Chapter 6: You're all useless!

  Ye Xuan knew that nowadays, whether it was the government's army or the current stick army, most of them were weak and disabled, old and frail. Their usual training was just a show. The generals who led the army were "dandies with deep habits and few heroic spirits". Therefore, at that time, ordinary people called the government army "incapable generals leading undisciplined soldiers". Such an army could not stop the southern barbarians and bandits.

  Why bother asking, everyone knows what's going on. The emperor of Xining distributes the military salary to those below, and the high-ranking officials in the court don't say a word, they just take half of it for themselves with a "ka-ching" sound, and then give the remaining amount to the local governments. The local officials also don't say a word, they make the same "ka-ching" sound, put half of it in their own pockets, and then give the rest to the soldiers. After layers of embezzlement, by the time the silver coins reach the hands of the soldiers in the army, there's only about one-tenth of the original amount left. Moreover, the food for the officers and soldiers is also very poor, they only have one meal a day, which is extremely thin porridge. It's not even enough to fill their stomachs, many soldiers starve to death in the army. Furthermore, military officials often exaggerate the number of soldiers to bribe their superiors or to embezzle money for personal use, this phenomenon occurs frequently and has become more and more severe, it's almost a normal occurrence. Perhaps even the military officials themselves are not clear about how many soldiers they have under their command. Under such circumstances, which soldier would still be willing to fight to the death for them? It's no wonder that the situation of "officials and bandits being the same" often occurs.

  Ye Xuan looked at his own Ye family army and found the same situation, helplessly sighing. Faced with the reality of a weak and useless army, without any military discipline to speak of, Ye Xuan made up his mind to build an iron-fisted elite troop like his grandfather and father's.

  He learned the training methods of the Qi family army from his previous life, breaking through the constraints of the original Wei and Su systems in the army. To address the shortcomings of the rod army, where soldiers did not recognize their generals, generals did not recognize their soldiers, and command was ineffective, Ye Xuan decided to adopt a new system, reforming the composition of the troops. He then went on to drill and train his own ragtag team.

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  As Chen Fei gave the order, "Gather all troops! Come here and line up!" After a while, more than 100 people from Tianlong Village rushed over in disorder. Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan had no reaction at all, but just smiled at his third brother Chen Fei.

  Chen Fei saw the playful look in Ye Xuan's eyes and couldn't help but blush, Chen Fei knew that although Ye Xuan didn't say anything, he was still disappointed with his leadership. He took a deep breath and adjusted his mood, reverting to his usual rough demeanor, shouting: "From this moment on, our commander is my big brother Ye Xuan! All of you, including me, will be under his full command! Whatever Big Brother wants you to do, you must obey unconditionally! Do I make myself clear?"

  As soon as this was said, there was a sudden silence below, and amazingly no one responded for a long time.

  Chen Fei's face turned red with anger, but he didn't say a word. He just looked at his older brother Ye Xuan. Because he had already said it, from now on, from this moment on, Ye Xuan was the one in charge here, the big boss. In other words, from the moment he spoke out, the soldiers in front of him were under Ye Xuan's control, not his anymore. So no matter how these people behaved, they were already Ye Xuan's problem, not his!

  As for how Ye Xuan manages, that's his business. If even this small matter can't be handled properly by Big Brother, then he's not worthy of being the son of the War God and the Iron-Blooded War General, let alone restoring the former glory of the Ye Family Army and conquering the world!

  Ye Xuan let out a helpless bitter laugh, took a step forward and coldly said: "Hmph, just now, I was discussing with Third Brother about how your soldiers are doing. Third Brother asked me if you guys count as elite or good men... Heh heh..."

  Everyone held their breath as they too wanted to know how they were evaluated and positioned in this new world.

  "I'm telling you, it's better for you to pack up and go home early. You can't even stand in formation properly. Don't embarrass me and the Ye family army here!"

  After hearing Ye Xuan's words, the crowd below couldn't help but hold their breath, this was a humiliation to them, a thorough and utter humiliation that left no room for dignity.

  A tall Han stepped forward and said loudly: "New lord, we are the Ye family army, every one of us is a good man. Even if you are our leader now, you cannot humiliate us."

  Ye Xuan glanced at the person and sneered, "Oh? Insulting you, do you have the qualifications for that? Do you think you're impressive? Fine! As long as you can refute my point of view, I'll let you beat me up, and I won't even fight back. How about it?"

  There was a sudden commotion...

  That man was stunned for a moment, then said: "Good, as long as the palm of the hand says it makes sense, I'll support you from now on. If anyone dares to complain, I'll be the first to split him!" After hearing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but look at the man in front of him with admiration. In this world, there are not many men like him who have the courage to speak out. Maybe he will be useful for me to dominate the world in the future. Ye Xuan thought to himself silently.

  Yang Xiao didn't know that because of his performance today, his position in Ye Xuan's heart had risen significantly.

  "Alright, you're a straightforward guy, I'll remember your name! What's your name?"

  "Report to the palm of your hand, I am Yang Xiao!"

  "Yang Xiao, and everyone else, I ask you, if there were over 50 Southern Barbarians right now, would you be confident in taking them down? If even twice the number of people couldn't do it, then what are you but useless?" Ye Xuan asked coldly. Everyone shook their heads upon hearing this. Because they had all heard about the ferocity of the Southern Barbarians, Yang Xiao disagreed: "I think even the governor has heard about it, now in Jiangdong and Jiangxi, just 10 or so Southern Barbarians can flaunt their might in front of the city gates, killing civilians, while the government troops dare not even breathe loudly inside the fort. There are also rumors that 100 Southern Barbarians can defeat 1,000 soldiers of the Xining Empire, which shows just how ferocious they are, so it's understandable that we feel apprehensive."

  Ye Xuan looked at the people in front of him with disdain, coldly laughing: "You guys are really good at finding excuses! Do you know who I am? I am Ye Long's grandson, the son of Iron Blood General Ye Dragon, Ye Xuan!"

  Everyone listened, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, because of the reputation of Ye Jiajun's army. Everyone had heard of it before, and it can be said that the legend of Ye's family is not only known in the Xining Empire, but also in the Zhongjin Kingdom, where everyone knows about it. It can be said to be the idol of all soldiers, the hero and savior of all ordinary people!