Chapter 1235: After the War

This was an open area where two distinct sides of troops were stationed, separated by several hundred meters.

Armored vehicles, tanks, cannons, etc., all had their muzzles pointed at the other side, and they had even constructed positions and set up heavy machine guns.

Behind their respective positions was a scene of bustle.

Combat personnel with dirty bodies, some even wrapped in blood-seeping bandages, some lying on stretchers, and some even lying in the mud that had been trampled into mud by people because of the rain.

Of course, the matter of wounded soldiers being thrown into the mud only happened on the side with more people.

And in the mud further away, there sat a large pile of mud people, surrounded by armed combat personnel keeping watch.

Both sides were busy cooking food. At this time, the difference was reflected. In the position of the side with fewer people, a rich aroma of meat wafted out, and people were laughing and joking, relaxed and harmonious.

That aroma was blown by the wind to the position of the side with more people, making them very unhappy.

Happiness is compared, so the side with fewer people was even happier...

I don't know when, and I don't know who started it, but the two sides began to curse at each other at the top of their lungs across several hundred meters. In the end, not satisfied, they even sent people out to play one-on-one unarmed combat in the mud pit.

Just as the atmosphere was enthusiastic, a Hummer drove straight over from a distance and stopped in the middle of the two sides.

Everyone stopped their actions and looked at the car.

Wang Yan jumped out of the car wearing a pair of combat boots, lit a cigarette first, waved his hand at the few people competing in the middle, and then they consciously returned to their respective teams.

A little later, a group of people walked out from the other side's team.

From afar, someone greeted enthusiastically.

"Mr. Wang, it's been a long time."

"Chairman Chen, I heard you ran away again. You came back quite fast." Wang Yan was also very enthusiastic.

Chen Hao paused, then gave up his position, pointed to a burly long-haired man beside him, and said: "Mr. Wang, let me introduce you. This is the Chairman of Jinzhanba, Mr. Luan Basong."

Luan Basong gave him face. He took the initiative to step forward and shake hands with Wang Yan: "Mr. Wang, Vasali. I've heard your name for a long time and have long wanted to meet you. You are truly a man of talent. No wonder Sanbianpo is full of your legends."

"Hey, how can I compare to you, General? You managed to turn the casino into the best in Sanbianpo and have such great power. You have been famous for many years; your legends are countless times more than mine."

Both were smiling, looking more like good people than the other. Of course, Wang Yan was a truly good person.

After such joking and commercial mutual praise, they were considered acquainted. Luan Basong said: "Chairman Chen should have told Mr. Wang in the phone call earlier. Inviting you here today is to witness the execution of Luo Yang. After that, we will talk about some future cooperation. You and I are both operating in Sanbianpo and are both doing legitimate business; it's better to value harmony. What do you think, Mr. Wang?"

Wang Yan laughed: "I've come; doesn't that explain my meaning?"

Luan Basong laughed loudly, then waved at the people beside him. The latter turned and left. Before long, a team of soldiers escorted a few people who were tied up like zongzi and walked over.

"Mr. Wang, this is Luo Yang." Luan Basong pointed to a disheveled middle-aged man kneeling in front of him.

Luo Yang looked up at Luan Basong, who had the posture of a winner, and then at Wang Yan, who was smiling on the side, and spat a mouthful of bloody saliva directly onto Luan Basong, who was in front of him.

"I'm waiting for the day you come to find me. When that time comes, we'll see; there's still fun to be had."

Having said that, Luo Yang burst into wild laughter.

Luan Basong kicked Luo Yang hard in the stomach, interrupting Luo Yang's wild laughter. Then he glanced at the filth on his pants, waved his hand in disgust: "Do it."

Then Luan Basong's soldiers dragged the people to a further place, and there were people on the side holding cameras to record.

Of course, Wang Yan also had recordings on his side. After all, he specifically opened related tourism projects, and battlefield records were indispensable. Not to mention that now the war was over and it was time for the execution of Luo Yang, it was even more impossible to miss. To put it on a small scale, Luo Yang was a figure, and his death was worth recording. To put it on a large scale, this marked the restructuring of the power pattern in Sanbianpo, which was a big change and had even more significance for recording.

The commander let the combat personnel retreat a certain distance, then ordered them to load their weapons. For a time, there was only the sound of clicking. For onlookers like Wang Yan, it didn't matter, but for those kneeling on the ground waiting to be shot, the feeling wasn't very pleasant.

Luo Yang was okay; he was indeed beaten, but he still had some dignity. His subordinates were not; one by one, they were shaking like chaff, and several had even wet their pants.

But it was all useless.

Following the commander's order, short and dense gunshots went bang, bang, bang, bang, and only corpses paralyzed and twitching were left on the ground. They were all shot in the head at close range by AKs, and the scene wasn't very pretty.

However, for those present, it didn't matter; they were all accustomed to it and didn't find it strange.

Luan Basong had his men set up a set of field tables and chairs, placed in the middle area of the two sides, and there was also a trembling chef cooking food on the spot.

Chen Hao acted as a middleman and also as a younger brother at the table, pouring wine for Wang Yan and Luan Basong. In fact, he was indeed the one with the lowest status here.

Excluding the reason why Wang Yan had cleaned up Chen Hao twice, in this situation, Chen Hao's deep connections and extensive links were not worth mentioning in front of the real army.

The three drank and chatted for a while, the chef finished cooking and served the dishes, and Luan Basong gave Chen Hao a wink.

The latter understood and said with a smile: "This battle wasn't easy to fight. If I remember correctly, it's been almost three full months. The General sent many troops and put in a lot of effort, but Mr. Wang's side also contained many troops, and the casualties were not small. Especially since I heard Mr. Wang gave his soldiers high pensions, and now the hospitals in Xiaomolong are full of wounded soldiers.

Now that Luo Yang has been wiped out, everyone's hard work cannot be in vain. I don't know what opinion Mr. Wang has regarding the distribution of spoils?"

"I think we shouldn't look at who sent more troops or who had more casualties, but at how much of Luo Yang's troop strength was fought. According to our statistics, both sides basically fought over 10,000 people, so a fifty-fifty split is a reasonable ratio.

General, I know you want to unify the Daqu Lin side. Don't worry, I don't want anything Luo Yang had over there. Later, I will send people over, and both sides will count Luo Yang's assets together. When the time comes, you can just give me the money according to half the value."

Luan Basong shook his head repeatedly: "Mr. Wang, I sent over 20,000 troops, and my casualties are ten times yours."

"General, I have already said that it is calculated based on the actual opposing troop strength. If calculated by cost, my cost is even much higher than yours. This is Sanbianpo; human life can be measured by money. We have always been talking about money, haven't we, General?"

Wang Yan was naturally correct. What's the use of having many people but little output?

But this was dividing the spoils, dividing the war trophies. Luan Basong naturally didn't want to give Wang Yan so much directly; he only wanted to give a little.

In fact, if Wang Yan's troops weren't really able to fight, he wouldn't be sitting here negotiating with Wang Yan about dividing money, but would have directly sent troops to fight Wang Yan.

Now it was he who fought Luo Yang; although he didn't hurt his muscles or bones, the casualties were indeed not small. The Xiaomolong government army led by Wang Yan was a hard bone to chew. Even if he could kill Wang Yan, he would be on his last legs by then.

Sanbianpo is a place where one cannot let people see weakness. Once people feel there is an opportunity, how could he still think about unifying the core area of Sanbianpo? Being able to ensure the basic territory isn't lost would already be him being awesome.

This matter was on the table, so without waiting for Luan Basong to continue quibbling, Wang Yan directly said: "General, this is a bottom-line issue. I cannot make concessions. If you don't want to make concessions, then let's fight. I am ready to accompany you at any time."

"Mr. Wang, look..."

Chen Hao, who wanted to say something conciliatory with a smile, met Wang Yan's casual glance, directly gave a stiff laugh, and lowered his head to eat.

Luan Basong didn't look at Chen Hao, just stared at Wang Yan.

After a few breaths, he said: "Mr. Wang, I can't take out that much money. How about this: we captured a large batch of goods. You have smuggling channels in Xiaomolong..."

"General, why did I fight Luo Yang? He had some opinions about me because of this issue. Now it seems you also have some opinions about me. How about we just fight? Don't say anything else."

"No, no, no, I was just proposing. Since Mr. Wang doesn't accept, then forget it."

Luan Basong felt very disgusted. He wasn't afraid of Wang Yan, but he didn't want to fight. Wang Yan grasped this point, pinched him to death, and directly rode on his face. It was truly a great humiliation.

He said, "Mr. Wang, this sum of money is too large; I can't give it out in a moment. How about this: I have mines and forest farms; I will transfer these to you to offset a part. In addition, the weapons and ammunition captured this time will all be given to you, which will also offset a part. For the rest, I have some art antiques, other jewelry, etc., and then calculate a part of the cash. What do you think?"

"I don't want weapons and ammunition; the rest is fine. In addition, the antiques must be real. You had better not use fakes to fool me. If we can't explain it clearly later, that would be too losing of status."

"Does Mr. Wang look at me as such a person?"

"Aren't you?"

Luan Basong paused, then laughed loudly: "I am absolutely sincere to Mr. Wang."

"Then I sincerely tell you, General, let's part on good terms. Don't have too much trouble during the handover. Everyone should rest well; that is the main point. Sanbianpo needs peace; you and I need peace even more now."

"That's right. Mr. Wang, drink!"

Just like that, they happily finished dividing the spoils, the three drank a meal together while chatting, and then broke up.

Wang Yan ordered on the spot: withdraw the troops.

He didn't take a single thing from the battlefield. Of course, what the soldiers under his command had captured before didn't count. He didn't manage much, just emphasized collective interests to the officers. The various squads below could coordinate and distribute among themselves.

This battle could be said to have a rich harvest.

It showed the prestige of the Xiaomolong army, tempered the troops, carried out cuts, and supplemented excellent soldiers. Although the troop strength was still less than 7,000, the combat effectiveness was absolutely not to be mentioned in the same breath.

At the same time, Wang Yan also showed absolute prestige. Whether in the army, in the government of Xiaomolong, or even among the people of Xiaomolong, through this war, his rule had already gone deep into people's hearts.

The people of Xiaomolong basically all knew that the current magistrate of Xiaomolong, Liu Jin, was a mascot, and the one who really had the final say was Wang Yan. In fact, Liu Jin also had power; Wang Yan actually didn't interfere that much. He always gave the goal and wanted the result, and the execution process was controlled by Liu Jin.

Wang Yan didn't take the position of magistrate himself; it was to save face for the federal government and the country, otherwise, this matter would be hard to handle. He was currently not a citizen under the federal government, nor a citizen of Xiaomolong. A Chinese citizen of Chinese nationality becoming a magistrate in Xiaomolong was unreasonable in both emotion and reason; there was no such bullying.

As for the harvest, Luo Yang was still very wealthy. Wang Yan estimated that half of the spoils were enough to wipe out his war expenses this time, and he could even earn a little more.

Even Wang Yan didn't seek to make money; losing some was not unacceptable. Because the harvests in other aspects were obviously more important than that money.

And his money could always support the financial operation of Xiaomolong, as long as it didn't collapse...

Returning victoriously like this, there was nothing different, just because there were battle achievements, the surrounding forces became kinder, and it also made more people feel safe, making people believe in the future of Xiaomolong, so they came to Xiaomolong from other places in Sanbianpo to make a living.

This made Xiaomolong reach a new level. After all, where there is activity, there is economic activity, and where there is economic activity, there is capital. The city can naturally be built and developed. As long as there is appropriate policy support, urban development will be on the fast track.

This was all fought out of a war.

Three days after returning to Xiaomolong, at the Fengdan Sihai Hotel, Wang Yan was once again drinking tea with Mr. He in his suite.

"Mr. Wang fought this battle beautifully. We also just discovered that Mr. Wang also has quite a few accomplishments in training troops and fighting wars."

Wang Yan shook his head amusingly: "Tell me, the men in our country, as long as they are gathered together and are adults, basically talk about national affairs. I also talk a lot, and just study it when I have nothing to do. It's not that I'm awesome, it's that the people here are too poor. No good soldiers, no good weapons, no good commanders, a bunch of scattered soldiers, shrimp soldiers and crab generals, boring."

"Mr. Wang is humble. I understand this battle. There were several times when Mr. Wang dispatched surprise attacks; otherwise, I'm afraid it would have been a crushing defeat. Now that this battle is over, I don't know what Mr. Wang plans to do next?"

"Naturally, vigorously develop Xiaomolong's economy, carry out large-scale public facility construction, real estate construction, etc. At the same time, look for opportunities to annex surrounding areas, and give Luan Basong some stumbling blocks; it would be best to kill him. As long as I don't die, my goal is one: unify Sanbianpo."

Mr. He nodded and didn't express anything; he couldn't express anything either.

He said: "Regarding the bank, the relevant aspects have studied and judged, and agreed to your application. Later, go through the process, and you can conduct business such as transfers and exchanges with the post office."

Wang Yan's smile grew wider: "This is a good thing; it's convenient for the workers from our country under my command, and some who can't think straight and came over to be soldiers."

The bank matter was not a surprise; this completely belonged to fighting out the value of a united front, and the value was explosive.

He could fight, dared to fight, and also bared his fangs and brandished his claws, fighting whoever he encountered.

At this time, it was not about whether it conformed to international interests, but about conforming to regional interests. Who is most beneficial to the region? Naturally, a certain great power in the East.

So the two talked very harmoniously about some trade matters. On these matters, Wang Yan had no bargaining power; he listened to whatever Mr. He said. And it was indeed beneficial to him, helping him quickly develop Xiaomolong from the side.

Of course, Wang Yan also had demands, such as support for weapons and equipment. Although he smuggled arms, he didn't have big things. Even if he did, wanting to transport them into the completely landlocked Sanbianpo was as difficult as ascending to heaven. In this regard, he could only rely on the country. Leaking a little bit was enough for him to change his bird gun for a cannon.

At the end, Wang Yan said: "I have to remind you of one thing."

"Please speak."

So Wang Yan talked about the distribution of spoils this time, saying: "Luo Yang was eliminated, and a large number of goods were captured. These, as war trophies, all belonged to Luan Basong. Although he doesn't plant them himself, he is also involved in this business, especially since he needs funds to clean up the territory and develop his power, so he will inevitably ship a large amount of goods in the near future."

Mr. He nodded: "Do you know the specific details?"

"The people I planted on his side can't reach that high." Wang Yan said regretfully, then continued, "However, I think the problem shouldn't be big. Our country's prevention is still very strict. He can't possibly transport them in by the ton.

I have seen those goods; they are piled up like mountains, and it will take at least a few years to ship them out. According to the current progress, we will have to fight in less than two years, and the problem will be solved then. It's just that recently, it's better to have more intensity."

"Thank you for your reminder."

Mr. He left. He didn't even eat a meal; it wasn't convenient for him to eat with Wang Yan; it was too extravagant. A meal Wang Yan ate would be at least three years in prison in the country.

Wang Yan didn't do much to keep him, arranged for the bank people, let them contact the office, sign contracts with the post office, etc., which was considered completing a major event.

After these few months, the bank could be considered to have received a certain degree of trust. After all, government people, Wang Yan's subordinates, and various employees of related industries all had their wages paid here.

At the beginning, people took them out the first time, but slowly, they naturally left a portion, until more and more were left.

Loans were also like this. Because of the expansion of the Xiaomolong market, there were still many people who wanted to do some small business. The loans launched by Wang Yan still helped some people. After all, if they really wanted a loan, they dared to borrow money from usurers, so there was no reason not to dare to borrow money with regular interest.

Just like this, with income and expenditure, it was considered maintained.

At the same time, Wang Yan also ordered many deposit and withdrawal machines, installed them all over the streets and alleys of Xiaomolong, and got machines for making cards to issue magnetic cards. It could be said that apart from not having too many businesses, the bank was a proper bank.

The next day, early in the morning, Guess Uncle brought Dantu and Shen Xing to the Fengdan Sihai Hotel, waiting in the lobby... ===== CHAPTER 1236 =====