Chapter 560: Gilded or Overseer (II)
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Huang Fuming and others were taken directly to the big tent of the Chinese army by the commander of the gate.
Huang Fuming did not salute Miaojun or say hello. Instead, he kept his eyes on the gatekeeper.
The Commander of the Gatekeeper had not shown respect or fear for himself since he had returned to fetch them, as if he had been like an ordinary soldier in front of him.
The corners of Miao Junfeng's mouth rose slightly, and he said in understanding: "You go down first!" Except for the deputy marshal and the two generals beside him, you can arrange a place to stay for the rest. β
"No!" After bowing respectfully to Miao Junfeng, the gatekeeper retreated and walked out of the tent.
"Marshal Miao Junfeng, why don't you hurry up and salute when you see His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince? Could it be that after staying here for a few days, I forgot the number of courtesies? The Silver Armor General narrowed his eyes slightly and said in an unkind tone.
"Oh? Dare to ask what this general is called? Miao Junfeng asked with a smile on her face.
"Under Wu Decai." Wu Decai straightened up and replied with great vigour.
"It turned out to be General Wu. Dare to ask the general how many years he has been in the army? β
"Wu is not talented, for twenty years!" When Wu Decai said this, the spirit on his body was even stronger.
"Oh! Is it? I thought you had just joined the army? As a soldier, don't you know that in the barracks there is only a difference between a commander and a soldier?
In addition to marshals, generals, commanders and other positions here, where did the Eight Princes come from? Since you have arrived at the barracks, you must obey the discipline of the barracks, come on! Drag me out and give me twenty lashes as a punishment! β
"What! Don't you dare! The Eighth Prince, oh no! Vice-Marshal, you have a word for the last general! Wu Decai was suddenly stunned by the momentum emanating from Miao Junfeng's body, and he hurriedly asked Huang Fuming for help.
"Marshal, reading that he is just a first offense, please look at my face, just go around him this time!" Huang Fuming didn't want the people he brought to be unjustified when he first arrived, so he pleaded with Miao Junfeng with a smile.
"Huang Fuming, this is the western camp, not the deep palace of the imperial capital. Soldiers deserve to be punished for their mistakes, and as a general, he must lead by example.
If you ask for a favor today, and he asks for a favor tomorrow, then where is the military law? Where is military discipline? Without military law and discipline, would the entire battalion still be as orderly and morale as it is now? β
Huang Fuming couldn't speak well by Miao Junfeng, and he found that he really underestimated him in the past. Only when you really face him can you know what kind of oppression he will bring you.
"General Wu, Marshal Miao Junfeng, this is making you reminisce about the past. After you are whipped, Ben Shuai will personally give you medicine. Huang Fuming said to him a little weakly.
"No! The last general commanded. Wu Decai knew in his heart that as long as the Eighth Prince could remember his goodness, it would be fine. As for Miao Junfeng, it is a grasshopper after autumn, and it won't be able to jump for a few days.
A moment later, the sound of fiery whipping came from outside the barracks. Wu Decai is also a man, so he didn't say a word.
"Huang Fuming, although the person you brought has a twitchy mouth, his body is quite strong, and he is also very bloody. I hope this whip can remind him of the iron bones on the battlefield in the past.
It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift. I admit that the generals in the imperial capital have their abilities, but their skills have been polluted by wine and money since the day they stepped into the imperial capital. After a long time, it is good to be able to exert four or five percent of one's ability.
Of course, there are also some people who are not tempted by sugar-coated shells and are alone. But their fate is not good, they will not be released or they will be put on trumped-up charges and demoted to civilians.
The two generals you brought, I think the level was also first-class in the past, but now I'm afraid they can't even reach the third-rate level. I could call any soldier from the camp and be able to subdue them in ten turns. β
"Marshal Miao Junfeng, are you saying this to me to humiliate me? They are the people I brought, and isn't your humiliation of them the same as insulting me indirectly?
I respect you as a marshal, and you might as well say anything straight. I'm very resilient and not as fragile as you think. β
"Come on, then I'll be blunt. Huang Fuming, you only have the identity of deputy marshal in the barracks, and the identity of the Eighth Prince does not exist the moment you step into the barracks, and it will not be activated again until you leave the barracks and return to the imperial capital.
I don't care what the Holy One has sent you for, but here you must obey my commands.
Please rest assured, Ben Shuai has always done things fairly, and will not deliberately embarrass you, or even assign some tasks that are difficult for you to do.
The deputy marshal has nothing to worry about on weekdays, unless the marshal is not in the barracks, the deputy marshal will be busy.
That's all for now! If you're new to the barracks, you may not be used to it, so let's get used to it for a few days! β
"Marshal Miao Junfeng, I'm here to fight at the front, not here to gild. Don't think I don't know what's going on in your heart! I'm not an embroidered pillow, I'm also capable of actual combat.
I am not afraid to tell you that my father sent me here for another purpose to supervise you and supervise you to better perform your duties as a marshal. β
"Good! Our army camp does not raise idlers, and if you can say such things to me, it can be seen that you are mentally prepared to come again.
As for overseeing me, feel free to do so! Ben Shuai Xing is sitting up straight, not afraid of someone making a small report, let alone afraid of some people having ulterior motives, distorting the facts, and distorting reality. β
"Looks like you know everything? Do you need me to tell you who made the little report? Huang Fuming seemed to have caught something, and asked seductively.
"No need, when the truth comes out and the truth is revealed, this person will naturally appear in front of me. I'm not at all interested in who he is, that's my confidence. β
"It is worthy of being a marshal, and this bearing has to make people say a word. I would like to take this opportunity to ask the marshal, when are you going to end this war of attrition with a decisive battle with the army of the Westerners? β
"If I say I don't know when the decisive battle will be, can you believe it?"
"Marshal Miao Junfeng, I'm talking to you about serious things, can you stop kidding?"
"Good! I'm not kidding. I can tell you responsibly that I don't know. Miao Junfeng looked at Huang Fuming seriously, and replied word by word.
"Marshal Miao Junfeng, I am disappointed by your answer. I thought you were a god-like military advisor as the legend suggests. However, the reality was so cruel that my idol dream was shattered in an instant. β
"If I were God, do you think I would still be sitting here talking to you? God is very busy, and he doesn't have that much tea time to do this boring thing.
Let's talk about this first, you go down with this general next to you first! If you want to get acquainted with the barracks, take a look around for yourself, this will be your home in the future. β
"Good! We'll see you in the evening. Huang Fuming bowed to Miao Junfeng with a fist, led the general beside him, and strode out of the camp. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.