"You, you, and you." Li Yunze selected more than 20 defeated soldiers who looked to be in good shape. "The whole set of armor is neatly dressed, standing behind the general as a background."

"The price is only a dime?" Li Yunze looked at Zhou Dabao with a half-smile, "Do you think I'm a melon?"

When dealing with warriors, the words of literati and sages are of no use, they will pick their ears and trample them on horseback.

If you want to deal with a warrior, the best way is to use force to stop force.

Li Yunze, who looked calm, simply stood up and reached out to hold the horizontal knife hanging at his waist.

Sure enough, there was not much time for the meeting, and another broken army of more than a hundred people swarmed in.

Li Yunze changed the topic, "From now on, you will all serve under my general. If there are any who disobey, these people will suffer the consequences."

He is indeed from Chang'an, but he is not a cook in a restaurant but a street earner, also known as a street liar, a city fox and a community rat.

Swallowing hard, Zhou Dabao limped forward, "Mr. Lang, let me come."

He stood up skillfully, picked up a large bucket of pure water, poured it into the pot, turned on the gas stove and put the large pot on the stove.

By the time it got dark, thousands of people had gathered around him.

Relying on strong logistical support, Li Yunze raised a force of thousands of soldiers in just one day in this era of martial arts.

As the sun was about to set, a group of soldiers and horses appeared on the avenue again.

But this time it was no longer the defeat of the Shence Army, but the mutiny of the Boye Army in front of the formation.
Chapter completed!