Su Liu had hope in his heart and joined the army again. He decided to train hard after leaving the team and wait for the army to recruit again, just because his general remembered his name. Maybe this reason was real.
It's too mentally retarded, but it really affects a soldier.
Without exception, all the soldiers who had talked to Jia Rong were kneeling on the ground, their whole bodies shaking, and each of them, a good man, actually started crying in public.
Jia Rong walked back to the high platform of the school ground and said loudly: "Thank you brothers for your support. Your kindness to me will always be engraved in my heart. Whenever you feel that you don't want to stay in this army and want to leave, I, Jia Rong, will never do it."
Reluctantly, everyone has their own ambitions, maybe you will do better in other places."
"Those who stay here regard me, Jia Rong, as a brother. Don't worry, brothers, as long as you have something to eat from me, you won't go hungry."
"Follow the general to the death, follow the general to the death..." The whole place resounded with ever-increasing shouts. This time the voice was filled with something called joy, without the resentment just now.
After the whole place fell silent, someone took the lead and shouted "The Northland Army is mighty", which once again drew cheers from the whole place.
"From now on, our army will be named the Xiliang Army. I hope that wherever our army goes, the enemies 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, and thus the world-famous Xiliang Army was born.
More than 3,000 soldiers shouted together, Xiliang Army. The name of this army will be with these soldiers. A few years later, even if they lead the army to station in different places, they will never forget the name "Xiliang Army".
Three words.
In fact, in Jia Rong's heart, every soldier is his brother, which is also an important reason why Jia Rong can win the love of all soldiers. Although the usual training is very strict, in private, Jia Rong gives them the same care as family members.
, no matter what problems the soldiers have, Jia Rong will do his best to solve them; imagine that when all the generals regard the lives of soldiers as their steps to high positions, and regard the lives of soldiers as nothing, then there is a man who treats soldiers
How would they feel about the generals who were like relatives?
More than three thousand soldiers quietly looked at the tall and majestic figure on the high platform. At this moment, at this moment, some soldiers even had the urge to worship him. Jia Rong's words just now really touched them.
It was too big. At the same time, they were also deeply happy for their choice. It didn't matter if they could follow such a general and died on the battlefield, especially the Heroes' Tomb outside the city and the Heroes' Monument towering high in the clouds.
It stimulates their nerves.
That is the highest 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 not hesitate to shed their lives and blood.
The words as big as rice grains on the monument to heroes are their honor and the honor of soldiers.
More than a dozen soldiers knelt lonely on the left side of Jia Rong. Jia Rong did not look at them again. From the moment they chose to leave Beidi County, Jia Rong had already pulled them out of the list of brothers. Previously
He is a comrade in the trenches of Paoze. Maybe we will meet with swords tomorrow.
Jia Rong cherishes every soldier who follows him and treats them as brothers, but he will not be merciful to the enemy. Being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself. This is also the idea that Jia Rong spread in the armies of later generations.
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The lives of more than 3,000 soldiers once again fell on his not-so-broad shoulders, but at this moment Jia Rong was undoubtedly proud and worthy of pride, because he was the commander-in-chief of this army.
"Whether you choose to stay or leave with me, make a choice." Jia Rong said to the hundreds of generals and military governors beside him.
All the generals bowed neatly as if they had been rehearsed in advance: "Follow the general to the death!"
Jia Rong's face showed a hint of relief, and he said with a smile: "Follow me, your official position will be reduced."
All the generals remained unmoved and stood quietly beside Jia Rong.
Now that the decision was made, Jia Rong stopped delaying and immediately ordered all the soldiers to pack their things and wait for orders at any time. Martial law was implemented in the city. When the new governor arrived, he must take away everything worth taking away.
, of course what they took away were things belonging to the Beidi County Prefect’s Mansion.
The first was the craftsman's workshop in Beidi County. Jia Rong led a hundred soldiers to surround the craftsman's workshop.
"Mi Wei, you must strictly guard this place. If anyone comes out without permission, you will be killed without mercy!"
"I humble my duty and obey the order!" Mi Wei replied with a loud voice. As a military general, Mi Wei longed for a battlefield full of passion. Jia Rong's various actions gave people the feeling that a storm was about to come. This feeling was like a war drum.
The constant hammering and the constant neighing of the war horses strained his nerves. Not only Mi Wei, but also all the soldiers and generals felt this way, a long-lost yet familiar feeling.
In the blacksmith's workshop, Jia Rong's eyes swept across the faces of every blacksmith. All the blacksmiths couldn't help but lower their heads, and the atmosphere became very depressed.
Jia Rong said calmly: "This general has decided to move the workshop to Lingzhou today. The blacksmiths who want to stay will stay put and the blacksmiths who don't want to stay will step forward."
After a while of whispering, no blacksmith came out. All the blacksmiths looked at Jia Rong with puzzled eyes. They didn't understand why a good craftsman's workshop moved so quickly, but Jia Rong's tone did not allow them to question it.
Jia Rong said solemnly: "I will give you one last chance. Do you choose to leave with me or stay? If you follow me to Lingzhou, your glory and wealth will definitely be with you. Your family will also be taken to Lingzhou. Choose
I will never force myself to stay in Beidi County."
Two blacksmiths came out, and one of them hesitated and said: "The villain... has lived... in Beidi County for generations, and no... doesn't want to leave."
Jia Rong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Have 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, who had a faint smile on his face, as if he came from hell.
"Is there anyone who still chooses to stay?" Jia Rong's voice suddenly tightened.
No blacksmith ever chose to stand up again.
"Zhang Wei, you lead these blacksmiths to the warehouse to collect their wages. After working in the workshop for so long, there is no credit but hard work."
"Here."
The two blacksmiths bowed their heads and said, "Thank you so much, General, for your kindness. I will never forget it."
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