Chapter 52: Brainwashing

These are the land left by the ancestors, and not an inch is superfluous, Qin Hao's impassioned speech made Yang Zaixing's blood boil, and his whole body was as if he had finished beating chicken blood, which was particularly exciting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

If Yang Zaixing's excitement is written on his face, then Qin Hao's excitement is engraved in his psychology, with a fierce general like Yang Zaixing, this means that the gang he brought out from Salmon Island has the backbone to charge into battle.

After coming to another world for so long, Qin Hao has never been as happy as today, and Yang Zaixing and Yang Zaixing are not even a little drunk after drinking eighteen bowls of wine, the more they talk, the more speculative they become, and they feel like they hate each other.

This meal was drunk for a long time, from noon until the sun set, and it was not yet enjoyable, whether the city gate of Dengzhou Mansion would be closed at night, Qin Hao really wanted to drink a few more bowls, and he really didn't want to take Yang Zaixing back to the City God Temple like this.

Regarding the matter of bringing Yang Zaixing back to Tian Hengshan, although Uncle Tian felt a little stalk in his heart, he didn't say anything, just told Tian Chengguang to provoke him less if he had nothing to do.

Qin Hao didn't explain either, because he couldn't explain many things, although he was grateful to Uncle Tian for taking care of him in his heart, but the majesty of Tian Hengzhai was nothing compared to what he was doing now.

Zhang Yi They came back relatively early, today they are mainly logging in the shipbuilding workshop, lifting wood, about Yang Zaixing, they have also heard about Yang Zaixing, but no one has left their posts.

The dinner was made by Zhang Yi with a quick sword Xiaowa to help Lian Cheng, and their hands that played with big knives are also handy when they pick up kitchen knives now.

The dinner was very rich, but Qin Hao didn't plan to eat it, but asked Zhang Yi to gather everyone, and then introduced Yang Zaixing to everyone ceremoniously:

"Brothers, this brother's surname is Yang, his name is Yang Zaixing, he will be your sect leader in the future, his words are my words, if there is any violation, send it back to Shamen Island."

Qin Hao's words were very simple, but everyone understood them very clearly, and with Yang Zaixing's performance in Penglai Pavilion today, with his heroic spirit of stepping on three levels and sixteen villages, everyone was also very convinced of him.

Zhang Yi stood up, walked in front of Yang Zaixing, and said respectfully: "Head Yang, in the future, your words will be the words of the son, and my brothers will never dare to have two hearts." ā€

"Good!"

Yang Zaixing took the lead and replied very simply, "I, Yang Zaixing, only respect heroes, no matter what you have done before, as long as you do righteous and bright things in the future, you will be my Yang Zaixing's brother." ā€

Speaking of this, his eyes swept in front of them, and his expression was quite cold, "If anyone dares to do evil in the future, my Yang family silver spear will not only kill Liao dogs, but also villains." ā€

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit serious, Qin Hao immediately changed the topic and said with a smile: "Everyone come around, didn't I say it in the morning?" I'm going to tell you a story about climbing snowy mountains and crossing meadows. ā€

This story is a bit long, Qin Hao talked about it for two hours under the moonlight, and it was just the beginning, this story is very inspirational and magical, everyone didn't expect that people could still live like this.

Yang Zaixing comes from a family of military generals, and his feelings for his family and country are far more important than those of these prisoners, but he has a lot of doubts about the people in the story, "Brother Qin, do you say that there is really such a group of people in this world?" ā€

Qin Hao nodded, and said with certainty: "There is not only such a group of people in this world, but also many of them, some of them are noble, some are poor, but they all have a common dream in their hearts, that is, to let ordinary people in the world have food and clothing, for this dream, let alone the snow-capped mountains and meadows, even if it is a fire purgatory, they are fearless." ā€

Zhang Yi nodded, and said thoughtfully: "No wonder Gongzi wants us to help the people during this time, it turns out that you are the same person as them." ā€

Qin Hao smiled, "I want to be like them, and I hope you can be like them, let's talk about it, what are your plans in the future?" ā€

"Intended?" Zhang Yi was a little stunned, he really hadn't thought about this question, "We are all people waiting to die on Salmon Island, it was Gongzi who took us away from Salmon Island, and Gongzi's plan is our plan." ā€

"That's right, Childe's plan is our plan, if it weren't for Childe taking us away from Salmon Island, the monkey would never have dreamed that he would have a chance to eat enough in this life." When the monkey saw that Zhang Yi was there to show his loyalty, he didn't dare to lag behind.

Qin Hao shook his head and said: "You are wrong, monkey, it's not that I let you have a full meal, but that you make yourself full, and the money for today's meal is the income from your labor in the shipbuilding workshop." ā€

"Then you have to give us a chance, right?" The monkey scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "If we stay on Salmon Island, I guess we won't even have a chance to support ourselves." ā€

Qin Hao didn't dwell on this issue any longer, because from their current situation, it was impossible to get all the words from their hearts, brainwashing is a long-term process, and it can't be changed by telling two stories.

Immediately changed the topic, "Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, this is what the old man taught us." Starting tomorrow, you will train with Brother Yang in the morning, work in the shipyard in the afternoon to earn enough for your food, and I will tell you stories in the evening. ā€

Yang Zaixing took over the topic and said very cautiously: "Since it is training, it is inseparable from weapons, the gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, and it is the most suitable for killing on the battlefield, Brother Qin, I hope you can help me get some big guns back tomorrow." ā€

"I don't like guns, I like hammers!" It was Wu Hu who spoke, he had infinite strength since he was a child, and he always felt that the gun was extremely unpleasant to hold in his hand, and more importantly, he felt that he had momentum in his hand, just like Li Yuanba in the mouth of Mr. Storyteller.

"Okay, brother, I'll get you a sledgehammer later!" Without waiting for Yang Zaixing to answer, Qin Hao rushed ahead of him, "Each of them knows martial arts, Brother Yang, do you think they can train according to their own strengths?" ā€

"The battlefield is about uniformity, and it is about group combat, and individual ability is not at all important in the face of thousands of troops, Brother Qin, since you want to hand over these people to me for training, then you have to listen to me." Yang Zaixing did not budge.

Qin Hao didn't argue with him, because Yang Zaixing had a point, and he also understood these truths, although he had some objections in his heart, but he couldn't say that I want to train them into a special force, and it is necessary to retain their specialties, right?

This matter has to be taken slowly, and there is no hurry, "Since Brother Yang is so insistent, then I will listen to you, as for weapons, you don't have to worry, I am short in the army, and it is not a problem to transfer a few big guns." ā€

"That's great!" Yang Zaixing stood up, his eyes swept in front of everyone, and his tone was particularly resolute, "I, Yang Zaixing, was born in a soldier, and I naturally taught you the ability to kill the enemy on the battlefield, as for your respective strengths, practice on your own in your spare time." ā€

Horses step on three passes and sixteen villages, the white horse silver gun Yang Zaixing's reputation on the rivers and lakes has long been well-known, he will train everyone, naturally convinced, and everyone's heart is secretly holding their breath, must train hard, never return to Shamen Island.

As for Wu Hu, who didn't want to practice guns and wanted to practice hammers, the special problem was naturally special treatment, so he turned around, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Do you want to practice hammer?" Brother happens to have a set of Heavenly Jealousy Hammer Method here, and I will teach you it together! ā€

"Heavenly jealousy hammer method? Isn't this hammer method very powerful? Wu Hu raised his head and asked the question he was most concerned about.

The corners of Yang Zaixing's mouth rose, and his expression was exaggerated, "The hammer method that even the sky is jealous of, do you say it is powerful?" ā€

Huzi scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.