"Look at yourselves and the brothers around you. You also have equally sharp scimitars in your hands."
"Peace in this world has never been achieved through charity or compromise from others. If you want fairness and want to avoid being bullied, you can only rely on yourselves and the scimitar in your hands."
"The fate of us Han people, and the fate of your descendants, is not in the hands of others, but in your own hands."
"As long as we can achieve temporary peace, we can leave a lifetime of peace for your descendants..."
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Zhang Wuji was very eloquent, so eloquent that even Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu'er couldn't believe it.
Zhang Wuji talked incessantly for half an hour without repeating a single word.
The more than 20,000 soldiers in front of him were also ignited with unprecedented passion and enthusiasm by his simple and easy-to-understand words.
In half an hour, Zhang Wuji successfully pushed the hatred between the Han and Mongolian people to its highest point.
The more than 20,000 soldiers in front of him were already ready to fight, and they couldn't wait to attack the capital of the Yuan Empire.
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Seeing that he had successfully ignited the atmosphere, Zhang Wuji nodded to Yang Xiao beside him.
Afterwards, at Yang Xiao's signal, hundreds of people came over carrying dozens of large boxes.
There was nothing inside the box but silver.
Zhang Wuji understood better than anyone that even the most generous words could only create a temporary atmosphere. If he wanted to win the hearts of more than 10,000 new soldiers, the best way was to use money.
As long as you have money, anyone, even the King of Hell, will work for you.
Dozens of boxes of silver were almost blinding the eyes of this group of new soldiers.
They had never seen so much money in their entire lives.
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During this rare opportunity, Zhu'er brought Zhang Wuji a cup of tea.
After moistening his throat, he spoke loudly again to the more than 20,000 people in front of him.
"Brothers, from the moment you picked up the scimitar in your hands, you began to fight against the Yuan Empire."
"I don't need to tell you the result of this confrontation, you all know it in your hearts. Either you kill them all, or they kill you all."
"So, instead of waiting for others to call us soon, we might as well call them now."
"I, Zhang Wuji, am a man who sees things through to the end. These dozens of boxes of silver are all for you."
"With this money, we will be a family. The Ming Church will guarantee that you will have food and clothing for the rest of your life."
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Zhang Wuji continued to talk for a quarter of an hour. Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu'er were both attracted by the aura he exuded and couldn't help themselves.
There are also many Mingjiao elders who admire him with all their heart.
"This new leader not only has unrivaled cultivation, but also has such eloquence and the ability to create a good atmosphere that he can even bring a dead person back to life."
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