When he led the militia through two hundred miles of training, and successfully returned to the village, more than 600 people's ranks up and down, all like they were fished out of the water.

The shoulders carry heavy logs, deep in the thick snow, a shallow foot of struggle, but also to maintain a fast enough speed; such high-intensity long-distance training, so that everyone in the process is sweating.

The snow that kept falling, fell on their heads, and immediately was their hot body temperature, and the raw melted into ice water, the kind of cold and irritation that slides down their faces into the neck and chest, which is really called an abnormal soul.

The old man counted the number and found that no one had been left behind after being fallen in the middle of the road, and there was no more ink; with a big wave of his hand, all these militiamen were driven into the village, in several public baths in the village.

The team in charge of logistics burned dozens of hot water in the cauldron early, allowing these people to take a hot bath and change into dry clothes.

After all, in this kind of weather, even with the strong physical quality of the natives of the original people, let the cow master so as a cattle general exercise, if you do not pay attention to these small details of the logistics work, it may be possible to have serious injuries in the militia.

As for the cow master, he would never be huddled with these earthy goods under his hands in the narrow bathroom compartment to wash his body; the ultimate reason for all this stems from a sad story before.

Once before, the cow master in order to share the pain with his soldiers, want to make a piece of the mind; holding a large bucket of hot water, into the public bathroom full of inexplicable smell.

Then, when the old man pulled himself clean and planned to start washing his body, the public bathroom, which was still noisy, suddenly became strangely quiet.

He could feel countless eyes full of curiosity, surprise, inquiry, and secretly observed in his own direction, and for no reason, the cow master felt that his chrysanthemum was tight.

After washing himself in a hurry, Master Niu left the public bathroom dressed, and in the process, he did not even dare to take out the soap in the washing bag.

The front foot just walked out of the bathroom door, behind the bathroom suddenly sounded all kinds of arguments, of which the thick voice of the reckless goods, more loud and clear: "I said it!We gave the cow master so much big supplement, how may there be no effect, you see..."

In short, since then, Master Niu has never moved again, and has gone to the public bathroom to wash his mind; as for the idea of sharing the pains with these locals, it has never arisen again.

Later, in the small wooden house of the cow master, there was a special washing room, which had a huge stone bathtub; here it also became a special washing room for the cow master.

At this time, soaked in this huge bathtub, but also enjoy the big girl and two twin sisters, the head and shoulder massage provided by the cow master; feel the whole body of the pores, are comfortable to the extreme of the cow master, almost in the bathtub to sleep in the past.

But then enjoyed a breakfast and lunch, and after the abundant food was carried out at the same time, the cow master did not have a little sleepiness, so he put on his army coat and pushed the door out again.

The three chicks who were struggling with a large boar rib rib platoon, saw the cow's master getting up and going out; suddenly it seemed to think of something, and suddenly he laughed with his mouth, like a little fox who stole the chicken to eat.

*****

It was still a snowy afternoon, and there was not even a ghost in the village.

The old man looked up at the wall, and the few had only a roof, and the whistle towers that were leaking everywhere; only a few sentry towers, and the guards wrapped around like a porcupine were still on guard.

He did not relax because of the heavy snow in the sky and the danger that had never been seen in the snow; for this, the cow master was very satisfied.

To this end, he made a decision in his heart that in the future, like such a special case, the soldiers who are on duty can be assigned to about one or two burners each time; let them come to a mouthful when they are difficult to get up, and warm the body that is about to be frozen.

Stepping on the snow at his feet, the old man walked along the alley in the village in the alley; suddenly a voice, suddenly, from the side of the cabin to the ears.

"Yes, no, no, then I'll come out the last one, one 3; haha, you weak chickens still dare to ask me to fight the landlord."This sound is rough and loud, so that the cow master can hear it and know that it is the sound of the reckless goods.

But what makes the cow master more concerned is that in this cold afternoon, after some hard training in the morning, the militia soldiers did not go home to put their mother-in-law to sleep, but gathered here to fight the landlord, it is very illustrative.

This shows that his ox master has finally achieved fruitful results for the continuous spiritual civilization construction of the Black Stone tribe.

He spent a lot of thought, bought in the small commodity market in Yiwu, the whole lot of entertainment supplies were not bought in vain; you see the soldiers in the tribe, now bid farewell to those low-level, vulgar tastes, ran here to fight the landlord is not.

With this gratifying feeling, Master Niu gently pushed open the door and went in, only to see the small room, actually opened two tables of poker, a table of mahjong.

Only one of the heads of the arm, at this time are sitting at the mahjong table, that is called a frowning dance; the cow master glanced at a distance and found that he was still listening to the cards in all the way, and his luck was quite good.

For the bull master's push door to enter, these dedicated soldiers, no one found; as a result, also let the cow master see such a crying and laughing scene:

Just won a handful of reckless, proud to take over, from the opponent's hands won two big white rabbit milk candy, placed in the pile of loot in front of him.

And in that messy loot, the bovine master can see a dozen big white rabbit milk candy, eat half of the pork canned, use most of the gas lighter, and even have all kinds of denominations of food tickets, and many other things.

Soon, the cow master's face began to twitch, it is obvious that the cattle under his hands, no teacher learned to gamble.

Although it seems that using these actions as a bet is more like a game of the little cubs, the cow master knows that such a style can never be promoted in the Black Stone tribe.

At least, even if this thing can not be banned, at least he must show the official attitude of the Blackstone tribe, gambling absolutely not...

So after more than ten minutes, the whole black stone tribe was gathered up and down in the huge roar of the cow master.

Then in the snow and cold wind, the old man held his electric trumpet and stinked everyone for half an hour; during the period, he heard the people shocked by the harsh treatment of the future found gambling behavior.

Finally, it was the unfortunate people who came home crying, and under the onlookers of all the tribe members, after getting rid of it, they carried the logs again in the cold wind and began to run around the wall.

They got a total of 666 laps of the city wall circle punishment, as for why this number, it is because the cow master thinks this number is quite auspicious!