"The same is true today. Heifu went to Lingnan, not to make achievements, nor to gain land for the title. He just wanted to rescue the children of Anlu who were lost in the dense forest and who were left in the lonely city one by one, so that they could go home!"

This statement is sincere and touching.

But this great hero of Anlu people showed a hint of helplessness.

"But it is impossible to rely solely on the black husband, the prisoners, the exiled officials, the northerners, and the defeated soldiers, because they are outsiders!"

"The black husband needs his own help and needs help from his hometown children!"

Heifu bowed, turned around, and bowed to everyone.

"If the village party trusts Heifu and is willing to hand over his children to me, Heifu will definitely regard him as his brothers and nephews, and will never let him down!"

Everyone looked at each other, all moved. Even the people who died in battle wiped their tears and nodded.

Speaking of words is the formula of the world and the etiquette of everything. But when things come to an end, when the country, law, and military laws no longer work, the black man can only use his personal friendship and the relationship between the villagers to deceive people into joining the army. This is probably a kind of regression.

In order to move forward in the future, he must take a big step back here!

It is no longer a trust in the court that will reward merits, but a trust in the black husband’s personal trust.

It was no longer an official legal guarantee, but his words were moved and his personal promise.

So, how many people are Changnan Hou’s promise worth?

The answer is, eight hundred!

...

"Eight hundred people."

In February of the spring, after a trip to Jiangling, Heifu returned to Anlu and learned about the number of people who volunteered to join the army in the county.

Heifu was very satisfied: "That's right. After all, Anlu is only a 5,000 county. More than a thousand people were conscripted two years ago. Now, even though he knows that going to the south is very dangerous, there are still 800 people voluntarily joining the army. It seems that the Kunfu brothers in my hometown have given me enough trust, and I will never let it go!"

It is gratifying that half of the veterans who participated in the Unification War and the passionate new soldiers each account for. They will soon be able to fight with the old and lead the new...

With the recruitment of the remaining twelve counties in Nanjun, the Heifu won a total of 4,000 people during this recruitment.

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A short-term soldier is the last card for the general, and it is also the direct line that shares his life and death with him. If he dies, a short-term soldier will die.

Heifu said to Gong Ao: "These four thousand soldiers of the Nan County will be given to you for training. They are my short soldiers! They will be my wings!"

"promise!"

Gong Ao took the order and left, ready to clean up the four thousand people into a powerful force that only black husbands follow.

Heifu also walked out of the camp and looked at the soldiers from Nanjun who were gathering one after another, and let out a long sigh, as if he had regained his former feelings.

"It's been a long time."

He looked at his shadow in the sun and smiled.

"The sense of security of the sword in my hand!"

I will set a small goal first^Remember m.
Chapter completed!