When Zhu Qinglan gathered all the new troops together and announced that he would join the Sichuan military and political axe, Luo Lun, as Yan Guang's representative, also came up.

"Brethren of the New Army!" Holding a megaphone rolled into a paper tube, Luo Lun stood on the high platform and shouted. "Luo is very happy that you are willing to join the newly established Sichuan Military and Political Axe, and here Luo Mou welcomes it on behalf of Yan Dudu."

The more than 10,000 recruits below burst into a sparse round of applause, for whom it doesn't matter who joins, the important thing is to have a place to belong.

Although the applause below was sparse, and the soldiers of the Sichuan New Army were not enthusiastic at all, Luo Lun, who had expected it, did not have an ugly expression on his face.

"From today onwards, the number of the 17th Town of the Sichuan Army will be changed to the 3rd Division of the Sichuan Army."

This time there was a lot of confusion below, after all, the number that had been used for many years was suddenly changed, and it was difficult not to react, but Luo Lun just smiled at the voice that was gradually noisy below.

"Quiet, quiet!" At this time, Zhu Qinglan on the side walked up, he was born in the army, and his voice was indeed amazing, and Luo Lun's ears hurt when he was shocked.

Relying on years of prestige and a super loud voice, the new army that was scratching below gradually quieted down.

"Brother Jincai, please continue!" After making a gesture of please, Zhu Qinglan retreated behind Luo Lun.

Coughing lightly twice, Luo Lun raised the amplification paper tube and said again. "Before Luo left, Yan Dudu promised that from now on, the brothers of the 3rd Division will be the same as other soldiers of the revolutionary army, and their monthly salary will be 10 yuan, and all food, lodging, and military uniforms will be provided by the military and political axes."

"$10?" Luo Lun's words caused a stir again, even bigger than when the rearrangement was just announced.

"Moreover, the governor considered that Zhang Renjun had withheld the salary of the new army and transferred it to the head of the patrol battalion, which made the brothers have many difficulties now, so he decided to personally distribute three months' salary when the third division returned to Chengdu to accept the reorganization!"

"Three months?"

The people below were a little incredulous, and immediately a new army officer in the front row stood up and said loudly. "May I ask the deputy minister, is this three-month salary the amount we received when we were in the new army, or after we joined the military and political axe?" In fact, even when they were in the new army, they were very happy, after all, the military salary of the new army has always been very high, and three months' military salary is also a lot of money.

But if it's 10 yuan, it's better...

"Naturally, after joining the military and political axe!" After smiling slightly, Luo Lun said loudly. "The third division is already in the establishment of the military and political axe, how can the governor give you the military salary of the Manchu Qing Dynasty."

Luo Lun's answer quickly passed on, and then...

Wiping the sweat from their foreheads, looking at the soldiers of the Third Division who were shouting long live below, Luo Lun and Zhu Qinglan had to admit the power of the ocean.

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Although it was just a promise, at least it still had the effect of quenching the thirst of Wangmei, and the Sichuan New Army, which had only 30% morale left due to a series of news, also recovered to the level of 80%...

"I don't know what the expressions of those people in the Baolu Army will be after learning the news." Looking at the Sichuan New Army, which had already begun to be launched, Zhu Qinglan smiled at Luo Lun.

After all, the opening of an army is not a simple matter, so after sending someone back to report the results, Luo Lun stayed, and after this period of contact, Zhu Qinglan has also learned about the relationship between Yan Guang and Baolu Army, so he doesn't care much about talking and laughing.

In fact, as a regular soldier, Zhu Qinglan still looks down on those rabble-like parties in his heart.

"yes, those guys must be pretty good-looking." Luo Lun also smiled.

Like Zhu Qinglan, as a gentry, although the elder brother will have a lot of influence in Sichuan, he is still a little disappreciative in his heart.

As Zhu Qinglan and Luo Lun said, after learning the news that the Sichuan New Army had defected to Yan Guang, the faces of the upper echelons of the Baolu Army who were still arguing about whether to win over the Sichuan New Army or even Zhu Qinglan were indeed very exciting.

Because when the Sichuan New Army merged with the original patrol battalion, Yan Guang, who was entrenched in Chengdu, was no longer something they could deal with.

Now what they need to worry about is whether Yan Guang, who is entrenched in Chengdu, will send troops to recruit them, you must know that after learning the news of Zhang Renjun's ambush, many people from the Baolu Army have begun to disband on their own, if Yan Guang is fighting at this time...

"I've said it a long time ago, but you're stubborn, now let's see, right? People were pulled over by the one surnamed Yan! At the meeting of the upper echelons of the Baolu Comrade Army, a member of the League who had been proposing that even Zhu Qinglan should be brought over complained.

"Okay, okay, what's the use of talking about this now, let's think about how to deal with it first." A leader of the Elders' Church, who had always been opposed, said with an ugly face.

It's just that at this moment, they can't think of any good way, and at this time, a soldier from the Baolu Army suddenly ran in outside.

"Report!"

"What's the matter?" The upper echelons who were arguing with each other looked over, and finally asked Wang Tianjie, who was rubbing his head.

"This" looked at the leaders with ugly faces, and the soldier who ran in to report hesitated for a moment before saying. "Report to the leaders, just now several more teams have disbanded themselves without notification, all of them are from nearby villages and towns, and they say that Zhang Renjun is dead, the new revolutionary political axe has been formed, and they have no reason to continue fighting."

The upper echelons of the Baolu Army fell into silence, and finally Wang Tianjie grabbed the cup next to him and slammed it to the ground!

Just when Wang Tianjie and others were still having a headache for the Baolu Army to fall into the self-liberation trend, Yan Guang, who had already been rewarded, also announced the matter by telegram.

Although the Sichuan New Army ranked last among the Chinese New Army at that time (because it was provisional), as the strongest force in Sichuan, the addition of the Sichuan New Army at least consolidated Yan Guang's "orthodox" position.

It's just that the telegram sent by Yan Guang didn't get much attention this time, because at this time, the eyes of the whole country were focused on the war in Wuhan, and it was difficult to distract people from Sichuan, which is located in the southwest, at this time.

Even Huang Xing, Yuan Shikai and the others just glanced at it hurriedly and then threw it aside, focusing all their attention on the battle in front of them.

For them, the war in Wuhan is what matters...

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