Xiang Xiaoqiang understood. What he was talking about was "serving as a soldier in a different place." Although serving as a soldier in a different place is an international practice of the modern army, it is mainly to prevent soldiers from falling in love with their families and having too many connections with local families, which would make it difficult for the troops to unite during the war.

Just pull it and go...waiting for all kinds of trouble. But in the Qing army, it seemed to have another meaning.

As long as those soldiers are not facing their hometown elders and are ordered to take action, the burden on their hearts will be minimized. Coupled with incentives such as meritorious service and promotion, those ignorant soldiers may even be happy to do so.

To complete the bloody mission. Isn’t that what those Qing soldiers on the north bank of the Yangtze River were like when they excitedly hunted down those who fled south?

Yes, just as Guangwu said, the people of Beiqing are in a completely desperate environment. They are in dire straits, and within the foreseeable period, there is no way to change their fate.

Apart from……

external force.

Yes, as long as the nuclear weapons era has not yet entered, the dictator's empire is not ironclad. Even if it cannot collapse from the inside, it may be destroyed from the outside.

Xiang Xiaoqiang also took a spoonful of monkey brains, stuffed it into his mouth with a smile, endured the disgusting smell, showed a satisfied expression, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, it's only the 1930s and you don't have nuclear weapons, so you're out of luck."
Chapter completed!