Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Blackfish Pole Wuwen River

In Jiaodong in late June of the ninth year of Chongzhen, due to the influence of the Xiaoice River, there was already a slight chill in the air, indicating that a frost would fall on the earth again.

A team of about a few hundred people walked in the wasteland, and a few large flags were flying in the wind, which was the sixth outpost recruit of the Wendeng battalion led by Wang Zheng.

These recruits basically have two or three bloody skulls hanging from their waists, and because they have just won a big victory, the recruits have seen blood, as if they have just undergone a metamorphosis, and they look tiger and tiger when they walk on the road with spears on their shoulders.

Winter is a cruel day, and there are countless old and weak people everywhere, who are poorly clothed and hungry, and I don't know how many more people will freeze to death and starve to death in this year's long winter.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng shook his head for a while.

The situation is not quiet, although he has won a big victory in Wuwenhe, but Wang Zheng can not relax his pace, with the slave chief Taiji becoming emperor, Azig led more than 100,000 Qing troops to knock on the pass, the situation will become more difficult.

Wang Zheng, who was walking in the forefront, clenched the steel knife in his hand, and some words could only be muffled by himself, and he couldn't say anything to Huang Yang and them.

In my impression, the earth-shaking Songjin War is about to start in less than three years, this is a key war that determines the fate of both sides of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the time is urgent, and I can't tolerate the slightest slack!

Compared with in the water village, there seemed to be a lot less people in Wang Zheng's queue, and Jiang Da and the three hundred or so people who were rescued did not come together in the queue.

A few days before leaving, Wang Zheng often talked to Jiang Da, and the conversation was a small half-day.

Judging from Wang Zheng's understanding of Jiang Da in the past few days, there is no doubt that he is trustworthy, but after thinking about it, Wang Zheng feels that Jiang Da's temperament is not suitable for being a grassroots general in the army.

Jiang Da is taciturn, ugly but kind-hearted, in his heart, in addition to loyalty to Wang Zheng, the righteousness on the road is the most important, let him lead the army, it is undoubtedly a disaster.

The most obvious characteristic of a good leader is that he knows how to make good use of people, and no matter what kind of person can play his role in his hands, such as Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty.

Compared with Zhu Yuanzhang's hands-on, Liu Bang is an alternative, he does not have Zhang Liang's talent through heaven and earth, and he does not have Han Xin's ability to command the army, and the only thing he is good at is the way of employing people.

According to the rules of the imperial court at this time, Wang Zheng who has any background, there will be almost no trace of the gains from this battle, and they will be divided by the greedy superiors.

At most, there is a promotion credit, but this obviously can't satisfy Wang Zheng.

No one wants to give away the place he worked so hard to give away, but the rules are dead, people are alive, although the rules are pressed on his head, Wang Zheng is still trying to find a way to solve it.

Judging from my rules at this time, it is impossible for me to keep it on the surface, so Wang Zheng can only work hard in secret.

That's right, Wang Zheng thought of Jiang Da, who came over from the water bandits, and he was not registered in the recruits' household register.

After thinking about it, Wang Zheng finally decided to leave Jiang Da in Wuwen River Water Village, as the new leader of the Wuwen River water bandits on the surface, but secretly he occupied the treasure land of Wuwen River for Wang Zheng.

Jiang Da was naturally very happy to hear the news, showing a rare smile, in his opinion, Wang Zheng asked him to set up a pole outside, and handed over the hard-fought Wuwen River to himself to manage, that was a great trust, and he was very grateful to Wang Zheng in his heart.

Although Jiang Da's face had not changed much, Wang Zheng could still see from his slightly shaking hand that Jiang Da was still very excited in his heart.

Since Jiang Da wants to erect a pole, he needs Wang Zheng's assistance, and those surrendered water bandits naturally can't be used anymore, and they were all cut off by Wang Zheng the day before he set off, ready to lead the army.

More than 300 people have been arrested by the bandits for many years, and their families have long since lost any relatives, and they don't even know whether their respective villages still exist or not.

Now the soldiers outside are in chaos, but it is not as stable as the Wuwen River, there is food, shelter and safety, and the water bandits are almost all driven away by Wang Zheng.

These people discussed for a long time, and in the end, few of them left, and almost all of them were willing to stay and follow Jiang Da and stand up to Wuwen River.

In this way, coupled with the grain, grass and silver and other materials left by Wang Zheng for Jiang Da, Jiang Da occupied the water village with hundreds of people, and directly became the largest pole in Wuwen Hanoi.

At this time, the water bandits would not use their real names, such as Langli Baitiao, River Dragon King, Langli Jiao and others, even in the peasant army, almost all of them used their names, such as Chuang Wang, Shooting Heaven, Eight Kings and other larger peasant armies.

These vicious people who work their lives with their heads on the outside have offended people almost everywhere, and at first this was a way to protect their families, but now it has become another unwritten rule on the road.

After Wang Zheng led the recruits of the Wendeng battalion to leave, many people heard that another water bandit re-erected a pole in the Wuwen River and called him the black fish, but this black fish was different from the two brothers of the river dragon king and the Langli Jiao, and never harmed the people.

Gradually, the matter of Wuwen River Water Village taking in the homeless people spread, and the name of the black fish gradually became louder, and many of the homeless people and water bandits came to join them, these are all later words.

When Wang Zheng walked on the road, all he thought about in his heart was how to do it when he arrived in Ninghaizhou, after all, the white strip in the waves was not as righteous as the River Dragon King, and in Wang Zheng's heart, water bandits like the River Dragon King were easy to deal with.

Langli Baitiao is different, his nature is already somewhat similar to that of the peasant army, and he knows that he can coerce the people as cannon fodder to attack the city to avoid casualties among the elite water bandits, which shows that he has ambitions.

Temporarily avoiding the sharp edge of Xu Chengwen, the commander of the army, and setting up a situation to break it when the officers and soldiers are arrogant, also shows that there are many tricks in the waves, and this kind of person is the most troublesome when he is the leader of the bandits.

Hold the steel knife tightly, even if there is a mountain of knives and a sea of fire in front of him, Wang Zheng will take the old and young masters of Yijingzhuang to break through, which is also a sure thing.

Wuwen River to the periphery of Ninghaizhou is less than 30 miles, Wang Zheng and his party set off from the morning, and in the slow afternoon, they also walked to the small woods on the periphery of Ninghaizhou.

Out of the grove and seeing the city gate with the west gate wide open, Wang Zheng "sighed" in his heart, could it be that Ninghaizhou City has been broken by water bandits?

With the recruits stepping on the scattered flags in front of the door, at a glance to see the bleak streets in the state city, there was no hesitation, Wang Zheng led people straight to the Zhizhou Yamen, if the officers and soldiers are still resisting, there is undoubtedly the last hope.

Just around the corner, more than 20 people, including men and women, were screaming and running, followed by water bandits who looked like wolves and tigers.

These people saw the neatly dressed recruits of the Wendeng Battalion in front of them, as if they had grasped the last straw for survival, and ran behind the recruits of the Wendeng Battalion in surprise and joy.

After all these people passed, Wang Zheng pulled out a steel knife and strode out first.

"Soldiers, follow me to kill bandits and make meritorious contributions!"

The recruits of the Wendeng battalion raised the tips of their guns in unison, and walked a little neatly, blocking the narrow streets, waiting for the red-eyed bandits to rush in.