Chapter 242: Wood Is Not Wood
In the meeting hall of Tuanshan Fort, there were a total of five people.
Zhang Li sat in the main seat, and two guards stood guard behind him.
Gao Yuanliang, Zhang Xiaoran, and Pan Batian are not here for their own tasks, they are already dressed in military uniforms, and the defense of Zhang Li is temporarily guarded by these two former experts in the Sun Moon Pavilion.
At this moment, on the left hand side of the tension is the head of Tuanshan Castle, and on the right hand side is Gohimeng, the scribe of Tuanshan Fort.
The land in Tuanshan Fort is not barren, and there used to be about 3,000 people living here. When the Tartars came, the fire pier, also known as the beacon tower, lit up early, and the people took refuge in the mountains.
However, before March, the Tartars adopted a surprise attack strategy, and many fire road piers did not have time to light beacon fires, so the people of Tuanshan Fort did not escape, and all of them were taken away by the Tartars.
At present, in addition to the more than 200 people guarding the Tuanshan Fort, there are more than 1,000 people who have just moved from Quang Ninh, and these people are under the management of the scribe Gohi Meng
Zhang Li calculated the soldiers and the people under his command, the soldiers themselves were full of 1,000 people, and the people also had 1,000 people, and this soldier-to-people ratio was completely the rhythm of death.
However, now is not the time to farm, and his soldiers do not need these people to provide for them.
If you raise your own soldiers, the ratio of soldiers to the people is basically 1 to 100, and below this number is a bit of a reckless force.
However, in the Ming Dynasty, Liaodong had no military guards for a long time, and they were all recruits, that is, the army supported by the state.
After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Li finally spoke: "Scribe Ge, the people help repair the fort wall, and each person has a bucket of coarse grain every day. You listen to Gao Qian's arrangement for this. β
Gohimon hurriedly said yes. He stood with his hands down, and did not dare to raise his head.
The Ming Dynasty officials and officials were very different. A clerk can never become an official. Gohi has grown so big, and he hasn't seen a five-rank civil official with his own eyes. At this moment, I can't help but be a little trembling.
Zhang Zhang took his look into his eyes, didn't say much, and said lightly: "You go down, do things well in the future, and naturally there is a way to be promoted." β
'Yes! Master Zhang! Gohimon's eyes lit up, and after bowing, he turned and left.
Zhang Li looked at Izawa and frowned, "It seems that Izawa is not very good in the Acropolis, otherwise he wouldn't have come to this place." β
Izawa also didn't dare to look directly at the tension. whispered: "The last general is from Shenyang, Shenyang fell during the Apocalypse, and all parents, wives and children died at the hands of thieves......
Speaking of this, with tears in his eyes, Yi Ze secretly rubbed it, and continued: "Later, the last general only knew how to kill Tartars, and did not know how to eat empty foreheads and drink the blood of soldiers, so he was not treated by Ma Qian, the general of Ningyuan Acropolisββ'
'That's it! This official knows! Zhang Li interrupted Izawa's words and gave him a meaningful look. Said: 'That Ma Qian has been corrected on the spot by his own official!' In the future, under the command of this official, you can just kill the Tartars, and the other things are well known to the official. β
Izawa fell to his knees with a thud and said, "Yes." Mr. Zhang-'
"You have been guarding the town for several months, and you know all kinds of situations well, so you tell Mr. Gao Qian about all the things related to the defense of Tuanshan Fort. In addition, the head of the government was requisitioned first. You first grieve yourself and find a place to live. β
'Don't hide it from Lord Zhang, the head office is the house of the predecessor Liu Jiang. Ben will have been living on the fort wall, but has not lived in ......
'Hmm. The officer got it. Go down! β
'Yes! β
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Wood is not wood, it is a small soldier, less than twenty years old, squatting under the base of the Tuanshan fort wall at the moment and munching on the black bread.
A mouthful of steamed buns, a mouthful of hot water, is really pleasant.
Wood couldn't help but wonder, recently he really met the strangest thing since he became a soldier.
Let's talk about yesterday, yesterday, when the old man in the green robe on the school field said, 'I am willing to receive three taels of silver and stand on the right', I don't know which tendon is wrong, and my mind is hot, so I stand on the right.
Later, when I saw that there were not many applicants, I suddenly regretted my heart!
Follow the ancestor to live a long life, although the soldier's salary is only paid once in March and May, but the black-faced bun can still receive two a day.
The old man in the green robe said that the soldier's salary was 'three taels of silver per month', isn't it a fool's dream?
Just when he was suffering from gains and losses, the old man in the green robe really gave everyone three taels of silver.
Remember the manager of Na'an - well, everyone calls him the manager, and I don't know what kind of official it is?
When Mr. An personally held a small scale and weighed the silver into his hand, he couldn't wait to kneel down and kowtow a few times.
I've been a soldier for five years, and I've never seen what three taels of silver look like!
In fact, none of the guys in the camp didn't want to come, they had a problem, but they didn't.
Their families are all in Quang Ninh City!
Mu Tou dared to say that he was with the old man in the green robe - ah, no, it seems that he is called a soldier and a master Zhang, and the people who go with him are all people like himself.
I moved the things with everyone all night last night, and almost took away everything that could be taken away from the warehouse of Ningyuan Acropolis.
After arriving at Tuanshan Fort, the new Shangguan ordered Pan Batian to have 300 people, and he was among them, and the boss in the future was Pan Batian.
Pan's total score of the 300 people was divided into two teams, one team to rest, and the other team to build a wall.
Now it's time for my team to rest, but I didn't expect that the steamed bun and the head of hot water would arrange for the people to come forward, it's so fucking cool!
'Wood, what do you kid think?' Thinking about Ning Yuanwei's little lady Qi again? It's really unproductive! β
As soon as Mu heard this voice, his face suddenly pulled down, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was indeed a big cow!
Da Niu and himself are both from Liaoyang, and their families have been killed by the Tartars - fellow villagers, joining the army together, and eating together.
'Big Niu, you arrange the little lady and Lao Tzu to fight hard with you! β
The big cow is about the same age as wood, but he is obviously burly: "Tsk, didn't Little Lady Qi just help you make a pair of cloth shoes......
Mu felt warm in his heart, and touched the pair of cloth shoes made by the little lady Qi in his arms - they were straw sandals that he had never been willing to wear, and he had always worn on his feet.
Seeing that the wood was a nymphomaniac, Da Niu snatched the black-flour bun in the wood's hand, gnawed it hard, and then returned it to him.
Mu sighed and said coldly: "If you want to eat and let me give you one, why bother slandering people's innocence?" β
The big cow sat down beside the wood and said loudly, 'I've already eaten enough!' When receiving the steamed buns, Pan always said that the black flour steamed buns were enough! It's just that...... It's just that I'm hungry - I'm sorry, wood......'
Wood nodded, as if to forgive the big cow. He continued to bite the steamed bun fiercely, and whispered: "You haven't seen the grain that Lord Zhang pulled out of Ningyuan's warehouse, it's more than fifty carts!" We're definitely not going to starve in the future. β
Da Niu frowned, and seemed to be a little worried: "I don't know if the ancestor general soldier is back, can Master Zhang bear it here?" After all, Li Shoubei was wiped by Lord Zhang. β
Wood's eyes narrowed: "You didn't look at Lord Zhang's Shang Fang Sword? That's the one who beheaded the faint king and the powerful minister! β
'You've heard too much of your kid's drama, haven't you?' Yuan Heizi, who had previously beheaded the handsome Phi Dao Mao with Shang Fang's sword, heard that the grass on the grave was one zhang high! β
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"Wood, you kid has the best brain, tell me, what does Master Zhang mean by bringing us to this mountain fort?" β
Wood's eyes deepened, and he shook his head slightly: "What are we doing with all these things?" Master Zhang will give food and silver, and we will work hard! β
Da Niu nodded and stopped talking. He pulled out the machete at his waist and began to wipe it, and he wiped it carefully, as if he was afraid of missing a place.
Wood glanced at him and said with a smile, "Now the war is all about bombarding his damn dog Tartars with the Furlong machine, and when you use this thing, I'm afraid it will ......."
Da Niu was a little disapproving, still wiping his machete, and said without raising his head: "I know that your kid likes to use firearms, but I like to use knives to cut." The sound of a knife entering flesh is something you can't experience in your life. β
At this point, the bull stuck out his tongue and licked the blade: 'Why don't you taste the blood?' This knife last time unloaded the shoulders of a two-tartar down! β
Wood coughed dryly, looked at the bull with contempt, and said, 'One day you will unload the shoulders of the tartar, and I will obey you!' Two tartars, pigs and dogs are not as good as things. β
Da Niu frowned, and seemed to agree with what Mu Tou said: "You said that those two Tartars are also Han Chinese, why aren't they afraid of dying and having no face to see their ancestors?" β
'How do I know, you have to ask his ancestors underground!' β
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While the two were talking, there was a sudden whistle.
The wood and the bull turned their heads in the direction where the sound came from, only to see a junior colonel shouting in a loud voice: 'Pan has always ordered, all the fucking hurry up and sleep for a while, and build a wall all night tonight!' β
Da Niu smashed his tongue and said with a wry smile: "Wood, sleep for a while, I'm still busy tonight!" β
Wood nodded, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyesβ
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On the first night of Tuanshan Fort, no one slept a single child, including Zhang Li.
In the previous battle at the Varsity Field, five of the guards were killed and twelve wounded.
I have to admit that the fighting power of Li Shoubei's subordinates is still quite strong, although they were caught off guard, and most of them surrendered on their knees, but the stubborn people still caused a lot of damage to the people who were tense.
The body has been hastily buried in Tuanshan Fort, and now there is a shortage of manpower, and it can only be reburied later.
The injured couldn't ignore it, Zhang Zhang bandaged all the twelve injured people and gave them medicine, and he was busy until the second half of the night, which was considered to be a good treatment.
The medicine in the pharmacy in the Ningyuan Acropolis was also bought out by Zhang Li, but it is believed that it will be purchased from Guangning or Shanhaiguan soon, and the impact on the people will not be too great.
Zhang Li was surprised to find that the largest chamber of commerce in the Ningyuan Acropolis turned out to be the Fan Chamber of Commerce.
However, Zhang Li didn't have the time to rectify them, so let's talk about it later.
Now, Zhang Li only feels dizzy and just wants to sleep well...... (To be continued......)