Chapter 273: Ambition and Survival
Also puzzled is Yan Xiangdong, this Governor Hu Dadu was born recklessly, and has always been known for his frankness and outspokenness, why is this speech today different from the rumored feeling.
Hu Dahai looked at Kong Mingde and Yan Xiangdong, who were impatient, and suddenly felt happy in his heart.
When he followed His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness the King to conquer the Quartet, what he hated most was dealing with local literati and scholars.
Those one by one can't speak well, they are all around, and there are four or five temptations hidden in a sentence, every time this kind of thing happens, Hu Dahai can't wait to escape.
But there is no escape.
Because these literati are all local snakes, and the local right to speak is in their hands.
If you want to subdue a place, you must appease these people, the emperor and the king of England must only meet with the local great literati, these small scholars, can only rely on this group of subordinates represented by Hu Dahai to communicate and appease.
Today, Hu Dahai faced Nankong, the leader of the world's scholars, and also remembered all kinds of unhappiness in the past, and the caution in his heart came up, and he embarrassed Kong Mingde once.
Seeing that Kong Mingde's face was becoming more and more confused, Hu Dahai's heart became more and more happy, and he still pretended to say on his face: "This Yinzhou is not restless!" ”
"There are Yin natives everywhere, and these natives are actually vulnerable if they really want to talk about it, but the key is that these Yin people are all cunning like rabbits, they can run and hide!"
"Every time my sons and daughters waste the boss's strength to exterminate these natives, in addition to getting some beast skins and wild fruits, the rest is a large number of fields, what do you say is the use of this thing coming......"
"Over time, the sons and daughters began to work hard one by one, and those Yin natives became more and more arrogant, and then there was a joke that it was just a mere hunting and five hundred knights with them!"
Kong Mingde suddenly flashed a glimmer of light in his mind.
This Hu Dadu Governor said Yinzhou bison for a while, and said that the natives were cunning for a while, and the two were not compatible, but Kong Mingde seemed to have caught something, but he didn't react for a while.
Yan Xiangdong, who hadn't spoken much next to him, was also frowning at the moment.
A few key words flashed in his mind, "bison", "indigenous", "field...... Yes!
It's "Field"!
Yan Xiangdong suddenly linked all these things together.
This Hu Dahai first implied that hunting was not a long-term solution, then said that they had difficulties in exterminating the natives, and finally implied that the natives had fields that could be cultivated......
Thinking about it again, as soon as Hu Dahai met with himself and others, he sent a lot of weapons......
Hu Dahai's meaning couldn't be clearer, he wanted the Southern Confucius people to help them exterminate the natives, and the reward was the arable land of the local natives?!
As soon as this conclusion came out, Yan Xiangdong was suddenly startled, and then felt ridiculous.
Let these literati go hunting, they almost lost their lives, and now let them go to war and kill, isn't it even more ridiculous?
Thinking of this, Yan Xiangdong couldn't help but feel a little lucky, he wanted to test Hu Dahai's true intentions again.
He cautiously smiled and said: "Dare to ask Governor Hu, are the indigenous fields that have been exterminated now ownerless?" If so, we want to go and plant, but we don't know where the fields are. ”
Hu Dahai raised his eyebrows, and looked at Yan Xiangdong with a smile: "Your Excellency is joking, these fields are all taken by the sons and daughters of the second and second columns, how can they be ownerless?" No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat......"
"Besides, those fields, about five hundred miles away, are all guarded by some of the sons and daughters who have changed their guards, and if you want to go, you have to climb mountains and wade rivers, and there are countless beasts and poisonous insects in the middle, and the price is too great!"
Preaching here, Hu Dahai said meaningfully: "If you want to have a field, you can grab it yourself, then no one can say anything, as far as Ben Jiang knows, there is a rather weak indigenous near here, and its territory is a lot of good land, but I don't know if the head of the Kong family can care?" ”
Having said that, what else does Kong Mingde not understand?
This is clearly Hu Dahai's people who want Nankong's people to exterminate the natives for him!
Thinking of this, Kong Mingde only felt bitter, and said helplessly: "I have no power to restrain the chicken, can I carry out the expedition?" ”
"Hey! The head of the Kong family is too modest! ”
I saw Hu Dale pointing at the North American bison that was roasting: "Without the power to tie the chicken, how can such a murderous thing be roasted on the fire?" ”
Kong Mingde really couldn't say what he was suffering at this time, but he still had to say: "General Hu, this bison is really a fluke......
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted impatiently by Hu Dahai: "That's it!" There are 300 people in your Nankong clan, and you can always pick out 80 strong, right? ”
"I will send the veterans of the army to train these fifty young men and teach them the art of battle formations, and when the army is formed, I will allocate another eighty non-commissioned officers of the Yinzhou garrison, a total of one hundred and sixty people, oh, the required armor staff, I have already moved it to you......"
"After more than ten days of training, you can form an army roughly, and when you can do that, you can conquer the indigenous savages!"
Looking at Kong Mingde and the others, who had already heard dumbfounded, Hu Dahai smiled and said: "Don't worry, when you send out the army, don't want your eighty young men to rush to the front, as long as you follow behind and kill some fish that escaped from the net!" ”
"In this way, exterminate three or five savage tribes, and you can officially form an army, and at that time, I will send some other exiled prisoners and subordinates, and with you as the main body, I will form a large hundred households with four or five hundred people, which will be in charge of conquering the natives......"
The more Hu Dahai spoke, the more energetic he became, and he didn't hide it, and he put out all his plans, but Kong Mingde and Yan Xiangdong's faces became more and more ugly the more they listened.
Eighty years old?
It's light!
There were only more than 300 people in Nankong, who were exiled to Yinzhou, and all the people from 15 years old to 50 years old were gathered, and there were only 80 people.
These eighty people are gone, and the rest are women, children, and the old and weak, so how can these people live?
Hu Dahai seemed to know what these two people were thinking, and waved his heroic hand: "As for the old and weak people in Nankong, don't worry, I will send someone to bring them back to the ship, there will be no shortage of food, clothing, food and clothing, and no one will harass them!" ”
Well, this is the hostage in his hands.
Now that the words have come to this point, those weapons, prey, and tents have also been accepted, what else can Kong Mingde say?
can only bow deeply to the end: "Nankong is willing to die for the governor of Hu Dadu!" ”
"Good! That's it! Pick out the eighty young men tonight, and tomorrow I will send an old soldier to teach you the art of battle!" ”
After saying that, Hu Dahai laughed and left, leaving only the Kong clan people standing in place worriedly.
On the way back to the ship, the deputy general couldn't help but ask Hu Dahai: "Dadudu, there are more than 10,000 prisoners exiled here this time, why did you choose this Southern Confucian people?" ”
Hu Dahai said proudly: "Well, there are many people in the Southern Confucian tribe, and there are three hundred people who have dragged their families with their mouths, who has so many family scrolls for the other people who were exiled this time?" ”
"I picked 80 young people today, and the remaining 200 old and weak women and children are all our hostages, and I am not afraid of their careful thinking!"
"Moreover, the people of Nankong are all scholars, and they are also the leaders of Zhejiang scholars, such scholars are ambitious, and they will not be rich and peaceful!"
Speaking of this, Hu Dahai's eyes brightened more and more: "As long as you are ambitious, things will be easy to do!" As they grab more and more fields, their ambitions will grow! ”
"When the time comes, we don't need to urge them, they will chase the natives themselves, and when they destroy all the natives, we can sit back and enjoy the benefits of the fishermen, why not?"
The adjutant general next to him listened, with a look of admiration on his face, and gave a thumbs up again and again: "High!" The Metropolitan Governor is really high! ”
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In the early morning of the next day, Hu Dahai sent 20 old soldiers here, and at this moment, the eighty young men of Nankong had also been transferred, and someone immediately sent the remaining old and weak women and children to the ship again.
The 20 veterans didn't talk nonsense, and immediately started training for these 80 young men.
From the very beginning of the order and prohibition, the military discipline began, and then the frame began gas energy training.
Now, can these pampered scholars suffer a big sin, usually they have experienced such a powerful physical training?
For a while, everyone was exhausted, including Kong Mingde, but he ran a few laps and collapsed to the ground!
That is to say, Yan Xiangdong's physical fitness is relatively much stronger, which is also due to the fact that he often does some housework at home on weekdays, but there are some good ones.
The performance of these Kong family members was all seen by these 20 old soldiers, and they suddenly became big and frowned.
Hu Dahai only gave them ten days, but judging from this progress, ten days is not enough at all!
In desperation, he immediately sent an old soldier to report to the ship.
Hu Dahai had no choice but to give another ten days, and after twenty days, no matter what the results of the training were, he had to ask these eighty young men to start a war with the natives.
With this abundant time, the 20 veterans finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As a result, the physical training in the first ten days was reduced by half, but even this was not something that these Southern Confucian people could bear, but it was finally better than before.
So, just like that, the hell training journey of the eighty Nankong Qingzhuang began.
Every morning is internal training, in the afternoon is weapons and battle formation training, and in the evening is to explain some basic common sense in the face of battle.
There are only three hours of sleep a day.
Eighty young men complained bitterly, but there was no way, their families were all hostages on the ship, and they didn't dare to run if they wanted to.
As time went on, and soon, the twenty days were finally over!
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It's a small valley, about thirty miles away from the last time the Nankong people held a "big barbecue".
At this moment, one hundred and sixty elites were already hidden outside the valley.
Eighty elite veterans, eighty Kong young and strong, all ready to fight.
If someone could sweep these one hundred and sixty elites one by one from a high place, they would immediately notice the difference between these people.
Those who whispered, even laughed and chatted about meat jokes, were all those eighty old soldiers.
Although they look relaxed on the surface, once the battle begins, they can immediately burst out with great combat power.
The rest of the Kong clan were eighty years old, but their faces were nervous and pale, and even their bodies trembled slightly, and their hands were holding their weapons tightly.
It's just that the weapon is held so hard by them that the palm of the hand is covered with damp sweat, and from time to time they have to hand over the weapon of the right hand to the left hand, and then wipe the sweat off the palm of the right hand.
This is also the attention point given to them by those veterans, on the battlefield, there is too much sweat on your hands, and it is very likely that you will not be able to hold the weapon, and if you lose your weapon during the battle, you will basically die.
"Whew!"
Yan Xiangdong took a deep breath and spit it out again.
He was a little nervous, of course, it would be false to say that he was not nervous at this time.
After all, in the past 30 years, his identity has always been a scholar who has read poetry and books, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the only thing that has something to do with dancing knives and guns is probably to cut some radish and cabbage when he cooks for himself.
Now it's a good thing, since I came to this overseas Yinzhou, I almost lost my life by hunting bison, and I'm about to kill someone!
I'm a scribe, why did I become the stinky hill I hated the most?
Yan Xiangdong can only sigh at the tragedy and trickery of fate.
"Xiangdong, don't think about those who have or don't, now we can only mention other things if we live first!" I don't know when, Kong Mingde quietly came to Yan Xiangdong's side, and he seemed to see Yan Xiangdong's inner torment.
Since being exiled to the American continent, although Yan Xiangdong has always been giving ideas to the Southern Confucian people to survive, it has to be Kong Mingde who has changed the most in terms of mentality.
From that night, after burning the annotated manuscripts of Confucian classics handed down from his ancestors, Kong Mingde's mentality began to show signs of change.
And that day, when he was worried about Nankong's future survival, he basically began to completely put down the shelf of the descendants of the saints.
It's not that he has forgotten his ambition to rebuild the saint's sect, but he just put this ambition aside for the time being, because at this moment, with his strength, with the strength of the Nankong clan, he can't accomplish this ambition at all.
Accumulating strength is the most important thing they should do at this moment.
Yan Xiangdong sighed secretly and nodded invisibly, now it can only be like this.
At this time, the hour was almost noon, and the smoke of birds and birds began to rise in the valley, and everyone was suddenly refreshed.
Obviously, this is the beginning of the meal for the natives.
In countless encounters with the natives, the Ming garrison also discovered the weaknesses of these natives.
The most obvious thing is that every time they eat, the vigilance of these natives begins to drop dramatically.
Because in the attack between the tribes of these indigenous savages, if one side rises smoke, then the other side cannot attack, this is the default unspoken rule of all natives.
But obviously, the Ming garrison did not recognize this set.
Seeing that the eighty old soldiers instructed the Confucian family to guard the mouth of the valley, they tiptoed into the valley.
Looking at the old pawns whose backs were gradually disappearing, all the Kong clan youths couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and subconsciously tightened the weapons in their hands.
Among these eighty young men, there were twenty crossbowmen and fifty spearmen.
The place where they were ambushing happened to be behind a huge bluestone, directly facing the valley mouth, about thirty paces or so.