Qu Shishu and Zhang Jimeng looked at each other, feeling the might of their army for the first time.

The young man who was originally regarded as a junior was slightly different in their minds.

Zuo Mengeng’s speech continues.

"I never deny that the Tatars are very powerful, otherwise they would not have been defeated in the Ming Dynasty. But I believe even more that with the belief in defending our homeland and relatives, we will be more invincible. This time, we will not be defeated.

I know how many of you will never come back. Even me, may die on the battlefield. But now that we have become soldiers, do we need to worry about this? If we are all greedy for life and afraid of death, what will happen to our loved ones?

How desperate! Tell me, will you fight to the death for your loved ones?"

The scene was silent for a while, and then the three thousand soldiers roared the loudest.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The morale and morale of the military are usable, which makes Zuo Mengeng extremely satisfied.

"Set off!"

The arrangements for the expedition had already been made. After receiving the order, all the brigades immediately filed out of the military camp. Under the watch of their relatives, they embarked on the road to the Northern Expedition with firm steps.

Seeing the common people bidding farewell to their loved ones silently, but no one cried to stop them, and no one showed reluctance to leave, Qu Shishu and Zhang Jimeng were deeply shocked.

"When people are willing to send their children to die, I think there is no rival to such an army in the world!"

Zhang Jimeng felt that he had nowhere to vent his pride.

"The boy made it very clear that they went to die in order to let more people live. To live to die is like that. Mingfu, I think our choice seems to be the right one."

Qu Shishu stroked his beard and sighed softly.
Chapter completed!