Without waiting for Mao Wenlong to answer, Jiang Li continued: "Going down to Jiangli again, people from Fushun, just now Brother Mao said that everyone who builds slaves is the enemy of a hundred enemies. This statement is ridiculous!"
After Jiang Li finished speaking, he glanced around the crowd: "They are all carrying one head on two shoulders. If you cut them with a knife, the head will still fall off. The so-called slave building, everyone is the enemy of a hundred people, is just a slave digging graves." It was just spread by some beasts who dug up graves to obtain money and bribed them.
As long as our officers and men of the Ming Dynasty have enough food and drink, everyone is willing to sacrifice their lives, and with sharp blades and strong armor, it will be no more difficult to kill Jiannu than to kill a dog. When the time comes, Liaodong will be recovered... "
As soon as Jiang Li finished speaking, there was a burst of applause from the crowd, "That's right. Killing Jian Nu is not much harder than killing a dog. Jian Nu has nothing to be afraid of. I heard that Lord Xiong came to Liaodong just to rectify the army. , wipe out the slaves. I will join the army soon, kill a few slaves, and take revenge!"
"Yes, the slaves are just a bunch of dogs. How can they, just wild dogs, withstand a casual blow from me, the Ming Dynasty?"
"Kill the slaves! Avenge your family and country!"
"This young master! Let me ask you a question..."
"...."
Jiang Li looked at the excited people and said in his heart: "The people are simple. The most difficult thing is to keep the soldiers well fed and drunk. It is better to make them happy. At least it can boost morale and prevent the establishment of slaves. I will waste 3 points of combat power."
Mao Wenlong saw the change in Jiang Li's expression, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said silently: "Brother Jiang is just..."
Jiang Li's eyes flashed, he looked at Mao Wenlong, and replied firmly, "Brother Mao, soldiers are very important."
"Get out of the way, get out of the way. Your personal soldiers are here, get out of the way." The old pawn's angry words came from afar.
"Brother Mao, it seems that I have to take the first step. You and I have hit it off since we met. May I ask where you live now? After I collect the bounty, we can all have a good drink and talk." Jiang Li heard the old soldier's voice and turned around to say Mao Wenlong cupped his hands and said.
"I just arrived in Shenyang today and I am eager to find a place to stay with the enemy! Master Buruo Jiang told me your story. I will go to your mansion to see you after I have settled in." Mao Wenlong became interested in Jiang Li and asked immediately.
While the two were talking, the old soldier and a group of soldiers had already walked up to them.
Jiang Li turned his head and looked at the dozen or so people who had come forward, his eyes narrowed slightly, "The treatment of the private soldiers of Lord Commander-in-Chief is really not bad!"
I saw that they were all wearing iron armor, their spears were sharp, and they were in an orderly queue. At first glance, they were not comparable to the miscellaneous soldiers at the city gate.
"Is that Jiang Li? Lord Jinglue summoned him, and he took the servants who killed Jiannu and went with me to question him," the leader said to Jiang Li and the others.
"Jiang Li is coming soon. See the commander-in-chief, Mr. Liu," the old soldier said.
"I'm going down to Jiang Li to see Mr. Liu," Jiang Li said with cupped hands.
Boss Liu glanced at Jiang Li, then at the few strong men behind Jiang Li and the heads on the ground, and replied calmly: "Hurry up."
"Zhao Jie, you two will have a good drink with Brother Mao first. I'll come find you later." Jiang Li pointed to the four guard members and said.
"Others, follow me to see Master Jinglue."
Speaking of Xiong Tingzhou, Jiang Li could only sigh, another capable general who was tricked to death by the Donglin Party. Historically, if Xiong Tingzhou had not withdrawn, Hou Jin would have starved to death.
Perhaps it was because Jiang Li was too young that he was sent out quickly after meeting Xiong Tingzhou.
Holding the 20 taels of silver in his hand, Jiang Li could only smile bitterly: "Being too young has its advantages and disadvantages."
You guys go to the refugee camp and buy 400 refugees. I'm going to see Mao Wenlong.
"Drink, drink, drink." At this moment, Mao Wenlong was already drunk under the turns of Zhao Jie and others. After Jiang Li came, he was so drunk that he asked Zhao Jie and the others to help Ma Wenlong get rid of Liaoyang.
SS "Consumption of idle time: 1800 minutes"
"Hang up rewards: +2 attribute points, 2,000 cups of soy milk (normal temperature), 300kg of beef, 100kg of chicken, 100kg of pork, 10,000 tea eggs. 100,000 catties of grass, 10,000 catties of soybeans, 50 August 1st horse rifles , 10,000 rounds of ammunition. 200 Type 67 wooden handle grenades."
Sure enough, the stronger the force in your hand, the more rewards you get for hanging up.
After expanding his rifle team to 200 people with a wave of his hand, Jiang Li went to the horse pen to look at the horses.
Jiang Li knew very well that before the invention of machine guns, the best way to deal with cavalry was to use stronger cavalry.
Moreover, the Type 81 horse rifle is less than one meter long, so shooting on horseback is not a problem. As long as he had 1,000 cavalrymen equipped with Type 81 horse rifles, Jiang Li would dare to confront Houjin's cavalry head-on.
As long as there are 100 cavalry equipped with Bayi-type horse rifles, Jiang Li dares to lead people into Hou Jin's territory and wait for the opportunity.
"Zhao Jie, from today on, you will be the captain of my direct guard. I will give you the first task, half a month. In this month, all 20 people in the guard must learn to ride horses and be able to skillfully ride on them. Bullets and shots.”
The previous guard had only 10 people. When the rifle team expanded to 200 people, Jiang Liyou selected ten people to join his guard.
Ever since Jiang Li showed his ability to change things out of thin air, these people all regarded Jiang Li as a god and were proud to join Jiang Li's guard. Selecting elites from them can not only ensure the strength of your immediate subordinates, but also increase the enthusiasm of soldiers for training.
"Follow your orders and promise to complete the mission." Zhao Jie promised, patting his chest.
"Mao Wenlong should be awake. I'll go take a look. Come on." After leaving these words, Jiang Li strode towards the guest room.
Everyone in Wangjia Village has seen Jiang Li's magic and respects Jiang Li very much. Jiang Li's safety basically does not need to be considered.
"Master Jiang, what are you doing?" Mao Wenlong said slightly annoyed when he saw Jiang Li coming in. When he woke up, he was actually locked up. Naturally, no one would be happy.
"Brother Mao, what are the chances that your government will win against Hou Jin?" Jiang Li ignored Mao Wenlong's words and instead asked his confidant.
"How could our Ming Dynasty be defeated if we have a Mingjun above and Xiong Jinglue and tens of thousands of elite soldiers?" Mao Wenlong said.
"Xiong Jinglue does have great talent, but who are the people above the court? I don't need to tell you. He has never fought in a war, so he is so self-righteous. How many elites of the Ming Dynasty have been tricked to death? Millions of military pay has been handled step by step, and the soldiers can't even eat. How can we fight when we are full?”
"In the eyes of those people, there are no people in Liaodong at all. They only have enough gold and silver. There are a hundred thousand ways to make Xiong Jinglue step down."
"Nonsense, impossible"
"You know whether I'm talking nonsense or not. I think you are a talented person. I hope you will join us. You don't seek glory and wealth. At the very least, you can't let Jiannu massacre the people of Liaodong again."
As he spoke, Jiang Li took out a Type 81 horse rifle from the system and said, "I am a disciple of the Immortal. I cannot bear to see China sink again. Han people are inferior to dogs. So..."
"Your Majesty, the Immortal Master, please accept the worship of the common people."
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