The Ninth Commander felt a wave of loneliness in his heart. The Hunan Army Group at this moment was no longer the one he led back then. Since the end of the war, this huge military group has declined at an irreversible rate.
Zeng Guoquan is different from his brother Zeng Guofan, especially his attitude towards Xiao Letian. Zeng Guofan admires him very much and speaks highly of Xiao Letian.
Ninth Marshal was different. Although he was the first to come into contact with Xiao Letian and admired Xiao Letian's ability, he always felt unconvinced and wanted to compete.
Zeng Guofan had long seen his brother's thoughts and persuaded him to let go of his obsession. Many conversations between the brothers turned to Xiao Letian.
Zeng Guofan's words were still fresh in the memory of Jiu Shuai.
"Now that the war is over, our Hunan Army will be useless. Sooner or later it will be swept into the garbage dump of history. This huge group will also become fertilizer. What future generations can grow depends on fate. Bar!"
"Brother, what are you talking about? Our Hunan Army has helped stabilize this world. Hundreds of thousands of troops are on the dragon's side, and half the Qing Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River can't even reach out!"
"After we kill that man named Ma, the officials who come to Jiangnan in the future will have to understand the truth and know who is the local gangster here!"
Zeng Guofan sighed and shook his head and said, "Even Xiao Letian can see things clearly, why are you so confused? It doesn't matter, you are trapped in it after all, and bystanders can see clearly!"
"Don't be dissatisfied. When it comes to observing the general trend of the world, Xiao Letian is better. I am not as good as him!"
Zeng Guoquan was a little unconvinced, blowing his beard and saying, "He? He's just a junior, and he hasn't even grown a full beard. How can he still dominate the world?"
"Hahaha... You, you, you! Xiao Letian said that the Manchu Qing Dynasty, a group of the Hunan Army, never thought of using force to suppress it..."
"Just one word, drag! It can drag us to death..."
At that time, the Hunan Army had just finished fighting, and there were still many remnants of the Nien Army rioting. The Hunan Army was also fighting non-stop, so the problem was not obvious.
Zeng Guoquan was very unconvinced, but he did not dare to challenge his brother!
Zeng Guofan saw it and shook his head, "The warm wind makes tourists drunk! Do you know how much land the generals who commanded the army bought after they finished the long hair? How many banknotes were deposited? How many jobs were opened? Workshop?"
"Xiao Letian said that a group will degrade much faster than it can advance! The Hunan Army Group that we have built through more than ten years of hard work will only degrade in two or three years!"
"People who have fought in wars since ancient times understand that the best time to lead troops is in war, the second is training, and the most difficult time is to station troops!"
"When fighting, their heads are stuck in their belts. People are thinking about how to survive until tomorrow and how to kill the enemy. They are in no mood to think about anything else!"
"During military training, even though I no longer fight, I'm still tired and smelly every day. I don't have the energy to do bad things, so I can easily lead my troops!"
"This is the garrison! There is no more fighting, no training, and no production. What do you think they do? They either smoke cigarettes, gamble and drink, go out to find women, climb over the wall to watch the widow take a bath..."
"Don't you know what their goods are when you lead the troops? Especially since the Chinese have opened trade routes south of the Yangtze River, the scholars, farmers, industry and commerce have all been turned upside down!"
"How much money can you make by opening a workshop? How much money can be added in value in a year if you invest the money in the stock market?"
"When you do these things, all the people of the Qing Dynasty in the capital court are watching! If you have more concubines, people will feel more at ease!"
"The more greedy you are, the more assured they will be! Ten years of warm wind will make these people's bones weak! Ten years of warm wind..."
Zeng Guoquan couldn't help but sit up straight, "Well... that's a bit much, isn't it? Xiao Letian doesn't fight every day. Is this the case with his soldiers?"
"You...you..." Zeng Guofan sighed, "You are just not convinced by Xiao Letian. You just think that he is younger than you and shouldn't have such great abilities!"
"What kind of soldiers does Xiao Letian have? They are soldiers with national beliefs instilled in their hearts... They are soldiers with souls... Ahem..."
Zeng Guoquan suddenly woke up from his memories. He looked at the smoky generals in the lobby and recalled his brother's words. At this moment, he realized that Xiao Letian was right.
The Hunan Army is finished. In more than ten years, this military group that was once powerful enough to replace the Manchu Qing Dynasty, this powerful political force that even the British wanted to sell out, has decayed.
Officials are looking for money, soldiers are greedy for enjoyment, and the golden olive branch infiltrated by the Chinese is too tempting!
Almost everyone here has business connections with the Chinese, and even the money they earn has to be deposited in Chinese banks. On the surface, these people are still loyal to his Ninth Commander, but everything is different. This morning They are no longer those warriors who fought against Changmao back then!
Now if you want to command them, don't try to use the authority of a commander to suppress them. You can only tell the truth to these people!
"Open all the windows...the smell is too bad...squeeze, slap, I'll beat you to death!"
"I told you the ugly words first! Can our army still fight now? You know it in your heart, and there is no need to tell lies to me!"
"Let me tell you clearly! Only if our Hunan Army can still fight and have deterrence, others will respect you and continue to make money with you!"
"If we give up this time and let the Chinese show off their power and occupy the south of the Yangtze River! Then everyone in the world will know that we are just woodcarvings made of clay and are of no use!"
"When the time comes, if you want to make comfortable money, you won't be able to!"
"Let's be tougher and wait for more than ten years. At least we will have one or two awesome leaders after our second or third generation!"
"Only then can we die with peace of mind! Do you understand? Do you understand?"
When the words came to this point, the generals present started to pay attention, "Hey...we are the ones who are confused! The commander-in-chief taught us a lesson, the commander-in-chief taught us a lesson!"
"We will go back right away and recruit our troops and train these bastards hard... Hahaha... Isn't this just a gang negotiation? Only by showing momentum will the other side be afraid and respect you!"
"No problem, just follow the commander's orders!"
That night, Ninth Commander Zeng Guoquan was stationed on Lion Rock. He watched the entire Jiangning City increase its troops to the edge of the Yangtze River. There were torrents of torches everywhere and people were shouting. Not counting the 30,000 garrison in Jiangning City, he added more than 20,000 garrison troops in the surrounding area. They were all mobilized as well.
Suddenly, the people of Jiangning were in an uproar. No one knew what was going to happen, and the horrifying memory of the killings many years ago came back to their minds.
