Section XIII

"Uncle Jiang, do you really want me to go to the general?"

"Childe is currently the master of China and the West, and he is the backbone of the 50,000 army.

Although Jiang Huan's sycophant made Liao Sheng extremely comfortable, the latter stretched out his head from the curtain, immediately shrank back, and said with a bitter face: "Let's not go, it's too cold outside." ”

Jiang Huan sighed secretly in his heart, but said: "Son, think about it, now that the Southern Han Dynasty is between Persia and us, the first priority now is to open up the passage between the two sides, otherwise, the Persian dance troupe will not be able to come over, and the song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" you composed last time will become a masterpiece." ”

As soon as he said this, Liao Sheng's eyes lit up, and his head nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, this is my negligence." In this case, I'd better go out and boost the morale of my Nakanishi Erlang. ”

There is grass on all sides, and there has been no war for many years, so naturally there is no point in the platform. The so-called Dianjiangtai is a high platform made of earth and rock, and it is quite difficult to rebuild it in the summer with the terrain of Tingya, but in this kind of winter when the water is dripping into ice, it is easy. When Jiang Huan accompanied Liao Sheng to the Dianjiangtai, he saw a large number of people below, I am afraid that in addition to those scouts, even some of the soldiers who stayed behind came to participate in this oath meeting.

Walking to the high platform, Jiang Huan bowed and saluted, and said softly: "Childe, you invite first." ”

Although Liao's rule over China and the West was only a few decades, at the beginning of Liao Qing's tenure as governor, he used thunderous means to eradicate a group of people and win over a group of people. Later, it was divided and divided, and a strict hierarchy was established by giving surnames. Because of this, the upper class of China and the West has long disdained the rule of Liao Sheng, an embroidered pillow, because Liao Qing has not been doing anything for a long time, and even disobeyed the yin and yang. But for those who live at the bottom, it is not easy to meet Governor Liao, who is still a legend, a god who cannot be resisted. That's the power of faith.

As soon as he climbed to the high point of the platform, the biting cold wind rushed towards him, Liao Sheng was so cold that his body shook, he turned his head and whispered to Jiang Huan beside him: "Uncle Jiang, it's so cold, it's better not to do it." ”

"The eldest son!" "The eldest son!" "The eldest son!" ……

Just as he was retreating, a tsunami-like sound suddenly sounded below. Now, even if you are reluctant, you can only hold on. Liao Sheng coughed, and Jiang Huan immediately said loudly on the side: "Brothers and sisters, the eldest prince has something to say, and he is not quiet. ”

Jiang Huan has a lot of prestige in Tingya, plus the master of the seventh stage, this voice shouted, the sound was like thunder, and the sound below was thunderous, but it became dumb and silent after only a short while. Liao Sheng looked at the black pressure of the people below, and only felt dizzy. But today is the day when tens of thousands of troops go out to fight, and they have all stood up, and it is really impossible to get over it without saying a few words. I had to bite the bullet and say: "Brothers and sisters, Liao Sheng is now officially announcing that Jiang Du will be the commander of this southern expedition. The survival of China and the West depends on you and others, so I would like to ask you. ”

Originally, the oath speech should not be so simple. Jiang Huan even found a special writer to polish Liao Sheng's speech. But this guy is really a bucket who can't be helped, and he often memorizes the last sentence and forgets the next sentence. Jiang Huan's method of forcing can only be simplified. In the end, it was simple and simple, and there were only two sentences left that could barely be catchy, and they could only be settled.

"The eldest son!" "The eldest son!" "The eldest son!" ……

After Jiang Huan poured his true qi and repeated it, there was another cheer below.

If you continue to talk about it, with the little goods in Liao Sheng's belly, I'm afraid it will be ugly. Jiang Huan hurriedly stepped forward, and the two guards helped him down, turned his head and glanced at the audience, and said slowly: "The order of the eldest prince, I think you must have heard it." This time, I am the commander-in-chief, and if anyone who does not obey the orders of the generals and escapes from the battle, they will be killed. ”

Although Liao Sheng's words were the foundation, the murderous aura in Jiang Huan's words still suffocated everyone. Jiang Huan was very satisfied with the current result, coughed and continued: "The old man and the eldest prince have unanimously decided to fight to the death with the puppet Han. The stakes in this battle are too great, so we have to set up this severe punishment in order to achieve the same level from top to bottom. However, the old man is not an unreasonable person. From now on, if you are willing to quit, the old man will resign and allow her to go home to reunite with his wife and children. But once you are on the battlefield, you can't look ahead and backward, you can only fight. ”

There was silence below. China and the West advocate martial arts, and even if someone really doesn't want to go, they don't dare to say it in public. Once this happens, he will not be able to raise his head in his own tribe in the future, and for a man, it is really worse than killing. Jiang Huan grasped this point, so he dared to speak in the public without scruples. Someone in the crowd shouted: "Follow Jiang Du, eliminate the puppeteers, and restore my homeland." ”

The voice came from the direction of Jiang Huan's tribe. This is also one of his plans, and then it is up to his chosen people to take the lead in shouting slogans below, mobilizing everyone's morale, and then announcing the march. In this way, this pledge meeting can be regarded as a successful conclusion. But just before the smile on the corner of his mouth could ripple, a discordant voice came from below: "Dare to ask Jiang Du, what you just said still counts?" ”

The voice came from the Lurong Department. Lu Rong was Jiang Huan's sworn friend before his death, and the relationship between the two was irreversible, and the population was quite large. Therefore, his subordinates also feel superior, and they are arrogant on weekdays. In the first battle of the Tsushima grassland, Zhongxi fell into the tired night attack plan of the Southern Han Dynasty, Lu Rong was killed by Wu Ming's shot, and his troops were leaderless, as if they had suddenly lost their parents' children, and their momentum was impotent. Jiang Huan didn't bother to care, and even planned to use the population of this tribe in exchange for Deng Ge and Zhu Lei's support for the Southern Expedition.

Jiang Huan's brows furrowed, but he had already praised Haikou just now, and he really couldn't pull his face down and immediately regretted it. had to say in a deep voice: "Natural counting." As he spoke, his eyes swept downward, and he suddenly understood.

It was a small leader of the Lurong Department, named Liao Wugou, and he was also a surname student. Lu Rong died, and the hearts of his subordinate tribes were scattered. The various small leaders ganged up with each other to suppress each other, and they all wanted to become the new governors of China and the West. But their strength is not as high as that of the seventh dan, and they are not as high as the previous governor, so they are really beyond their strength. This little boss probably wants to take this opportunity to make a splash and gather some popularity for himself.

Jiang Huan thought about it like this, but his heart was not panicked. Just as he was spinning his thoughts, Liao Wugou said: "Jiang Du, the soldiers are fierce and dangerous. In the battle of Tsushima Grassland, we were broken through head-on by the Southern Han Dynasty, and the governor of Lu Du was killed on the spot, which can be said to be extremely damaged, and most of the men in the tribe also went. ”

No matter how nice it sounds, after all, it is making excuses for cowardice and not fighting. Jiang Huan's brows furrowed slightly. He glanced down and said word by word, "But there are still those who retreat?" ”

Retreat from battle, that is for deserters on the battlefield. Jiang Huan's words at this time were inevitably a little far-fetched, but the killing intent in his words could be heard even by a pig. But today, there are people who are stupider than pigs, and before his words fell, a large group of people immediately jumped out from Liao Wugou's side, shouting: "I am willing to advance and retreat with Liao Leader." ”

The so-called advance and retreat together, it is naturally the "retreat" in Jiang Huan's mouth.

As soon as he saw these people jumping out, Jiang Huan's heart suddenly sank. These are some of the small leaders who are quite influential in the Lurong Department, and on weekdays, they also fight with each other very fiercely, and today they actually came together?

This kind of change was too sudden, Rao is Jiang Huan was cunning as a fox, and he was a little caught off guard. He gritted his teeth, just as he was about to cut through the mess. At this time, Deng Ge and Zhu Lei, who were standing behind him, stepped forward at the same time, and Zhu Lei said even louder: "Flee from the battle and disturb the morale of the army." Come on, drag these bastards down and cut them down. ”

As soon as his voice fell, the swords and axes standing around the point platform screamed violently, and at the same time swooped down on the men. Those little leaders are not weak, so they are naturally unwilling to be captured. Just as he was about to resist, Zhu Lei was already flying out obliquely from Dianjiangtai like a big bird, and a goshawk fighting rabbit pounced on those people. Before the person landed, a person's neck had been grabbed by him, he twisted the situation, the person "snorted", rolled his eyes, and spat blood on the ground. He landed on the ground and turned around, and slapped his palm on the cover of a person's heavenly spirit. The man let out a miserable scream, and his brain burst, even the gods could not be saved.

These little leaders are less than five ranks, and their regular feeding moves are not the geometric enemies of the seventh-stage masters. Zhu Lei was violently attacked, and they were not opponents. At this time, they were all stunned by such bloody methods, and for a while they were like falling into a nightmare, and they dared to do it. Seeing that the situation was calm, Zhu Lei wiped his hands on a corpse, and said slowly: "Drag down these troublemakers and cut them down, and sacrifice the battle flag with blood." ”

A few of the little leaders were already stunned, and at this time they forgot about the struggle. A few knives and axes stepped forward and tied them up, and they reacted, and Liao Wugou struggled and shouted: "In this southern expedition, they are using the people of our tribe as cannon fodder, brothers, don't send them to death." ”

He was being pulled by several axemen, farther and farther away. But the sound came from afar through the cold wind, like a sharp blade, piercing people's hearts and lungs.

In the air, the smell of blood seemed to be stronger.

The pledge meeting is a morale-boosting thing, but today's conference can't be said to be a success. Jiang Huan was also made out of energy, arranged the follow-up matters, and hastily said a few words about the façade, and dismissed the crowd.

Followed by a few close followers, Dunge followed the disbanded crowd all the way to his tent. The cold wind gusted, and he slammed his body into the mink fur, as if this was the only way to make himself feel a little warm.

This kind of thing happened, Rao is usually sneering at those superstitious theories, and his heart is also a little uneasy.