If it weren't for the fact that being a deserter meant death, they wouldn't have stayed here.

But they couldn't leave, and they didn't want to fight against the Red Army, so they started to cause trouble under the guidance of thoughtful people.

At this moment, the person who was leading the riot looked at Mo Yunjing without fear and shouted:

"King of Northern Xinjiang, have you seen it now? The soldiers do not want to continue to die. Everyone knows that the King of Northern Xinjiang is the God of War and is invincible. However, the soldiers are not the army of Northern Xinjiang, and they are not as warlike as the army of Northern Xinjiang. There is smoke everywhere.

, there will be heavy casualties.”

"So what if we win in the end? How many soldiers will we lose in the process of winning? Have you considered it, King of Northern Xinjiang?"

After speaking, he pointed to the people behind him and shouted directly, "Everyone knows that King of Northern Xinjiang needs military exploits, but your military exploits should not be piled up by the lives of so many soldiers."

Incited by this man, the people behind him shouted "right".

The corners of Yun Liu's mouth curved into a mocking arc, and his cold eyes stared at the group of people below.

Does their prince need military exploits?

Do you need the sacrifices of cowards like them to accumulate military exploits?

This is definitely the funniest joke he has ever heard in his life!

As soldiers, they have no bottom line or belief in defending their territory.

In the face of the enemy's provocation, you will only surrender and retreat, allowing the enemy to advance further and harm the people.

Do people like them deserve to be called soldiers?

Yunliu didn't bother to pay attention to these stupid people, but now he saw them jumping around and couldn't control the sword in his hand.

If their prince hadn't given them the order to take action, how could he have tolerated these people being so rampant.

Mo Yunjing glanced around at the soldiers who were shouting along with that man. A flash of anger flashed through his deep black pupils, and finally his eyes fell on the leader.

Yun Liu and others standing next to Mo Yunjing all felt the murderous aura faintly emanating from their own prince.

But the person targeted by their prince did not realize the danger at all, and was still shouting unscrupulously at this moment.

Yun Liu squinted his eyes slightly and silently lit the incense for him.

"King of Northern Xinjiang, in fact, after so many days, there has been no movement from the Red Kingdom. I guess there will be no action. After all, your fiefdom is in Northern Xinjiang. How about you go back first?"

Ever since they were taken over by the King of Northern Xinjiang, they had no idea how miserable they had been. Every day they would be woken up for training before the rooster crows.

Originally, in their military camp, they could drink wine and eat meat every once in a while, but since the King of Northern Xinjiang came here, not to mention wine, even meat was rarely available.

If Yun Liu knew that they were so eager to eat meat and drink wine, he would definitely slap them hard.

You must know that the wine they drank and the meat they ate were all taken from the poor common people by using their status as soldiers.

That's right, it's robbery.

How dare those ordinary people refuse what they want? Isn't this just robbery?

When he learned about these things, Yun Liu wanted to give these people a good beating. They were not worthy of being soldiers, they were just a group of shameless bandits.

He specializes in oppressing the helpless people.

As a true soldier, he felt extremely embarrassed.

When they were in Northern Xinjiang, how could the Northern Xinjiang army dare to reach out and ask for a grain of grain from the people?

Not only did he not dare to ask for things from the people, but he also shared the military rations distributed by the court with the people during times of famine.

Let's face the difficulties together.

Just because he knew how important food was and how difficult it was to eat some meat these days, his prince asked people to raise livestock specifically to supply the Northern Xinjiang army to meet the needs of the army.

But they never reached out to the people.

That's why when he learned about what these so-called soldiers in Youlan City had done, he was so angry that he wanted to beat them with his own hands.
Chapter completed!