Beiyang new warlord

After stuttering again, this guy scratched his head honestly.

"There are five brothers in my family who are flirtatious, two younger sisters who are married off to change relatives, and two younger brothers who can't marry wives. I'm thinking about earning two more silver coins, and saving a gift money so that all younger brothers can marry wives! "

"So, you are serving as the general's personal soldier for money!"

Mao Jue's calm words immediately made this strong man tremble to the extreme again, and he hesitated to answer.

"General, the young one, no, the young one must fight with all his might, and the young one is here to fight for the general."

"Okay!"

Mao Jue reached out to stop his words in a funny way, and nodded seriously.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. I'm an official for a salary. We don't pay, and I don't want to do it! At least you are honest, and I remember you."

While Zhang Langgu was in a daze, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder, Mao Jue walked to the next row, and punched the next person's chest again.

"What's your name again?"

With the experience of the previous one, the second guy immediately held his head up.

"Little Liu Daniu, from Fushun Shilisuo"

A total of more than 30 questions were asked. Some flattered Mao Jue, some really wanted to make some money, and some naively yearned to become a general. Unknowingly, Mao Jue Jue's approachable demeanor made the soldiers below relax. Even the original soldiers who watched five people be beheaded and restrained before were not so afraid.

Su Changmei and Wen Meng were at a loss, Mao Jue was satisfied and turned back to the stage. With a softer gaze, Mao Jue cleared his throat with a smile.

"The big guy has too many people, I will get a general idea, but basically it also represents the big guy. When you come to be this personal soldier, you can roughly sum it up into two points. You have money and food, and you have enough food and clothing. , and have status and status, and live a better life than before."

"Actually, this is exactly what I want. To be able to live comfortably, to be a swinger, to walk a dog in the street, and to snatch a girl from the people, such as Liu Daniu, the watery girl in your family! If you have a peaceful life, who cares?" The mother wants to fight the gun and fight desperately, but I don't know if I will be killed in the next second?"

These words caused a burst of laughter, especially Liu Daniu, who introduced that he had a beautiful girl, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, but at this juncture, Mao Jue's voice suddenly became hurried.

"But there are people who don't want us to live well! It's the real Jian slave! Look at our current life, and then look at the past. Although we didn't live very well in the past, we have fertile land and we still have enough to eat. , lived a comfortable life, at least like a human being, but his old slave Nurhachi first entered the customs to plunder, then opened Fu! Then came Liaoshen, who drove us out of our hometown step by step."

"Even if we are all hiding in this Dongjiang, this iron mountain, this poor mountain valley, they still don't want to let us go, let alone, this year they burned the houses we worked hard to build, the crops we planted, this year the iron I have counted the people who starved to death in Shanshan, and there are a total of 280, including your relatives and fellow villagers. As for those who were killed, I don’t know how many!"

"Either we are dead, or we all have to be slaves to them. When we see a Jianzhou banner man, even a beggar, we have to call him master, abandon our ancestors, and follow those low surnames of foreign races. In such a day, Lao Tzu None of them want it!"

"That's why I want to fight back to Liaodong. This time, I not only want to take back our original land, but also completely deal with these thieves! These murderers! There are three unfilial acts, and having no descendants is the biggest! I can't let my children and grandchildren die again Be bullied and insulted by them!"

"And what you want, I can give you!"

The tone became passionate again, Mao Jue said hastily.

"As long as Liaodong is recaptured, you will be members, masters, and justices of the peace! I can't guarantee that all of you will survive to that day, but as long as you follow me and spare no effort to support me, for me, Mao Jue, and for you Fight on your own, I can guarantee that one day will come, when you survived, everyone will live the life of a master, even if you don't survive, your descendants can live easily and freely in their own land! "

"What do you say?"

Suddenly he pulled out the knives, and Mao Jue roared loudly. The peasants underneath were also short of breath at this time, and their eyes turned red. This time, there was no one to organize them, but they knelt down in an extremely neat military salute.

"Desperately follow the general!"

Chapter 67. Ideal troops

Amway, who was pulled by my old lady to listen to it before, will come in handy one day. The typical MLM method is to draw a big cake for the person first, and then trick the big guy to pay, not to mention, but also to mobilize his own contacts to follow the publicity. After a busy meal, colleagues and friends are a little far away. After a closer look, the money is all in the boss's pocket.

Mao Jue was a little different from them.

He is worse!

People only need money. Mao Jue is terrified. He used his glib tongue to encourage these 800 people to bleed. Neither will survive.

But what Mao Jue said in this speech is not false. I don’t know about other places. Dongjiang, whether he or Mao Wenlong, can’t bow to Jiannu. In history, the price of not bowing is that the whole town of Dongjiang Only twenty or so people were left to be slaughtered by the Eight Banners army. If they want to survive in the future, they must fight hard.

This tender speech had just finished, and the extremely cruel military training began, and these people didn't even turn their heads.

Qiu Huhu shone fiercely on the school grounds. Even the original soldiers, these 800 people stood with their hands flat and their heads held high. At first, they thought it was easy to stand. With their ugly faces, many recruits even secretly laughed, but within half an hour they couldn't laugh anymore.

Human beings are animals, and it is a torment for human nature to be motionless. Some people scratched their heads involuntarily after a while, but then they were kicked heavily on the back of their buttocks, and the ranks of veterans in the queue The captain and the captain stood at the front and the back, watching everyone, and were caught three times in a row, and they had extra meals, and they were carried out with their legs spread apart, their hands stretched out, and they squatted.

This taste can be seen by looking at the miserable appearance of the prisoners of war abused by the US military in Iraq.

But even the veterans didn't dare to complain, because Mao Jue was also standing at the front of the queue.

After finally surviving until noon, a whistle of disbandment made a large group of soldiers stagger and sit on the ground as if they had fallen apart.

However, the nightmare was not over yet. The kitchen was open for dinner, and the guards like the starved ghost wanted to rush in to grab food, but they were immediately pressed down by the captain. Then, squatting on the school grounds, the rest of the people did not dare to breathe, lined up according to the queue, holding a five-square wooden plate handed out, one by one through the vegetable barrels, even Sitting on the table is not even allowed to talk, you have to eat quietly with your head held high, and then come out.

After lunch, everyone was given a two-quarter hour break to sit under the shade. For these people, it was heaven. During their breathing time, the thirty or so unlucky people who had been caught earlier were allowed to sit in the shade. Going to eat, the food is actually pretty good, there are sweet and sour fish, eggs, and rice, but even so they can't taste it.

And just after eating, the whistle rang again, and training continued in the afternoon.

Fortunately, there is no need to practice Jinggong this time. According to the queue, everyone issued a piece of wood, and followed the whistle to move forward, back, left, and right. The last time I taught the soldiers, Mao Jue was so angry that the whip rushed them. After recognizing the left and right, Mao Jue didn't need to do anything this time. The veteran captains who had suffered a lot were brought back with profits. A miracle happened.

The British trained Indian soldiers and taught them to recognize left and right. It took seven months to draw, and in just one afternoon, Mao Jue's eight hundred soldiers all recognized left and right clearly. As for the two people colliding with each other.

Immediately it was the job again, this time no one dared to break the taboo, one by one quietly lined up to get the food, and after eating, they had to line up to enter the newly built barracks that still smelled of cement to rest.

Here, Mao Jue's fearsome mannerism is shown again. This time, Adelaine brought a dowry, a Western clock, which he put in the barracks. At seven o'clock, he had to wash up collectively, and he even added an extra item. These soldiers didn't do it. In the past, I used willow branches to peel off the skin and brush my teeth, and many unused mouths were bleeding.

After washing, you have to go to bed. There are still rules here. A few unlucky ghosts who have dragged their clothes away are taken out, and then squatting. The rest of the people must hang their clothes neatly on the hangers.

On this day, almost everyone's tired bones were about to fall apart, but the next morning, the genius was dim, and the harsh whistle sounded again. Everyone got up, but they had to fold the quilt neatly You can only go out like a block of tofu. What's more annoying is that those who go out slowly have to continue squatting. , run a big circle around the mountain road of Jialao Mountain.

Mao Jue ran ahead.

To be honest, he was exhausted and tired after all this tossing. He graduated from university that year and didn't find any good job. It just so happened that his family wanted him to go. Mao Jue pretended to be ill for half a month and avoided it. This is good, he can hide from the first day of junior high school but not the fifteenth day, and in the end, he was a new recruit who terrified him for three months. It's still an experience. What's more, this time he found it by himself.

It's really scary to force a horse to ride. After all, it was too comfortable before crossing. If you don't work hard now, not only will you die, but your whole family will probably be killed. Mao Jue, who ran at the front, shook his head with a wry smile.

It was another marathon. After running back, many people were exhausted and exhausted. Fortunately, they had experienced a long-distance race, and no one fell behind. After a quarter of an hour of rest, breakfast was again, followed by the maddening training at attention.

Years are the most precious, one month has passed by inadvertently, it is still the training ground, and those people are still there, but compared to the impetuousness at the beginning, today's pro-corps seems to have changed people, everyone has become Quiet and composed.

It's not that there is no discomfort, just like this one, there are three unlucky guys on the edge of the playground. The three of them just want to sneak away, want to be deserters, and they are caught by the patrols outside. Deserters are in this era. But felony, you can be beheaded directly, but Mao Jue is very kind to his subordinates, just let them squat on horseback until they die, this is already the sixth day, and they have to squat for another three days, watching them one by one With the appearance of holding a big wooden stick forward and the expression of being overwhelmed with pain, the remaining soldiers naturally gave up the idea of ​​​​running away.

The rest of the soldiers were all on the playground, holding up a big log, and the kettle was still hanging on the log.

Now, Mao Jue doesn't need to follow the training. The soldiers who have entered the state can complete the training well under the leadership of the officers, but what worries him is far more than the soldiers in front of him.

bang bang bang

Officers all have their own office rooms, where they can store their own list of information, and Mao Jue naturally has it too. When he was looking at the big wood carried by the soldiers below and was worried, there was a knock on the door, and then Wen Meng continued. Come in anxiously.

"General, two boys ran away from the third sentry team. They were still there at midnight last night, but they are gone today!"