After Zhang Wuji walked out of Zhou Zhiruo's room, he went directly to the marching camp of his soldiers in Xianyang.
At this time, almost half of Xianyang City was destroyed by Zhao Linger, but fortunately, the industries that were burned down were all affiliated with the Yuan Dynasty.
The blood and traces of war were everywhere. Last night, the Mingjiao army set up camp among the burned houses.
The moment the numerous Ming Cult soldiers saw Zhang Wuji, they all hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"Meet the Master."
Zhang Wuji quickly waved his hand and said, "No need to be so polite, soldiers." Looking at the living environment of the soldiers in front of him, Zhang Wuji felt a little sad. He had thought that after taking Xianyang, he would be able to reward the soldiers well, but he did not expect that so many soldiers would still have to live in such a place.
Zhang Wuji slowly asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
One of them quickly replied: "Okay, although it is not as good as the palace in Yuan Dadu, at least we can eat something hot. Last night, didn't you specially ask Miss Zhao to bring us liquor and fish? You also rented bedding from the people of Xianyang to keep us warm. We, your subordinates, have no way to repay such kindness."
Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment. "Liquor, fish, and bedding?"
When did I ever send these things to the soldiers?
The Ming Cult soldier just now continued: "Master, you are so lucky. In the past, when you were fighting in the battles, you only had Miss Zhou to accompany you. Now you have Miss Zhao as well."
"Master, if you don't become the emperor, let alone whether we, the soldiers who have fought with you through thick and thin, will agree, even the two women around you will probably not agree."
Zhang Wuji understood everything and could only smile awkwardly: "I'm sorry for making fun of you soldiers. I don't understand why girls like me."
Ha ha ha ha……
After saying this, Zhang Wuji actually laughed shamelessly.
After seeing Zhang Wuji burst into laughter, the soldiers under his command also burst into laughter.
Zhang Wuji's unconventional charm was once again displayed.
Among all the heroes in the world, no one can get along so well with his soldiers.
Zhang Wuji is the only one in the world who can achieve this.
It can be said that Zhang Wuji has great personal charm, or it can be said that the Ming Cult has a good foundation.
The thousands of elders in the Ming Cult were almost all Zhang Wuji's trusted followers, and all the teachings of the Ming Cult had already been memorized by them.
With these thousands of elders taking the lead and setting an example, the Ming Cult's army became an invincible and victorious army just a few months after Zhang Wuji rose to power.
No matter what situation this army is in or what difficulties it encounters, it will not harass the local people.
They would rather live in such a simple environment than break into people's homes without permission.
Just when Zhang Wuji was chatting and laughing with his soldiers.
A sharp-eyed Ming Cult soldier shouted loudly: "Quick, look, Miss Zhao is bringing us delicious food again."
Numerous Ming Cult soldiers quickly surrounded Zhao Linger and her followers.
Zhao Linger was not at all panicked by this scene.
She opened her voice and said loudly: "Dear soldiers, everyone must eat and drink enough. During your time in Xianyang, I will cover all your food and drink expenses."
Countless Mingjiao soldiers shouted loudly: "Thank you, Miss Zhao."
But someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "Why are you still calling her Miss Zhao? Are you all blind? You should have called Miss Zhao the leader's wife a long time ago."
Zhao Linger's personality is also extremely changeable. Although she usually appears to be very dignified and noble, when she is generous, no one can match her.
After Zhao Linger laughed a few times, she said loudly: "Damn, who said 'Master's Wife' just now? Give me a reward."
How could the Ming Cult soldiers surrounding her miss this opportunity to make a fortune?
This group of Ming Cult soldiers hurriedly said: "Madam Leader, it was me who called you Madam Leader just now."
If Zhou Zhiruo were here in this situation, she would be so angry that she would die.
But at the same time, if Zhou Zhiruo were here, these Ming Cult soldiers would not dare to speak so recklessly.
After all, Zhou Zhiruo's image was engraved in the hearts of the Ming Cult soldiers long before Zhao Linger.
Zhou Zhiruo has been following Zhang Wuji since he started his rebellion on Guangmingding. In every battle since then, this pair of fairy lovers have been inseparable.
Especially the long sword in Zhou Zhiruo's hand, more than hundreds of enemies died under that long sword.
Everyone knows that Zhou Zhiruo is as beautiful as a fairy, but what people don’t know is that beneath her beautiful appearance, she also hides a heart that kills without blinking an eye.
Although Zhao Linger was fooling these soldiers in front of her at this moment, these soldiers were not fools.
If Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Linger stood together, everyone in the Ming Cult would stand on Zhou Zhiruo's side.
For no other reason, when the six major sects besieged Guangmingding, Zhou Zhiruo personally admitted that she and Zhang Wuji had done something shameful in the haystack.
Such a fairy-like woman could actually give her first time to her own leader in a haystack. With such a broad mind, everyone in the Ming Cult would admire her.
The legend of Zhou Zhiruo had actually spread to every corner of the Ming Cult army. Not to mention the Ming Cult army, even the people of the entire Yuan Empire knew about the haystack legend between her and Zhang Wuji.
Her legend has even been told in hundreds of versions by some despicable people.
Of course, in the Ming Cult, the only people who didn’t know about Zhou Zhiruo’s legend were Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji themselves.
Because no one would despise his own long life and dare to confront these things in front of them, which they themselves believe to be genuine things.
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Zhao Linger was extremely happy today. At this moment, the title of "Madam Leader" was enough to make her feel as if she were floating in the sky.
Zhao Linger casually took out a handful of gold coins from her arms and threw them out without blinking.
Many soldiers of the Ming Cult have already regarded Zhao Linger as the leader's wife. Since she is the leader's wife, she is one of them, so these soldiers no longer care about their image.
While they were scrambling for the gold coins scattered on the ground, they were shouting loudly, "Thank you, Madam Leader, for the reward."
Fortunately, Zhou Zhiruo was not there, otherwise she would have drawn her sword and chased after these soldiers for hours.
After doing all this, Zhao Linger walked up to Zhang Wuji with a smile.
"How about it, sister, your method of winning people's hearts is okay, isn't it?"
Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "Miss Zhao, you are too direct. It is better to be more secretive when doing things like this."
Zhao Linger said nonchalantly: "I'm hiding it. Who am I hiding it from? I just like you. If I have to hide such things, then my life as Zhao Linger has been lived in vain."
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