Li Mingchang followed the team blankly, but his mind was filled with the quotes that Confucius and Mencius loved the people as much as a book.

"Brother, I see your clothes are clean, why? I can't let go of the rebels for the first time?" Zhao Wenluan, who was covered in blood, got off the horse and walked to Li Mingchang and asked with concern.

"Didn't Mr. Zeng say: The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom poisons creatures, and the people, no matter the rich or poor, plunder them all, without leaving any grass! Aren't we going to save the people? Are those people not the people?" Li Mingchang said after a long time of silence.

"We are our own family, so we won't say anything different to you." Zhao Wenluan smiled relaxedly and said in a low voice: "If you don't make a fortune in the army, I won't come. Besides, in order to save the people, we must earn a lot of money, so what is the small village? The world is so big, our Hunan Army cannot grab all of them. Let's relax."

"Brother Chang, don't be upset. I'll treat you to chicken when I go back." Xiao Li came over and said with a smile.

"Scholars have many ideas, it's okay, it'll be fine in a while." Uncle San pulled out a pipe and smiled while smoking. Xiao Huang jumped up and slapped the big man Lao Tie's head, shouting: "You wooden lump scared Brother Chang, right?"

Lao Tie looked at Li Mingchang and smiled foolishly and touched his head.

"Okay, it's all a family! I'm going to fight with the Ganzhou thieves soon. Don't let me down!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao! We must tie the long hair into a sieve book!" The team suddenly shouted. At this time, Li Mingchang felt the brotherhood.

"Protect the Holy Bubble, protect the famous religion (Confucianism), save the people, and the men in Hunan are passionately flowing..." The majestic military songs floated over this triumphant team, and Ganzhou City was not far ahead of them.
Chapter completed!