Wu Er's words were very straightforward, without any fancy embellishments, but it was such straightforward words that could arouse the resonance of the soldiers in Southern Xinjiang, and make the soldiers in Southern Xinjiang feel the same and deeply, and find the reasons from themselves.
After Wu Er finished speaking, no one in the camp spoke for a long time. Everyone looked at each other in silence, their faces full of regret and self-deprecation, as if the person who just talked so loudly and blamed all the mistakes on the Yanbei people was not them.
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Seeing them like this, Wu Er knew that what he said was useful. After waiting for a while, no one spoke, Wu Er said: "Wu Er is the one who knows how to fight. Wu Er cannot rule the country. We are just a group of warriors.
I know how to fight, but what's the use of just knowing how to fight but not running the country? In the end, I'm not like us, working hard but starving to death. I don't know how to talk about big principles. I don't know who gives me food and who lets me eat.
If I am well fed and well clothed, I will follow whoever makes my family live well."
When Wu Er said this, he quietly glanced at the other people in the camp. Seeing that everyone else was thoughtful, not shameless or sarcastic, he felt a little proud.
He knew that his words were still useful.
Feel deeply.
Under certain circumstances, their thoughts are the same, and even they are not as ambitious and ambitious as him.
For these sun-loving brothers in front of them, feeding themselves and keeping their families alive are obviously more important than glory, wealth, and a high-ranking official career, just like him back then.
Wu Er also came here like this, so he naturally knew what these people wanted. Therefore, every sentence seemed to be simple and unpretentious, but in fact, every sentence spoke to their hearts.
Seeing that these people were thinking about his words, Wu Er slowed down and continued: "I know you have thoughts and plans in your hearts, but you should know better that we are different from those big men. We won the battle.
, those big men will get promoted and make a fortune, they will have more and more fiefdoms, more and more food, more and more servants, and they may even be crowned kings and prime ministers, but we can’t. We are just a bunch of rough guys, and no one knows them.
Even if one can fight, so what? No matter how well we perform on the battlefield, we will get the most credit for winning the battle. What does it have to do with you? Apart from being able to eat well, what other benefits do you have? "
"You can't say that. The king treats us very well. Now he has changed the rules. We have to make meritorious deeds on the battlefield. That credit belongs to us and no one can take it away. Not even our top leaders can take it away.
"The Southern Xinjiang soldiers in the camp were moved by Wu Er's words, but some still couldn't help but speak for Nan Jinzhao.
Those big bosses like Nan Jinzhao are indeed not the same thing, but their king is not a bad person, treats them very well, and does not treat them like others.
"That's right, that's right. This time, Wang Xun brought food and shared it with us. He didn't give it all to the big men, but gave it to everyone so that we could have a bite of white rice."
When someone started, more people started talking about Nan Jinzhao's goodness, "Speaking of white rice, it's really delicious! This is the first time I've eaten white rice in my life, but the portion is too small.
Some."
"Second brother, you are... what, do you have white rice every day? I heard that you Yanbei are not short of food."
Wu Er originally felt a little disgusted when he heard these people praising Nan Jinzhao without mentioning it. He even blamed these people for being ignorant, but he couldn't interrupt them. If he did, he might think he was guilty or something.
…
Now, when someone asked him, Wu Er would not give others a chance to speak and immediately took up the topic.
However, he did not answer the man's question, but asked everyone, "Tell me, if Yanbei and Southern Xinjiang go to war, who will go to the battlefield?"
"You said, there's going to be a war, who's going to be the one at the front?"
"Tell me, if you don't have enough to eat, how can you go to the battlefield?"
"Tell me, if you don't have enough to eat, how can you win the battle?"
"Tell me, if you don't have enough to eat, do you still have a way to survive?"
"You said, without you... is it possible for Southern Xinjiang to rise again? King, is it possible to attack Yanbei again?"
Wu Er asked several questions in succession, which stunned everyone.
"Here, second brother, what do you mean?" Someone felt uneasy and asked Xiang Wu Er anxiously.
"I just want to tell you, don't think too low of yourselves! You always think that you are inferior people, but without you, Southern Xinjiang would not be able to break Yanbei, and we would not be able to reach where we are now. You... No, I should say
We, we are the most important people in southern Xinjiang. Those big men, I am not talking about them, how many of them can go to the battlefield, and how many of them know how to fight?"
"The king is good to us, but the king is good to us. Do you really think that he is simply good to us?"
When Wu Er asked this, he didn't need them to answer. He didn't even give them time to think about it. Wu Er replied by himself: "No! The king is good to you. It's your king who needs you. Those powerful men no longer support you."
Use it, the king no longer needs them, so the king is good to you now. Otherwise, when will the king not be good to you, and he has to wait until this time to start being good to you? You know, before, we traveled all the way from Yanbei
When we get to Tianqi, the king and those big men have grabbed a lot of good things, can they share it with you?"
"No!" Wu Er said loudly.
But suddenly, he lowered his voice again, just like before, just like friends chatting about common things, he said in a calm tone: "Just watch. The king will treat you better in the future. Soon, the king will
I will attack those great masters, snatch what they have in their hands, and then distribute it to you, so that you will know how good the king is."
When Wu Er said this, he was very confident, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. His determination made everyone in the camp at a loss. It took a long time before someone said, "Second brother, what do you mean... Wang is
Whoever is useful will be treated well? Now that we are useful, the king will be kind to us?"
When the man said this, there was a hint of excitement and expectation in his eyes.
For a moment, Wu Er felt despair.
These people are really hopelessly stupid.
But, he still needs these people to help him, so...
No matter how stupid these people are, he still has to coax them into doing things for him willingly.
"Of course! Anyone who is useful to the king will be treated well by the king. But the premise is that you must ensure that you will be useful to the king throughout your life, otherwise..."
Wu Er put away his smile, paused, and sneered.
"What else?" Someone asked impatiently. Although the rest of the people did not ask, they looked at Wu Er expectantly, waiting for Wu Er to answer them... (To be continued)