Treetops in the moon.

In the commander's tent of the red-coated army camp at the West City Gate, Chen Sheng, dressed in military uniform, had dinner with the commanders of all the divisions in the army.

The dinner was very sumptuous, including whole chickens, ducks, pieces of pork and mutton that were bigger than your face...

But I don’t know if it’s because there’s no wine.

The atmosphere in the tent was very dull. Chen Qi told several jokes, but the laughter was fleeting.

Chen Shou and Chen Dao, who were on Chen Sheng's left and right sides, kept giving Chen Sheng winks, asking him to say something to boost his morale.

Chen Sheng turned a blind eye and concentrated on the roast mutton in his hand.

Until the whole leg of lamb fell into his belly, and only a bare lamb leg bone remained on the dinner plate.

Chen Shengcai threw down the meat cleaver, grabbed the Chunjun sword on his side, stood up and said, "Are you full?"

All the generals dropped the bowls and chopsticks in their hands, picked up the Chunjun sword on the table, and suddenly said: "I'm full!"

Chen Sheng turned his head, scanned the faces of the generals in the tent with his sharp eyes, and said, "There are many great principles, but I won't go into them!"

"I only ask you, if someone wants to use our red-coated troops as firewood, will you agree?"

He shouted with a ferocious face, as if there was a tiger in his throat, and every word was breathtaking!

The generals who were distracted and distracted a second ago suddenly turned red in the face and shouted angrily: "No, no!"

Chen Sheng grabbed the mutton leg bone on the dinner plate, threw it among the generals, and shouted angrily at the top of his voice: "Let me ask you again, some people think that we mud-legged people are not worthy of straightening our backs and living uprightly, so we should kneel down."

They wag their tails at their feet, lick their stinky feet, and beg them to give us a bone to chew on. Do you agree or not?"

The generals looked at the smooth mutton leg bone and felt as if their faces had been stepped into the mud. They stamped their feet crazily. For a moment, the hot blood flowed upstream and seemed to burst their heads.

"Big yes, no yes!"

They screamed at the top of their lungs at the top of their lungs, and their angry voices could be heard within half of the camp!

"very good!"

Chen Sheng took a deep breath, but his eyes slowly turned red: "I always thought that if we had soldiers and generals, fields and food, and the military exploits we risked our lives to gain, we would be able to survive in this troubled world.

Among them, protect your wife, children, and children, and live a peaceful life!"

"To speak from the bottom of my heart, as long as the court is willing to treat us as human beings, be a little considerate of our difficulties, and give us time to breathe, I don't want to break up with the court!"

"When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer!"

"If you use swords and weapons together, someone will die!"

"It's not worth it to exchange Brother Paoze's life for someone who is upright and upright!"

"But they refused!"

"You won't give us a chance to be human beings!"

"I've already sat on this bullshit County Sheriff Chen, and they're forcing me to kneel down and be their dog!"

"We all killed Tu Sui in Mengcheng, and they are forcing us to go to the front line to work as firewood for them!"

"They also refuse to understand our difficulties!"

"How difficult is it for our Chen County? How many fellow villagers died of hunger last year? How many brothers and sisters were displaced?"

"How many methods did we think of and how much manpower and material resources did we spend to get a mouthful of rice soup for the hundreds of thousands of people in the county?"

"They don't care, they don't see it, they don't care!"

"Since the severe drought last year until now, the imperial court has not allocated a grain of grain to us, and the state capital has not allocated a grain of grain to us either!"

"There's not even one!"

"Now we are asked to send troops to Dangshan, but they still won't give us a grain of food!"

He roared like a wounded beast.

Tell the lowly generals to listen.

Tell him himself too.

For example, Chen Qi, Li Zhong, Ji Bu and other old men in red uniforms all had their eyes red and their bodies were shaking with anger!

Newcomers such as Chen Ying, although they do not have as strong empathy as Li Zhong and others, are still hard-pressed!

Because what Chen Sheng said is not only a problem for Chen County, but also a shortcoming common to all nine states!

Around the commander's tent, more and more red-coated soldiers gathered at some unknown time.

They tilted their heads and listened quietly.

In everyone's eyes, little bits of fire lit up.

Chen Sheng covered his chest and smoothed it down with all his strength, trying to hold back the surging blood in his heart: "The 50,000 soldiers and horses of the Bolang Army are just twenty or thirty miles away to the west!"

"I know you are afraid!"

"You are not the only one who is afraid!"

"Actually, I'm afraid too!"

"But I'm afraid it won't solve the problem!"

"The problem can only be solved by killing them!"

"Before... I always asked you why!"

"Now, I'm going to ask the people who stepped on our heads and forced us to kneel down and be their dogs, why!"

"Why!"

"Is it because our ancestors have been traffickers and pawns in Guizhou for generations?"

"Is it because their ancestors have been ministers, dignitaries and high-ranking officials for generations?"

"I don't recognize it!"

"No matter what the hell, I won't admit it!"

His eyes were blazing with fire, and he clenched his steel teeth tightly and roared out from between his teeth: "I want to try it with a sword. No fucking noble can withstand my sword!"

"I want to lead my red-coated army to death. No fucking noble can withstand my army!"

"Either they kill me!"

"If you can't kill me, I will kill them!"

"Go to hell with the powerful ministers!"

He suddenly pulled out the Chunjun sword, cut off the food table in front of him with one strike, and roared ferociously: "Prince and general Xiang Ning, what kind of talent do you have!"

The generals under the tent suddenly raised their eyes, with blazing fire shooting out of their eyes. They desperately squeezed out the last bit of strength in their chests and roared: "The Prince and General Xiang Ning has the guts!"

Many red-clothed soldiers who were listening outside the commander's tent also raised their heads, their eyes flashed with fire, and they opened their mouths and let out a cry that had been accumulated in the blood of dozens of generations: "Princes, generals and ministers" I’d rather have the seed!”

It was just eight words, but like a magical spell, it quickly spread throughout the entire Red Army camp.

Turn depression and doubt into firewood and ignite a raging fire.

Before this, all the ideological education of the Red Army revolved around Chen Sheng's "Why".

But those sentences are scattered, have no central idea, and are not enough to serve as a program.

Until now, I finally got the answer to why.

The Red Army... finally has a formal program!

Within the handsome tent.

Chen Shou and Chen Dao, the only two people who could barely maintain their composure, looked at each other in confusion, and then looked at the generals in the tent who were dancing like a bunch of demons.

They finally understood why they could only become an excellent general but not an excellent commander-in-chief!

A little while.
Chapter completed!