Three days later, 300,000 taels were gathered, and the number of musketeers had grown to 3,000, but although each of the newly recruited musketeers was personally checked by Song Ting, which could ensure loyalty, in order to prevent the incident of musket misfire from happening again, he did not dare to issue them so quickly.

When fighting with the Chen Tai rebel army under the city of Yangzhou, more than a dozen musketeers were wounded, and eight of them died - this made the Song court realize the seriousness of the situation, and the musketeers would die when fighting with the peasant army with such rubbish, so wouldn't it be more dangerous to fight with the heavy cavalry of the Jin people?

The 100,000 iron cavalry of the Jin army is not blown, the kind of iron cavalry army that even wears heavy armor on horses is simply a head harvester for infantry.

If this kind of heavy cavalry is lined up in the Pingchuan area, the arrows will not kill them, and the muskets may not be able to move, not to mention that there are light cavalry on the left and right flanks with cavalry tactics to cooperate, such a military and tactical coordination can be called the current world's first-class level.

Song Ting also realized that the key was horses, and Daliang had always lacked horses, so he kept stacking armor on the infantry's body to defend against the cavalry of the northern nomads, which caused the Daliang infantry to get in the way because of too much armor and too heavy, and they couldn't play their attack level.

So, in addition to musketeers, it was also important to develop cavalry, and horses were the key.

…

At a recruitment desk, Han Shizhong was recruiting, but even if he shouted out his voice, few people came around.

Song Ting walked over with Yan Qing and Hu Sanniang, looked at the scene, and couldn't help frowning.

"Han Shizhong, how many soldiers and horses have you recruited?"

“300。”

“300？ Where's your uncle! Recruit 300 people in 3 days? 100 in a day? What do you eat! 300 people, how do you let me be the king? Song Ting couldn't help but scold.

Han Shizhong was also very helpless, and said with a sad face: "Du Wei, the non-last general doesn't want to recruit more people, so what...... No one wants to join the army! ”

Song Ting looked at the street, there were pedestrians everywhere, but there were really few people who came around to enlist in the army, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

Yangzhou City is not as good as Yongtai County, where the little people, from not having enough to eat to being able to eat, feel that it is all the credit of the horses, so they are grateful to him and actively join the army.

Yangzhou City is different, most of the people here who can eat enough and have a little surplus, attach great importance to their private property, and take it for granted that everything they have is earned by themselves, and it has nothing to do with the country...... Subjugation? If they die, they will die, and the country is not theirs...... There is not the slightest sense of nationality and nationality.

There are 130,000 households in Yangzhou City, and an average of 10,000 households have a young man, which is also 10,000 people, but I didn't expect that only 300 people would be recruited after three days?

"Master Horse, why don't I go and deliver a message to Brother Song Jiang? Let him lead his troops south? Yan Qing asked aloud behind her.

Song Ting snorted: "When your brother Song Jiang fought Fang La, most of the casualties were lost; The battle of Taiyuan was defeated by Wanyan Zongwang again, and now there is only a little bit of family background left in Tai'an Prefecture, so don't force him, wait until we reach Tai'an Prefecture and then join him! ”

After speaking, he looked at Han Shizhong again and said, "Now that you can't recruit soldiers and horses, what do you think?"

Han Shizhong clenched his fists and said straightly: "Han is willing to follow the captain into King Jingqin, even if he is crushed, he will not hesitate!"

He raised his head again and said, "Isn't there 3,000 men and horses in the Captain?" Han transferred 2,000 men and horses from the defenders of Yangzhou City, and there were 5,000 men and horses, and Han could guarantee to rescue the siege of Tokyo and rescue the second emperor! ”

Song Ting glared at him twice, raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's easy to say!" Draw people from Yangzhou City, who will guard Yangzhou? Yangzhou is short of troops, and the ass is served to others! ”

Hearing this, Han Shizhong seemed to be aware of this problem and didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

"Add the monthly money from one tael to two taels directly, I just raised 300,000 yuan, enough for a while, try to add money if anyone will ......"

Although he said so, Song Ting actually didn't believe that with this little money, more people would actively enlist in the army.

Sure enough, Han Shizhong shouted for a while, and there were a few more onlookers, but there were still very few who were willing to join the army.

After recruiting for a day, I didn't recruit a few soldiers.

In the evening, the Song court gathered all the military attaches above the rank of general in the tent to inquire about the method of recruitment.

To put it simply, it is nothing more than adding money and forcibly expropriating, or envy and coercion, both adding money and forcibly expropriating.

What the Song Dynasty needs to build is a new army, but it is not for any "rescue of the Second Emperor", he wants to save the country from being swallowed up by the Jin, he needs a group of young people with ideals and beliefs.

Adding money and forcibly levying are useless.

After arguing and muttering until midnight, there was no result, so the meeting had to be dispersed.

As soon as the meeting ended, the soldiers reported that an old man asked to see him, saying that there was a way to recruit soldiers.

"Call him in!"

Song Ting sat behind the desk, and the old man came in, dressed in rags, holding a fan, and the thief was a mouse, but he introduced himself as an old talent, who knew the stars, could measure words, could tell fortunes, and knew the art of war.

"Then what are you still looking for me for?" Song Ting sprayed the old man directly.

The old man smiled, shook his fan and said: "The old man watched the sky at night, and saw that the two stars of crape myrtle were dim, and there were meteors falling in the northeast, but there were bright stars in the southeast, which is a sign that the country has changed hands......

Song Ting interrupted: "Don't be verbose, please say it directly!"

Watching the sky? Look at your sister! Can a young man who believes in science in the 21st century be fooled by you, a liar?

Seeing Song Ting's attitude, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "The old man is here to offer a recruitment strategy to Lord Duwei."

Hearing this, Song Ting was a little moved, asked his soldiers to bring a hundred taels of silver, and said: "The silver is here, as long as you can have a plan that satisfies me, this hundred taels is yours."

The old man's eyes were staring at the silver, his eyes lit up, he swallowed his saliva secretly, looked at the soldiers on the left and right, and said with a smile: "The old man's plan can only be said to Lord Duwei, and no one else can listen to it."

Song Tingping retreated left and right.

The old man began to say so and so......

After listening to the old man's words, Song Ting pondered for a moment, called left and right to give him a hundred taels of silver, and then kicked him out, and didn't care which general or general he was mixed up with.

Looking at the moon disk in the sky, Song Ting paced outside the tent for a long time, and after thinking about it, he could only do this......

Two days later, rumors began to spread in the city of Yangzhou: there was a Jin soldier who had gone south, hit Chuzhou, and immediately invaded Yangzhou, and the Jin soldiers burned and looted along the way, doing all kinds of evil, and there was a team of Jin soldiers in the village in the north who ransacked the entire village.

At the beginning, where did the people in Yangzhou City believe it, weren't the Jin people still far away in Tokyo? How could it be possible to hit Yangzhou all at once? Rumors, rumors for sure!

Even the prefect Li Mu and others came to ask the captain of the horse to come forward to avoid the rumors, so as not to make the people in the city panic.

The Song court sent people to investigate the matter.

But at this moment, many uncles and aunts with gray faces and mournful faces began to appear on the streets, and young women whose clothes were torn and looked like they had been ravaged, all of whom claimed to be from the village and told the people of the city what had happened to them.

How did the Jin people kill people and set fires, and how did they spoil women...... Wait, fifteen ten.

The people of the city were scared.

Song Ting ordered the men to report their losses according to how much they wanted, and then settled them in the city, and naturally they had to go to the streets every day to tell their tragic experience.

Some people in the city were very curious, "They all say that the Jurchens look like wolves, with a mouthful of fangs, and they can bite people's throats and suck blood, is it true?" ”

There are also many smart city people who doubt, "It is said that the Jin people like to kill, so how did you escape here?" ”

The people in the village were burned and their money was looted, and when they heard the doubts of the people in the city, they were really angry, and they scuffled with the people in the street......

But no matter what, in the end, the people in the city still believed what happened to the people in the village, and they were faintly worried, afraid that the Jin people would really come in.

Song Ting personally ascended the recruitment platform, and every day like Han Shizhong, he gave speeches and inspired people, and gradually, more people joined the army, and after a few days, 3,000 people were finally recruited.

Back in the camp, Song Ting walked into a camp tent, where many people were changing their clothes, and at a glance, white skin, delicate collarbones, and ecstatic makeup......

"Ahem," Song Ting coughed lightly twice, cleared his throat, and said: Your women's clothes are all good, you haven't shown any flaws, and you are all rewarded! ”

The so-called "Jin Bing's invasion of the village" is naturally a play directed and acted by Song Ting, and the old man who can watch the stars is to let him directly loot and burn and kill, and those who say that they are big things should be ruthless, and Song Ting, as a person with human rights ideas in the 21st century, cannot do such evil things.

It's true to burn houses and rob money.,As for ravaging women.,That's the blind spread of women's clothing bosses.。。。

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