"From the moment I came to the Far East, from the moment I came into contact with you, I have heard your grumbling all the time, how cold this land is, how barren this land is, how your military pay is never enough, and your soldiers are always suffering......

"I can't say you're deceiving, because that's how you live, but I can tell you now that those days of poverty will never be returned!"

"What kind of place is Guanwai? In your eyes, half of the year is cold here, and people are often trapped at home for four or five months under heavy snowfall......

"The output of the land is also very poor, the grain grows for that season a year, and you will be content to grow some corn or something, although there are game, fur, ginseng, deer antlers, precious herbs and many wood, all of which are valuable goods, but the road is not open, you can't send it out at all, and naturally you can't exchange for more continuous goods!"

"This is what the prime minister said about guarding the golden rice bowl and asking for food!"

"But from today onwards, your fate has begun to change! As long as you can control Heilongjiang, control the entire border defense line, and assist the volunteers to win this war, then even if the Manchus cut off your supplies, we Chinese can help you solve this problem!"

"Vladivostok is the best port in the Far East, and as long as you take a little rest, merchant ships from all over the world will gather here, and all the rich products outside the border will be continuously transported out through the port......

"How many ginseng and deer antlers do you have in your hand? How much do you sell on weekdays? The merchants of Vladivostok came and offered at least three times the price to buy ......."

"Lord Lin, how many mountains and forests are there in your jurisdiction? There is always wood that is more than 200 years old, right? Cut it down and send it to the port, how many rich businessmen in the south of the Yangtze River do you know who need this treasure to build bridges and roads, temples and towers......!

"You are short of military rations? What are you kidding, we have opened up our supply of rice that crops three times a year in Nanyang! It's cheap and delicious, and you're afraid of starvation as a soldier!"

"All this, I only ask you to respond to us, as long as we win this battle, all this is not a dream! Don't expect the imperial court, has there been an extra post road built outside the gate over the years? No, there were several ancient post roads two hundred years ago, and now they are still those ones, and the wealth of the white mountains and black waters is blocked ......here."

The more the little ghost spoke, the more excited he became: "The money given to you today is just some open silver, and the real good days are still to come! You don't believe me, don't you still believe in Prime Minister Xiao Cheng in the East China Sea? What has become of the Chinese people, can't you really see it?"

The words encouraged everyone were full of enthusiasm: "That's right! I said a long time ago that it would not be possible to mix like this, but I have seen through this winter, what guns and cannons do the volunteers use, what do we use? What kind of military rations do people eat, and what do we eat?"

"In the past, it was governed by national law, and we had no problem, but now that Your Majesty has a holy decree, what are you hesitating about......?"

The generals finally dispelled their last doubts, and revealed their old backgrounds one after another: "My 120 brothers dare to fight and kill!

"I don't have many hands, seventy brothers, all of them are relatives of my own family, I didn't say a word......"

"I have sixty here, and I have one hundred and eleven ......."

As soon as you say a word to the crowd, a death squad of 1,500 people gathered in an instant. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Hunchun patted the mud seal of the wine jar, the strong fragrance overflowed, and he gave himself a knife on his wrist and blood dripped into the wine jar.

"Brothers! What we are doing today is too big, and it is destined to be recorded in the annals of history, so that future generations will not forget it for thousands of years! Don't say that I am verbose in Hunchun, facing the gods of the sun and the moon, one person comes with a knife, and after drinking blood wine, let's do a big thing!"

"Brothers, from today on, we will be a complete imperial faction! In the future, when we are on the side of the Qing monarch, everyone knows this! Come ......" A dagger stabbed into the table.

Lao Lin pulled out a dagger and gave it to his palm, and the blood dripped into the wine jar, "Wealth is in danger, and my life is sold to the emperor!"

The eyes of all the generals in the hall were red, and one by one they stepped forward to stab the blood into the altar. By the time the ceremony was all completed, the jar of wine was already red and had no taste of wine.

The plasma poured into the bowl was full of blood, and the Fuso samurai grew up eating raw food, and when they saw this scene, they were immediately excited, and Inoyama also pulled out his knife and stabbed his arm, "Together, all the kings, please ......" He also joined in.

In the end, even the Fog Hidden Imp pierced his index finger and dripped a drop of blood, and the ritual was completed.

"!" There was a slow bowl of blood in the big porcelain bowl, and everyone raised their necks to dry, and then they fell to the ground and roared, "Mobilize troops!

At this moment, Ningguta City has been completely boiling, and the personal soldiers of the generals of each family are shuttling back and forth from their own camps to gather all the private soldiers at the north gate, and Lao Lin as the commander-in-chief began to gather and rebuild.

The foggy imp and Hunchun had three hundred cavalry and began to prepare supplies along the way, and everyone was busy tying up on horseback.

In order to increase Lao Lin's victory rate, the Misty Imp dug up all the weapons hidden in Ningguta City, which was enough to equip eight hundred elites.

Lao Lin's excited eyes lit up, "Okay, well, the death squad is equipped with these magic weapons, and I will take this deal for you who is in charge!"

Unexpectedly, Lao Lin was born with a beard before, and at this moment he excitedly said all the spoken words in the past. The person who is a confidant dies, Lao Lin has never been responsible for such a difficult task alone in his life, and it feels good to be reused.

Hunchun and the others were ready, and before leaving, they yelled at Vice General Lin, "Brother, I will only give you four days! There are still 10,000 cavalry behind you, but if you mix up to the point of using those soldiers, you will lose my lord!"

"Remember, I'm waiting for your good news in Aihui!" After saying that, Hunchun and the Fog Hidden Imp two teams gathered together and rushed towards the north.

"General, just look at it! Brother, if I can't complete the mission, I will die in Qiqihar!"

"Are all the people together? When they are all together, they all change their equipment, and they all give me the appearance of ordinary people...... Take the path and we'll go west!"

It was at this time that the foggy imp released the carrier pigeon, and one of the biggest variables of this war in the Far East began to kick in, and this good news flew all the way to the Zhiyuan.

In the temporary headquarters of Vladivostok City, the people were excited, and the good news sent by Sister Wu shocked the people present, and Long Ye looked at the map in amazement and muttered to himself, "She did it......!

Speaking of which, Long Ye shot like lightning, opened his bow left and right, and gave himself two loud mouths: "I'm such a fucking fool! I'm really sorry for her before! When you come back, I'll buy wine to make amends for you......"

"Prime Minister, let's transfer troops...... Dispatch the elite to the north, the key to this war is no longer here!"

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