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Chapter 135: Craftsman Workshop

Su Liu had hope in his heart and joined the army again. He decided to leave the team and train hard, waiting for the army to recruit soldiers again, just because his general remembered his name. Perhaps this reason was too mentally retarded, but it really affected a soldier.{.

Without exception, all the soldiers who had talked to Jia Rong knelt on the ground, trembling all over their bodies, and the good men started crying in public.

Jia Rong walked back to the high platform of the schoolyard and said loudly: "Thank you brothers for your support. I will always remember my kindness in my heart. No matter when, as long as you don't want to stay in this army and want to leave, I, Jia Rong, will never force me. Everyone has their own ambitions. Maybe you will be better off in other places."

"Those who stayed behind are treated as brothers. Don't worry, brothers, as long as I have a bite, I won't be hungry."

"See the general to the death, follow the general to the death..." There were waves of shouts rising higher than the waves of sounds. This time the voice was filled with something called joy, without the resentment just now.

After the whole audience became quiet, someone took the lead in shouting the mighty power of the Northern Army, which once again attracted the audience's shouting.

"From the future, our army will be named the Xiliang Army. I hope that wherever our army goes, the enemy will flee, so that people in the world will not dare to underestimate our Xiliang Army. The Xiliang Army is mighty and the Xiliang Army is mighty." Jia Rong raised his right fist and shouted loudly. In the future, the Xiliang Army, which is the most famous in the world, was born.

More than 3,000 soldiers followed and shouted, "The name of the Xiliang Army will be accompanied by this group of soldiers." Several years later, even if they lead the army to station in different places, they will not forget the three words "Xiliang Army".

In fact, in Jia Rong's heart, every soldier is his brother, which is also an important reason why Jia Rong was loved by all soldiers. Although his training was very strict, Jia Rong gave them the care of their relatives in private. No matter what problems the soldiers had, Jia Rong would do his best to solve them. Just imagine that when all generals regard the lives of soldiers as their ladder to the high rank and regard the lives of soldiers as grass, then a general who treats soldiers like relatives appeared. What would they think?

More than 3,000 soldiers looked at the tall and majestic figure on the platform quietly. At this moment, some soldiers even felt the urge to worship him. Jia Rong's words just now touched them too much. At the same time, they were deeply happy for their choice. What's wrong with being able to follow such a general even if he died in the battlefield? Especially the hero monument outside the city towering high on the clouds stimulated their nerves.\\..\\

It is a supreme honor. If you have never been a soldier, you will never understand the importance of honor to soldiers. Soldiers can die in battle, but they must not lose their honor. In order to defend honor, they will sacrifice their lives and shed their blood. The few words that are as big as rice grains on the hero monument are their honor and the honor of soldiers.

More than ten soldiers knelt lonely in the direction to Jia Rong's left hand. Jia Rong did not look at them again. From the moment they chose to leave Beidi County, Jia Rong had already pulled him out of his brother's list. He used to be a trench comrade in the robe, so maybe Mingri would meet him.

Jia Rong cherishes every soldier who follows him and regards them as brothers, but he will not be ruthless towards the enemy. Be kind to the enemy means cruel to himself. This is also the idea that Jia Rong was spread in the army of later generations.

The lives of more than 3,000 soldiers fell on their not-so-wide shoulders again, but Jia Rong was undoubtedly proud at this moment, because he was the commander of this army.

"Do you choose to stay or leave with me? Make a choice," Jia Rong said to the hundreds of generals and the commander of the army around him.

All the generals said neatly as if they had rehearsed in advance: "Follow the general to the death!"

A hint of relief appeared on Jia Rong's face and teased: "Follow me, your official position is about to decline."

All the generals were still unmoved and stood quietly beside Jia Rong.

Since the decision was made, Jia Rong no longer delayed it. He immediately ordered all the soldiers to pack up their things and wait for orders at any time. Martial law was imposed in the city. When the new prefect arrived, he must take away all the things worth taking away. Of course, what he took away was something belonging to the prefect of Beidi County.

First of all, there was the craftsman workshop in Beidi County. Jia Rong led a hundred soldiers to surround the craftsman workshop.

"Mi Wei, you must strictly guard this place. If there are any orders to go out and trespass, you will be killed without any mercy!"

"Abide by the order!" Mi Wei replied with a loud voice. As a general, Mi Wei yearns for a passionate battlefield. Jia Rong's various actions give people the feeling of storm. This feeling is like the sound of war drums constantly beating and the horses constantly neighing, which makes his nerves tight. Not only Mi Wei, but all soldiers and generals have this feeling, a long-lost and familiar feeling.

In the craftsman's workshop, Jia Rong's eyes swept across the faces of every blacksmith, and all the blacksmiths couldn't help but fall down, and the atmosphere became very depressing.

Jia Rong said lightly: "I decided to move the craftsman workshop to Lingzhou today. The blacksmith who wanted to stay remained still, and the blacksmith who didn't want to stay stood up."

After a quiet discussion, no blacksmith came out. All the blacksmiths looked at Jia Rong with confusion. They didn't understand why the good craftsman workshop was just moving, but Jia Rong's tone could not tolerate them questioning.

Jia Rong said seriously: "I will give you another last chance. Whether to follow this general or choose to leave or stay. Follow me to Lingzhou will definitely be your wealth and glory. Your family will also be taken to Lingzhou. I will never force you to choose to stay in Beidi County."

Two blacksmiths walked out, one of them stammered and said, "The villain... lives in Northland County for generations, and doesn't... don't want to leave."

Jia Rong smiled and said, "It's okay, you really decided to stay?"

The two blacksmiths nodded at the same time.

Although it was okay, everyone present clearly felt an ominous premonition lingering in their hearts, especially Jia Rong's face showed a faint smile, as if it was from hell.

"But someone else chooses to stay?" Jia Rong's voice suddenly tightened.

No other blacksmith chose to stand up.

"Zhang Wei, you led these blacksmiths to the warehouse to collect wages. You have been in the craftsman workshop for so long, and you have no credit and hard work."

"Here."

Two blacksmiths bowed: "Thank you for your kindness and kindness, the villain will never forget you."

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