Chapter Eighty-Five: Training, Plotting
In Liaodong Town, in a school field, Jia Chen stood on a high platform, and there was a black oppression below.
Standing in this position again, Jia Chen's mood was slightly complicated, after a big battle, most of the original faces had disappeared.
And the nameless self at the beginning, now he has become the champion of Dakang, in just over a month, but earth-shaking changes have taken place, of course, the change is not known to Jia Chen himself, and the spirit of these soldiers on the school field is also very different from the cavalry he saw for the first time.
Everyone's face was filled with a kind of exuberant loftiness, no longer lifeless, looking at Jia Chen on the high platform of the school field, the people below were all extremely excited.
Although Jia Chen didn't feel it much himself, he still underestimated the prestige of the champion Hou in the army, which was the ultimate dream of a general.
Jia Chen led the army to travel thousands of miles, slaughtering the Jianzhou Jurchens, and the matter of recovering Jianzhou has already spread all over the world, how can they not be proud and proud to follow such a legendary figure!
Jia Chen's gaze slowly swept from the middle to the sides from the front to the back.
In the early morning, the morning sun was rising, shining on Jia Chen's face, like a god.
There was silence on the school ground, waiting for Jia Chen to speak.
"I'm Jia Chen~"
A simple sentence made the scene seem a little out of control, and the soldiers below replied in unison, "I've seen Master Hou!" ”
The voice was extremely loud and deafening, even Guo Yingjing, who was in the General Military Officer's Mansion a few miles away, heard it clearly, and he shook his head with a wry smile, this army has not yet taken shape, but the spirit is not lacking.
Jia Chen stretched out his hand and gestured, then continued: "I called you over today because I have something to tell you~"
Jia Chen's tone paused slightly, and he said with some feelings: "Some time ago, Ben Hou took the soldiers of Liaodong out of the east and went to the border of Jianzhou, I remember that it was not snowing at that time!" ”
"Do you know what Benhou saw there??"
With the blessing of the big rhubarb court, the voice clearly reached the ears of the five thousand people present, most of the soldiers in Liaodong Town knew about the matter of Jianzhou, and when they heard Jia Chen talk about this matter again, their hearts became a little heavy.
Speaking of this, Jia Chen's own heart was also a little heavy, not that he brought up the old things again, but that these 5,000 people were his most descendant force in the future, sweeping away the blades of foreign races, and there must be no chaos.
"There, Ben Hou saw the people of our Dakang, enslaved by the Jurchens, living a life like livestock, a small clan, plus women and children, there are only more than 300,000 people, but the soldiers in battle are only 40,000 or 50,000 Compared with our Dakang, this person is just a drop in the ocean, but they dare to plunder my people, enslave my people, who do you say gave them the courage??"
Speaking of this, Jia Chen's eyes became cold, and he looked at everyone in the school field.
"Even after that, these Tartars held a sheep killing ceremony, do you know what sheep are in their mouths?"
Some people's expressions changed slightly, they seemed to have guessed something, and their eyes burst out with murderous intent.
"It's my people!! It's our compatriots!! ”
When they heard Jia Chen's words, they were all completely angry, and for a while, they were filled with grief and anger, and the fists on their sides clenched unconsciously, and their eyes burned with rage.
"So Ben Hou gave them an unforgettable memory, the Jianzhou Jurchen clan was exterminated, it was Ben Hou who did it, there was no one left, extinction and extinction!"
Hearing this, the hearts of those soldiers below were full of enthusiasm, most of them were veterans, the affairs of the nine sides, they had experienced too much, many times, they really wanted to fight with those aliens, but for many reasons, they had to be trapped in a domain.
What Jia Chen did was exactly what they wanted to do but couldn't do, or even couldn't do, so they admired, admired, and affirmed.
A cold wind blew, but the soldiers did not feel the chill, but only felt the blood boiling in their chests, and the three words in their throats naturally spit out.
"Champion Hou~~"
"Champion Hou~~"
After a while, Jia Chen stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the school field quickly became quiet again.
"Today, what I want to tell you is that in the future, you five thousand people will become the sharpest sword in Dakang, the strongest sword in the hands of Ben Hou, and together with Ben Hou in these nine sides, kill a Lang Lang Qiankun, kill a peaceful and prosperous world, I want the alien race to hear that we will be weak!! So that they will never dare to fight our idea again!! ”
"Those who offend me in Huaxia will be punished even if they are far away~~"
With the last sentence, the atmosphere of the entire school field was pushed to a climax, and the soldiers were all blushing and thick-necked, shouting and responding, and their voices were not extinguished for a long time.
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After that, Liaodong Town began to train intensively, sweating more in peacetime and less blood in wartime, and the army, military discipline, Wu Law, courage, ears and eyes, hands and feet, battalion formation, etc., all began to train with reference to the training minutes, and let Cailuan begin to arrange medicinal baths.
The matter of military training began to advance in an orderly manner.
In the capital, Xiuguo Mansion, Xungui came to seven, seven, eight, eight, except for Niu Tiande and Liu Quande, who went out to the edge of the town, almost all the rest of the families were present.
But this time, the Jia family still did not appear.
Qi Muhou Ma Changlong took out a secret report and put it on the table.
He said with a somewhat cold expression: "Everyone, the little Ma Changqing has sent a letter, the previous proposal of ours, the Jia family did not agree, and also made disrespectful remarks, saying that we do not want to be loyal to the country, but to raise self-respect, he disdains to be with us~"
Hou Xiwu slapped the table and said angrily: "What a shaft that doesn't know what to do, but he killed some people on the battlefield, and this tail has gone to the sky!" Which of our fathers didn't wade out of the sea of corpses and blood?? ”
As soon as Hou Xiwu finished saying this, another person sneered: "Jia Chen'er is afraid that he doesn't know the methods of the court, and if he is a stone, he can be crushed into powder......
"Yes, today's humiliation, we will ask him to repay it a thousand times in the future!"
Then several people in the house began to be indignant, and they scolded, criticizing Jia Chen for nothing.
After Hou Xiwu finished speaking, he glanced at the young man sitting at the door again, and asked out loud, "Brother Shi, what did Lingtang say??" ”
This young man surnamed Shi is a descendant of the Duke of Xuguo, his name is Shi Guangren, his father Shi Wenshan is a marquis who came down from the battlefield, and he has a high prestige in the Xungui lineage, and he has not arrived today, so he sent his sister-in-law over.
Shi Guangren arched his hand, "Uncles, when my father came, I asked you to bring you a word, before the Emperor Taishang never controlled the dragon, everything was empty talk~"
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