There are a total of 318 young Indian soldiers, and the older British will not want them, after all, India is not short of people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone's face was filled with the excitement of winning the jackpot, and good luck just fell on their heads.

Their ranks were not too neatly arranged, because they were faintly divided into small groups, with relatively clear intervals in between.

Obviously, every small group was recruited by a certain person.

Zhu Jinglun walked to one of the largest teams and looked at the leader:

"Are you convinced of all these people?"

The man was excited: "Yes sir. ”

Zhu Jinglun said again: "Can you tell me how many people you have convinced?" ”

"Twenty-five, twenty-five, sir!"

Zhu Jinglun nodded: "Okay, can you tell me what your name is?" ”

"Galava, sir, my name is Galava!"

Galava was excited, speaking with a trill.

Zhu Jinglun decided to make him more excited: "Okay Galava, I want to congratulate you, you are one step closer to the Brahmin caste!" ”

"Thank you very much sir. God will hold you. ”

Seeing that the others were also eagerly looking at him, Zhu Jinglun walked to the middle of the field and loudly encouraged them.

"Hello, now I'm your leader. Not only will I lead you to battle, but I will also lead you to glory, which will not only be praised by others, but will also be envied by others, because you will be uplifted to your caste. and change the fate of your families and your children and grandchildren. Are you ready now? ”

For a while, everyone didn't react, probably reminiscing.

Zhu Jinglun shouted loudly again: "Are you ready? Answer me! ”

"Ready!"

"Ready—"

"Alright—"

At first, the answers were uneven, but as they shouted, they themselves shouted in unison.

Zhu Jinglun shouted again: "Are you willing to follow me?" ”

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

This time it's much neater.

"Will you follow me, slay the enemies who stand in my way, and prove your loyalty with your blood?"

"Yes!"

Uniformly, this group of young people is on the top, I'm afraid I don't know what I'm talking about, and I only have excitement in my heart.

"Will you fight for me and cleanse their lowly blood with your blood? Do you want the gods to be proud of you? ”

"Yes!"

These people are already fanatical.

Zhu Jinglun didn't need to agitate, everyone's face was flushed, and their hearts were about to burst.

He waited, and when these people finished shouting, he asked the stunned black dog next to him to prepare a pen and paper for himself.

The black dog brought people paper and pens, and also brought a chair, Zhu Jinglun sat at the table, and asked the Indian soldiers to line up and register with him one by one.

He registers the name, caste, and identity of each person, as well as the name and address of the family. But I didn't tell these people why, and these people were excited at this time, so what else did they care.

Of course, at the same time, Zhu Jinglun also appointed officers, and the method of appointment was very rude, whoever found the manpower would be let take it, and whoever was the officer of those people would be the officers of those people, so a total of 16 teams were assigned, the largest team had 25 people, and the youngest team was only 11 people.

At this time, there were many people watching what was happening in the barracks.

First of all, Bai Gui, he was dumbfounded, he had suggested to Zhu Jinglun to recruit these black Indian soldiers, but just to say it, he didn't really believe that Zhu Jinglun could really recruit these people, after all, in his understanding, India is the country of the British, if the British are flag people, the Indians are equivalent to the Han people, these Indian soldiers are the green battalion, recruit the green battalion soldiers to fight the Eight Banners, which makes him unable to understand.

However, seeing that the Indian soldiers inspired by Zhu Jinglun were extremely fanatical, although he could not understand what Zhu Jinglun was saying, nor could he understand what these Indians were shouting, but he knew very well that he did not hesitate to rush the morale of these Indian soldiers, even if they asked them to rush the fort with knives.

I really don't know how Zhu Jinglun did it.

Also incomprehensible was Hurd, who also looked out from the window of another room, which made him extremely surprised, relatively speaking, Hurd knew these Indian soldiers better, these Hindu soldiers were rarely so excited, even when they got their salaries, they were not so excited.

Hurd didn't understand what could be more exciting than getting an Indian soldier paid?

More were the other Indian soldiers in the nearest Indian barracks, who were even more curious about the state of their companions. Most of these soldiers who were not fooled by Zhu Jinglun were holding headscarves and beards, they were Sikh soldiers, they had no caste system, their religion was against caste, and everyone would care for each other equally, so the conditions of those Indian soldiers could not attract them at all.

To the Sikhs, ordinary Indians are cowardly, and they also do not understand how these Indians suddenly shouted like crazy.

I have to find Bai Gui, although Bai Gui is a hostage here, but the foreigner has actually lost the ability to control his identity at this time, and it is Xiang Yong who has the final say in the military camp, but the leader of Xiang Yong does not dare to be disrespectful to Bai Gui at all, and even these people have to come to serve Bai Gui's diet and daily life every day.

Zhu Jinglun looked for Bai Gui to ask Bai Gui to come forward and let the guards arrange some separate barracks for him, he needed to find barracks for these Indian soldiers to live in, they are now Zhu Jinglun's people, so it is not suitable to live with other Indian soldiers, and they are no longer prisoners.

Bai Gui was invited, and the guard didn't dare not come, so he stood in front of Bai Gui with a humble face and obeyed the order, but after Bai Gui finished saying the request, he hesitated, saying that the barracks in the camp were really tense and difficult to deploy. Without Bai Gui's strong pressure, Zhu Jinglun stepped forward and pulled down the hand of the pipe belt, and the pipe belt immediately changed his mind, and hurriedly said that since it was the governor's order, no matter how difficult it was, he would find a way to do it, and said that he had quietly carried a silver ingot of ten taels into his arms.

What was vacated was a row of 10 large barracks, although the number was small, but the area of these 10 rooms was not small, in the past it was used as a warehouse, each of them was more than 10 zhang long, a squeeze of 100 people is a little squeezed, but squeezing 30 people is too spacious.

Seeing their new housing, these soldiers were also quite satisfied, and one by one hurriedly packed their clothes and moved over.

After they finished moving, it was already dark, Zhu Jinglun asked them to rest for the night first, and then came to them the next day, and then Zhu Jinglun, who had been busy all day, returned to the customs yamen to rest.

But things didn't let him rest, Fang Shan was already waiting at the door of the yamen, and when he saw Zhu Jinglun with a bitter face, he ran up in small steps.

As soon as he came up, he shouted: "My lord has an accident, Young Master Zhang has led people to fight with the people of Nanhai County!" ”