Only sacrifice and ambition!

Life is too long, seize the day.

For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, Lord Jia Jia must awaken the beast flame in the hearts of the wolves of the Eight Banners.

Because, the Eight Banners is an indelible number!

This name has been passed down from Emperor Taizu to this day, how can it disappear because of China's flowers.

Jia Liu will never allow the high-rise building of the Qing Dynasty to collapse, but the Eight Banners Erlang, who has inherited a hundred years, has done nothing!

This is a betrayal of our ancestors, a betrayal of history!

The heads of Bai Ling and Urtunason were the means of Lord Jia Jia to enforce strict military discipline, but this method was not enough to rekindle the flames in the chests of the flagmen.

Under the banner of "Serving the Country with Loyalty", next to the huge bonfire, there are circles of training flag officers.

Master Jia Jia sat closest to the fire.

It's warm here.

He was chatting with the flagmen.

"When Emperor Taizu raised an incident, the Ming court mobilized a large army to come to encircle and suppress, who was in the battle of Salhu!"

Lord Jia Jia looked around at the flagmen, his eyes full of encouragement.

The crowd was silent.

A Manchurian flag bearer boldly raised his hand: "Lord Hui, it's our ancestors!" ”

"Who are your ancestors?"

"It's Eight Flags!"

"Good!"

Lord Jia Jia asked again: "Then who is the one who won the first important town outside Shenyang with less blows in the wind and sand outside Shenyang!" ”

"It's Eight Banners, it's Eight Banners!"

This time it was not one person who answered, but a collective one.

"Who fought the bank of the Hunhe River to make the Ming army cry wolf howl, and laid the foundation of my Manchuria Pass from then on!"

"It's Eight Banners, it's Eight Banners!"

"Who fought in Songshan to break up the hundreds of thousands of Ming troops and sounded the clarion call for my Qing Dynasty to unify the Central Plains!"

"It's Eight Banners, it's Eight Banners!"

"Who is it who travels 200 miles day and night in a hurry to capture the Shanhaiguan!"

"It's Eight Banners, it's Eight Banners!"

“......”

"Who is in Yangzhou with the lives of 800,000 Han people, declaring that the Qing Dynasty is invincible, so that the Han people will always crawl at our feet!"

"It's Eight Banners, it's Eight Banners!"

“......”

"Our ancestors crisscrossed the whole of China, their iron hooves trampled all over the country, they used iron and blood to forge the Qing Dynasty, at that time, our ancestors were afraid, but they were afraid of death!"

Lord Jia Jia's voice was impassioned and passionate, and there was thunder and fire in his chest.

"No, no!"

The mood of the crowd is soaring under the mobilization of Lord Jia Jia.

Blood, too, overflowed.

"Of course not, if there were, there would be no Qing Dynasty today, and there would be no Eight Banners!"

Lord Jia Jia resolutely got up, waved his right arm, and shouted with deep affection: "Do you know, for countless nights, I have dreamed back to Salhu, Shanhaiguan, the grasslands in the north, and the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River... In my dreams, I followed the iron hooves of my ancestors through countless lands, watching them covered in blood, watching them never look back..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

In its place was silence.

Lord Jia Jia cried, tears wetting his handsome face.

He asked the flagmen affectionately: "Do you know what I wanted to do most at that time?" ”

The crowd remained silent.

A flagman from a coat tried to raise his hand, but was glared at by the leader on the side, and he couldn't help but retract his hand.

"It's a fight, it's a fight, it's a fight!"

Master Jia Jia's voice was excited, and he couldn't help but be excited: "Only fighting is the meaning of my Eight Banners!" Only hard work can make my eight flags stand forever in the world! Only by daring to sacrifice can our children and grandchildren not lose China's flowers! ...”

In the end, Master Jia Jia was no longer talking, but roaring.

The sound of the dragon is wake-up to the ear.

"But this small Jinchuan, the people are only tens of thousands, and the soldiers are not more than 10,000, why did it take me thirty years of the Qing Dynasty!"

Lord Jia Jia suddenly looked at the northwest direction where the thief was, his eyes were full of hideousness, his fists were clenched, his green tendons were protruding, and his balls had become bigger.

"Isn't it because my Eight Banners boy has forgotten how his ancestors struggled, and how his ancestors were not afraid of sacrifice!"

"If everyone in our Eight Banners is not afraid of death, and everyone has the heart to fight to the end against those thieves, this Jinchuan, do you say you can take it!"

"I can take it, I can take it!"

I don't know who was the first to stand up, and everyone stood up and followed Lord Jia Jia's gaze to the dark northwest direction.

"The high-level of the Eight Banners has sunk, they are rotten, they only know how to be content with enjoyment, they only know how to make war windfalls, in their eyes, in their hearts, there is no Qing Dynasty, only themselves! But the hope of the Qing Dynasty is not them, nor me, but you, you! ”

Master Jia Jia, who walked in front of the flagmen one by one, looked resolute, and finally he stopped under the military banner of "Serving the Country with Loyalty", and suddenly knelt down under the gaze of the flagmen, and kowtowed to them!

The moment I looked up, it was a request: "Everyone, for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, please have the courage to sacrifice!" No matter what kind of difficulties you encounter, please overcome them, please! ”

All the flag-bearers were moved, and they all knelt down in unison.

At the moment when Zhang Dabiao knelt down, he shouted like a genius: "Born into the military plane, dead into the Purple Light Pavilion!" ”

"Born into the military plane, died in the Purple Light Pavilion!"

The shouts of the guerrilla flagmen made the night in Jinchuan no longer lonely.

.........

"Young master, you're so fake."

Jia Liu didn't expect Yang Zhi to have zero evaluation of his emotional speech, and he couldn't help but be a little angry.

He's really, really emotional.

"Brother Zhuzi, you are too familiar with adults, so you think he is fake. But in my opinion, adults are not fake at all. ”

Yang Yuchun's fair words made Jia Liu feel a little better.

Yang Zhi let out an "oh", and then asked, that is, the young master is so inspiring the flagmen, does he really plan to create the Eight Banners Iron Horse a hundred years ago?

"Without the spirit of sacrifice, where does sacrifice come from?"

Jia Liu said that this guy is uneducated, except for the whole person, what else does he know.

Yang Zhi nodded, but this nod did not mean that he agreed with the young master, but that he had a good idea.

"Young master, I have a good way to make a fortune, I'm afraid others can't think of it, if I do it well, it's really a lot of money."

Jia Liu was immediately interested, and asked urgently: "What way?" ”

Yang Zhi sneered: "Young Master, since you advocate that the Eight Banners should have a spirit of sacrifice, then do we do a good job of supporting this spirit of sacrifice." ”

"Be specific."

"I want to open a coffin shop, a big coffin shop, I think under the inspiration of the young master's sacrificial spirit, our business will be very good."

Well?

Jia Liu was moved, he didn't expect that Zhuzhu's brain would be so good, and he couldn't help but clap: "Your idea is very good, I'll do it tomorrow." ”

Then put forward an idea, it may be too late to open all aspects of the coffin shop, it is better to directly sign an agreement with the large and small coffin shops in Chengdu and Chongzhou, and these coffin shops will provide a supply of goods for Lord Jia Jia, and the monopoly will be discussed by Lord Jia Jia with the Governor of Fu.

It's a big deal, the benefits of each coffin are divided in half.

For the imperial court, for the soldiers, this money can't be saved.

After listening to Master Jia's business experience, Yang Yuchun was greatly inspired and asked weakly: "My lord, I want my father and my mother to come over and open a shroud shop, okay?" It's a big deal to give each piece sold to the adults. ”

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