met free Chapter 173 Did you guys really bring the yellow robe?
Chapter 173 Did you guys really bring the yellow robe?
Chapter 173 Did you guys really bring the yellow robe?
These words struck everyone's heart like a resounding bell.
Everyone was deeply moved and their respect for the leader's magnanimity and insight grew even stronger.
Inside the dyeing workshop, regardless of where they came from or what their positions were, everyone looked at each other with immense excitement.
But then, real-world problems arose.
Huang Feihong looked at Chen Wen, then glanced at Sun Wen and the others beside him, and asked, "Brother Chen, Nalan Yuanshu is dead, the Green Standard Army has collapsed throughout the city, and most of the government offices in the city have been captured. Guangcheng—it can be considered captured now."
"What should we do next?"
His question was subtle, but his eyes held a questioning tone, and even a hint of barely perceptible expectation.
Yan Zhendong, Shi Lanying, and even Liang Kuan and other key members of the Blood Flag Army all focused their attention on Chen Wen.
The way he looked at Sun Yat-sen and the others inevitably carried a sense of scrutiny, but due to certain circumstances, he couldn't say it directly.
Sun Yat-sen, Lu Haodong, and the others felt a chill run down their spines when they heard Huang Feihong ask this question.
Why wouldn't they want to occupy Guangcheng, the most important town in Lingnan?
This was their original goal, and it is also an important cornerstone of the revolutionary cause.
But the reality is that they were almost completely wiped out. If it weren't for Chen Wen's rescue, they would have died long ago. Now the whole city is engulfed in flames, which are ignited and dominated by the Blood Flag Army. What right do they have to say anything?
When asked at this moment, I felt only embarrassment and shame. I opened my mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Chen Wen also realized the purpose of everyone's actions and frowned slightly.
He really didn't want to occupy cities, especially not the kind of thing that involved becoming a king and a hegemon.
He's more likely to lead elite squads in decapitation strikes, sabotage, special operations, or handle logistics and technological development.
But managing a city of one million people is a challenge.
He's simply not cut out for handling the complexities of civil affairs, finance, and diplomacy!
Moreover, history has taught him that hastily declaring oneself king is often the beginning of defeat and ruin.
Seeing Chen Wen hesitate, Huang Feihong couldn't help but step forward and lower his voice: "Brother Chen, I know you have many concerns. But the brothers have followed us, risking their lives in this deadly business, fighting their way from Foshan to the sea, and now tonight in Guangzhou—"
"We can't keep drifting aimlessly, only destroying without building anything, can we? Everyone needs a tangible hope and a place to settle down."
Upon hearing this, Chen Wen gave Huang Feihong a deep look, then glanced at Yan Zhendong, Shi Lanying, and the others.
He noticed that Yan Zhendong's hand seemed to be unconsciously pressed on a bulging package at his waist.
Although Shi Lanying did not speak, a certain longing was revealed in her eyes.
Young generals like Liang Kuan stared at him expectantly.
A thought suddenly flashed through Chen Wen's mind, his expression became extremely strange, and he spoke in a low voice.
"Brother Huang—you guys—you wouldn't actually be hiding a yellow robe on your person, would you?"
The question came as abruptly as Wong Fei-hung was taken aback at first, then an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, as if his thoughts had been seen through.
He coughed lightly, his eyes darting away.
Yan Zhendong's hand, which was resting on the package, stiffened slightly.
Shi Lanying, however, kept her eyes downcast and remained silent.
Liang Kuan and the others exchanged glances, not daring to respond. Their reaction, though unspoken, was tantamount to tacit agreement.
Chen Wen frowned and shouted sharply, "You'd better give up on that idea right now!"
Huang Feihong and the others immediately showed obvious disappointment. Yan Zhendong frowned and unconsciously gripped the package tighter, as if he wanted to take a gamble.
"However—" Chen Wen changed the subject, his tone softening, "I also admit that some of my previous ideas may have been too idealistic, or rather—I was running away from them."
"This city has fallen, so we'll take this one!"
Although there was no scene of him being crowned emperor, it was still exciting to hear Chen Wen finally make it clear that he wanted to occupy the city.
Huang Feihong, Yan Zhendong, Shi Lanying, Liang Kuan and all the other Blood Flag Army soldiers were still in high spirits and couldn't help but cheer.
His eyes were filled with excitement and hope!