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Chapter Eleven, Gathering Subordinates (4)

"Not very good!"

Ning Yue looked at the confident captain Baimei and replied with a smile.

When the Banmei Duwei heard this, he suddenly became quiet.

The half-eyed captain looked at Ning Yue, his eyes widened, and a deep sense of confusion arose in his eyes. He had already been waiting for Ning Yue to compromise, but he did not expect that Ning Yue would refuse and left no room at all.

He looked at Ning Yue tightly, but he really couldn't figure out that the Bingma Temple had only sent them to Ganzhou. Ning Yue must rely on them to guard Ganzhou. If he rejected them like this, wouldn't he be afraid that they would be disobedient and that no one would be available to him?

Not only the Duanmei Duwei, but also the leading commander who followed him to cause trouble, was also confused.

Ning Yue naturally had no need to explain anything, so he colored Luo Yanshi beside him.

Luo Yanshi's heart understood the spirit, and his soul power flowed in his body. The bronze demon tiger's empty appearance suddenly condensed beside him. He raised his head and let out a long roar, suppressing all the sounds outside the city gate.

The Banmei Duwei and others were shocked, thinking that Luo Yanshi couldn't help but fight. Several of them subconsciously retreated back to the army, and their eyes flashed as the bronze demon tiger Xuxiang roared. The soul power of the high-level Xuxiang shocked and made their eyelids twitch.

But soon, the thing that scared them was no longer Luo Yanshi's bronze demon tiger empty appearance. They found that several horns were ringing around Qianyuan City, and countless horses sounded at the same time. Several soldiers from Ning Yue appeared. Before the soldiers and army could react, they surrounded them.

The army of soldiers immediately became confused, and the Banmei Duwei was also shocked.

At this time, he immediately understood why Ning Yue didn't mind their troubles, and looked calm and composed.

The Banmei Duwei and his confidants said in a disbelief: "It's broken, and now it's knocked down the nail board. He clearly has these troops in his hand, so we're all fooled!"

The Banmei Duwei panicked like this, and the entire army of soldiers became even more panicked.

This time, in order to deal with these soldiers and gangsters, Ning Yue transferred a total of 10,000 elite soldiers, with the supply of Nanhuang Mountain for several months. The elite cavalry were equipped with the standard bronze horse mounts of the Cloud Leopard Cavalry. After running out from all directions, the momentum was imminent. Compared with the soldiers and gangsters, the judging was immediately verified.

At this time, the surrounded soldiers and puppets did not know that the number of people they were relying on was useless. The Banmei Duwei completely lost his arrogant expression and came down from the horse honestly. Ning Yue's soldiers and horses rushed together, and the weapons were honestly thrown out of the team.

Luo Yanshi and others watched Banmei Duwei surrender like a joke, and asked their subordinates to divide them into sequences, then looked at Ning Yue.

Nan Sheng said, "Almost all the soldiers and puppet troops sent by the Bingma Temple are concentrated here. The remaining ones are pretty honest and can have some effect on the local area, but how can we deal with these more than 10,000 people?"

Ning Yue glanced at a group of depressed soldiers, thought for a while and said, "These people are too dishonest. Even if someone looks at them, I am worried that they will not do things safely. I will bring them all into the dimensional battlefield."

Nan Sheng nodded when he heard this, and the rest of the people had no objection. Ning Yue had already informed them of the secret of the dimensional battlefield, and these people were also very concerned about the development of this independent logistics base.

A nearly mutiny riot was easily decided by Ning Yue and the others. Ning Yue sent the army of soldiers into the dimensional battlefield and was managed scattered by the dimensional statue.

In the following days, Ning Yue completely rectified all the soldiers and pixies sent by the Bingma Temple, and all the territory of Ganzhou returned to peace.

Ning Yue finally gained a firm foothold in Ganzhou at this time. The entire Ganzhou army was from his private soldiers who were accumulating strength, and immediately began to move towards development, preparing to continue to strengthen his own power before the Xia State resettled officials to Ganzhou.

By solving the problem of the army, Ning Yue gathered his confidants together again.

In the military tent, Ning Yue sat upright at the main seat. Seeing everyone coming, he spoke, "This time, the veterans sent by the Bingma Temple caused me some ideas. After all, no matter how many troops we have, it is difficult to grasp the entire Ganzhou situation in time. Therefore, we must strengthen the control of the private army over Ganzhou, and this control must penetrate all parts of Ganzhou."

Seeing everyone listening carefully, Ning Yue continued: "To achieve this, in addition to military training, we must find ways to strengthen the cohesion of these troops under our command, so that they will willingly do things for us, and will not be attracted by other forces in the future."

Luo Yaoji frowned and said, "To gather the morale of the army, it is nothing more than the chief executive and we all set an example. The rest are just about 100,000 yuan in military pay. Now the army is nearly 100,000 yuan. If the military pay is increased, it will make Ganzhou's self-sufficient property short of money, and the rest of the things are not supported by enough financial resources."

Luo Yanshi said in a rough voice: "The Chief Executive is right. When I train them everywhere, I will definitely not dare to defect."

Ning Yue waved his hand to stop the others from speaking, pondering for a moment, then said again: "I think it is nothing more than coercion and inducement. As long as there is enough interest to tie these people to our chariot, I believe that no matter what method others use, it will be difficult to pull them away."

Bai Luoluo looked at Ning Yue and asked curiously: "Brother said this, but what good is there?"

Ning Yue's eyebrows were condensed, and he quickly stretched out and replied, "I was thinking that since the Eight Sects of Ganguo have become the past, why not create a sect again? I initially imagined that the secret scripts of the Eight Sects were gathered together. I compiled them with other martial arts into a martial arts scripture, and in the future, according to the achievements of the military and horses, I will give various soldiers. If the military achievements are sufficient, even an ordinary soldier can practice this martial arts scripture!"

Luo Yanshi and others couldn't help but look at each other when they heard this. Unexpectedly, Ning Yue would throw out such a creative message.

The military tent was calm for a while. Finally, Nan Sheng said, "The secret technique of the virtual plane in the Nine Sky Realm is supreme, and strength is the most important. I don't know how many soldiers in the army suffer from lack of suitable secret techniques and cannot make progress in martial arts throughout their lives. If the general manager is really willing to compile a martial arts teaching, his reputation in the army will definitely reach its peak."

Luo Yaoji also nodded and praised, saying, "This is indeed a good idea. If the Grand Chief Manager really wants to try to establish a sect, it is most suitable for reconstructed places like Ganzhou. If martial arts are taught, it is equivalent to building another system of hierarchy outside the military system. The soldiers who have learned the Wudian are naturally the sects of the Grand Chief Manager, and their cohesion will definitely become stronger."
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