"Let go."

Zongqi said indifferently.

Because he had just grabbed the knife too hard, blood dripped down the blade.

Hearing this moment, Wang Zezhi immediately let go.

"The dead are buried, and the living are taken to the stockade."

All the bandits silently started to act with gloomy faces, and Wang Zezhi felt this strange atmosphere, and cold sweat flowed on his back.

"Phew~"

Zongqi wiped his sword, mounted his horse, came to Wang Zezhi, slipped him to the back of the horse in front of him with one hand, and galloped with a whip.

Sitting on the back of a bumpy horse, Wang Zezhi was a little frightened in his heart.

"Where is this going, will I be killed?"

Wang Zezhi closed his eyes after thinking wildly, and several times he wanted to jump off the horse to seek death, but it was better to die than to live, he just didn't have the courage.

Calming down, Wang Zezhi analyzed.

"He won't kill himself, if he wants to kill himself, he should have listened to what he just said."

"Dismount." The general flag threw the cranky Wang Zezhi off the horse.

Wang Zezhi rubbed his aching buttocks, and then looked carefully in front of him.

They were brought to a huge earthen cave, the mouth of which was five or six meters high and more than two meters wide.

"Lock up the few and tie up the horses."

Zongqi pushed Wang Zezhi into the soil hole, turned around and shouted.

Wang Zezhi walked in slowly, only to find that this earth cave was quite spacious, and it was not a problem to accommodate one or two hundred people.

In one of the corners there was a small hole in which the sun shone in, and under it was a large bed of animal skins.

Zongqi walked over and sat down on the bed.

Other bandits walked in one after another, and the security chiefs didn't know where they were being held.

The bandits began to unload their weapons and armor, sat around a few fires and started a fire, and then chatted noisily.

Zongqi took out his waist knife again and beckoned to Wang Zezhi.

Wang Zezhi chuckled in his heart, cold sweat flowed from his neck, and the ghost sent him over.

"Poof~"

With a knife, the general flag cut the rope that tied Wang Zezhi.

Wang Zezhi looked at the general flag in surprise, he didn't understand what the general flag meant.

"Hey... You're a little brat, I'm still afraid of you, I can kill you with a single finger. ”

Zongqi glanced at Wang Zezhi's surprised expression, and then put away his waist knife.

"Tell me."

"Say... Say what? Wang Zezhi was still surprised, and he didn't react for a while.

"How can you tell that we are deserters?" Zongqi stretched out his finger and pointed at the group of bandits who were roasting the fire, and finally stretched out his thumb to point at himself.

"Horses, horses with that kind of symbol, I saw them when I fled, only the military master has them.

It's also your armor, swords, and guns, which I've also seen, should be the standard weapons of the border army.

The standard cloth face placket armor, as well as the matching waist knife, rattan fat, dagger, longbow, strong crossbow, the gun on your back should be the border army standard bird gun.

In the end, they call you the general flag, and the recruitment is a battalion sentry system, and only the border army under the guard system has the post of general flag.

The border army is bitter, one day is a military member, and a generation is a military member. Today's border army has been suffering from the garrison for a long time. ”

Zongqi suddenly got up, picked up a bowl and scooped a bowl of water into a corner, and said as he walked, he came to the bed and raised his hand.

"Go on."

Wang Zezhi was taken aback by the general banner and stopped, and after the general banner spoke, he continued to speak.

"The border army wants to farm the land on the one hand, and on the other hand, they have to fight and kill the enemy, and now they still have to pay taxes, and the most hateful thing is that there is no food."

"Fuck."

"Smack~"

Zongqi smashed the bowl in his hand, walked around with his hands crossed in anger, and those bandits too, no, those deserters were also angry with red eyes and shortness of breath.

"You say."

Zongqi shook Wang Zezhi's shoulder, as if he wanted to explode the resentment in his chest for many years.

"The military households are old, and they have to support themselves, if..."

Speaking of this, Wang Zezhi paused, he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"You say, go on."

"If the military escapes, they will have to be patched by their own relatives, and the young children will not be spared."

"Aren't we human?" Zongqi angrily thrashed the big bed.

"General Banner, don't be too sad."

The deserters who were originally in grief and anger were breathless, and the general banner also looked at Wang Zezhi in surprise.

I saw Wang Zezhi gently patting the back of the general flag at this moment, looking at him with a look of pity.

Zongqi was slapped on the back by such a thin teenager, and unconsciously remembered his mother, who also slapped him like this when he was a child, and his heart couldn't help but soften.

He brushed Wang Zezhi's hand away and coughed to hide his gaffe.

"General flag, there is wine and meat, this grandson has hidden a lot of good things."

Xiao Liuzi, Li Xiaoqi carried two hares, and the people behind him carried two sheep, two large cans of wine, and three bags of grain, and walked in happily.

"Drink wine and eat meat, Luo fat man, drag wood, kill sheep and eat meat."

"Yes, General Flag."

The deserters became lively again, and began to kill sheep and rabbits.

Zongqi took a jar of wine, poured out a bowl of mixed yellow wine, handed it to Wang Zezhi, and poured another bowl himself.

"How many years has it been since the apocalypse?"

"This year is the first year of Chongzhen."

"Oh."

After speaking, Zongqi paused, touched Wang Zezhi's bowl, and drank it all.

Wang Zezhi heard a lot of loneliness from his tone, as if they had escaped for a long time.

The guard system of the Ming Dynasty was good at first.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, there was a shortage of materials, even currency, and the economy withered.

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang divided the people's household registration into farmers, craftsmen, and soldiers.

Among them, the military household is hereditary, and the grandchildren of later generations can only serve as the army forever.

There are only two ways to get out of the military household, first, the emperor issued an order, and second, to accumulate military merit officials and worship the military department.

Military households not only have to fight, but also have to settle fields.

The key is that there are taxes to be paid for farming, and if there is a war, military households have to raise their own equipment, and as for the food and salary, it is even more meager, and now the meager food and salary has been deducted.

What's even more terrifying is that in the later period, thousands of households, hundreds of households and other generals began to increase taxes privately, making the military households miserable.

As a result, the military families began to flee one after another, and as soon as they ran, their families went into exile.

Mainly because of the guard system, the escape of military households is supplemented by relatives, including children, and children are young.

In view of this, in the eighth year of Jiajing, the conscription system was introduced.

However, the border army local guard still retains these systems, or unspoken rules.

Even in the Apocalypse years, the recruitment of soldiers also encountered unfair treatment by the guards, and many border troops had trouble paying because they had not paid food and salary for many years.

Wang Zeyi took a sip of the wine in the bowl, and was hit by the momentum of the spirits, and shook his head.

"Ahem~"

"Hahaha..."

Zongqi patted Wang Zezhi on the shoulder.

"Dare to ask the name of the little brother?"

Wang Zezhi stood up, arched his hand, took out an identity tooth tag from his arms, and handed it to him.

"Shaanxi, Wang Zezhi."

The general flag looked at it carefully and returned it to him.

"Not bad, good name."

"Dare to ask the general flag, the high surname is the big name."

"Hahaha... I don't remember where I came from, everyone calls me Zongqi. ”

"Since there is an incident, let's make a name."

Zongqi squinted at him, like a beast that chooses people to devour.

He didn't say he was going to rebel.

Wang Zezhi was calm and relaxed, not afraid at all, and looked at him.

Because he dared to be sure, this general banner should have had enough of this life a long time ago, and wanted to get out of the quagmire of this bandit.

And he himself didn't know how.

Otherwise, the general banner would have cut Wang Zezhi a long time ago.

Wang Zezhi's arrival just gave him hope.

He wanted to take a gamble.

"Hahaha... I can't think of it, or you can help me think about it. ”

Wang Zezhi thought about it for a while, in addition to the name of King Chuang, he was more impressed by the name of the King of Chaotian.

"General Banner, if you don't dislike it, I think of one, No., the King of Mixed Heaven."

"Mixed Heavenly King, Mixed Heavenly King, good! Good! Good! Hahaha..."

Zongqi shouted three times in a row, and poured wine for Wang Zezhi.

From now on, the general banner will be called the King of Chaotian.