Anti Qing

Chapter 61 Opportunity
"You are not convinced."

Li Zijing stared at the head of the department closely, with a terribly quiet expression on his face.

"What about you, are you all convinced?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people below, and soon they unified their caliber.

Faced with the pointing and ridicule of the rest of the battalion, as long as they are dignified men, they will not be indifferent to such humiliation.

"Dissatisfied!"

"We are not convinced!"

Li Zijing looked around at the crowd, nodded slightly, and his tone became more severe.

"Let me ask you, if this was on the battlefield, would the Qing army tell you in advance when they would attack?"

The words fell, and there was silence in the arena.

Li Zijing held a drumstick and paced back and forth in front of the drum.

"If the Qing army suddenly attacked at this time, I will tell you in advance that I am going to beat the drums, so get ready."

"Is there such a good thing?"

"You are the head of our former battalion! You have to lead troops when you are outside. You are so shameless to say such shameless words!"

Li Zijing shook his head slowly, and looked at the head of the department who spoke first. The head of the department was stunned when he heard the news, the dissatisfaction on his face gradually dissipated, and he lowered his head.

Li Zijing sneered all over his face and looked at everyone with sharp eyes, like a knife piercing the hearts of many soldiers in the front battalion.

Every time they saw one place, the former battalion soldiers there lowered their heads in shame.

"You're the head of the department! You have to lead troops when you're out, so you're so embarrassed to say that!"

"You guys are so brave to say it!"

Li Zijing pointed to the Shun soldiers in the surrounding camps and asked sharply.

"Are they laughing wrong?"

"It's forbidden, have you done it?"

"If you are not convinced, you have to use this energy in the drill. Only when you develop a habit during the drill, you will not be in a hurry on the battlefield!"

As Li Zijing spoke, he stopped and put the drumsticks beside the war drum.

Thousands of former battalion soldiers in the field were all silent at the moment, looking down at the ground one by one, like a defeated rooster, and there was no longer any dissatisfaction in their hearts.

"There are no military orders and no strict orders, and orders are prohibited. This is the first rule that I, Li Zijing, taught you!"

"I don't care about the rules of other battalions. If you want to stay in my front battalion, you must abide by my rules!"

"At any time in the front camp, drums and trumpets are the main thing. Even if you are sleeping, if you hear the drums, you must get up immediately!"

"Without this heart, how can you survive on the battlefield?"

Li Zijing pointed in the direction of Tongguan, his eyes sparkling.

He wasn't the only one who experienced the flesh and blood mill in Tongguan, every Shun soldier present had experienced it.

After Li Zijing finished speaking, he looked at the department head in front of him.

"Mind your first offense, you will be exempted from punishment, return to the team."

The boss didn't move, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly knelt down on one knee.

"Control the general!"

"As the head of the department, if you fail to restrain your subordinates in time, you must lead by example, and ask for punishment!"

Li Zijing was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"it is good."

"it is good!"

"The general will punish you with twenty army sticks according to your words!"

The boss raised his head, looked directly at Li Zijing, stood up and said.

"Thank you, General Zhi, for complete success!"

Two soldiers of the Shun Army stepped forward, each holding a stick, and someone else set up the general in front of the army, and then lowered the stick one by one.

That book was always tough, filled with twenty army sticks, and didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end.

These twenty army sticks are not light, and the soldiers in charge also exerted their full strength, seeing the soldiers in the front battalion around them startled.

It was also the first time for Li Zijing to witness this kind of scene, only to see that the director's ass was beaten scarlet and his skin was torn apart.

After the [-]-stick beating, the arena became even more silent, and even the soldiers of the other battalions who were onlookers were so shocked by this scene that they were speechless.

Li Zijing took a few steps forward and handed the book into the hands of a military doctor.

"It's been a good few days to recuperate, and I still need you to lead the team in my front battalion."

The boss raised his head, his face was flushed from suffocation, and there were big beads of sweat on his forehead, but a smile was squeezed out between his teeth.

"General Zhi, I didn't embarrass our front battalion, did I?"

Seeing the earnest questioning gaze of the head of the ministry, Li Zijing's eyes moved slightly, his face was slightly moved, and he felt tears rolling in his eyes.

Li Zijing turned around, and although he tried to answer in a calm tone, he still couldn't hide the slight tremor in his voice.

"I still have a department head like you in my front battalion, so I can rest assured."

"Help him to rest."

Hearing Li Zijing's words, the director of the department also smiled slightly, and the expression that had been gritted for a long time could no longer be tense, and he fell into a coma.

Seeing the chief of staff being taken away on a stretcher by the military medical staff, Li Zijing stood still, not moving for a long time.

This kind of collective sense of honor among soldiers is something that Li Zijing, who has never been a soldier in later generations, has never experienced it and cannot understand it for a while.

Why do you have to suffer twenty army sticks for this breath of words and glances from others?
Li Zijing couldn't help being a little puzzled looking at the soldiers of the former battalion whose eyes were shining brightly.

What do these twenty rolls represent in the front camp?
Li Zijing shook off his thoughts, held a drumstick in his hand, walked to the drum and beat it again.

"Boom!"

Thousands of front battalion soldiers in the arena were all shocked, and they took a step forward. Although it was still not neat, the chaotic scene just now was gone.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Li Zijing swung the drumsticks, and with the sound of continuous drumbeats, everyone stepped forward in unison.

The north wind is bleak, and the arrows are swaying.

The banner engraved with the word "Da Shun" fluttered in the air, and Li Zicheng stared to the left, his eyes shining brightly.

In that direction, more than [-] soldiers from the front battalion were marching neatly under the sound of Li Zijing's drums, and everyone was fully motivated.

In such a short period of time, the sluggish atmosphere of the entire front battalion has changed, with 6000 people, out of the momentum of 1 people.

The department heads, post heads, and captains of the front battalion stood outside the queue, shouting loudly, restraining the discipline of the army.

Li Zicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, the light in the depths of his eyes was faintly visible, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were sharp and energetic.

After observing for a long time, he suddenly said.

"You're right, my younger brother may really be my chance to succeed."

Beside him, a young man in a green shirt with a sword on his waist, a scholarly demeanor but also a martial arts temperament, smiled.

"What is His Majesty's plan for Wu Zhaosheng?"

Li Zicheng turned his head to look at Li Yan, sighed, and said quietly.

"Originally, I planned to find a reason to kill Wu Zhaosheng and hand over the four thousand soldiers from the green camp of the Qing army to the Chinese army."

"Only Jiexuan can hold back these wall-scratchers that change the direction of the wind, and I don't feel at ease if I hand them over to others."

"But now it seems that maybe it should be given to Zijing to try."

"What does Mr. Li think?"

Li Yan looked at the school field in the distance, his gaze was like a steel cone, he nodded slightly, noncommittal.

At this moment in the school grounds, some soldiers from the Central Army, the Left Battalion, and the Right Battalion had stopped their drills, and many of them were staring blankly at the 6000 soldiers in the front battalion.

The ridicule in their eyes at the beginning gradually turned into shock.

When Li Zijing first arrived in the front camp, he was able to train these people to be submissive. During the training, he acted on drums and didn't even say a word of nonsense.

This situation is unexpected by many people.

(End of this chapter)