"Your Majesty has arrived!"

Before Zhao Zheng arrived, soldiers on both sides of the road shouted one after another.

Everywhere Zhao Zheng went, the soldiers all gave their right hands to beat their left chests.

For a while, the sound of "click" sounded.

Led by Liu Siqi, Zhao Zheng and the others soon arrived at the school where the soldiers had been assembled!

The 80,000 soldiers were arranged in eighty rectangular matrices, each with a thousand soldiers, and they were arranged in ten teams, each led by a commander and a centurion.

There are a lot of 80,000 people, and in the light of the torches, Zhao Zheng can't see the edge at a glance.

But what he could see was that these soldiers were not good with the naked eye, and the low morale that Liu Siqi said was already a face-saving experience.

Not to mention the low morale, one by one can't stand well, not to mention the depressed, in terms of physical condition, every person is yellow and thin, and there is no combat effectiveness when he looks at it.

Hearing that the emperor was coming, these soldiers cheered up a little, but there was no big change in attitude.

"Your Majesty is here, cheer me up!" Liu Siqi roared.

Liu Siqi's words had some effect, and the people in the front row all stood up straighter.

Liu Siqi was also a little helpless: "Your Majesty, as you can see." ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Zheng nodded, and he rode up to the high platform due north.

After dismounting, Zhao Zheng took the drumstick from the drummer.

"Bang!"

In the loud noise, many people looked up and looked at the man on the stage wearing a black dragon robe with a cold face in shock.

The golden and dragon-colored five-clawed dragons on the dragon robe are intertwined, which is very sacred and majestic.

This is the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, Di Kun.

Through the clothes, the soldiers recognized Zhao Zheng's identity.

There are too many people at the scene, and those who can see Zhao Zheng clearly are only in front, but the sound can travel farther.

Zhao Zheng said with a smile: "I heard that everyone in the station is weak and sick. ”

When he spoke, he used Yuan Li, and the acquired realm was enough to make his voice spread more widely, at least most of the people present could hear it.

"Qin Zhong wants to rebel, he instigated Zhao Qingshan, the eight battalions of Yandu took away the seven battalions overnight, and pulled down your battalion, hahaha, before I came, I still didn't believe it, Qin Zhong and Zhao Qingshan were so afraid that you would drag your feet, now that I am here, I have seen you, and I really deserve it!"

Zhao Zheng's words were very sarcastic.

What is Your Majesty doing here? Isn't it time to say something morale-boosting and rewarding?

Liu Siqi was confused.

The Yandu officials who followed Zhao Zheng were also full of confusion.

Only Song Jingxian, who was still wearing a simple armor and wearing the blood-stained crown on his head, stood proudly, his face was full of absolute obedience to Zhao Zheng, and he did not have a trace of doubt about Zhao Zheng's words.

As soon as Zhao Zheng spoke, the soldiers below changed their faces one after another.

As Zhao Zheng said more and more, their faces became extremely ugly.

Truly!

Disgrace!

This is the biggest shame in their lives, overnight, the main general of the Yandu battalion ran away, but on the contrary, he left them behind, disgusted with them and dragged them back!

In fact, the seven battalions, that is the Yandu Expeditionary Army, are Zhao Qingshan's descendants.

In contrast, the people who were summoned from all over the Han clan were raised by the stepmother, not only the moon slurs, but also the weapons in the armor and hands on their bodies were also much inferior to the seven battalions.

Now that something has happened, it's the same.

"Your Majesty, I know what you're here for!"

At this time, a soldier below said.

Zhao Zheng looked at him with interest: "Oh? Let's talk about it. ”

The soldier was a middle-aged thin man, only one meter and a half, he was not as tall as a spear, he was wearing a simple rattan armor, and he said with a pale face: "The seven battalions of the Yandu army are about to return to the imperial city, and there is still the army of the vassal king behind them, Your Majesty, you are no one available, and it is only when I remember that we still have some remnants of the defeated army available." But since this is the case, Your Majesty still has to rely on us, why is it so humiliating us, Your Majesty's move, how can we be willing to die for Your Majesty on a cloudy day? ”

"Bold!" The commander on the side of the soldier was furious and kicked the person down directly.

"Your Majesty's holy judgment, how can you question it? Pull it down, cut it. ”

Immediately, a soldier held down the middle-aged thin man and dragged him away.

The middle-aged thin man cried directly: "Kill me, kill me, kill me, I also want to say, you Yandu people have never looked down on us at all, there is something that is on the soldiers of our Han clan, and it has nothing to do with us at all." Anyway, a cloudy day is a death, so let's die today! ”

For a time, many of the soldiers below were moved.

Zhao Zheng is here, which means that they must be the ones who will fight on a cloudy day.

The soldiers are not fools, and the emperor personally went to the barracks, which must have to be a pre-war ideological mobilization.

The battle was so disparity that they really didn't want to fight.

"Let him go."

Zhao Zheng lowered his head.

Song Jingxian said: "Your Majesty, these people are hopeless. ”

He clenched the sword in his hand, ready to strike.

"Heheheha."

When everyone around him thought that Zhao Zheng was said to be uncomfortable, Zhao Zheng laughed, he laughed, and raised his head while laughing: "Seriously, there is no distinction between the Shi clan and the Han clan in my eyes, but I really look down on you, don't bow your head, lift your head up to me, what I am talking about is you, all of you, waste!" It's all rubbish! How did the gentry come about? Were you born a nobleman? I, the emperor, were born to be emperors? This was the hard work of the ancestors of the Shi clan with blood and dedication, and my throne was also won by the ancestors of Great Yan with my blood-stained hands. In this world, there is no benefit for nothing! ”

Zhao Zheng's words changed from mockery to gradually majestic, incomparably majestic: "You compare with me with your mouth? Reasonable? Shouldn't it be your hands that reason is used, shouldn't it be your hard fists? As a sergeant of the Great Yan Yandu, do you also rely on your mouths when you fight? A bad seed is a bad seed, and others fight for the war of me, they are making meritorious contributions and blessings to future generations, and when they come to you, they are sent to death? The rebels will come back on a cloudy day, I will not accept the alliance of the rebels, and the people who betray me will die. The vassal princes come to fight, the vassal princes, die! ”

"Aren't you afraid of death? I don't need to be seeded, those who want to make meritorious contributions, those who want status, land, gold and silver stand still and stand still, and those who are afraid of death get out of my Yandu army sequence! Don't you want to be fair? Then I will give you a chance to get a fair one, one head for one yuan stone on a cloudy day, and if you kill ten people, you can enter the Wei Emperor Camp and enter the Martial Academy! ”

"Nine deaths and one life, I am willing to stay for the dead who are willing to go to the great flame, cowardly and cowardly, I will never be able to raise my head again in this life, get out of my camp!"

The soldiers all thought that Zhao Zheng was here to appease the hearts of the army, to give a lot of promises and benefits to buy people's hearts, and to behave like an emperor who loved the people like a son.

But it's different, it's not what they think.

Zhao Zheng, Emperor Great Yan, he came, but he was so disdainful of them.

Zhao Zheng proposed a heavy reward, but he gave a way out for those who didn't want to fight.

A young general looked at Zhao Zheng: "Your Majesty, what you said is true?" ”

Zhao Zheng stood there proudly, his face grim: "You have no jokes. ”