Hold Your Hand·Xuantian Chaotic Times

Thanks to Ma Chao, Ling Hao can enjoy a separate training environment.But compared to the large army, the training was more than ten times more difficult, and now that there was no war in Xiliang, Ma Chao probably had a lot of free time, so Ling Hao, a small soldier, was the first to suffer psychological and physical torture...

"Put your chest up and keep your posture straight!" Ma Chao trained himself. For everyone, this is a supreme honor, but for Ling Hao, it is miserable.He hadn't rested for two hours, Ling Hao had a bitter face, and the spear in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties.Anyway, Ling Hao can be regarded as half a modern person, without so much physical strength.

Ma Chao only taught the most basic ones, and Ling Hao was exposed to the scorching sun for a whole morning.Ma Chao finally let him go: "Let's rest." As soon as the words fell, Ling Hao immediately collapsed on the ground.Ma Chao frowned, but Ling Hao really had no strength at all.

"Your muscles and bones are good, it seems that you have practiced for many years..." Ma Chao's scrutiny made Ling Hao's face freeze, but to his surprise, Ma Chao left after saying this sentence, Ling Hao was speechless, he felt Stay with Ma Chao for a few more days, and he will really collapse...

Although that is the case, Ma Chao does have that strength.His marksmanship is precise and ruthless, no matter in terms of lethality or appearance, it is simply perfect.Perhaps it was because his body had practiced kung fu before that Ling Hao could see his marksmanship clearly and could barely keep up with Ma Chao's training speed.If he can persevere, it is estimated that there will be great results.This is really good for Ling Hao, after all, Yiduo does not overwhelm him, and there are all benefits and no harm.

After hastily eating lunch, Ling Hao didn't see Ma Chao.After asking other people, I found out that Ma Chao had returned to the army tent.Ling Hao stood on the spot for a while, should he go to Ma Chao?Without Ma Chao, his afternoon training would be gone, but the physical fatigue made Ling Hao not want to move.The soldiers passing by looked at Ling Hao curiously.After hesitating for a while, Ling Hao sighed, and finally walked towards the military tent.

"General, are you there?" Ling Hao didn't enter the military tent, but asked outside the tent. "Come in." After obtaining Ma Chao's permission, Ling Hao opened the curtain and walked in.

What Ma Chao was looking at seemed to be a military document.Seeing that Ma Chao ignored him, Ling Hao said helplessly, "General, training in the afternoon?" "Well, wait a minute." Ma Chao picked up a brush and wrote on the paper with a somewhat perfunctory tone.Ling Hao had no choice but to wait quietly, and inadvertently glanced at the table, but Ling Hao found a pile of paperwork piled up on the corner of the table. So, Ma Chao has been correcting paperwork here since he left at noon?Ling Hao couldn't help but worried: "General, have you eaten yet?" Ma Chao didn't raise his head: "Eat later."Sure enough, Ling Hao frowned. Historically, Ma Chao only lived to be in his 40s before passing away. Could it be because he was too busy to eat?

Ling Hao paused for a while, then walked out of the military tent.Quickly came to the cooking room, the lunch time had passed, the cooking soldiers in the room were putting out their cigarettes, Ling Hao hurriedly said: "Master, wait a minute, please lend me the stove." The cooking soldiers looked at Ling Hao: "It's past lunch time, we can't add more food." Ling Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh or cry: "Master, you misunderstood, I am the bodyguard of the major general, and the general has not eaten yet, so I just want to... When the cooker heard this, his face showed embarrassment: "But, the ingredients have been used up." Ling Hao smiled and pointed to the face beside him: "Then can you lend me this?" The cooker nodded, and Ling Hao thanked him.

Ling Hao directly cut the noodles into strips, and the cooking soldiers on the side were stunned by his skillful knife skills.In fact, Ling Hao only knew how to cook some household meals in his previous life, but it is clear that Ling Hao's culinary skills were already at the top level in ancient times.The ancient condiments were very monotonous, Ling Hao glanced at the salt beside him, and simply took out the condiments from the exquisite bag.Soon, a bowl of noodles came out of the pot, and the aroma hit the noodles.The cook was in a daze, "Do you want to try it?" Ling Hao said.Cooking Bing nodded again and again, Ling Hao poured out all the noodles in the pot, handed it to Cooking Bing, then picked up another bowl with a smile, and went out the door.

Returning to the military account again, Ma Chao still immersed himself in revising the documents.Ling Hao stepped forward and placed his face directly in front of the document. Ma Chao was stunned for a second, "General, it's not too late to read it after eating." "...Let's put it here first." Ma Chao looked at the paper and picked up the document again.Ling Hao frowned: "General, but you can't trust a villain?" Ma Chao stopped his movements and did not refute.Ling Hao knew that he guessed right, it seemed that Ma Chao still doubted himself.Ling Hao sighed: "Since the general doesn't believe me, then I'll eat first." This time Ling Hao didn't use modesty, picked up the chopsticks, Ling Hao took a bite by himself, and then signaled to Ma Chao that there was nothing wrong.Seeing that Ma Chao still didn't move, Ling Hao paused, and slowly put down his chopsticks: "The noodles are here, the general can choose whether to eat or not, but the villain wants to say that although official duties are important, the body is more important." Ling Hao walked towards Ma Chao After a salute, he withdrew from the military tent.Ma Chao was speechless, looking at the tent door through which Ling Hao had withdrawn, for a long while.

Ling Hao outside the tent had a slight disappointment on his face. It was not so easy to gain the trust of others. After all, in this troubled world, Ling Hao was always alone. No one would know his background, and of course no one would understand. Ling Hao's inner loneliness.However, it was only a few days since I met Ma Chao, and he seemed a little too eager.If it were him, he wouldn't trust a stranger in just a few days.Thinking of this, Ling Hao's mood improved a lot.