The whole class traveled through time, the prince's wife was exiled to the wasteland and became

Chapter 261 Mobilization

On the way to Lord Hu's barracks, Lord Hu introduced the situation of his men to Jiang Lili: "I mentioned it to you before. They are all veterans around 50 years old. Many of them have old injuries. They don't have any power background. They were sent to the South Bank and they all have complaints in their hearts."

"Besides, there is nowhere to go on the south coast, not even a decent market. Everyone is bored on this deserted island, feeling very depressed, and their abilities are deteriorating quickly."

The station is filled with a group of lonely elderly people who live together in the mountains without any children or grandchildren to accompany them. They look dejected and have no energy at all.

After walking about four or five miles, Jiang Lili saw the entrance to the garrison. This entrance was located in the narrow part of the valley, and the steep cliffs on both sides formed a natural barrier.

A group of middle-aged men stood at the checkpoint at the entrance. Lord Hu introduced them to Jiang Lili with a wry smile: "The members of this patrol team are the youngest guys in our barracks."

Lord Hu introduced Jiang Lili to the patrol soldiers and said, "Old Wu, this is our highly respected military advisor Jiang. Please recognize his face."

"Military Advisor Jiang! I've long heard of your name!"

The people in the patrol team had long heard that a girl named Jiang had turned the south coast of Haizhou Island upside down, and even the prince who was the god of war obeyed the military advisor's words.

The leader called Lao Wu looked at Sheng Zhixing brought by Lord Hu and asked, "Here, another new recruit?"

Just as Lord Hu was about to deny it, Sheng Zhixing nodded: "Yes, I'm new here, Brother Wu, oh no, Brother Wu, that's not right..."

Sheng Zhixing didn't know what to call him. He wanted to show a bright and cheerful smile: "Hello, Old Wu, I'm Old Sheng."

Old Wu looked at Sheng Zhixing and saw that he had the youthful vigor and vitality. He shook his head regretfully. It was a pity that he was still so energetic at this age, but he had to waste time in this mountain village until he was old enough to retire. Perhaps after staying here for a month or two, this new soldier would become the same as everyone else.

Jiang Lili and her three companions entered the valley, and the surrounding environment suddenly became clear. A river rushed down from the mountain and merged into the lake next to the base.

There were tents of all sizes in the valley. Many soldiers with white hair were busy with their own tasks, picking mulberry leaves, feeding silkworms, weaving and farming... as if they had already started their retirement life.

Jiang Lili looked at the valley and was amazed: "This place is simply like a paradise, with mountains, water, and it's very quiet."

Lord Hu sighed repeatedly. He was actually somewhat reluctant to come to this place. Every time he saw these old soldiers and he was powerless to help them, he would feel uncomfortable for a long time. "According to their physical conditions, there are less than 300 people who can participate in the training normally. I simply let them be self-sufficient, raising silkworms and weaving cloth, raising chickens and farming..."

The group of veterans closest to the three were tending to the flowers and plants. One of them was holding a wild chrysanthemum and said to the others, "My wife likes gardenias. Smell how fragrant they are!"

Another soldier in coarse linen clothes said, "It's been more than 30 years. You still remember what your wife likes. I can't even remember what my wife Cui Niang looks like."

"I spent all my money to buy Cui Niang from her blood-sucking parents. I only remember that our family was so poor that we could barely afford to eat. I stuffed the 100 yuan I received for enlisting in the army into her hands. She ran after me crying, and I didn't even dare to look back."

He rambled on, "I don't know if Cui Niang is still alive, and whether her parents have come to steal the military pay I brought back."

The old soldier who was tending to the flowers and plants just now shook his head, his face full of vicissitudes: "It's been 30 years, and we old guys who enlisted in the army are still alive, languishing on a deserted island thousands of miles away from home."

The people who were still chatting gradually fell silent, and a sad and tragic atmosphere spread around them.

At this time Sheng Zhixing walked over.

He walked over to the group of veterans and sat down, saying cheerfully: "Since you want to go back, let's fight back!"

Everyone was stunned by his words.

"It's not that simple. We are all old guys!"

"My dear, are you saying you want to start a rebellion? Are you kidding me? Don't you see how old I am?"

Although everyone was complaining about Sheng Zhixing's wild ideas, they had actually had this idea in their minds.

Those superiors who treated them like grass and sent them to this deserted island, they cut them into pieces hundreds of times in their hearts.

Those who successfully returned home after fighting or were able to go home to visit their families were either generals with outstanding military achievements who could not be touched, or they were good at boasting and flattering, and could bribe people with money. They had to use their connections to get transferred back to a garrison closer to home, which cost them five years of military pay.

Many of them are too upright and offend others, causing difficulties for themselves.

They were heartbroken after not seeing their parents, wives and children for decades.

But the gap in reality is so huge that the idea of ​​breaking back directly is just a thought in my mind.

Sheng Zhixing saw the complex emotions in these people's eyes, "You all know now that Zhaoping Marquis' Mansion controls the south bank of Haizhou Island, with 500 naval forces and 300 elite soldiers. Although this number is a drop in the bucket compared to the Great Saint Dynasty's military strength, we have the fire pole in our hands!"

Sheng Zhixing's face was extremely resolute. He used his own words to guide these ambitious veterans to find their own value: "You come from military camps in various places in Dasheng Dynasty. You are familiar with the distribution of Dasheng forces and the offensive and defensive characteristics of each city. The location of the barracks does not require you to charge and kill the enemy in the front. You can still play the role of one against ten here!"

Sheng Zhixing's words awakened everyone. They all came from all corners of the world, and the information they had pieced together might be closer to the true appearance of Dasheng than those high-ranking officials in the imperial court in the capital.

More and more people came over to listen to Sheng Zhixing's words, and many of them began to think seriously.

"You have all heard of the title of the Crown Prince God of War. Some of you have even seen him in person."

Sheng Zhixing's words were sonorous and powerful, and very contagious, especially since he is now a "peer" of the stationed soldiers, and his words can be more relatable than those spoken by younger generals.

"Now we not only have the War God Prince, we also have a military strategist who can master the celestial phenomena, and a navy who can ride the wind and waves... Our team is growing rapidly. A single spark can start a prairie fire!"

Sheng Zhixing said that the morale of the soldiers stationed there was getting higher and higher. They had not been so excited for a long time, and now, someone had given them hope!

"By then, the Zhaoping Marquis's Mansion will be prepared step by step, and you can reunite with your family soon."

Seeing Sheng Zhixing speak so impromptu, Jiang Lili couldn't help but kneel down to him!

As expected of him being the league secretary of their class, he is here to hold a mobilization meeting.