Chapter 127 Gift

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Wanhe people are proud of each and every one of them.

"Look, this is our Wanhe boss, who can compare to him?"

"Haha, this is my regiment leader. This guy is more awesome than the military governor."

"You are so awesome, you dare to arrange it for the warlord?"

Nie Li just smiled at the arrival of these foreigners, they were just a bunch of bullies who were afraid of the tough.

Just adjust to the wind.

Now, they also know that if they want to do business in Shendu, they must first figure it out for themselves, a local snake.

This time it was a release of goodwill.

However, Nie Li was not naive. He really regarded them as friends, especially the Foot Pot Chicken. He might launch another invasion at some point.

The rest, Xiao Du, Huang Huangrong and others, although the gifts were heavy, their status was suddenly not on the stage.

At this moment, they realized that their defeat at Nie Li's hands was not unjust.

Who are the people Nie Li associates with?

Of course, some people are curious, what is Nie Li's ability to have so many dignitaries come to congratulate him?

However, they probably won’t know the answer in this life.

The wedding night was the highlight. Nie Li drank with the guests for a while, but only made a few important toasts.

For example, two uncles.

Shendu family.

There are also representatives from all parties.

Then he returned to a study in the new villa after drinking too much.

Quietly, he took the hot towel from the hand of Zhao Danqing's bride, Xia Yue, and wiped it.

"Go and see your lady. Tell her I'll be there in a moment."

Xia Yue went down respectfully.

"Okay, sir."

Nie Li couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this title: "Don't call me master from now on, call me young master. How old am I?"

Xia Yue covered her mouth and said with a smile: "How old you are, you are also a master."

Nie Li waved his hand: "I still have my mother at home, so what do you call me master?"

"Okay, listen to me and call me young master from now on."

Xia Yue retreated.

The old housekeeper came again, mysteriously.

"Young Master, today I received a total of 1.4 million in gifts, and the rest of the calligraphy, painting, jasper, horses and fields are all here."

Butler Qian’s anus is so crowded that it’s almost in full bloom.

This does not include the dowry of the third daughter.

Nie Li also laughed.

"Steward Qian, what a great harvest."

Butler Qian gently stroked his beard: "Young Master has a lot of friends."

"Okay, I understand. Keep an eye on me and don't let her drink too much."

By the way, Mrs. Gu was happy today, but she also had a few drinks with the female relatives.

Butler Qian made a reassuring gesture.

Finally, it became quiet.

A phone call came.

Nie Li raised his hand and picked up the phone: "I'm Nie Li."

On the other side, taking advantage of the night.

Zhang Long and Yang Kang looked solemn and solemn.

"Brother, everything is ready!"

Nie Li clenched his fists with excitement on his face.

Finally, the fight can begin.

Feng Tianxi, you didn't expect that I would take Kunshan tonight, right?

Ha ha.

On the wedding night, no one expected that Nie Li would make such a big move.

Yes, he has long been prepared to take Kunshan.

And tonight is his chance.

A fighter plane that no one could have imagined.

Just a few days ago, Nie Li finally completed the deal with Feng Tianxi, and his useless son was returned.

1.5 million was accounted for.

That's called a pleasure.

Various materials were produced, and the younger brother continued to summon five thousand.

Today, Nie Li has 36,000 younger brothers.

This does not include those local people recruited from outside.

Among them, about 20,000 people have been rotated through simple military training.

It’s all done on the training ground.

Select outstanding juniors from among them and conduct more in-depth training. There will be about 10,000 juniors who can become qualified soldiers.

Among them, about three thousand of these people were sent to Zhao Yannian's army.

The chief officials were delighted.

The rest also broke up their troops or went to various parts of the country for various reasons. Anyway, they had identities.

At this point, everything you do is legal.

There were probably more than four thousand of these people.

Of the three thousand people under him, there are two thousand in the security group and one thousand in the training base.

However, these people left behind are all the backbone.

In the general army, he could at least assume the position of deputy platoon leader.

There are simply too many officers at the lower level, not to mention squad leaders.

With 3,000 men, Nie Li expanded his local team to 7,000.

These are all done in secret.

It can also be called semi-public.

However, Zhao Yannian knew about these people, but did not take them seriously. How much combat power can the security team have even if it has 100,000 people?

In other words, Nie Li now has 10,000 troops at his disposal.

This does not include the soldiers of the 358th Regiment.

Because Nie Li promised Zhao Yannian, the 358th Regiment could not get involved in Nie Li's battle to win Feng Tianxi.

Nie Li also agreed.

No matter how serious it is, your special mother's army is almost completely infiltrated by me, so just pretend for now.

Anyway, I have enough people under my command.

Judging from Xu Xunlei's intelligence, Feng Tianxi only had about 5,000 troops, and this was a written figure.

However, Nie Li knew the urinary nature of warlords in this era.

It's five thousand on paper, but if it actually reaches half, that's considered high incense.

Kunshan is only one county to the left and right.

How could it be possible to supply five thousand men and horses?

Stop developing.

If the top 100 leading county in later generations is still possible, no matter how big a head Feng Tianxi is given to him now.

And there are 2,500 people here, and the weapons they use are only the predecessors of the Three Officials, mostly with old sleeves. It is great to have seven or eight small-caliber cannons to support them.

Ten thousand qualified soldiers who have been trained by the training ground are more than enough to take down such a rich man.

Not to mention the equipment prepared by Nie Li.

After Zhang Long received the order, he looked at Yang Kang and looked at the waiting troops riding on three-wheeled sidecars with their lights on under the night.

"Brothers, today is our eldest brother's big day. As his younger brothers, shouldn't we give him a wedding gift today?"

On the training ground of the small base, the soldiers shouted loudly: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Zhang Long nodded.

"Okay, everyone knows how big brother treats us."

"Who fed you?"

Zhang Long shouted loudly.

"yes, Sir!"

Zhang Long asked sharply again: "Who told you, a refugee, to get military pay, honor your ancestors, and not be bullied by local ruffians?"

The soldiers blushed and shouted loudly: "It's big brother, it's big brother!"

The younger brothers led the local soldiers and shouted excitedly.

Zhang Long was satisfied. It seemed that the ideological education had passed the test.

It is simply too easy to brainwash an army of three thousand officers and a local army of seven thousand.

"Okay, in that case, tonight is the time to repay big brother! Everyone get on the bus! Bring your equipment, win Kunshan, and congratulate big brother!"

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