Over the next few days, Xie Yuan and the others began making sweeping adjustments to the entire Tenglong Guard.
First, they transferred away all the officials of the Tenglong Vanguard, from the Centurions to the Vice Thousand-Man Commanders. At first, these Centurions and Vice Thousand-Man Commanders were filled with unease, but once they learned they were only being moved to other Thousand-Man Battalion Offices, one by one, they settled down.
Although being transferred to a new Thousand-Man Battalion Office certainly would not be as comfortable as things had been for them before, at a time like this, all they wanted was to stay safe and steady. If they could keep their current official posts, they would already be perfectly satisfied.
As for jumping out to provoke anyone—hehe, they were not stupid enough to stand up and seek death.
After that, Xie Yuan and the others dismissed some officials, mainly those who were older and lacked ability, such as Yan Shun, whom Yang Zhengshan had met before.
The old fellow was advanced in years, so there was no need for him to keep occupying a position and delaying matters. It was better for him to stay home and enjoy his retirement properly.
Among them were also some people who had committed all manner of evil in ordinary times and were taken down.
The greatest malignant tumor in the Tenglong Guard was the Lan Family, but there were still some detestable moths among them. No matter how poor the Tenglong Guard was, there were always people who liked to lie on the backs of those impoverished Military Households and suck their blood.
Yang Zhengshan could not tolerate such people.
After dealing with those mediocre Thousand-Man Commanders and Centurions, Xie Yuan selected two hundred men from among the former Anyuan City Garrison Battalion