"You once had a fearsome name, The Mighty Victory Army, which is still branded on your shoulders. It's a pity that you have nothing but this tattoo, because you are no longer useful. Without war, you are just a bunch of waste.
, can only live humbly on the barren land with a hoe, relying on memories of past glory and waiting to die with the grass and trees.
You have no food to eat and no clothing to cover your body.
You even survive by begging for other people's leftovers. The arms that once cut off countless heads are now carrying food that even dogs are unwilling to eat. I really don't understand what the point of you living like this is." Yang Feng raised his feet as he spoke.
Kick a beggar's job away.
The owner of this rice bowl was a middle-aged man in his forties, skinny, unkempt, and his clothes were in tatters, but the tattoos on his shoulders were still eye-catching. The guy looked at the kicked-up rice bowl, and his eyes
There was a hint of pain in his heart, not sure whether it was because he was reluctant to part with his job, or because something was aroused in his mind.
"Now I give you a chance, a chance to change your destiny, a chance to pick up swords and guns again, and win glory and wealth with blood and killing, but not on our own land.
The outside world is very big, and the outside world is full of wealth. There you will get everything from the conquerors, gold, beauties, drinking and eating meat, murder and arson!
There is a contract here, press your fingerprints here, and you will become professional soldiers again, not for the emperor, not for the generals, but only for yourself, professional mercenaries of the American Umbrella Corporation.
The annual salary is one hundred taels of silver, and I will give you an additional one hundred taels of settlement allowance before you leave. You can get half a year's leave for every year of work. Who wants to do it now? Come and have your fingerprints pressed." Boss Yang said impassionedly.
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As a result, none of the nearly one hundred veterans left in front of them moved. The two sides stared at each other for a long time. The beggar just now whispered to the person next to him in a strong Xiangxi dialect: "What is this Mongolia Port?"
What?"
The guard next to him suppressed his laughter and said, "Mr. Yang, if you tell these rough guys that they don't understand, I'll let the general speak for you."
He then yelled at the group of veterans: "What are you arguing about? Mr. Yang is a distinguished guest of the Governor. He is here to recruit bodyguards from you. The annual salary is one hundred taels of snowflakes, and you will be given half a year's leave after one year of work."
When you come back to me, my wife, it's just that it's far away. You have to work as a bodyguard in the foreign devil's place. Once there, our laws of the Qing Dynasty won't be able to imprison you. You can kill people and set fires. Anyone who wants to do it can come and have their fingerprints pressed."
"Can we rob something?" A veteran with a wretched appearance shouted with green eyes.
"You can rob someone." Yang Feng said reservedly.
"Then how do you divide the stolen goods?" another guy asked.
"Fifty-five."
"Three-seven."
"At most four or six, I have to spend money to buy you guys." Yang Feng thought to himself, who are these people? He thought they were entering a bandit's den. He didn't know that this place is full of people who farm during the day and do side jobs at night.
It's famous.
"Do it!" A group of veterans immediately rushed over and rushed to have their fingerprints pressed. As for whether to go to a foreign country, they didn't care. Waiting to die in such poor mountains and rivers is not as good as going out to kill people and set fires, especially these
Guys who climbed out of the dead in their youth have an infinite attachment to that kind of life.
"Let's make an agreement first. When you work for me, you have to obey me. I will give you what you want, and you have to listen to my instructions. And you have to receive training." Yang Feng stopped them and said.
"It's up to you to eat your food. If I make a mistake, I'll be hit on the head with a military stick without a frown. As for training, who doesn't know how to kill and set fire?" a veteran said disdainfully.
Yang Feng smiled and waved to a bodyguard beside him. The Swede, who was two meters tall and looked like a brown bear, pulled out the C96 from his waist, raised his hand and fired four shots in a row, beating four sparrows in the sky to pieces.
Scum, and then looked at these veterans with contempt.
A group of veterans stared at the gun in his hand like a woman.
Yang Feng signaled to the veteran who just spoke. The guy took the pistol, looked at it fondly for a while, and then said with a smile on his face: "Can you change it to a long gun?"
Yang Feng signaled the bodyguard to give him another Lee Enfield.
After understanding the use of this gun, the veteran raised his gun and aimed at a sparrow that was frightened and flew to the eaves in the distance. He pulled the trigger and the sparrow flew away with the sound of the gun. Amid the laughter around him, the guy raised his gun.
He hesitated for a moment while taking the gun, and suddenly there was a series of extremely fast shots. Four or five sparrows that were already flying in the sky disappeared in an instant.
"This foreign gun is really good. It's much better than the one I used when I was shooting." He said honestly.
"Keep it, you will all have these two types of guns from now on." Yang Feng said with satisfaction.
Of course, he couldn't just recruit these more than a hundred old guys. All the veterans who had signed their fingerprints to join Umbrella Company would go back to look for at least ten strong young men. The conditions would be the same, and they would be paid a salary of one hundred taels of silver per year.
They must have recruited their own relatives and friends. Such people can be united in fighting. The combat effectiveness of the Yu army is largely due to this. And it happens that one person leads such a small team, with these veterans as the core, and two ghost guys.
Officers can basically serve as a combat unit.
After these veterans dispersed happily, the Phoenix Hall colleagues came over and said cautiously: "Mr. Yang, if there are too many, it might be a bit inappropriate. Many of them are military households, and they are in the Zhenyi General Military Mansion and the Military Preparation Road.
They are well-known, so if there are fewer of them, it won't be a big deal, but if there are more than a thousand people, it will be difficult for the lower officials to handle them."
Yang Feng looked at the guard, and the guard nodded. Zhang Zhidong didn't know that Yang Feng wanted to take away a target person. From his point of view, this guy was just recruiting a hundred or ten people. Naturally, this number was useless.
It was a big deal, so he asked this guard to escort him under the banner of the Huguang Governor's Palace. In fact, he was telling the officials here not to stop him from recruiting people. But Yang Feng's recruitment of so many people was certainly beyond his imagination.
Phoenix is a farming system that has been passed down for hundreds of years. The common people are all registered military households and belong to the Green Camp. They are in charge of the general soldiers and military preparations. Although the Green Camp system has been corrupted by this time, he wants to recruit the real National Defense Force.
Working as a mercenary for yourself is unjustifiable.
"Where are the commander-in-chief of Zhenyun and the soldiers and soldiers now?" Yang Feng asked after pondering.
"Both gentlemen are stationed in Phoenix City, but they are both out on patrol now," said a colleague from the Phoenix Hall.
"Then I'll trouble you, sir, to invite them all. It's best for me to make friends, and I also like spending money with my friends the most." Yang Feng said lightly.
The colleagues in the Phoenix Hall still don’t understand what he means. To be honest, that’s not what Green Camp is about now. It used to be to deal with the Miao people, but now the Miao people have long been assimilated, and Zhenyu Town is no longer necessary.
Moreover, it is not the time to fight against Changmao. You still need to mobilize troops from Zhenyu. In other words, to maintain local security, you don’t need many people at all. In fact, both the general soldiers of Zhenyu and the military preparations are all relying on empty pay.
As long as there is some benefit to making money, they don't care how many people Yang Feng takes away from here. Even if he pulls them directly from the Green Camp Army, they will turn a blind eye.
So after everyone received five thousand taels of silver from Yang Feng, Zhenyun General Soldier and Bing Bei Dao promised that as long as Yang Feng was short of people in the future, he could come to them to recruit as many as he wanted.
After solving this problem, under the personal supervision of Yang Feng, he recruited two thousand mercenaries here at one time. After each of these people received a settlement allowance of one hundred taels of silver, they happily boarded the boat and left Hunan, and then went to Shanghai.
Bofors Company was responsible for sending them to Western Australia for military training there.
There was no need for him to be responsible for these things. He left twenty bodyguards behind, and then cruelly left sister Caiyi to take charge. He also happened to let her go with the ship to Western Australia to see her father, but what surprised him was
, Ye Zi insisted on staying with Cai Yi, so he had no choice but to agree. With her help, he felt more at ease. This little girl was very shrewd.
Yang Feng returned to Wuchang alone. As soon as he arrived here, he received good news. Holland spent 50,000 pounds to buy him the official position of Governor of Kuwait from the Ottoman Emperor. Of course, this official position did not originally exist.
His Majesty the Emperor specially created it for him and also gave him the title of Pasha Ruk, so now this guy can wear a few tufts of horse hair on his head.
This made him sigh. It seems that these officials like to use various kinds of hair to show their status. The Qing Dynasty used pheasant hair, the Ottoman Empire used horse hair and cow hair, and Europeans also used bird feathers back then. Could it be that they used this?
A special form of missing one’s own essence?
This guy didn't stay long in Wuhan. He visited Zhang Zhidong's Self-Strengthening Army, and then left him with a few bodyguards to serve as military instructors. Then he went back down the river to Shanghai, and then set off south to pick him up in Hong Kong.
Nearly two hundred newly recruited crew members went straight to Singapore, where they were transferred to a merchant ship returning to Europe. The Nautilus immediately accelerated and headed straight to the Red Sea, exited the Suez Canal, turned around, and headed north to reach Istanbul quickly. He had to come here to personally
Accepted the appointment of the Ottoman Emperor.
At Yildiz Palace, Yang Feng met with Abdul Hamid II, Emperor of the Ottoman Empire at this time, and learned from the hands of this famous tyrant in Ottoman history, which was said to have massacred hundreds of thousands of Armenians.
and took over everything that represented his identity. From this moment on, in a legal sense, he was the supreme ruler of the empire in Kuwait.
Of course, if it is to become practical, it can only rely on cannons.