Super Dictator

Wei Jichen, who knew nothing about his child bride's difficult situation, had a good night's sleep. After many days of fatigue, he seemed energetic in the morning. After many days of worry, he was finally able to have a peaceful sleep last night.

It wasn't that he didn't know that Wei Jichen had a young wife waiting for him at home, but he didn't even know how to deal with it for a while, so he selectively forgot about it.

After washing his face and tidying up his clothes, Wei Jichen took steps, led by a soldier, to the station where his sentry troops were stationed.

Hu Dianjia's camp was the Yongzi camp, and the men and horses led by Wei Jichen were the outposts of the Yongzi camp. Because they were replenished, except for the twenty or so prisoners brought back by Wei Jichen, the other personnel were all newly recruited soldiers.

When Wei Jichen arrived at the camp, all the soldiers had already gathered and stood neatly in front of him.

But Wei Jichen still saw indifference in the eyes of most of the soldiers, as if what was standing here was not a person, but an object.

The morale was not very high. Wei Jichen couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw such a situation. He knew that most of these soldiers came from Ye Zhichao's men. Ye Zhichao was captured by the imperial court, and these people were more or less affected.

Fortunately, all the prisoners who escaped with him were looking straight ahead and standing straight.

Wei Jichen followed suit, and every time he walked in front of a soldier, he stopped for a moment. He did not speak, but looked at the soldiers carefully. More than a hundred soldiers felt uncomfortable being stared at by Wei Jichen.

Doesn’t this new sentry have any special hobbies?

Wei Jichen spent half an hour looking at his soldiers before returning to the front, and then slowly said: "Everyone, I am your new sentry officer Wei Jichen. Maybe you have not heard of my name before, but In the future, you will definitely remember this name.”

"Now, I order all the troops to run from here to the hilltop over there, and then run back." Wei Jichen raised his hand, pointed to a hilltop in the distance and said with a smile.

The mountain top is far away from here, I'm afraid it will take a long morning to run.

While some soldiers hesitated for a moment, the captive soldiers who had escaped with Wei Jichen heard the order, but without saying a word, they picked up their rifles, raised their feet, and ran in that direction.

Among them, Mengzi and Huzi ran at the front.

When the other soldiers saw it, they had no choice but to follow him.

"What do you think this new sentry officer is thinking about letting us run early in the morning?"

"Who knows? I heard that this sentry officer escaped from Jiulian City."

"He was a prisoner."

"It seems so, but he was very powerful. Not only did he escape, he also killed several high-ranking Japanese officials."

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Wei Jichen watched the soldiers go away, then smiled slightly and told the soldiers: "Go find me a horse."

The soldiers were a little confused, but they didn't dare to comment on Wei Jichen's orders. Fortunately, Yongzi camp itself was a horse camp, and not long after, a horse was delivered to Wei Jichen's hands.

At this time, the soldiers had run a third of the way, and the team was not as neat as before, and seemed a little sparse.

Wei Jichen got on the horse, clamped his legs on the horse's back, raised the whip in his hand, and shouted: "Drive!"

The horse was like a whirlwind, and it didn't take long to catch up with the last soldier.

Hearing the noise, most of the running soldiers turned around to watch, only to see their sentry approaching with an arrogant face.

After Wei Jichen caught up with the soldiers, he did not stop. Instead, he accelerated his speed and passed by the soldiers like lightning. Waves of dust were raised, making the soldiers look disgraced and embarrassed.

When Wei Jichen left, some soldiers began to curse.

"Damn it, what a bullshit sentry. He only knows how to ride a horse, but he makes us run."

"That's right, it's probably because he was young and successful, and his mouth is as high as the sky."

Li Yunfei, who was running in front, couldn't help but smile when he heard the soldiers' discussion.

"Brother Yunfei, what do you think Wei Shao is thinking? Doesn't this arouse the resentment of those people?" Xiaosi glanced around and asked with some worry.

"Don't worry, Zijie must have deep intentions behind what he did." Li Yunfei said with a relaxed look.

After Wei Jichen reached the top of the mountain, he got off his horse and sat leisurely on a big stone, lowering his head and counting ants.

Half an hour later, one or two of the soldiers came over panting.

Some soldiers even lost their hats on the way. The entire team looked less like an army and more like ordinary people who had just fled from the front line.

Wei Jichen stood up, walked to the front, and shouted with a dark face: "Stand down for me, you guys take a piss and take a look at yourselves. Do you still act like a soldier now? If you encounter a Japanese, you probably won't even be able to escape." There’s no way to escape, let alone fight them.”

All the soldiers looked at Wei Jichen with some indignation and thought to themselves: This sentry officer said it quite easily. You were not afraid of being tired, so you came here on horseback.

Wei Jichen knew what the soldiers were thinking, and this was also the result of his deliberate actions.

"Why, you're unhappy, you have a problem with me?" Wei Jichen sneered, and then said: "Yes, I came on horseback. Why, because I am a sentry officer, and you are just a soldier."

Wei Jichen's words were like adding fuel to the fire, igniting everyone's anger.

"Can a sentry officer bully people?"

"That's right, why are the soldiers no longer human?"

"Shut up, everyone!" Wei Jichen roared angrily, then took off his clothes, revealing his bronze skin.

"Did you see it? These are the scars left in the Battle of Pyongyang, and these are the scars left in the Battle of Hushan..." Wei Jichen pointed to the numerous scars on his body and said sharply: "I narrowly escaped death and fought with the Japanese on the battlefield. We were fighting hand to hand, so I became a sentry officer, so I could ride a horse."

After a pause, Wei Jichen glanced at the soldiers who were frightened by the scars on his body, and continued: "You can? You have no eggs, you are chased by the Japanese and you are running away. How many Japanese have you killed? Who are you to blame? I ride a horse. If one day you kill too many Japanese and become a sentry officer, I, Wei Jichen, will only be envious in my heart, and I will secretly make up my mind that I will be able to ride a horse one day. I, Wei Jichen, will not be jealous. No. If you feel resentful, you will only blame yourself for not doing enough."

"Let me think about it carefully. Should I always be a soldier, walking on my feet, watching others with envy on horseback and commanding from behind, or should I seek wealth and honor in the face of danger, and never flinch when fighting the Japanese? In this way, even if you fall, On the way to the charge, others would give a thumbs up and call him a hero." Wei Jichen's voice got louder and louder, causing the soldiers to slowly lower their heads in shame.

Wei Jichen knew that extraordinary things must be done at critical moments. If you talk to these soldiers about serving the country with loyalty, sacrificing one's life for the country, and providing ideological education, that's all nonsense. You don't have enough time to talk to them.

The soldiers of this era were not that high-minded. The reason why they came to serve as soldiers was just to make a living, and to think about promotion and wealth, and honoring their ancestors.

What Wei Jichen has to do is to stimulate the desire of these soldiers to the maximum extent, so that they understand how to get promoted and make a fortune. Greed for life and fear of death is not enough. Only with the heart of nine deaths can they survive the battlefield and get promoted and make a fortune.

When all the soldiers heard these words, they all seemed to have been restrained by someone. They all stood motionless in a daze, and the scene fell silent for a while.