised his arms in Daze Township and shouted, "Princes, generals, and ministers would rather be born."

And during this time, he had people carefully investigate Chen Sheng's background.

Although he is the nephew of Bai Fen, the head of the Bai clan in Mei County, his hometown is really Yangcheng. It is very likely that he is the famous grass-head king Chen Sheng in later generations.

So, really let him be his scout?

When he thinks of this, Zhao Ying always has a particularly strange feeling in his heart.

"Captain Xiong does have a good vision. This Chen Sheng is indeed a good prospect..."

Seeing Zhao Ying looking at the list, silent and seemingly having trouble making a decision, Li Xin couldn't help but speak.

"This person seems to be rough, but he is actually bold, careful, flexible, quick-witted, and somewhat heroic. If a scout battalion is established, he would be a pretty good candidate to lead it."

"General Li's words are right. Moreover, that disciple was good friends with him. He has a calm temperament and is cautious. He and he complement each other perfectly. They can each lead a team..."

Unexpectedly, even Wang Li, a great guy, was quite optimistic about these two people.

While Zhao Ying was pondering, he suddenly found that Han Xin, who had just been studying the map of the country, the country, the country, and the country, was also listening with his ears pricked up, and he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

"General Han, what do you think of these two people..."

Han Xin didn't expect that Zhao Ying would ask him, so he was slightly startled and said without hesitation.

"Sheng, rebellious, bold and careful, is indeed the best choice for a scout. Disciple, cautious in temperament, calm and decisive in work, can lead an army alone even if he is not a scout in the army..."

Hearing Han Xin's comments, Zhao Ying couldn't help but smile and nodded.

Sure enough, although the trajectory of his destiny has been different, he is still the same Han Xin who dares to speak out.

"In this case, then according to this list, add 36 more people to make up the number of two hundred. Everyone will be promoted to the first level, and Chen Sheng and his disciples will be the hundred generals to set up a scout camp!"

In ancient times, "scouts" were the eyes of the army. These people not only needed to go deep into the enemy camp, investigate the enemy's situation, and deliver news, but they also needed to understand the landforms, determine water sources, draw maps, and have the ability to open roads in the mountains and build bridges in the water. Sometimes, He even had to take on the task of assassinating enemy generals.

Dancing on the edge of a knife almost every day is extremely dangerous.

Therefore, these people are all elites in the army. They must not only be good at riding and shooting, be bold and careful, but also must have their own unique skills, which is not easy to cultivate.

But along with these high risks, there are many opportunities to make meritorious deeds and show off.

It can be regarded as finding wealth in danger!

Immediately, Zhao Ying summoned Chen Sheng and his disciples, and consulted the two of them face to face. Although the military orders were overwhelming, even if Zhao Ying made direct arrangements, there was no room for the two of them to talk, but the scout camp was too important to allow them to talk. Not to be careless, Zhao Ying still wanted to ask these two people what they thought personally.

If you really have to force it, then think about it again.

As a result, when Chen Sheng heard that he was asked to serve as a general in the rear camp, Chen Sheng did not hesitate. As if he had received some great recognition, he agreed on the spot and patted his chest.

"Thanks to the general's trust, my subordinates are obliged to do so!"

On the contrary, Tu Tu hesitated for a moment, but seeing that Chen Sheng agreed so readily, he followed suit.

After taking care of the two core figures of the scout camp, Zhao Ying finally let go of most of his worries. Chen Sheng and his disciples were left behind, and Xiong and Gai Nie were specially invited.

Although Gai Nie, a world-famous swordsman, still refused to accept the reward from Zhao Ying, the emperor's eldest grandson and champion general, he acquiesced in his identity as the chief swordsman instructor.

Moreover, he teaches very enthusiastically.

Whenever he walked in the army and listened to the constant greetings and salutes in his ears, he would always look cold and stern, and respond with a majestic and steady nod, and his chest would be three points higher than before.

The chief swordsman instructor!

Even His Royal Highness Zhao Ying, the eldest grandson of the Emperor, and the grandson of the old general Wang Jian’s family have to learn swordsmanship with me——

This indescribable sense of accomplishment made him feel tipsy like never before.

After consulting Chen Sheng and his disciples, several people immediately circled dozens of candidates and rounded up the number of two hundred.

With the support of Zhao Ying, not only everyone in this scout camp was promoted to the first level and their salary was doubled, but all supplies were also freely supplied. From then on, Xiong and Gai Nie put their main focus on these 200 people.

To this end, Zhao Ying also specially transferred a master from Jiangshan Shejisi who was good at observing landforms and drawing maps, and then personally borrowed [-] elite Mohist disciples, including Shiqi Brown, from Juziqin to teach them Some of the basic skills often used by scouts include building roads through mountains and filling bridges when encountering water.

Since then, the scout camp was officially established.

In order to cope with possible dangerous situations in the future, Zhao Ying decided to build this scout camp into the most elite scouts of this era. He is proficient in military strategy and military situation, and naturally knows the importance of scouts in an army.

After such a delay, when I returned to the house, it was already dark.

After having dinner with his family and returning to his study, Zhao Ying immediately called the steward of the house.

"How are you preparing the things I asked you to collect..."

"Back to the young master, most of the colored glazes on the market today are colored or translucent. We can't find the kind of transparent colored glaze you mentioned for the time being - but I'm sending people to look for them..."

The steward glanced nervously at the increasingly majestic young master.

When Zhao Ying heard this, he couldn't help but frown.

This is very troublesome——

In the previous life, wasn't it said that someone could grind lenses out of glass?

Why can't I find it when I get here?

The steward looked at Zhao Ying, who was frowning, and thought he was going to punish himself. His legs went weak and he knelt on the ground with a pop.

"The villain has neglected his duty, please punish me..."

Zhao Ying was just thinking about something when he was startled by this guy's behavior. Looking at his frightened look, he immediately understood and waved his hand with a gentle smile.

"It's okay, get up. You might as well ask someone to go to other places to inquire. As long as there is one, the price is negotiable..."

When the manager saw that Zhao Ying really had no intention of punishing him, he got up and went down with many thanks.

It was very troublesome if we couldn't find transparent glass. If we couldn't find it, we couldn't make lenses by grinding glass, and the idea of ​​building a simple telescope couldn't be realized.

It's a pity that I don't know how to make glass.

I remember that in my previous life, there were some big guys who made it clear that simply burning sand would not produce glass at all. Quartz stone had to be extracted, and then other ingredients had to be added.

So, this is very embarrassing!

Don't talk about the ingredients, even if you pull the quartz stone out of the sand, you will make yourself a fool!

If I had known that I was going to time travel, I would have studied liberal arts instead of becoming a big shot in science and engineering...

Zhao Ying complained in his heart, but he had no choice but to throw money at it, hoping to find a few pieces of glass with high transparency that could temporarily replace glass.

However, although you don’t know how to turn sand into glass, you can get people to do it first.

Um--

Didn't some people say that those Fang family magicians were ancient chemists?

Then let me move!

So, early the next morning, following the order from His Royal Highness the Emperor Changsun, the Fang family warlocks who had just experienced another catastrophe due to the fake elixir incident and had become frightened birds were once again disturbed by the government. The chicken is flying and the dog is jumping, and the heart is frightened.

Some people even leave wills for their families when they go out...

There's nothing you can do about it, because you can't run away.

Da Qin implemented an extremely strict household registration system. If a person wants to go out, he must have "examination", "passage" and "talisman". If not, he will be arrested in minutes!

Under the strict laws of the Qin Dynasty, every citizen of the Qin Dynasty was a rising star with sharp eyes.

After making these arrangements, Zhao Ying rode on his Dawan horse and rushed to the palace without much delay. There was no way, Zhao Gao was beaten half to death that day, and if he wanted to drive the carriage, he might not be able to do it for a while.

Zhang Liang, his part-time stable boy, was pushed to the shelves again by himself and became the storyteller of Da Qin. He became a vanguard in fighting against the remnants of the Six Kingdoms for the direction of public opinion. Now he has taken office.

Forehead--

When he thought of Zhang Liang, he suddenly thought of the pair of masters and disciples he had left behind.

Zhang Liang...

Are you all right?

Forget it, forget it, never mind, it’s none of my business anyway!

Putting this little matter behind him, Zhao Ying rode straight to Zhangtai Palace. Without Zhao Gao, he had to be more diligent. If the First Emperor felt inconvenienced and thought of Zhao Gao again, it would be really bad. Got it!

Well, I should suggest to the eldest father later that he find another CRRC Fu Ling.

Zhao Ying hurried on while thinking about his thoughts, and soon arrived at the gate of Zhangtai Palace. His thoughts were all on how to find a suitable Zhongche Fuling, and he didn't pay attention to the situation of the guards at the door.

When he reached the door, without thinking, he skillfully and smoothly threw the reins of his Dawan horse into the arms of a "guard" at the door. Without raising his eyes, he turned around and strode inside.

There is no need to explain at all. Every day, these guards are already familiar with his style and requirements. They will consciously lead the horses to the stables every day and serve them with good feed.

Sometimes, the fur will be combed carefully.

Hu Hai, the leader of the Forbidden Army who had just taken office and was blocking the door, waiting for this piece of shit, looked at the reins in his hands and then at Zhao Ying who had already climbed up the stairs, and suddenly felt numb.

I guess, what does this bitch do with such big eyes?

Is this taking advantage of my current person?

I am a master of the Qin Dynasty, not a humble groom!

"Dog——Zhao Ying, stop for me!"

Who is so arrogant?

Zhao Ying suddenly looked back, yo-ho——

Hu Hai!

This bitch actually came to the palace to work as a guard?

Zhao Ying's scalp suddenly became numb.

Damn it, I just cleared Zhao Gao away, and here comes another Hu Hai!

He is no longer the novice he was when he first time traveled. One look at Hu Hai's outfit, and he knows that this guy has probably taken over the power of the Imperial Guard in the army. This position is more dangerous and deadly than Zhao Gao's original position!

He immediately became very energetic!

But at this time, he couldn't allow him to think too much. He stood on the steps and was stunned for a moment, then turned around with a loud laugh, and before Hu Hai could react, he rushed to Hu Hai, who was showing his teeth and claws, without saying a word. He said, hugging Hu Hai into the creaking nest and giving him a suffocating warm hug.

"Hahaha, Uncle Eighteen, you miss me so much——"