Today's meal was actually white rice, which made all the big-headed soldiers, including wood, really overjoyed - white rice was only eaten by Ning Yuanwei during the Chinese New Year.

After the soldiers devoured and had a good meal, a team of heralds shouted in a loud voice: "Captain Zhang of the scout team has picked someone, and those who have experience in not collecting at night are preferred!" The monthly salary is five taels of silver, a meal of white rice, and a meal of meat for three days! ‘

The wood was startled, and the eyes of the soldiers who were eating with him shot in unison!

It turns out that there is a purpose for eating white rice today--Lord Bingbei Dao first gave everyone an advance of white rice, which whetted people's appetites, and now what kind of scout team eats white rice, and can still eat meat for three days?!

Meat? It's been at least three years since Nima last ate meat......

Wood, Pimple, and Da Niu have no experience of staying overnight, so naturally there is no hope of being selected for the scout team.

The scout team only has a hundred people, and the guards brought by Lord Zhang himself have selected fifty people, and the other 1,000 or so people compete for fifty places, which is really too fierce.

Just as the soldiers who were selected for the scout team were cheering, and Mu and the others were depressed, Pan Jiang always shouted that the members of the musket team were selected - the monthly salary was four taels, and the white rice was also enough, but the meat could only be eaten for ten days.

But that's enough to make the wood and the others drool.

Muskets are wood's strong point, and he made the cut, as did Big Bull and Pimple, not because they used their firearms well, but because the others were so bad.

On this day, wood, lumps and big cows. Officially incorporated into the musket team under Pan Batian.

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Thirty miles northwest of Tuanshan Fort, there is a small peak, where a group of old bandits are entrenched.

Fan Dabiao, the leader of the bandits, was also from the border army before. Later, when the Qing army entered the customs in the second year of Chongzhen, he led a team of four or five hundred defeated soldiers to flee here. Started to be the king of the mountain.

The mountain king of Liaodong is quite hard, because there is nothing to rob.

It's not like there are so many villages and towns in the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty that can be looted from time to time, and almost all the places where there are people in Liaodong are military forts, how can Fan Dabiao and others grab them?

However, Fan Dabiao has his own way of survival, and he can bring a way to Tartar for half a year.

The Tartars are always able to strike with uncanny precision, and the leading party is indispensable!

At this moment, in the righteous hall on the mountain, Fan Dabiao, who has a round waist and thick arms, is discussing with the second master, Mi Fangming.

'Big boss, a group of officers and soldiers have recently come to Tuanshan Fort, where they are building walls and houses. It's a lot of movement! Mi Fangming, the second master, is a tall and thin man, with a pair of thief's slippery eyes flashing constantly, looking a little cunning.

Fan Dabiao, the big boss, was obviously a rough man, he frowned, and said helplessly: "The Dajin army only came to cut leeks a few months ago, and now it will definitely not come, and we can't gnaw on that mountain fort!" ‘

The title of 'Great Qing' was officially used in the ninth year of Chongzhen, and when Chongzhen was five years old, the national name of the Tartars was still 'Dajin'.

Mi Fangming nodded. pouted and said, "I don't know what the Dajin Kingdom means, even if it is a day, the third child should come back......

Before the words landed, an eager voice came from outside the Justice Hall: 'Big boss, big boss! ‘

Fan Dabiao and Mi Fangming were overjoyed when they heard the voice. They came out together.

The person who came was the ancient third of Xiao Cangfeng's three masters, and the ancient three shouted urgently when they met: "There is hope for us to join the Han Army Banner!" ‘

Whew, Fan Dabiao and Mi Fangming breathed a sigh of relief. I was overjoyed.

The Han Army Flag is quite similar to the Imperial Allied Army in the Anti-Japanese War, everyone understands.

Previously, Fan Dabiao had been begging Li Mingquan, the leader of the Han Army's Blue Banner, to 'absorb' his group. However, Li Mingquan didn't let go for a long time, obviously still didn't believe in himself.

A few months ago, Fan Dabiao led the way for the Tartars, and 'Sanguang' six or seven military forts around Ning Yuanwei. It can be regarded as a meritorious achievement, and afterwards Fan Dabiao sent Gu San to Shenyang to find a way to see if he could return to the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty.

Now that the ancient three say, 'There is hope', why doesn't Fan Dabiao like it?

"Third child, tell me quickly, what do you mean by the old man of Jin Guoda?" ‘

Mi Fangming handed Gu San a bowl of water, and Gu San turned his head and drank it.

After drinking the water, Gu San wiped his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a pair of big buckteeth were revealed: "Li Zuoling said, we performed well last time, and we have entered the eyes of his old man." It's just that now the Han Eight Banners are overcrowded, and his establishment is almost full......

As soon as he heard 'overcrowded', Fan Dabiao couldn't help but itch his teeth with hatred, and scolded angrily: 'Your sister's second tartar is so shameless to rush to go, and Lao Tzu is also a dog!" ‘

Mi Fangming smiled, gently exposed the 'language disease' of the big boss, and reminded: 'Don't be angry with the big boss, didn't the third child say that there is hope? What hope is this overcrowding? There must be dry goods! ‘

Fan Dabiao was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, and smiled: "The third child is not good at this, he always only talks half of what he says-let's talk quickly, how can he have hope?" ‘

Gu San laughed twice and whispered: "The masters of the Jin Kingdom also have some scruples about the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, and the number of soldiers is not much. However, Li Zuoling's cousin is Li Yongfang, and his old man is an old man who will be obedient to the old men of the Jin Kingdom in Wanli Year! Li Zuoling said that it would be okay for us to go over and defect, but-'

Fan Dabiao's heart hung in the air, and he eagerly asked, "But what? ‘

Gu San glanced at Fan Dabiao and said in a smaller voice: "Li Zuoling said, let's go with four or five hundred mouths, at least we have to bring ten times as many animals......

Fan Dabiao exclaimed: 'Ten times?' Bring four or five thousand livestock? Where are you going to catch this? Now those mud legs are all fine, and they are all hiding in the military fort! ‘

It turns out that 'livestock' refers to the people of the Ming Dynasty......

Mi Fangming's eyes narrowed, and after a while, he said viciously: "Big boss, outside the military fort, there are still some scattered mountain people. Let's not be too little, ten today, thirty tomorrow, and it won't be long before we can make up the number required by Li Zuoling. ‘

Fan Dabiao pondered for a long time, but he couldn't figure out any other way, so he could only nod: "Just do what the second master said, and tomorrow the brothers will start to search everywhere, and those hidden in the deep mountains and remote places will be caught!" ‘

'Yes! ‘

……

Night, pitch black.

Not far away, the thieves patrolling the main village of Xiaocangfeng had just walked over, and Zhang Li knew that he still needed to wait a little longer, waiting for the patrolling thieves to go to bed.

At this moment, Zhang Zhang personally led fifty musketeers and one hundred infantry members to lurk in the woods outside the Xiaocangfeng bandit camp.

It was already autumn, and it was the craziest time for the mosquito infestation, but it had been lurking for an hour, and the more than 150 people beside Zhang Zhang were stunned and did not make a sound at all.

They have been whipped and frightened!

At this moment, Zhang Li's thoughts flew a little far, the quality of the soldiers under his command was really not good, and he urgently needed training.

However, the regimental mountain fort was in ruins, not to mention the training, and even the barracks where they lived had not been repaired.

I planned several construction sites in Tuanshan Fort, but I couldn't start construction because of a serious shortage of labor.

So, tension requires a lot of labor.

There are two sources of labor, there are many bandits in Ning Yuanwei, many of them are defeated soldiers who fought against the Tartars in the past, and after these bandits who fell into the grass for Kou are exterminated, they can be caught and punished for hard labor.

The second is to recruit the people, but the exiles in Liaodong have become extinct, because they were all captured by Jiannu and sent to Shenyang as slaves. The only ones left are some mountain people living deep in the mountains.

There are a lot of them, but they are very scattered, and it is difficult to find them.

Even so, he sent a large number of people out to search, and a few days ago, he got the news that there was actually a group of bandits doing the same thing as him.

Nima, what about grabbing population resources?

Therefore, he brought men and destroyed them!

Only by freeing the soldiers from heavy physical labor as quickly as possible can systematic training begin.

Zhang Li glanced at a middle-aged man in his forties beside him with deep nasolabial folds on his forehead, he was his newly appointed leader of the teaching team, Wan Zhi.

This person used to be the county governor of Jinghai County, Beizhili, but later because of his uprightness, he was squeezed out by the officials and dismissed from the official.

After that, he joined the Sun Moon Pavilion and was depressed.

Among the 100 Sun Moon Pavilion experts he brought, this person has almost no friends, and he usually doesn't talk much, so his temperament seems a little withdrawn.

This is against their own appetite, and the teaching team needs such a person to be in charge.

Now that he has promoted him to be the captain of the teaching team, it seems that he is not wrong. Wanzhi is selfless, and many times he doesn't even give his own face......

After thinking about it in a mess, tension gradually reined in his mind.

Zhang Li licked his slightly shriveled lips and stared at Xiao Cangfeng's camp.

There were still a dozen bandits guarding the camp, and they were now sitting crookedly in front of the wooden fence and napping.

However, there are some rooms in the camp that have not yet turned off the lights, and I don't know the situation, so I need to wait a little longer for them to turn off the lights.

This gang of bandits has been clearly investigated, and it is said that there are four or five hundred people, all of whom are rabble.

Previously, some people said that these bandits once led the way for the Tartars and killed many Ming people, which was their own death.

Three operations are taking place at the same time today.

Gao Yuanliang took a part of his people to exterminate a group of bandits in the south.

He took the scouts to the west, where the Mongols had territory. The scout said that there was a group of Mongol Tatars in the vicinity, and it seemed that there were more than 1,000 Han Chinese slaves still in custody, so it was natural to need to investigate first and then make plans later.

He took Pan Batian's men to this Xiaocangfeng to exterminate this gang of bandits.

Zhang Li was slightly nervous, constantly licking his shriveled lips with his tongue, and wiping the sweat on his head with his hands from time to time.

The night was dark, the candles in the room in the cottage were extinguished one by one, and Zhang Li knew that the time had come. (To be continued......)