Chapter 7 Nepotism
Soon, everyone realized that what Zhao Er said was not exaggerated at all, and was even a little conservative.

Zhao Yi, Zhao Jiuchong, did not appear on the reviewing platform in the left army camp until three quarters past the hour of Si, which was almost ten o'clock in the morning.

General Zhao was more than eight feet tall, with a strong and powerful build. He wore a well-made Ming Guang armor and a Feng Chi helmet on his head. He stood on the high platform, looking extremely majestic.

At the same time as he took the stage, dozens of heads, still dripping with blood, were hung high at the gate. They were all children of noble families who were not on the list of military honors.

After careful identification, they are all acquaintances.
All the noble young men in the camp were suddenly silent. How dare they kill people?

"I know that you all have extraordinary family backgrounds, some are grandsons of three dukes, some are sons of nine ministers, and some are direct descendants of aristocratic families, but in this camp of the Left Commander, everything is governed by military law!"

Zhao Yi's deep voice resounded throughout the camp, and it was impossible for everyone to hear it, but the messenger could not help but pass the head around the camp again.
Those who were weak in mental endurance fainted directly, and many people even vomited yesterday's midnight snack.

Although Li Yuanhui did not vomit, he was not in much better condition and his legs were a little unstable.

Even the original him had never seen such a scene, let alone him, a history enthusiast from modern society.

In the past, he only thought that if he traveled through time to ancient times, he would also be able to kill decisively. After watching too many TV dramas and movies, he believed that he had the potential to be a famous general, but this head still dripping with blood directly broke through his psychological defenses.

At this moment, he forgot all about his service as a follower of the emperor and the kings of Chu and Jin. He just wanted to go back.

Go back to the time and space that should have belonged to him.

Although he has no money, no partner, no house, no car, and even needs to go to work, it is not a problem. He would accept it even if he goes back to work overtime for free.
Guard Han Quan stepped forward to help him, which helped Li Yuanhui to calm down. Although his legs were still a little weak and his face was a little pale, at least he did not make a fool of himself.

Li Yuanhui looked around. There were several people who had collapsed on the ground and vomited all over the floor, while others had legs shaking like sieves. He was naturally much stronger than these people.

But there was still a large number of people in the field who remained calm throughout the whole process, such as Du Bing, Yuwen Yue, Yu Zhongheng, Pei Xinggong and others who had made bold statements not long ago. Without exception, they had all practiced martial arts since childhood, were skilled in riding and shooting, and had all seen blood to some extent.

Li Yuanhui forced himself to cheer up and gradually recovered from the mental and physical discomfort. Then he patted Han Quan's arm,

Han Quan understood, stopped supporting her, and took a few steps back.

After being shocked, Zhao Yi quickly began to appoint officials and organize troops according to the previously compiled list.

The new army was organized into twelve battalions, each with a strength of about two thousand men, led by a Lang Jiang.

One battalion consists of five divisions, each with 400 men, led by a colonel.

Each division has two capitals, each capital has two hundred people, and is led by a commander.

There are four teams in one city, each team has fifty people, and is led by a team leader.

The team is divided into groups of Shi and Wu.

Li Yuanhui was appointed as the captain of the team because 30 of the 50 people in the team were from the Li family. According to Li Yuanhui's official title, he only needed to bring 10 people, but his second and third brothers were not in Luoyang, so they didn't have to come, but they had to send the people from the Li family.

The Pei brothers, Pei Xingfang and Pei Xinggong, also became squad leaders under Li Yuanhui.

Yu Zhongheng, Yuwen Yue, Du Bing, Wei Guangxia and Zhao Jiong were also team leaders, but they were not all together.

Only Du Bing, who looked the most powerful, lived in the same capital with Li Yuanhui. The commander was Li Yuanhui's cousin, named Li Huaizhen, whose father was Li Shenfu, the governor of Yizhou. The two had the same great-grandfather, and were considered close relatives within the fifth degree of mourning. Their great-grandfather Li Yan had seven sons, of which Li Yuanhui was the third, and Li Huaizhen's grandfather was the sixth.

"Nineteen, are you feeling better?"

"I've seen Brother Ten, I'm already well again"

Nineteen, ten, this is the ranking of Li Yuanhui and Li Huaizhen among their peers.

After the two brothers exchanged a few words of greeting, Li Huaizhen led more than 400 people from Bendu to the armory to collect uniforms, armor, and weapons, and then returned to the barracks to settle down.

By the time all this was done, it was already evening.

After dinner, the general of the camp, Dou Guang, called a meeting of officers above the rank of captain to discuss matters. For Li Yuanhui, this officer was no one else but his late mother's brother, that is, his uncle.
In short, all the leaders in this camp, including the entire new army, are related to each other.

Take this battalion for example, there are five captains. The captain of this battalion is Zheng Xi, who is from the Zheng family of Xingyang and is the cousin of his eldest sister-in-law.

Wang Renze was born in the Wang family of Taiyuan and married the daughter of the Dou family, making him his cousin's husband.

Liu Shiju, not many relatives, but old friends, was a classmate of his elder brother Li Xiaoyan
Murong Shao was born into a royal family. His grandmother was Li Yuan's aunt.
There was another person named Li Chongyi, who was also from the Longxi Li family. Although they were not close relatives, they were of the same blood.
Do you think that's all?

If you change to other camps, it's almost the same. There are cousins, uncles, cousins, brothers, brothers-in-law, cousins, cousins, old friends, and good friends. There is no one who cannot be connected.

Boy, it's all nepotism.

All these made Li Yuanhui understand a truth: some things cannot be simply summarized by the word "fate".

Just this simple new army can reflect the current situation of the entire Great Yan court.

Not to mention the common people, even the poor and local tyrants had a hard time making a name for themselves. These positions in the court were all occupied by Xianbei nobles and aristocratic families.

Want to stand out? Just go to bed
Starting from July 11, all units began training, while the rebels outside the city were never idle for a moment.

"I am the Supreme Pillar of the State and the Minister of Rites. My family has accumulated a huge fortune. As for wealth and honor, I have nothing to ask for. Now I don't care about those who ruin their families and annihilate their clans. I only want to help the world solve its urgent needs and save the lives of the people."

Yang Xun's words were very inflammatory to the people living under the harsh rule of the Great Yan court. Thousands of people joined the army every day, and the surrendered troops were reorganized.

By the time he reached the city of Luoyang, the rebel army had grown to more than 50,000 people. Many children of high-ranking officials and nobles came from Guanzhong and other places to join him. There were even people in Luoyang who secretly left the city to join the rebels.

Yang Xun personally led his troops to besiege Shangchun Gate in the north of Luoyang City. He divided his troops into 5,000 troops to occupy Cidong Road west of Luoyang and Yique Road connecting Yingyin in the south of Luoyang. He also sent 3,000 troops to besiege Xingyang and ordered his brother Yang Gongren to lead 5,000 troops to capture Hulao.

Faced with an urgent situation, the new army, which had only been formed for three days, went to the battlefield.

After a few days of ancient military life, Li Yuanhui now misses the days when he could work overtime all day and occasionally take a break. He wants to eat fried chicken, drink iced cola, watch short videos and watch black silk stockings.
Now, he could only lean against the city wall, listen to the shouting and killing below the city, watch his own soldiers shooting arrows, and occasionally shout a few words just to pretend.

In just one day, he could calmly look at the blood that had gathered into rivers and the corpses scattered all over the ground, although he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
It turns out that his heart can be so hard.

Is this numbness or progress?

(End of this chapter)