Wu Shiyi had never seen so many big people, he was so nervous that his scalp was numb, and his neck was a little stiff and he didn't obey the call. In the past, when he was in his hometown, the official who represented the government in the village was already a master in his eyes, even if he became Wu Wei's personal guard, he had only seen officials at the level of Li County Ling and Liu Baihu at most, and although Wu Wei himself was worshiped as a god among the people of Ansai, in fact, he was just a miscellaneous official in the bureaucratic system of the Ming Dynasty. And at this moment, the Chinese army tent of the governor of the three sides is brilliant, and there are many high-ranking officials and generals, and the lowest is also a guerrilla general, and it is also a military attache of the third or fourth grade, as for Liu Baihu, he is not qualified to stand here at all.

Lao Huang is older, a little supportive, according to the etiquette of meeting Yan'an prefect Zhang Bangyan, knelt down and kowtowed to Yang He a few times, although Wu Shiyi and Wu Fifteen are fierce and fierce on the battlefield, after all, they are only thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys, seeing this formation, they have already numbed their claws, but they are just learning Lao Huang's movements step by step. Yang He smiled warmly: "The three of you don't have to be polite, please hurry up." "He has a clear appearance and a gentle attitude, just like a prime minister, which makes people feel good at first sight. Seeing that he was so kind, the three of them slowly relaxed, not as nervous as they were at the beginning.

Yang He looked the three of them up and down, and saw that although they were full of dust, their expressions were cramped, and their fat jackets were all scorched black everywhere, but their backs were straight, and there was no ordinary flattery and flattery of officials and soldiers. Although the three of them are nobodies, there is a faint indifferent momentum between their gestures, Yang He has only had a similar feeling when he saw the veterans who have been fighting for years and have survived a hundred battles. Lao Huang among the three is older, and it may be a border soldier who absconded back to his hometown after the defeat in Liaodong, and the two teenagers behind him are obviously not yet mature, just a little half-old, this kind of resolute bearing is not commensurate with his age, but it is also a strange thing.

Yang He didn't know that the three of them were all healthy people selected by Wu Wei from the guards, and they all stood out after countless harsh training and battles, and although Wu Shiyi and Wu Fifteen were young, they were both orphans whose families were ruined, and they struggled for their lives after hardships in troubled times, and they were much more mature than their peers, except for being loyal to Wu Wei, they didn't value their own lives and the lives of others very seriously.

All three of them have ruddy complexions and strong physiques, which are very different from ordinary officers and soldiers. At this time, the officials and soldiers of the three sides of Shaanxi have been in arrears for a long time, and they eat a lot of bran porridge on weekdays, all of them are skinny and skinny, and there are vegetables on their faces, and only a few family members who enjoy special treatment can compare with their physique.

Unlike the official army, the Ansai battalion has a very sufficient logistics supply on weekdays, and the generals are treated equally, and they do not engage in specialization, even Luo Rucai, Wang Long and Yang Chengzu are in a pot with the soldiers. However, the soldiers have three meals a day, meat at meals, and military uniforms and uniforms are one set per season, and they will never be stingy, because Wu Wei is convinced that only by being well fed and clothed, and even getting higher treatment, can the soldiers maintain the sense of honor of professional soldiers, and an army with a sense of honor can maintain the intensity of rigorous training, bear the proportion of casualties far higher than the general level of this era, and be invincible with one as ten! Facts have also proved that the Ansai battalion has withstood the cruel test, even if the casualty rate reaches 10%, even in the face of the impact of tens of thousands of thieves and soldiers, not a single deserter has appeared!

However, everyone in the big tent, including Yang He, did not know this, everyone said that the three of them were strong and healthy because they were Wu Wei's cronies, so they didn't feel any difference, if they knew that the 3,000 soldiers of the Ansai battalion were so dumbfounded!

Yang He was amazed in his heart, and suddenly a relative of his own family stepped forward outside his tent, approached him and whispered a few words, only to see Yang He's face more relaxed, and said: "The 'two kings' have been in chaos for many years, poisoning the prefecture and county, and so far coercing the good people, even to 100,000 people! It is the will of heaven to die at the hands of three strong men today! "It turned out that the military judge outside the account had just come to report that the Ansai battalion had transported the bodies of the "two kings" and the heads of the thieves such as Gao Yingxiang and Wang Ziyong to the outside of the Chinese military camp for inspection in several carts.

It was confirmed that the culprit had been killed, and this time it was a great victory to suppress the thieves, seeing that his family was expected to enter the cabinet after returning to the dynasty, Rao is Yang He was old and serious, and the city was very deep, and he couldn't help but smile on his face. Lao Huang and the three of them didn't understand Yang Hewen's official words, but they also knew that they were praising themselves, and their faces also showed self-confidence.

The generals talked a lot, and the eyes that looked at Wu Wei were both envious and jealous. You must know that this time to suppress the thieves, Emperor Chongzhen personally paid out of his pocket and allocated 100,000 taels of silver to Yang He, raising the reward for each thief's head to 10 taels, and they were all cashed out immediately, and they were never in arrears! There are several bandit leaders with names and surnames, and the heads are worth from 100 taels to 1,000 taels! Looking at the formation of the Ansai camp just now, I am afraid that the army of thieves was defeated by it with its own strength, needless to say, all the wealth and goods looted by the thieves belonged to this surnamed Wu, isn't this an astronomical amount! That's not counting their first-level skills, this is like grabbing silver, how can this thief history be so good? Many people were silently thinking about the harvest of this Ansai camp in their hearts, and their eyes were red.

In fact, just a day ago, the generals also made up their minds to preserve their strength, and they didn't dare to enter, where was there any interest in "grabbing silver"? Now that the thieves have been swept away, if the great interests are all returned to others, everyone is not angry, sometimes people's psychology is so complicated, which is also the proper meaning of the question.

Even Wu Wei's boss, Du Wenhuan, the general soldier of Yansui, was very jealous of Wu Wei's gains, just now he made a mistake in his strategy, reacted slowly, and finally only killed and captured more than a thousand thieves. Although it can't be compared with Wu Wei, it has gained a lot. He is not like Wu Wei who still has to feed the captives, there are no real thieves on weekdays and he has to kill the good and take the merits, now where will he let go of the head worth 10 taels of silver in front of him, and the captives are all old camp bandits, unruly, it costs both food and manpower to take care of it, and it is thankless, where would Du Wenhuan do such a loss-making business, of course, he will take the head to exchange it for silver!

Speaking of which, Wu's harvest for this time is indeed huge, there are no less than 5 or 60,000 thieves, and the amount of property looted along the way is amazing, this battle, in addition to Du Wenhuan's share of a small part, the vast majority of the wealth plundered by the thieves, women, horses and mules, etc., actually belonged to him! Tens of thousands of thieves, except for a few who ran away with the Ningxia rout, most of them died or surrendered, and they didn't know how to calculate this first-level skill alone!

It's just that unlike what the generals imagined, Wu Wei will not behead all the thieves who surrender and receive rewards, for him, the value of a human life is far more than 10 taels of silver, even if it is an old camp habitual bandit, the living is more useful than the dead. He already has his own plan for how to deal with these thieves, and all he has to do now is to enlist the support of Yang He, the governor of the three sides! Make up for yesterday's chapter.

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