The disaster is coming

After lunch, Xu Ziling did not dare to neglect his troops. He immediately ordered some of the side generals who came to assist to continue training.

During these days, he has gradually grown up, from placing troops to placing troops, to discipline rewards and punishments, to training fists, feet and weapons.

Integrate into the army bit by bit.

Setting an example, eating and sleeping together, finally trained the army of 70,000 to be decent.

Of course, Chen Zixing's preliminary preparations are indispensable, and the assistance of some veteran low-level generals.

The training began to get on track.

All the aggrievances in the process also made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The reason is very simple.

He is so young.

He is only sixteen years old. Although he has grown taller, no matter how mature he looks, he is still a minor.

There was some literary and childishness left on his face.

It is inevitable that the generals under his command will be despised.

The soldiers below would not respect him so much.

What's even more fatal is that his current position as a leading general was not achieved by fighting with one blow.

He did not achieve his merits, but because he became a disciple of the King of Backers, he went directly to the back door to get a high position.

It must be a difficult thing to convince people.

Many times, those laughing soldiers and sloppy men have to take out military discipline before they can temporarily suppress them.

He could sense the dissatisfaction in his heart.

I just feel very tired.

You can't hit it one by one.

These people have a good grasp of their qualities and will not fight against each other openly, but just express their dissatisfaction in secret, so he has no choice.

Originally, he thought this afternoon would be another day of intrigue.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked into the camp, I saw five or six side generals coming up, followed by several Xiaoguo Army Captains who rarely talked to him on weekdays.

"See the Major General, how to act today, please give me some advice."

The few of them saluted respectfully and looked like they were no longer as sarcastic as they had been a while ago.

You know, these people used to call themselves Ling Shao.

It sounds very kind, but it is true that the disrespect in the title is true.

You should know that you came to govern the army under the order of the general in the name of the new army.

Without majesty, how can you convince the public?

The king of backers, Yang Lin, led the generals of Jiangnan, and of course, they must hold the military power firmly in their hands. This is inevitable.

However, even if he is nominally a prince or a general, he has not personally trained and led the troops.

Across a layer, it is always less deeply involved in the morale of the army.

Even if you give enough money and military rations, it will be the same.

The soldiers in the army only obey the direct generals.

I only admire the strong people around me.

At this time, you need a trusted general.

Xu Ziling knew that he had a great responsibility and did not dare to take it lightly on weekdays.

At this time, seeing these subordinates’ attitudes are wrong, they are a little confused and pondered: "Train as usual... By the way, what happened today?"

His mind was very fast, and when he saw the change in his expressions of these people, he immediately thought of a possibility.

The general Chen Sheng is the most arrogant and an old general in Jiangdu County. His expression is a little embarrassed at this time.

Seeing Xu Ziling looking at him with a clear look, he hurriedly said, "The prince went to Tianxianlou today and killed Yin Kaishan, the leader of the Zhuhua Gang, in public...

I heard that at that time, he faced Yin Kaishan's Wuding Divine Axe's unique move, and used three fingers to catch it, slashing it over, and directly slashing the opponent."

Although I have heard it many times.

After hearing this news again, some local Yangzhou generals around him could not help but take a long breath.

Amazed.

The court is too far away, and they don’t know much about the Yuwen family’s Yu culture and Yuwen Chengdu.

However, Yin Kaishan has been entrenched in Yangzhou City for many years. His achievements are simply a miracle for the locals in Yangzhou.

Who doesn’t know that that person made his fortune from the grassroots, established gangs, and won people’s hearts.

Even when General Yuchi was still there, even if Yangzhou City had 30,000 soldiers, he would not dare to touch him at all.

Because everyone was afraid of his fierce counterattack.

A mere civil gang has a greater power and influence than that of local governments.

In the eyes of Yangzhou locals, this kind of person is simply a god-like existence.

What's the result.

He was easily killed by Yang Lin, just like killing a porcine dog.

No effort.

"It's not stopping. After the King of Kuangshan killed Yin Kaishan, Kou Zhong took the position of gang leader and ordered the Zhuhua Gang members to die if they didn't follow. In half a day, Shao Lingzhou went down and all knelt down.

I heard that the leader of the Kou Gang killed two hall masters, four helmsman, and eleven incense masters. There were countless gang members, killing thousands of people in the Zhuhua Gang lost their voices.

As a military advisor of the Zhuhua Gang, Shao Lingzhou was very smart in his cultivation and almost broke through the innate world. Facing the might of the leader of the Kou Gang, he didn't dare to take action."

The shock in Chen Sheng's tone could not be concealed no matter how shocked he was.

He knows more than others.

I knew that Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were originally gangsters at the bottom of the Zhuhua Gang. They just stole some money and earned a bite of food every day, and no one was more humble than them.

However, after being accepted as his apprentice by the backer Yang Lin, the two immediately rose up.

In just a short time, he actually stepped into the innate world.

Since Kou Zhong has such strength, then of course, Xu Ziling in front of him also has it.

Usually, Chen Sheng has seen Xu Ziling performing martial arts, and he can still understand this.

However, habits are difficult to change. After staying in the officialdom for too long, Chen Sheng still has some habits of showing off his qualifications and ranking on seniority.

In the past, I didn't respect this young general very much.

Not to mention pulling your back everywhere.

Some things are just lazy and just need to deal with errands.

To put it bluntly, he still looked down on this young boy from the bottom of his heart.

Today, Kou Zhong took action.

He only understood.

Xu Ziling is gentle and does not act because he does not want to act.

If he really angered him, he might have a bloodbath like Kou Zhong.

Although these generals have lived for thirty or forty years, their strength has not even been first-class.

When facing the butcher's knife, how can the helm leader get better than those incense owners of the Bamboo Flower Gang?

"Is that right? I've long been wondering. Master asked Mr. Zhong to control the Zhuhua Gang, draw personnel, and train them to become a strong army, but he has never succeeded.

I thought that guy was not good enough, but finally I couldn't help it. I could kill well and happily."

Xu Ziling was stunned when he heard this and suddenly laughed out loud.

He and Kou Zhong were scrambling in the Zhuhua Gang, fighting each other every three days and big every ten days. I don’t know how many whips and sticks he got.

There were times when they were almost beaten to death on the spot, and they all depended on each other for their own lives, begging for some food everywhere, and earning a life of life.

The children of the poor are like grass.

But Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were not even as good as poor children.

The ability to survive is related to the kind-hearted person like Zhen Sao in Yangzhou City, and even more to God.

Not dead, just an accident.

In this case, it is actually impossible for them to have any feelings for the Zhuhua Gang.

It's already good if you don't feel tired of hatred.
To be continued...