The Tartars are very poor, and they come from poor mountains and bad waters, so they are naturally poor.

The tartars are rich, and they are so rich.

Every Tartar horse had a skin bag containing gold and silver artifacts that blinded the soldiers.

It was not all plundered from the people.

Because the people of the Ming Dynasty were not so rich, they could plunder such a whole load of gold, silver and treasures for the Tartars.

The only explanation is that the counties through which the Tartars passed, then the vassal officials and the wealthy were honored.

Ming officials were rich and well documented.

Ding Kuichu, the right attendant of the military department of the Hongguang Dynasty, escorted forty ships of property to the south after Zhu Yousong surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.

Among them, the amount of gold amounted to 840,000 taels.

Not to mention the curiosities.

In troubled times, buying peace with money has become the first choice for these people.

However, they did not expect that this property would fall into Wu Zheng's hands.

Twenty-eight thousand taels, Wu Zheng became rich once.

It also gave Wu Zheng an idea of raising war with war, although it was immature, it had sprouted.

Faced with this wealth, Wu Zheng did not have a trace of joy.

In this battle, the descendants who he brought from Jinshanwei and trained for three months suffered heavy casualties.

This is the elite of this battle that is truly resistant to the Tartars.

Of the more than 300 people, nearly 200 were killed on the spot.

If it weren't for the fact that they fought with their lives, this victory would not have been possible.

This is the foundation of my survival in this world.

Liang Huwei was crippled.

More than 300 crossbowmen, too many casualties.

Although Wu Zheng has always looked down on them, they are indeed unambiguous in the matter of killing the Tartars.

The least damaged were the three hundred strong men brought by Wu Zheng from Shaoxing Mansion, and they didn't do anything except the last rush.

But Wu Zheng didn't complain about them, in the face of such a tragic battle, they didn't pee their pants, which was already good.

Zhou Dahu, covered in blood, came to Wu Zheng.

Most of the blood stains were Tartars, but there were many knife wounds on his body.

Although it is shallow, you can see the pressure he was under at that time.

"Lord Wu, the battle is over, it's time to fulfill your promise, right?" Zhou Dahu was very polite.

Wu Zheng nodded and said, "It should be." What are the casualties of your brothers? ”

Zhou Dahu sighed: "There are only thirty-seven lives, and eight of them are disabled. ”

Wu Zheng said: "Go and get the reward." The official has already instructed that regardless of casualties, the reward for each person will be doubled. ”

Zhou Dahu arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Lord Wu." ”

After saying that, turn around and leave.

Wu Zheng said: "Wait." Zhou Dahu, this official sees that you are a man, so it is better to come to the army under this official. ”

Seeing Zhou Dahu's performance in this battle, it is really eye-catching.

Wu Zheng does have the heart to recruit.

Zhou Dahu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Lord Xie Wu is loved, I am used to being free and casual, and I can't stand the constraints of the army." ”

Wu Zheng did not force it, although he admired Zhou Dahu's bravery, he was more worried about him and his subordinates' habits in the rivers and lakes.

It's a double-edged sword, it can kill and hurt itself.

Therefore, hearing Zhou Dahu's refusal, Wu Zheng stopped talking.

Wu Zheng's eyes fell on Chen Sheng.

Among the more than 300 elites. Of the 100 people under Chen Sheng's command, the most seriously wounded.

Only 17 of the 100 remained.

Chen Sheng didn't cry, he had been squatting there since the end of the battle, and his head had not been raised.

Wu Zheng could feel the trauma in Chen Sheng's heart.

This pain is not only because people die, but also because these people can't give away their bereavement benefits.

Wu Zheng ordered that the bereavement of all the casualties should be based on the group of bastards.

But the bastards are locals, and those who follow Wu Zheng are all Jiangbei children.

Many of these people have already lost their families.

The relatives of many soldiers are in Jiading and Jiangyin.

And it has long been a hell on earth.

Wu Zheng cried.

Screamed and cried.

Crying heartbreakingly.

The cry stunned all the soldiers who were laughing and celebrating.

But then they understood.

The smile stiffened on his face and was replaced by tears.

Yes, the victory in front of me was bought by 500 lives.

A few hours ago, these people were living brothers around them.

But in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

They could not even feel the joy of victory.

On the entire Shining Street, there was a mourning.

Chen Sheng, who had been keeping his head down, was stunned when he heard this.

He was only in pain, but he couldn't cry.

Mourn to the depths without tears.

He was blaming himself, if it weren't for the fact that he met Wu Zheng, he insisted on taking them to serve under Wu Zheng.

Maybe they won't be in this battle, maybe they won't die so many people.

Chen Sheng is not blaming Wu Zheng, but blaming himself for being incompetent.

I can't take them to live in this troubled world.

But at this time, Chen Sheng was in tears.

He felt worthwhile for the fallen soldiers.

In the troubled times, more people died.

How many people will be able to receive mourning and mourning for the living?

And Wu Zheng, as the Lord, wept for them and wept for them.

The survivors wept for them and wept bitterly for them.

That's enough!

That's enough!

Chen Sheng cried.

From silent weeping, to crying loudly.

The boy bleeds and doesn't shed tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place!

This heartfelt sorrow is enough to shake the depths of everyone's heart.

This is like a clear spring, washing away the dirt in everyone's heart.

Everyone was relieved by this weeping.

Because they feel that their whole body is as clean as if they were reborn from the fire.

Yes, clean yourself.

Even if they have made mistakes and done evil, at this moment, their hearts seem to have been redeemed.

The soldiers' faces were sad, but their eyes were incomparably clearer.

Zhou Dahu has come a long way.

But he couldn't help but stand still.

He felt that if he took another step forward, it would be like a mistake, as if he had missed out on the most precious thing in life.

He was reluctant.

I don't want to give up that kind of joy like an initiation.

I can't give up the kind of relationship that he has lived for half his life, and he has never been able to meet, and he has always doubted the feelings that never existed.

Because it's rare, it's cherished.

Zhou Dahu shed tears, not for the brothers who died under his men, nor for the Ming soldiers who died on Shining Street.

It's just that he met the love he hoped for but never met.

Righteousness slaughters more dogs.

Zhou Dahu turned around and strode towards Wu Zheng, who was crying in the distance.

"I want to serve your lordship!" Pushing the gold mountain and pouring the jade pillar, Zhou Dahu bowed down to Wu Zheng's knees.

Zhou Dahu turned around with his thirty-seven surviving bastards, who fell to their knees in front of Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng was surprised, he didn't know what changed Zhou Dahu's mind.

The resoluteness on the faces of the thirty-eight people in turn infected the Ming soldiers and strong men present.

After this bloody battle, they have trust in each other, and they have respect for each other.

The fastest way to generate respect and friendship between soldiers and soldiers is on the battlefield.

Giving the back to your comrades is the first condition for becoming a strong army.

But more importantly, the whole army is unanimously unanimous.

It is not only the pace that unites, but most importantly - the mind.