One voice is louder than the other.
"My wish is to protect the country and the north!"
"Your Majesty is so kind, we will follow you till death!"
In the end, only the four words "follow you till death" were repeated over and over again. When thousands of people shouted it out, it just made people feel that the sound was really loud. But when tens of thousands of people shouted it out, the feeling was different.
It is thick and vast, as if it came down from the sky, making people who see this scene feel awe.
Amidst the waves of sound, Xiao Rong once again felt relaxed throughout his body. He straightened his back slightly and shifted his gaze from the excited soldiers to Qu Yunmie.
He stared at the group of people without blinking.
When Xiao Rong first asked him to give a speech, he was very reluctant. At that time, Xiao Rong roughly guessed that he might have never done this before. Even if it was to boost morale, he would only say a dry sentence or two. So he didn't know that when people's hearts were mobilized and united, the scene would be so spectacular and so exciting.
There was clearly no expedition, no specific enemy, just a few words, no actual benefits were promised, and yet everyone was happy.
Qu Yunmie felt very surprised. When these people were about to stop, he stretched out his hand to ask them to stop, and then said: "Soon, I will move the capital. Soldiers, I am willing to work with you to build a capital that belongs only to the Zhenbei Army. The capital of the Zhenbei Army is no worse than Jinling!"
Jian Qiao was fully focused this time, without wasting a second, he quickly raised his fist: "No worse than Jin Ling!"
Gongsun Yuan: “…”
After the person behind him repeated it, Jian Qiao shouted again: "Your Majesty is wise!"
Soon, the people behind also shouted, "The king is wise."
Gongsun Yuan: “…………”
You kid, you've been fawning on people quite a lot lately. ...
Yu Shaoxie was already stunned. He was a child of an aristocratic family after all. Although his rank was not very high, his father was a soldier before, so he was also a second-generation soldier. He had seen others do the work of boosting morale before, but it was never as strange as today.
When other people boosted morale, it was usually before going out on a campaign, when the soldiers were filled with hatred for the enemy and fear of life and death. With no way back, the soldiers had to be highly nervous and risk their lives. In today's scene, although everyone seemed very excited, Yu Shaoxie could see that this excitement would not last long, and no one would decide to risk their lives just to watch an execution.
But it's hard to say. If it doesn't work once, what about another time? Over and over again, it's like a monk knocking on a wooden fish. On the surface, it seems to be adding merit to yourself, but in fact, it is just spending time and energy over and over again, using self-persuasion to deepen the belief in your mind.
Yu Shaoxie: “…”
The king certainly could not have thought of using this method to consolidate the loyalty of his soldiers, and Mr. Gao is not that insidious, so there is only one person left.
Yu Shaoxie turned his head and looked at Xiao Rong.
Xiao Rong met his gaze with a puzzled look on his face.
Yu Shaoxie's expression was a little complicated: "..."
Brother Xiao didn’t seem as innocent as he had imagined, but... he seemed more to his liking.
With a slight smile, Yu Shaoxie said, "I have decided. When I return, I will write a letter and ask my brother to come and seek refuge with the king."
Xiao Rong: “…………”
Yu Shaocheng? The Yu Shaocheng who should take more medicine?
His expression was a little tense: "Why did you decide this suddenly?"
Yu Shaoxie looked at Qu Yunmie not far away and said with a faint smile: "Because the king has finally figured it out. Moving the capital will mean the beginning of the fight for the Central Plains. We two brothers cannot serve two masters."...That's right.
Moving the capital means actively joining this game of power. Qu Yunmie's previous actions were all forced. He wanted to take revenge, so he drove away all the Hu people. He missed his hometown, so he stayed in Yanmen County. He couldn't stand Nanyong, so he used a slap in the face method to establish himself as the King of Zhenbei.
In fact, he never really governed this land. Although he was called king, he still did the work of a general.
Therefore, others were wary of him and looked down upon him. Even in the original course of history, Qu Yunmie never revealed his ambitions. He was always seeking revenge, and in the end, he got himself involved.
Dai County, Yanmen County, and Zhongshan County were arranged by the young emperor when he was going to make him a king, indicating that the land allocated to him was still the former vassal state of Dai.
His staying in Yanmen County was considered very honest by Nanyong and outsiders, but leaving here would be announcing to the whole world that he was no longer under the control of the Nanyong orthodoxy.
Xiao Rong couldn't help but look at Qu Yunmie. The blood on his face had not been wiped off, and there was a limp corpse at his feet. Even the long sword in his hand was stained with the blood of countless people.
But Xiao Rong felt that he was more dazzling like this than when he was wearing prince's attire.
This is the town, the north, the king.
Everyone was still cheering, and facing their enthusiasm, Qu Yunmie couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. His eyes swept across the audience, but when he saw Xiao Rong, he paused slightly.
Xiao Rong lowered his head, turned around, and left him while everyone was rejoicing.
Qu Yunmie's heart tightened, but he didn't know that this was also his intuition. ……＊
Many people didn't sleep well that night. The feeling of adrenaline rush was so wonderful that everyone felt like they had endless energy.
Even Xiao Rong was affected a little. Although the positive impact of morale disappeared after leaving the foot of the mountain and he became Sister Xiao again, he was still a little excited.
Lying on the bed, he couldn't help but recall over and over again in his mind the image of Qu Yunmie standing there, unmoved by anything and looking down on the world with an imposing manner.
He really looks like an emperor.
Xiao Rong closed his eyes, with the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably. Ah Shu had just finished cleaning up outside and was about to come in to ask him if he wanted to blow out the lights now.
However, when he raised his head inadvertently, he was stunned: "Master, why are you bleeding from your nose?!"
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