Li Wuchang stood next to a high platform built on flat ground, looking at the thousands of trembling civilians, his eyes were very calm.

There were five or six "demining teams" of the Red Dragon Society and the Dongjiang faction, all of which collapsed under the surprise attack of the French commander's army, and the "long whip team" suffered heavy losses, and the 8,000 prisoners from Nanjun were also killed and wounded in the battle, and some of them were scattered, and the rest was more than 4,000 in front of them.

Because they were afraid of stepping on it, afraid of falling into a trap, or wanting to drink water and eat, these people unconsciously followed the guidance of the master of the intelligence bureau of the marshal army and came to a place not far from the junction.

Of course, the civilians of Nanjun have heard of the French Army, but most of them are not of a good reputation.

The Red Dragon Society and Yuan Jitong competed for smearing.

Yuan Jitong: Yuan is willing to do his best to give back to all the villagers, fathers and elders, and everyone should also unite to fight against bandits, the Red Dragon Society and the Dongjiang faction are mad, and treat civilians like pigs and dogs. The army is even more ambitious and misleading......

Red Dragon Society: Great Yan has no way, and it should have perished a long time ago. Yuan Ji is famous and famous, and the people are suffering with him, and there is only one way to die, and you don't believe that the various benefits preached by the Fashuai Army are all deceitful......

Roughly so.

Moreover, Yuan Jitong and the Red Dragon Society both mentioned the deeds of the French Marshal's army after taking the main city of Yiling and uniting various bandits to hunt down and kill the people.

Therefore, now the hearts of these 4,000 civilians are all uneasy, for fear that Li Wuchang will behead them all with an order. After all, along the way they broke a lot of traps.

Li Wuchang looked around and glanced at Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun jumped on the high platform quickly, cleared his throat, and raised his breath to speak: "Hello to all the villagers and elders from Nanjun! Let me introduce myself first, the contemptible Zhao Xun, one of the leaders of the French Army. We have a long-standing grudge between the French Shuai Army and the Red Dragon Society and the Dongjiang faction, and this war is inevitable, we don't want ordinary people to get involved, and you act as a death squad to break our trap this time, which makes us very unhappy......"

At this point, the line immediately became noisy.

The surrounding soldiers of the French Shuai Army immediately waved their weapons and reprimanded: Be honest, if you want to die, just mess around.

Zhao Xun pressed his hand, "Don't get excited, it's just unpleasant, I don't plan to kill you." Because I know that you are forced to be helpless, and if you do not comply, you will be whipped, you will be stabbed, and you will die if you are not careful.

Since you have followed our guide to this place, you just want to pick up a small life, and by the way, you pray for a bowl of water and a few steamed buns...... Come on, Shangshui and steamed buns!"

The veterans of the Huotou Army, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately set out, carrying bamboo baskets for steamed buns, buckets, and porcelain bowls, and sent them down according to the team.

When the things arrived, most people looked at each other, obviously having scruples, and the thirsty and hungry people didn't have so many ideas, so they came to gobble up on the spot, and even if they died, they had the posture of being a full ghost.

Zhao Xun continued: "It's okay, let's go, don't worry, I, Zhao Xun, will not be so despicable, and will use poisoning to persecute you unarmed bitter haha." The junction is about to be a monstrous battle, and you have only one way to die if you stay here, so I'll give you a few ways now.

If you want to go back to Nanjun, you can go on the road after eating, we will not stop you, just remind you that it is best to take a detour.

If you want to mix up on the territory of our army of the French Army, we welcome you, and we will send someone to send you to the rear later, and there will be people in the rear to arrange it, whether it is workmanship or farming, as long as you have a little strength or a little brain, you can survive.

Finally, if you want to join the army after your physical fitness, we can accept it, but not here. Because the recruits have to be trained, otherwise they can't be pulled into the battlefield, because the French army is far from falling to that point......

Okay, the Zhao person who wants to explain has already been explained. If you haven't eaten or drunk, you can raise your hand, you can go to another round, and if you have questions, you can ask them, and we will try to answer. Time is running out, let's hurry up and make a decision......"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

They couldn't imagine such a good thing, but they didn't know if Zhao Xun in front of them was reliable.

It's too young, no matter how you look at it, it's just a doll in her twenties.

The army doesn't seem to be as bad as Yuan Jitong and Chilong would say...... Not to mention anything else, the steamed bun in my hand is genuine, and there is residual warmth, and the water is not raw, with a slightly bitter taste, obviously with herbs, and it is very thirst-quenching after drinking.

After swallowing the steamed buns in his hand, he looked at the captain of the Huotou army who was shuttling in the team, and said weakly: "Master Jun, I haven't eaten enough......

The captain of the firehead army smiled, beckoned to his subordinates, said a word for this young man to bring two more, and then smiled: "Is there anything else that has not been fed?" Frankly, there is nothing to be afraid of...... In addition, our army is not called a military master, a commander!"

The steamed bun basket was moved over again, and the soldiers distributed it earnestly.

At this time, many people let go and rushed to thank them, "Thank you, sir, thank you!"

Boss Pang and his younger brother were also in the team, but they were not so hungry, and they were more concerned about what to do next.

The younger brother pulled Boss Pang and made his eyes look at him.

Old Pang said in a loud voice: "What's wrong?"

The younger brother said: "Boss Pang, the French Shuai Army seems to be good, ha......"

Boss Pang chuckled, "What's the matter, a few steamed buns and a bowl of herbal tea bought you?"

The younger brother waved his hand and said, "No, those military masters...... No, those commanders are very kind, and ah, isn't that Zhao Xun on the stage the leader of the Reckless Legion of the French Commander, what he said in public should count, right?"

Boss Pang raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to mix with the French Shuaijun? Didn't you really want to go to Baling before?" Of course I've heard of Zhao Xun, martial arts are very high, and fighting is also very powerful, I don't know if talking counts." ”

The younger brother said: "I just had a thought in my heart when I wanted to go to Baling, who knows if it will be really reliable over there...... Boss, if we don't stay in the land of the French Shuaijun, it's good to go to farm and work. ”

Boss Pang pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Of course, it is very good to be able to farm quietly, but if the troops of the army are unreliable, they will be planted in vain, and the workmanship will be similar, and the backers are not hard, so they have no confidence in doing anything...... If you really have the intention, or let's join the army directly, don't the recruits have a training period, and they don't need to go to the battlefield for the time being, just waiting for the end of the battle at the junction. If the French marshal army wins, it means that they really have confidence, then we can mix it up sooner or later, if the French marshal army loses, we have a chance to escape. ”

The little brother's eyes lit up, and his hanging heart finally let go, and he tore the steamed bun in his hand hard.

But I thought to myself: I don't have to carry that rusty rotten knife anymore. I want to talk about "Da Yan Gui Gongzi" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~