In the opinion of the chief teacher with a cloth towel on his head, Chen Ming's call to a dog can't be changed.

The news that the Chen family army is equipped with iron armor has already spread throughout half of western Henan, and Chen Ming's more than 200 people are more than 200 powerful armor soldiers, and they have fought a few battles with the officers and soldiers, and they have seen blood in battle. This chief teacher of Baotou secretly spit acid on Chen Jiajun's equipment, and he didn't dare to take the Dengfeng militia to fight more than 200 armor soldiers head-on.

This time and space is not a martial arts plane, and no matter how powerful the Shaolin Temple is, it will become soft-footed shrimp in the face of a group of iron-clad soldiers.

Therefore, Chen Ming's team is very powerful, capable and capable of fighting, if it is paired with mules and horses, the mobility has been doubled and strengthened, and the combat effectiveness and deterrence are completely straight up, which is by no means comparable to ordinary village brave volunteers. But Chen Ming actually brought hundreds of 'burdens', yes, in the eyes of the chief teacher of Baotou, those slave workers with wooden sticks and bamboo guns are burdens, Chen Ming didn't hurry back to his lair, he didn't go to Jiaxian Lianzhan to plunder batch after batch of goods, money and grain, this is completely Li Lingzhi.

This is the essence of the thief, and the absolute dog can't change the ****.

"The thieves are piling up their wealth, gold, silver, grain, cloth, medicinal herbs, salt and sugar, each of them is unwilling to give up, and as soon as there is a move, the team stretches for miles before and after, cumbersome, and the energy consumed is ten times more than when the other generation first came out of Lushan. The thieves have tasted the benefits of plundering again and again in Baofeng and Jiaxian, and the grass people really don't believe that this group of Chen family thieves still has any fighting spirit. ”

In a word, to put it bluntly, everyone here still looks at Chen Jiajun with the eyes of a 'thief', and looks at Chen Jiajun with an enlarged version of the mountain bandit and grass bandit, rather than from the perspective of an 'anti-thief'.

Therefore, the hidden meaning of the words of the chief teacher of Baotou has been recognized by everyone present. The Chen family thieves robbed Baofeng and Jiaxian, and even a small soldier in the team was full of gold and silver, in this case, the bandits in the usual sense must have no will to fight, and only want to go home and enjoy themselves.

The opinion of the chief teacher of Baotou was first recognized by the entire Dengfeng militia, and now it has also been approved by Wang Jun.

The Chen family thieves, who numbered only about 200 people in total, carried a burden four or five times their own and a team of chariots and horses that stretched for several miles and were full of money, grain, and materials. Even if you can't wipe out all the thieves, at least you won't lose, right?

On the Qingtiao Ridge, the crows are silent. Zhao Chuanjing ran away with people. The people sent by Chen Ming to contact Qingtiaoling couldn't help but laugh when they saw this scene. When this person reported to Chen Ming with the news, Chen Ming had already gathered his team and drove across the Beiru River, and he was about to enter Baofeng County from Jiaxian.

He didn't go to the city of Ruzhou to wander around, the harvest of Baofeng and Jiaxian was too rich, and the team was already bloated and inconvenient.

The total number of Chen Jiajun who crossed the Beiru River was close to 1,300, and there were more than 200 ruffians and tenants who could not survive. The latter accounts for only a small part, mainly the former.

Chen Ming is disgusted with these ruffians in his heart, and he welcomes the tenant peasants honestly, and the ruffians are a piece of chicken ribs in his eyes, pure 'tasteless food, and it is a pity to abandon them'. But 200 is not a small number. In line with the idea that they would be brought back to the mountains, and that they could be coolies even if they were not soldiers, Chen Ming took them to the team with one eye closed.

But restraint is resolutely restricted.

The person in charge of managing these ruffians is Chen Jianbai, a Chen family whose surname is Chen, but has nothing to do with the Chen family in Xiaonangou. This person is not even from Lushan, he is from Nanyang Mansion, a person from the Gao family. Once drunk, he stabbed someone to death with a knife and ran to Chen's house for refuge. When the Chen family got into trouble, Chen Jianbai stood on the Chen family's side without saying a word. This person was also a scoundrel in his early years, ruthless and very ruffian, otherwise he would not have stabbed people with a knife after being drunk.

After fleeing, Chen Jiabai hid in the Chen family's furniture mine, he should have learned a lesson, this ruffian has been reduced a lot, but the things in his bones are not said to be removed. When Chen Jianbai was in the mine protection team, he didn't have a dog's face and no hair -- he often turned his face and didn't recognize people. Chen Ming knew this, so he asked him to lead the new group of people. Of course, a big part of the reason for this is that Chen Jianbai and this group of ruffians and hooligans originally belonged to the same company.

Chen Jianbai was originally an officer in the team, and his subordinates led a hundred and ten people, and now the 'strength' seems to have expanded, but when it comes to fighting, these two hundred ruffians and hooligans are counting their grandsons. After the position was transferred, Chen Ming did not let Chen Jianbai take up his post alone, and arranged for him a small team of veterans [ten people] in the Chen family's army, with twenty slave laborers, to suppress the troops.

Chen Jiajun's entire team crossed the Beiru River from Changqiao Town, with 1,300 people and one or two hundred wagons, as well as a large number of livestock, and the procession stretched for five or six miles. After crossing the Beiru River, there is Baofeng County in front of you, and then Lushan County, and there is no river blocking along the way. Chen Ming also received the news sent by Chen Guang at this time, and the Dengfeng County People's League arrived in Ruzhou Prefecture, but it did not make Chen Ming feel half a point of tension in his heart. When the news of Qingtiaoling came back, Chen Ming simply gave up some thoughts and planned to repair in Baofeng for a few days.

Those rescued slave laborers, after venting and looting the big tyrants for a while, have vented a lot of breath in their hearts. Or, you could say they're a little less aggressive. In the following days, if they want to continue to maintain a strong fighting spirit, Chen Jiajun needs to use propaganda and treatment to instill loyalty in them little by little.

Chen Ming's team had a considerable number of pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, and wine, and it didn't matter if they were brought back to the mountain or not. What is really needed in the Funiu Mountains are large and powerful livestock such as cows, horses, donkeys and mules, not including pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks and wine.

A large piece of meat, a big bowl of wine, two days of reward, dozens of pigs and sheep, hundreds of chickens, ducks and geese, and a jar of Baofeng wine, in exchange for the whole team full of spirit. Except for the ruffian hooligans.

Chen Jianbai has not been powerful since taking over this team, and after two days of happy days, he finally started this alternative team. Looking at the two hundred newcomers in front of him, once again, that sense of familiarity rose from his heart. Among those individual groups, one person leaned on his hips, stood loosely, and couldn't stand the itch when he didn't move for a moment as if he had been pricked with needles all over his body, which really made him feel a deep sense of nostalgia. Wasn't he such a person back then? If it weren't for the accidental stabbing of someone, I would still be like this in front of me......