"Ge Yin, you lead the troops to clean up the remaining enemies, I will cross the river first..."
Liu Zhenming paused. Seeing that the battle here was almost settled, he could no longer hold back. After giving instructions, he jumped off his horse and headed towards the river, then swam across the river without hesitation.
This was a good time to expand the results of the battle and to pursue the defeated troops. However, Liu Zhenming knew that these militiamen were good at pretending, but it was still a bit uncertain to actually pursue the enemy.
Liu Zhenming was unwilling to give in. With such a great victory and such a good opportunity, he couldn't accept it if he only achieved small results.
The Western army is different from the Eastern army. It is not shameful for the Western army to surrender under desperate circumstances. Liu Zhenming believed that as long as this group of militiamen mustered up the courage to rush towards the British troops, they would definitely surrender.
Therefore, Liu Zhenming got mad and wanted to cross the river to use his military skills to boost morale.
La la la, the cold river water could not extinguish the fighting passion in Liu Zhenming's heart. He jumped over the waves and swam across the river in a short time.
At this time, Zhang Donglai and others were arriving with their troops. When they saw Liu Zhenming appearing here, they were all surprised.
"Captain!"
"Captain!"
In their eyes, the fact that the foreigners were beaten to pieces and scattered in all directions was already a great victory. They did not have as big an appetite as Liu Zhenming.
Liu Zhenming shivered from the cold, reached out and quickly took the coat that Er Gouzi and the other soldiers had taken off. Regardless of whether it was dirty or shy, he asked the soldiers to form a circle and put on the clothes.
Changed it inside.
Seeing the Chinese people starting to pick up the trophies on the ground as he expected, Liu Zhenming jumped on a small stone and fired a shot to attract everyone's attention.
"Folks!"
While entering the system, Liu Zhenming shouted loudly: "Maybe some of you don't know me, I am Liu Zhenming. Yes, I am Liu Zhenming, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Self-Rescue Army. Now, the enemy is fleeing in front, and it is we who are pursuing
This is a great opportunity, you must pursue it with me."
"This is not good, we don't have weapons, they all have guns, and they are real British soldiers."
"Yeah. We agreed before. As long as we just pretend."
"Yes, yes, the enemies have already fled and we have won. Why are we still chasing them?"
"General Liu. I think it's better to forget it. We have already used up a lot of energy running from there."
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Among the militiamen, some spoke out against it, some sounded worried, and of course, some agreed.
Everyone was talking about it. In short, there were people who had something to say, and these people were not the old people who had always been around Liu Zhenming. Some people had only heard of Liu Zhenming, or just admired him, and some
People are even a little dissatisfied with Liu Zhenming.
But, to sacrifice one's life just because of admiration? It is obviously impossible. There will never be a shortage of people who are timid and afraid of death.
When Zhang Donglai, Er Gouzi and others heard this, they were so angry that their noses were crooked. Now Liu Zhenming's status in their minds was unmatched by anyone. They were so angry that they immediately wanted to argue with these people.
Liu Zhenming didn't wait for them to speak, then waved his hands to stop the discussion below, and shouted loudly: "Whether you want it or not, now you have been recruited by me to temporarily form a militia team, and you are now soldiers.
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As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Zhenming entered the military system and immediately saw that in addition to the Chinese Self-Rescue Army and the Indian Self-Rescue Army, there was another army: the militia.
The morale of the Chinese Self-Rescue Army is 93, and even the morale of the Indian Self-Rescue Army is 80, but the morale of this militia is only 55, with a number of 7,000 people. Apparently the system also includes the 2,000 fake soldiers across the river.
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The reason why it is so low is that on the one hand Liu Zhenming did not have time to communicate with them, and on the other hand he asked them to build embankments and dams in the freezing weather and lurk in the snow. It can be said to be semi-forced.
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Some people had been reluctant for a long time. Moreover, in such cold weather, there were some minor accidents, and several people died at that time. If they had not originally had a good impression of Liu Zhenming, I am afraid Liu Zhenming would be equal to a tyrant.
Seeing that the army had already appeared, Liu Zhenming didn't care so much, and wanted to use some military skills to boost morale.
The target of boosting morale is 1,000 people, and the morale is increased by ten points. However, the effect of "somewhat famous" is increased by one-tenth, so the number of people becomes 1,100, and the morale is increased by 11 points.
While Liu Zhenming was performing, he suddenly raised his voice, covering up the discussion below, and shouted: "Do you think you have suffered a lot of injustice and suffering during these days? Let me tell you, when you are building here
When the dykes were built, our troops fought tooth and nail with the foreigners in Vancouver and made countless sacrifices. In comparison, your hardships and fatigue are nothing."
All the Chinese people were immediately taken by Liu Zhenming's words and stopped talking.
Liu Zhenming paused, looked at the faces below with his bright eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Who do we, the Self-Rescue Army, fight for and why? Without our protection, where would you be now?"
"Yes, maybe you think it is because of us that we have brought disaster to you, but have you ever thought about it? Firstly, you did not steal, secondly, you did not rob, and thirdly, you did not join the Chinese Self-Relief Army and have contact with us. These things
The foreigners will imprison you and escort you back to your country."
All the Chinese people fell into deep thought, yes, we didn't do anything, why do these foreigners do this to us?
"That's because we all have the same color skin and hair, we are all Chinese, we are all descendants of China, no one can change this, we are connected by blood, so when we rebel here, the foreigners
We will be wary of you, and when we win, you will also be happy in your hearts."
Liu Zhenming shouted loudly: "Folks, we overseas Chinese will suffer both losses and prosperity. Now, we have no way out. We are all considered by foreigners to be rioters. They want to get rid of us and then hurry up. They don't care who you are."
For whatever reason you came here, they don't care whether you are colluding with me, Liu Zhenming."
"As long as you have yellow skin, black hair, and speak Chinese, they will already think that you are my comrades. You can hate me and spit in my face. I have nothing to say.
Because I, Liu Zhenming, owe you this." Liu Zhenming became more and more excited as he spoke. He knew that many people among them had feelings for him.
When all the Chinese people saw Liu Zhenming's true feelings revealed, they all sighed secretly in their hearts. Should he be blamed? Shouldn't he be blamed? It seemed unclear. Maybe, just like what he said, this was fate and it had changed.
An inevitable fate.
"Folks, I just want to say that although I feel guilty for you in my heart, I don't regret it. I don't regret picking up a gun. I don't regret killing foreigners. I don't regret fighting foreigners. If God gives me more
If I have a chance to choose, I will still choose to resist. Are we born as bitches? Are we born to be oppressed and exploited by white people? No, weakness cannot bring justice, only resistance can
Only by making justice last forever can all injustices be changed."
"Are you afraid of foreigners? Do you think foreigners are invincible? I, Liu Zhenming, have proven with facts that foreigners are not scary and not invincible. Along the way from Vancouver to here, we have eliminated countless foreigners. You can also see today
Here we are, how these foreigners escaped!"
"What we have to do is to chase the enemy, catch up with them, let them crawl at our feet, and tell them that letting others bully the Chinese has become a thing of the past. Folks, what are you waiting for? Waiting for the foreigners
Are you going to bully us again? We have no
With a way out, we can only move forward, move forward, and move forward again to crush all foreigners who dare to stop us. Folks, please follow me, Liu Zhenming, to kill the enemy!" With four thousand men and horses, Liu Zhenming has used four consecutive morale-boosting techniques.
, the charm value, luck value, and spirit value consumed are all 45 points.
But obviously, the military advisor skill has taken effect, and the morale has increased from 55 points to 66 points.
The Chinese people below have undergone tremendous changes. Liu Zhenming can detect that an emotion called hatred has begun to be perfectly activated in their hearts.
Liu Zhenming raised his command sword and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill the foreigners!"
"Kill the foreigners!"
Wild shouts roared out from the mouths of every Chinese, and Liu Zhenming didn't need any more encouragement. All the Chinese roared and chased the British troops who had not yet disappeared.
For a moment, the war cry shook the sky, the wind and clouds gathered and dispersed, and the earth trembled.
Liu Zhenming's three major parameter values were all excessively depleted. He felt as if his strength had been drained. He didn't even want to move a finger. However, he couldn't lie down and rest yet. He had to be among the charging team.