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When Zou Xun and Da Chun were trying to set traps for each other, a group of small people quietly gathered together in Stirrup Mountain, three hundred miles away from Xiangyang, and started the idea of grain and grass for the Yuan army. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This generation is already chaotic, the stone cave village, the prince village, the Gushan village, and more than a dozen cottages are far away. There are more than 20 large gangs, and there are many small gangs. When Beiyuan went south, he once recruited the bandits for a while. However, Kublai Khan's ministers quickly repented, and the promised official positions, salaries, and military salaries were not in place, and the leaders who went to accept the recruitment were beheaded. The heroes of the rivers and lakes found out that they had been fooled, and simply pulled the pole again.

Local officials have also tried their best to suppress bandits several times, but the mountainous areas are too poor, and the people are basically indistinguishable from Xiangma. When the harvest is good, the law and order of this generation gradually improves. When the harvest is poor, there are people who go up the mountain to rob them. When the harvest was so bad that there was nothing to grab, the horses changed jobs one after another, and turned into pieces to Guanghua and Gucheng to become beggars and thieves.

Seeing that the bandits could not make it to the climate, the officials of the Great Yuan slowly lazied themselves and left the horse thieves in the mountains to fend for themselves. Occasionally, robbed merchants came to complain, and the officials and lords resorted to the usual tricks of coaxing and deception, and settled the matter. The men around Stirrup Mountain have changed one stubble after another, and they are used to being poor and discriminated against. Suddenly, one day, when I heard that a big man wanted to ask them for help, I was immediately flattered, and then weighed my net worth.

"If you want us to send troops, you can, the military salary has to be paid by Lord Wen, no paper money, no silver, all folded into salt and rice, each man will give three rice per year, no, five stones, two or three catties of salt, otherwise, everyone will not have to talk about it!" Twenty public promoters, the most knowledgeable chief scoop slapped Song Jiu on the table and shouted.

Although the voice of the mouth was loud, the sound of the palm slapping the table was silent. The only table in the Juyi Hall is the antiquities of Taizu's southward journey, the year before last, when everyone went down the mountain to escape the famine, they were accidentally hollowed out by ants, and if they used too much force, they would immediately fall apart if they didn't get it.

He didn't want to appear in a shot or two of the lip gloss, tens of thousands of mouths on the mountain and down the mountain were waiting for the rice to go to the pot. If Song is really angry, the old and young masters will have to cook him alive. But the emaciated old wolf can't be upset, if the asking price is too cheap, people doubt their own strength, not to mention, it's not convenient to bargain again in the future.

"Rice, I don't have one. The military rations of the Tartars will immediately pass over the Lao Guan River, and whether you can let the old and young masters eat enough depends on yourself. The salt is on the wharf of Shunyang Town, a whole five ships, each with 6,000 catties of snowflake refined salt, signed by the prince of the Northern Dynasty! Song Qingxun smiled and introduced his bid to the heroes of the three mountains and five mountains, and his voice slowly raised.

With Wen Tianxiang, he took the initiative to ask Ying to go north to contact heroes from all over the world, which was his second stop. Last month in Funiu Mountain, he had gathered heroes to fight with the grain transport team in Ruzhou, seized tens of thousands of catties of grain and grass, and took the heads of the county orders of Lushan County by the way. Listening to Du Wannian, the target of Funiu Mountain, Jingzhao, Dengzhou and other places recently gathered a batch of grain and grass for Boyan, so he disguised himself as the butler of the salt merchant in the capital and hurried to the foot of the Horse Shoe Mountain.

It was like a drop of water splashed in the oil, and the hall exploded. Ignoring Song Jiuye's face, the big and small leaders shouted one after another.

"30,000 catties of salt, my mother, how can you eat it, pickle people into salt cores!"

"How much, 30,000, do you hear clearly, isn't it the same as the last time Tartar, fooling us again. The last time we went to receive the food, half a grain of grain didn't come back, but they hung their heads on the city wall! ”

"If we can't finish eating, we won't sell it, people say that the prince of Beiyuan personally signed the road guide!"

"He is a Song official, how can the prince sign a guide for him, who is beating whom!"

“…….”

The juyi hall, which had been in disrepair for a long time, couldn't help but make noise, and the sound of everyone's speech was loud, and there was soil whizzing down like pepper under the bright tiles. The air immediately filled the air with the strange smell of rotten wood, choking the noise back into his throat.

"Song, Song Junshi, let's, cough cough, let you see a smile!" The old boss Song Jiu slapped his headscarf in embarrassment and invited Song Qingxun outside the main hall. The sky-high asking price was a wonderful move that everyone had discussed before meeting Song Qingyun, but Song Jiuye didn't expect that the other party would first throw down a big order of his own and smash his iron abacus. 30,000 catties of refined salt, according to the commission of three catties of salt for each volunteer, the cottage had to make up 10,000 horses to help Song Qingxun make this deal. If the villages near Stirrup Mountain can really make up 10,000 soldiers to fight, the owners of the villages will not be so poor that they will all be singles.

When the owners of the large and small villages saw Song Jiu and the "old guests" from the south coming out of the Juyi Hall, they quickly patted the soil on their bodies and followed them out. The leaders will have to hear the size of the deal. lest Song Jiu's old boy have a black heart and swallow the dividends that everyone deserves.

"It's okay, talking against the sun, everyone's hearts are bright!" Song Qingxun didn't stop in front of the hall, and tried his best to learn the tone of the rivers and lakes and promised to the leaders of the cottage: "30,000 catties of snowflake refined salt is just a deposit." Lu Yin was bought by our people at a high price in the capital, and if you can't finish eating, you can transport it to the surrounding area to sell. There are also 20 pairs of Linggen armor, 500 horn bows, and 200 broken blades under the cabin, which can be transported to the bottom of the mountain at noon tomorrow, which can be regarded as a meeting gift for Prime Minister Wen to everyone. As for what other requirements you have, even if you put it forward, we can't make a deal, and the friendship will always be there! ”

The leaders buzzed again, and they were in disarray. Linggen Armor, Broken Blade, and Horn Bow that can only be tamerated for four years to get out of the warehouse, this is a good guy that the new local annex may not be able to use. Prime Minister Wen Cheng can be regarded as giving everyone enough face, and everyone can't help but know how to lift up. But after all, the matter of intercepting and killing the grain team is not to stop a few small merchants and hawkers, once the government is provoked, everyone's nest will be in danger. There are facts on the Hebei side that the Yuan army went south, and if they did not break the captive army, they would first take the rebellious bandits to sacrifice their flags.

"What, do you have the ability to rob everyone, and you can't do it without the courage to kill officials and rebel?" Song Qingxun saw that no one stepped forward to respond to him for a long time, and deliberately provoked him.

"Song, Song Junshi can't say that. Our Stirrup Mountain and Gushan Cottage are hundreds of miles away, but there has never been a single seed! Old Song Jiu's face was a little unbearable, and he replied angrily.

"That's the deposit book given by Song?" Song Qingxun smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of neat teeth.

"You can't say that, Prime Minister Wen gives face, we can't do without this face. However, but ....... "Song Jiu has been for a long time, and he didn't come out of a reason." There are more than 20 villages, nominally he is always in charge, but each village has its own thoughts, and he can't do many things. The deposit given by Wen Tianxiang was not thin, but too thick, so thick that everyone was worried. The money is easy to get, and the price paid by everyone is estimated to be not small. Cutting off the grain is only the first step, and there are many things that have to be done for him.

"However, you are afraid that our Great Song Dynasty will not be able to support it in the south, and when the time comes, it will be used as a broken army by the Tartars to conquer it, right?" Song Qingxun shook his head, his eyes inadvertently revealing a trace of disdain.

Looking at the demeanor of the people, from the behavior of the horses, he has already seen that this group of people is uneven, and their vision is limited. In order to successfully complete the task given to him by Wen Tianxiang, Song Qingxun had to try the most risky method.

"Why does Lord Song talk like this, if we can gather more than 20 cottages in one place, it will be clear that we are not afraid of the Tartars looking at the eyes!" Zhou Ziyu, the big boss of Gushanzhai, stepped forward and retorted.

He only took a small step forward, but he distanced himself from his peers. Apparently someone quietly moved his foot back half a foot as he advanced.

"Actually, you still have a good way to make a fortune, which is to pick up Song's goods tomorrow. Then cut off Song's head and gave it to Yuanren as a pouch. Maybe people will see that you are obedient, and you can still accept everyone's recruitment! ”。 Song Qingxun pretended not to hear Zhou Ziyu's protest and continued to sneer.

"You, aren't you burying us?" Zhou Ziyu was furious, and he wanted to fight with the guest when he held his arm. cut off the head of the Song envoy and dedicated it to the officials of the Yuan Dynasty, this move was not undiscussed by everyone in advance. If it weren't for the Haisha Gang and Funiu Mountain to put down their words, with Song Qingxuan's arrogant attitude at the moment, it would be enough for the village owners to find a reason to betray him.

However, they can not give Wen Tianxiang's face, and they can't refute the face of the Zhang gang leader of the Haisha Gang and the face of the Du Zhai master of Funiu Mountain. In case the gang leader cuts off the road of private salt, it is expensive, and the official salt with half a catty of sand in it is not something that all cottages can afford. Du Zhai is even more unprovoked, Funiu Mountain is big, although it is separated from this place by hundreds of miles, which provokes Du Erlengzi, he secretly sends swordsmen to seek revenge, which is even more troublesome that cannot be prevented.

"Don't be impatient!" Song Jiu, who had been holding back his breath for a long time, suddenly shouted, temporarily suppressing the commotion of everyone. Chong Song Qingxun arched his hand and said: "Where did Song Junshi come from, even if we don't look at Prime Minister Wen's face, we can't write two Song characters with one stroke, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you are a guest on my territory, and you have to keep you safe even if you fight for your life as a master!" ”

"That is, although the villages in our stirrup mountain are poor, their ambition is not short!" Zhou Ziyu gave Song Jiu a voice beside him, and his face turned completely blue and black.

"We can collect this deposit or not. The key is to ask you a word from Master Song, now that everyone has helped you, Lord Wen will become the climate in the future, how will we calculate this account? Song Jiu waved his hand to interrupt Zhou Ziyu and asked directly.

"Before going north, Prime Minister Wen Cheng explained that everyone shed blood for Huaxia, and it will definitely not be in vain! After the Northern Expedition of the Wang Division, you can be a big official as many officers as you have under your hands. As for the army or the garrison, it depends on your combat effectiveness. Anyway, it won't be like the Tartars, who deceived you into trading, and in turn expropriated you! Song Qingxun replied without hesitation.

The north has been falling for a long time, and he never expected these mountain kings to be like Chen Hangyan and Ximen Biao, and remember that he was a Han. Whether he asks about gold and silver or about the future, as long as he can light a fire behind the enemy, Wen Tianxiang has authorized him to pay more within a certain range.

"Is what Staff Officer Song said seriously?" Several village owners who were hiding in the back row rushed forward. No one wants to be a bandit for the rest of their lives, even for the sake of their ancestors' face, they also hope to have the opportunity to clear their identity.

"Everyone in the north, have you heard of Prime Minister Wen deceiving people? The vitality of the Great Yuan is almost exhausted, can't you still see it? Song Qingxun did not directly answer the other party's words, and asked rhetorical questions one after another.

"But, but you...."Zhou Ziyu wanted to say, 'After all, you are just a staff member of the Prime Minister's Mansion!' , Before he could say anything, someone twisted his ass and balls, and the hot pain directly drowned out the second half of his sentence.

"We can't always make people hot and cold butts!" Someone leaned on Zhou Ziyu's ear to remind. "This surnamed Song has a point, the vitality of the Great Yuan is indeed running out. North, east, west, everywhere there are pole-pulling rebellions. Troubled times are coming, we have to open our eyes and vote to the Lord! ”

Zhou Ziyu nodded again and again, and then kept shaking his head. Is Wen Tianxiang the master? I can't seem to see it. On the rivers and lakes, it is rumored that he is chivalrous and courageous, or it is rumored that he is a woman, but no one says that he has the appearance of a bright king.

"Staff officers are more than just staff. If I can't be the master, the prime minister won't send me. Song Qingxun knew what the other party was still hesitating, and took out a seal letter with a smile, "Don't hide it, my real name is Zhao Xing." Call me Brother Wang today, if you still rest assured, I will give you this hereditary gold seal, and if someone breaks his promise in the future, you will take this seal to the official family to collect debts! ”

After that, he put the hereditary king's seal at the feet of everyone, found a stone from a distance, lifted his robe, and sat down with a big grin.

In front of the golden seal, the heroes squatted on the ground. I've heard of this thing before, but no one has ever seen it. After Song staff officers accepted the emperor, they could be regarded as trusting everyone. In the future, Wen Tianxiang will not admit it, and he will follow this daring prince, and he will not worry about having no official to do.

Song Qingxun deliberately didn't look back, and let everyone waste spitting. The heroes were tired and hesitated, and finally couldn't stand the temptation of 30,000 catties of snowflake essence salt and future high-ranking officials, and they all patted their chests.

"Wang Zizhai sent eight hundred troops, and tomorrow afternoon the mountain will listen to the order!" A village owner wearing tattered cowhide shoulders was the first to agree.

"When the grain is robbed, I don't care how everyone divides it. But three catties of refined salt will not be issued to the old and weak who can't go into battle! In the future, the salaries and weapons that will be given to everyone must not be wasted in the hands of women and children! At this point, Song Qingxun was not in a hurry, and slowly talked to everyone about the price.

"Then, then I can only bring four hundred or dozens of people!" Cowhide blushed and muttered under his breath.

"The first battle has been prestigious, and you have food and silver in your hands, are you still afraid that you won't be able to recruit soldiers?" Song Qingxun patted the other party's shoulder and smiled and encouraged. "Brother, I also brought a few training outlines this time, which were written by Master Wen. Do you know Chen Hangyan? That's how his soldiers were made. If you want to copy it, even if you send someone to copy it, after this village, there is no such shop! ”

The owners of the village responded suddenly, you give three hundred, I give five hundred, and soon there are more than 4,000 people. Song Jiuye gritted his teeth, handed over all the soldiers of the old battalion, and assembled a team of five thousand people. The next day, after receiving 30,000 catties of refined salt and a batch of weapons promised by Song Qingxun from the salt gang passing by, he quietly ambushed in the place where Laoguan River must pass.

Under the scorching sun, Wang Fushun, a thousand households of the newly annexed army, hurried along the river bank with more than 2,000 soldiers. As a tributary of the Han River, this canal from north to south has become an important transportation lifeline in Dengzhou, Jingzhao and Songzhou. Although the route is not peaceful at the moment, Boyan is in a hurry on the front line, and local officials have to take the risk of transporting grain and grass south.

"General, I always feel that something is wrong on this road?" A small colonel stepped forward and reminded in a low voice. Since crossing the inner countryside, there has not been a single white-shed cargo ship on the river. The wide river was empty, and except for dozens of grain boats with a deep draft, not even the fisherman's flat boat could not be seen.

"Don't talk nonsense, you don't know what those cottages are!" Wang Fushun cheered up the brothers loudly. There are several bandit dens entrenched along the river, but those bandits are not strong, and two thousand grain guards are enough to level their cottages one by one.

"That's right!" Xiao Xiao thought for a moment and said. His eyes glanced at the water surface of Bai Huahua, and he still felt panicked.

"Coo, coo, coo" The cries of wild turtledoves broke the tranquility of the river, and against the direction of the fleet, several pairs of wings flew into the sky.

"This land is already desolate, look at the fat birds!" Wang Fushun shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the sky to comment. If the bird grows fat, it means that there is no one nearby. The absence of a home means that bandits do not frequent.

Before he could finish his words, a flock of unknown waterfowl flew from the reeds, their flustered wings sweeping across the riverbank, blocking the sunlight above the soldiers' heads. Immediately after, countless large and small boats rushed out of the reeds, fishing boats, cargo ships, canoes, and reed boats, densely blocking the river.

"Dock and form a formation!" Wang Fushun ordered loudly, and his voice changed tone instantly.

The drowsy soldiers grabbed their swords and guns and set up defensive positions along the river. Before he could stand still, he suddenly heard a cannon shot, and two thousand-man teams led by heavy infantry pressed down in a wedge shape along the riverbank.

After the wedge formation, more than 100 archers pulled up their strong bows and rushed towards the new annex army that formed a wave of arrows. In an instant, the new annexed army that was caught off guard was stunned, crowded forward and back, and made a mess. Many of them were squeezed into the river by their own men before they even had to engage the enemy.

More than 100 water ghosts poured out of the dense reeds, holding hands and pulling feet, and in an instant, the soldiers who fell in disappeared.

"There is an ambush in the reeds!" The soldiers cried out in horror. I can't believe that under the wings of a waterfowl, someone can hide.

"Mountain, mountain!" Dozens of soldiers cried. On the hillside not far away, a dozen generals wearing chain mail pulled up a battle flag. A great wall, a bend of the moon.

It was a battle flag unique to the Broken Army, and it was once again inserted from Jiangnan to Jiangbei.

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