Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 244 Ideological Construction

Lin Feng said coldly: "While they were fighting on the battlefield, what were you doing? They were covered in wounds, did you have any?"

He raised his hand and pointed at Wang Qian.

"Li Xiong, is Wang Qian with us? Do you want to see the scars on his body?"

"I give you the best food, the spiciest drinks, and the most comfortable accommodation. What else do you want?"

Li Xiong looked at Wang Qian with squinted eyes.

Indeed, when Wang Qian was at the Lingdouzi Beacon Tower, he was also bullied by them.

Wang Qian is simple, honest and stubborn.

But they dare to charge and fight, and have the strongest execution ability.

Now it can be said that he is the number one person under Lin Feng.

"I admit defeat. Winners take all. It's up to you."

"Why, you're not convinced."

Li Xiong stopped arguing, relaxed his body and mind, and lay down on the ground.

He knew how powerful Lin Feng was, and now that he was in his hands, with irrefutable evidence, he had no choice but to accept his fate.

Lin Feng pondered for a moment.

"What conditions did Qiao Jun promise you?"

"A thousand taels of gold, a fourth-rank governor-general."

"that's it?"

Li Xiong muttered, "There are also beauties to choose from."

"Don't you have a fucking brain? You believe this?"

"He has a blank warrant from General Cui, saying that as long as you agree, you can fill it out."

"Do you think the border troops are better than here?"

Lin Feng asked unconvincedly.

"He said that my appointments were not official documents from the imperial court, and that the border troops were the legitimate branch of the imperial court..."

Lin Feng fell silent. It seemed that this was where the problem lay.

Many of his troops were reorganized from border troops or provincial troops.

These soldiers all brought traditional ideas with them to a greater or lesser extent.

Those who knew the inside story would feel that Lin Feng’s army was not an orthodox army of the imperial court.

Although the official positions of Lin Feng and others have been reported to the Ministry of War for filing through the Zhenxi Protectorate.

However, due to the turmoil in the court, many government affairs were ignored.

As a result, up to now, the imperial court has not issued any official document to announce the positions of officers such as Lin Feng.

Not to mention military pay and salaries, all of which were self-sufficient by Lin Feng.

What Lin Feng holds in his hand now is only the official letter and appointment from the Zhenxi Protectorate.

Moreover, Lin Feng’s current position is still a fourth-rank lieutenant commander.

The general of the Zhenjun Army promised by General Qin had been suppressed by General Su and had not been appointed, let alone reported to the Ministry of War.

Lin Feng was wondering how he could make every soldier settle down and identify with his place from the bottom of his heart?

This traditional idea is deeply rooted, and if we want to change it, we must study and ponder it carefully.

Now is not the time to think about that.

The entire prison yard was very quiet, and everyone around held their breath, waiting for Lin Feng's decision.

Lin Feng turned around and nodded into the shadows.

Cui Ying walked over, his pale face reflected by the torch, looking like white jade.

She came up to Li Xiong and kicked him who was lying on the ground.

"If you dare to tell even a single lie, I'll skin you alive!"

When Li Xiong heard Cui Ying's voice, he raised half of his body slightly.

With a trembling hand, he took out a folded paper from his pocket.

"This is General Cui's order. You can tell that what I said is true."

Cui Ying snatched the paper from his hand, unfolded it and took a look.

She could still recognize her own father's handwriting very clearly.

She bit her lower lip with silver teeth and threw the paper at Li Xiong's face angrily.

"Bah, you believe this, it's fake."

Li Xiong was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned over and sat up, snatching the paper and looking at it carefully.

"How...how could this happen..."

Cui Ying turned around and shouted at Lin Feng, "This is clearly fake. Everything he said is fake."

Her voice was hysterical.

Because judging from the whole process, Qiao Jun was most likely the one who colluded with the Tartars and came to rescue Nalan.

Lin Feng ignored Cui Ying and only spoke to Li Xiong.

"What did you say to Qiao Jun?"

"Nothing. I just gave him a key to unlock it."

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Lock him up first and interrogate him carefully later."

Two soldiers came over immediately, lifted Li Xiong up and took him to a cell.

Li Xiong was too weak to struggle and could only scream.

"Brother, I've been with you the longest, and I've always been loyal and dedicated to you. I was confused for a moment, and I made a mistake after drinking..."

The rest of the words were no longer clear as the man was dragged into the cell.

Lin Feng stood there for a long time without moving.

Wang Qian moved closer to him.

"Brother, everyone has their own aspirations, and even God can't do anything about it."

Lin Qiaomei also followed.

"Brother, he's just a slick scoundrel, why should you be sad?"

Li Donglai and Zhang Changyou also came over.

"Boss, we are still here with you, brothers. We will continue to help you carve out a niche for yourself."

Lin Feng smiled and turned around to look at everyone's expressions.

"I'm not that fragile. I just feel sorry. We've come this far, brothers, and we've worked together to carve out a huge territory, but he gave up at this moment..."

Cui Ying was stunned for a while, then turned and said to Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, can I go ask Qiao Jun a few words?"

Lin Feng nodded: "Okay, but he can't leave."

"I know."

After Cui Ying finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the cell where Qiao Jun was imprisoned.

Lin Feng said to the crowd, "Disperse, everyone, return to your positions. There are still more than 10,000 Tartars outside the castle. Think about how to kill them."

Several people responded loudly and surrounded Lin Feng as he walked out of the prison area.

Lin Feng returned to the command center before dawn.

He asked Xie Chong to heat a pot of wine and cut a plate of pig's head.

I sit in the room and savor it slowly.

I have been thinking about how to improve the loyalty of the army.

I'm afraid there will be more traitors in the future, but we need to carefully consider how to avoid this kind of betrayal by senior generals.

He thought he had treated the generals around him well.

What we need now is not material satisfaction, but spiritual support.

Among the senior generals around him, Wang Qian does not need to be considered. The others include Qin Fang, Hu Jincai, and Zhang Changyou, who were all regular soldiers of the border army or the government army.

Qin Fang has his father to rely on, so he doesn't have to worry about betrayal.

Hu Jincai and Zhang Changyou, do they have the idea of ​​orthodox inheritance?

This method still needs to be done by writers.

Lin Feng suddenly thought of Gu Huaisheng, a scholar who came from a childhood and was very insightful.

He should be able to come up with a theoretical approach.

In Lin Feng’s previous life, this thing was called brainwashing.

I must not only be the actual leader of the army, but also their spiritual leader.

Before institutional and economic development, ideological construction must be carried out well.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng felt it necessary to find an opportunity to have a long talk with Gu Huaisheng.

I kept thinking like this until dawn.

Bai Jing brought in breakfast and saw that he was already a little drunk.

"Brother, you didn't sleep all night?"

"Well, what happened this time was quite touching. I can't sleep."

Bai Jing put down the wooden tray and stroked his cheek with her hand.

"Oh, you make me feel bad. What can I do to make you feel less worried?"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "As long as you are all well, I will be relieved."

Bai Jing's nose felt sore. Facing the current situation, no one could replace him.

"Don't worry, it will be over soon."

"how..."

Bai Jing had just said half of her words when she heard Zhao Shuo yelling in the yard.

"Brother, brother...good things are coming!"