"It's hard to say!" Liu Fangming put down his chopsticks. "Earlier, General Wang, who died in the battle of our Shenshu Camp, was also promoted by Zhu Chunchen. After his death, the court should promote him to the rank of general, and then pay pensions to his family according to the standards of a general."
"In the end, he was still a deputy general until his death. Isn't this obviously bullying?"
"So, sooner or later, we will be targeted!"
"Stop thinking about it. When you eat meat, you can't chew it if you're too angry." Marco shook his head, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.
Liu Fangming put down his chopsticks and whispered, "I have to think about it... I have already spread this news among the army."
"Ah? You...why are you doing this?" Marco was shocked.
"We're fighting for our dignity!" Liu Fangming was full of anger. "We've fought for the imperial court, shed blood, and been injured! As soon as the Jiannu left, the imperial court started to cut back on its troops."
"Brothers, you know nothing but fighting. After being laid off and without military pay, you will starve to death sooner or later."
"But... the court doesn't owe us money!" Marco still didn't understand. "It's just like being an official. If His Majesty doesn't allow us to work, we can just pack up and go home. There's no need to dwell on these things."
"What? Do you really want to pack up and go home?" Liu Fangming asked back.
"That's not the case... The deputy general's salary is still quite high."
"This is incredible! The bigger the fuss, the better it will be for us! The law does not punish the majority, as long as there are enough people who oppose it, we can even force His Majesty to stop laying off the veterans!"
When the two were talking happily, footsteps were heard outside the door.
Then a personal soldier pushed the door open and walked in: "My Lords, someone from the Ministry of War is here."
"Oh? You're welcome!" Marco stood up and said.
Before he finished speaking, two officers from the Ministry of War came in with official documents.
Their eyes swept around the room and finally fell on Liu Fangming.
According to the rules, Liu Fangming should stand up and accept the transfer order.
"Lieutenant General Liu, Lieutenant General Ma, the Ministry of War has issued a transfer order."
"Nian." Liu Fangming continued to pick up meat and eat, looking nonchalant.
The two officers frowned at the same time.
Among the many generals in the Beijing camp, this is the first time I have seen someone who disregards the transfer orders of the Ministry of War so much.
The two officers wanted to ask Liu Fangming to stand up, but because this was his only one acre and three points of land, they had to give up.
One of them handed the document to Ma Ke, "The Ministry of War has issued an order that at the beginning of the morning hour tomorrow, Deputy General Liu Fangming of the Shenshu Camp and Deputy General Ma Ke will lead the veterans of the Shenshu Camp to the parade ground to participate in the assessment. There must be no mistakes."
Liu Fangming and Ma Ke were both stunned.
He signed the transfer order only after being urged by the officers from the Ministry of War.
After the people from the Ministry of War left, the two men stared at the transfer order in their hands in silence.
After a long while, Liu Fangming raised his head and said, "Great, that's great! They can't wait to get started!"
Ma Ke also realized the seriousness of the problem. He put down the transfer order and whispered, "Are we going to follow the old path of the Qi Family Army again?"
"No way?" Liu Fangming, who was always confident, suddenly became a little unconfident at this moment. "There are thousands of veterans in the Shenshu Camp. Even if the court is cruel, it shouldn't attack so many people... What on earth is the Ministry of War going to do?"
"No, I'll send someone to the Fifth Army Camp and the Shenji Camp to ask." Liu Fangming quickly put on his clothes, stood up and walked out.
It was already evening and it was getting darker outside.
An hour later, Liu Fangming returned to the Shenshuying camp.
"How is it?" Marco asked impatiently.
"More than 20,000 veterans from the three camps will gather at the parade ground at the beginning of the morning tomorrow."
"What's the wind direction for the Fifth Army Camp and the Shenji Camp?" Marco asked again.
"I didn't ask, but when I walked through the barracks, I could feel the anger of the veterans. There might be a mutiny at tomorrow's assessment!"
"This..." Marco looked embarrassed, "We can't stir up trouble with just these few people. It's better for us not to get involved."
Liu Fangming glared at Ma Ke and said, "Nonsense! This is a crime punishable by death. We certainly cannot participate. But... we can send someone to blend in with the crowd and lead the commotion."
"The soldiers below don't understand what's going on. As long as someone takes the lead, they will follow suit. More than 20,000 people making a commotion at the same time, it's either a mutiny or a rebellion! The court should either suppress them or agree to our demands."
"If it succeeds, we will enjoy the success; if it fails, it has nothing to do with us."
Marco nodded first and then shook his head: "What if the court pretends to agree and then goes back on its word?"
Liu Fangming sneered, "Repent? Apart from us, there are still hundreds of thousands of soldiers in other provinces. The court is planning to use troops. If you dare to regret, you will dig your own grave!"
"I know what to do!" Marco stood up, bowed and left.
The first quarter of the evening.
The three major camps in the capital were brightly lit.
Normally at this time of day the soldiers would have already gone to bed.
Many people couldn't sleep today and were whispering around the campfire.
They are all veterans of the camp and come from all over the country.
Some fought against the Jiannu in Liaodong, some fought against the Mongols in the grasslands, and some hunted down bandits in the Central Plains.
"Although we are old, the court is too cruel to do this. They just laid us off without leaving us any chance to survive."
"Yes, it's better to be dead than alive. The dead are responsible for taking care of their wives and children and supporting their elderly parents. The survivors have nothing. We are injured in the war, and the little military pay we earn is not enough to heal our wounds. We can't do physical work, and we can't do anything else. We can only starve to death."
"Hey, don't blame the court. If you want to blame someone, blame us for being blind and being born in such a place."
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