Chapter 85 - The Soldier Returns to His Heart [Seeking Collection]

"Du Xiang, you come to fight!" Zhao Fan picked up the horsewhip on the ground and handed it to Du Rangneng beside him.

Du Rangneng took the horsewhip, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Lord Wang, are you serious?" ”

"Nonsense, of course I ......" Zhao Fan glared at Du Rangneng, and before he finished speaking, Du Rangneng had already whipped the horsewhip on his back.

"Smack!"

The moment the whip was drawn, a blood mark appeared on Zhao Fan's back, and he exhaled in pain.

The soldiers below were even more restless, eager to rush up and be beaten for Zhao Fan.

"Smack, smack, slap......"

"Two, Three, Four, Five, Six......"

Du Rang was able to twitch one after another, Xu Yong counted lightly over and over again, and blood stains appeared on Zhao Fan's back, which soon soaked his clothes.

At this moment, the whip not only whipped Zhao Fan's body, but also whipped the hearts of all the soldiers present.

"Master Du, lighter, lighter!"

"Master Du, enough is enough, it's already twenty!"

"The surname is Du, if you don't stop, I'm not done with you!"

"Brothers, get him!"

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"Stop!"

Just when the soldiers had already drawn their weapons and were about to rush to the stage to teach Du Rangneng a good lesson, Zhao Fan, who was originally kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head and said a word, stopping the riot in time.

At this moment, Zhao Fan only felt that his consciousness was already a little blurred, and the wound on his back kept coming from a hot pain, which made him feel like he wanted to die.

Feeling the stinging pain in the wound, he could only mutter silently in his heart, he knew that he didn't pretend to be this force, but now it was better, and he beat himself half to death......

"Lord, lord, are you okay?" Xu Yong helped Zhao Fan up and asked eagerly.

"Nonsense, hit you and try it!" Zhao Fan glanced at Xu Yong, turned to Du Rangneng, and said with a somewhat strange expression, "Du Xiang, good job, you did a good job!" ”

"The prince is polite, this is what the prime minister should do." Du Rangneng waved his hand and smiled disapprovingly.

No wonder this thing was pulled out to block the gun by itself in history, there was a reason, it was too upright......

The corners of Zhao Fan's mouth twitched, and he no longer paid attention to Du Rangneng.

"You have all seen that anyone who violates military discipline will be punished, even me."

"I also know that there are still many people, the guard battalion did not arrest you, but I don't care about these, this time, the mistakes you made, I will help you bear them, we are not to blame in the past, but if there is a next time, there will be no circumstances to talk about, do you understand?"

Zhao Fan broke away from Xu Yong's arm, put the long sword on the ground, stood up tremblingly, and shouted loudly to the audience.

Because of the excessive force of shouting, he accidentally pulled the wound on his back, and Zhao Fan, who was in pain, gasped.

"Understood!"

The soldiers in the audience looked at Zhao Fan, who was a little blurred on the stage, and their eyes kept changing, from the initial incomprehension, to acceptance, to recognition, and finally to fanatical worship, which turned into a loud answer, gathered together, and pierced the sky above the entire Shaanzhou City.

If the combat effectiveness of Shou Wangjun before relied on a strong salary system and perfect welfare benefits, then from this moment on, there is a little more impact on their combat effectiveness, that is, Zhao Fan's personal personality charm!

In fact, Zhao Fan didn't want to be beaten like this, after all, he was just an ordinary person, and it was a very painful and terrible thing to be whipped by someone.

As for his fine skin and tender flesh, if he is beaten with this whip, he will have half a life if he does not die.

However, he also understood that if he used the bitter meat trick at this time, it would not only be of great help to the advancement of the Eight Great Disciplines, but also greatly enhance his personal prestige and personality charm.

Just like Cao Cao once cut his hair and acted as the head, in the end, he not only rectified military discipline, but also brought a huge personal impact.

At this moment, not only did the big soldiers in the audience look at Zhao Fan differently, but even the eyes of Du Rangneng and Kong Wei and others looking at him have changed significantly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a bitter love drama, but the point is that many people can imagine it, but few people can do it.

And those soldiers who are still hidden in gold and silver, look at Zhao Fan's eyes are full of gratitude and admiration, from today on, these people will not only strictly abide by the eight disciplines, but also become Zhao Fan's solid supporters!

"Lord Wang, I'll help you go back to rest." Xu Yong held Zhao Fan again and shouted, "Military doctor! Military! Come here! ”

This time, Zhao Fan did not push Xu Yong away again, but handed him the saber in his hand and accepted Xu Yong's support.

In the concerned eyes of the soldiers, Xu Yong watched the military doctor give Zhao Fan a rough treatment of his wounds, then put on a coat and cloak for him, and slowly helped him back to the garrison mansion.

And the soldiers who had just received the training, except for the patrol officers arranged in batches, the rest returned to the place to rest under the organization of Du Rangneng, but whether they could sleep or not was two different things.

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"Lord Wang, the last general has no way to control it, please give the prince a sin."

Back at the garrison mansion, Zhao Fan had just changed his clothes, and Ma Jianying and Zhao Wei came to Zhao Fan's side together, half-kneeling on the ground and pleading guilty.

"Two generals, get up quickly." Zhao Fan endured the sharp pain in his back, hurriedly helped the two of them up, and said softly, "If it weren't for you, how could I talk to you in this garrison mansion now?" ”

"So what sin do you have?" Zhao Fan stopped the two who wanted to speak, patted them on the shoulder and said, "Especially General Ma, this time you broke the military camp in order to take Shaanzhou City, and suffered heavy casualties, you are the great hero of my Shouwang army and the pride of my Shouwang!" ”

"General Zhao, you are also very good, with a group of recruits, not only quickly took the south of the city, but also beheaded Xu Dexun under the horse, without losing the face of our Luoyang people!"

As he spoke, Zhao Fan gave a thumbs up to the two, and his eyes were full of sincerity.

When the two of them heard this, they hurriedly waved their hands and said, "It's all the prince's guidance, otherwise this Shaanzhou City will give us twice as many troops, and we won't be able to take it." ”

Zhao Fan shook his head, and said with a somewhat reluctant smile, "Okay, let's not brag about each other, the credit of the two of you, this king has taken it to heart, and when you return to Luoyang, this king will give you another reward." ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" The two glanced at each other and said with a happy face.

"General Ma, this time you have suffered the greatest loss in breaking the barracks, so let's do it, you select two thousand soldiers from the new barracks, and then select one thousand suitable personnel from the prisoners of war to make up for the establishment of your broken barracks."

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

"General Zhao, let's follow the old rules, select suitable candidates from the remaining captives, and form a new army again, and you are still in charge, but their treatment is only one-third of that of the Shouwang Army, until they meet the standards, understand?"

"Understood!"

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