August 29 of the third year of Huaxia, July 25 of the seventeenth year of Hongzhi.

In the school field outside Ningbo, people from all walks of life and local civil and military forces gathered here early in the morning.

The Ming army has gone out on all occasions and will sacrifice the flag to perform the army.

Only the sound of the horn was heard, and Liu Daxia and Jin Ze walked side by side to the high platform that was erected, and there were two chairs on it, one of which was arranged at one time.

As the two of them sat down, the flag soldiers played the banner, and the various teams began to move.

As a horse galloped past with a big drum, the twenty-four drums suddenly struck the earth-shattering sound, and the team, which had been practicing for nearly two months, rushed into the open space of the school field in unison.

At first they walked slowly, shouting as they went, and when the drums intensified, their pace became quicker.

Spearmen with spears, swordsmen with broadswords, archers with bows and swords on their backs, musketeers with three-eyed guns and arquebuses, and artillery men with breech-loading guns at the end.

After all of them entered, the order flag on the lookout was turned, and Liu Daxia also took the opportunity to issue a few orders.

After these horses got the order, they immediately put up a dense defensive formation according to the requirements of the order flag, and scattered in all directions on one side, putting on an offensive posture.

Such a grand and strict military exercise, the Zhejiang civil and military forces present were all surprised, and they discussed one after another as if they were pointing out the country, with a satisfied smile on their faces.

"Yang He, you said that the soldiers are in a strict queue, which can be compared to the army in front of you?" Liu Daxia asked Yang Chengde on the side with a smile.

Yang Chengde had never seen a large army exercise before, and he was speechless in shock at this moment, and he muttered: "The advance and retreat of the people are only divided into three columns, so there are so many changes?"

"Hehe, what is this, the strong army of the nine sides can form a formation!" Liu Daxia smiled disdainfully, the army in front of him was a bit of a look, compared to the strong army he had seen, it was far worse.

Yang Chengde hurriedly said: "In this way, the soldiers are just a virtual appearance!"

Liu Daxia was faintly complacent, and he practiced in a hurry for two months, and it was enough to be proud of such results.

With the end of the formation drill, all the soldiers in the audience began to shout again, and the entire school field became boiling in this kind of shaking momentum.

The people are just barbarians, how can they be worthy of my great soldiers? This is the view of most of the civil and military forces here.

A banner was hoisted in a roar, and it sounded with the wind.

The shouting suddenly stopped, and more than a dozen prisoners who were used to sacrifice flags were escorted to the stage.

They shouted for injustice, and one of them even burst into tears: "My lord, spare my life! The villain is just the owner of a blacksmith shop, and he really doesn't know that iron was sold to the blacksmiths! ”

"Wronged! I don't have a pass, I don't have any business dealings with the people! ”

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Such shouts of grievances came and went, but the civil and military forces present turned a deaf ear, and Liu Daxia decided to cut off the pig iron trade of the Huang people when he started the war, so just three days before the war, he found more than a dozen "typical" and beheaded them!

This move can not only raise a batch of military salaries, but also combat the arrogance of merchants, and can also set an example for a hundred people, so as to achieve the goal of cutting off the pig iron trade.

As for whether these people are wronged or not, no official will care.

With Liu Daxia's order, the ghost head knives were waved together, and more than a dozen heads fell to the ground.

This kind of bloody scene made many civil officials hide their faces, but their expressions were quite excited.

Liu Daxia shouted, got up and said: "The people are provoking and arrogant!" That is, if you touch the face of heaven, you will be punished by heaven! Today, my soldiers, wait for the day, sacrifice the flag and exercise, and win the flag! ”

After that, the big drums sounded loudly, and all kinds of flags were waved.

With the end of the flag worship, people from all walks of life began to leave the camp one after another.

They drove out a long snake formation, and a team of men and horses rushed to Zhenhai Wharf in an orderly manner.

The commander of this trip was Kanazawa, who rode a tall horse and led his headquarters in the middle with great vigour.

Yang Chengde also followed aside, and he was temporarily ordered as one of the guides of this trip.

Although he was reluctant, he had to keep up, hoping that he would not be allowed to take the lead!

Half an hour later, the last team left the field, and Liu Daxia bowed to the north: "Please bless me Daming!"

The officials on both sides of the entourage also bowed to the north in unison.

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After dispersing, Liu Daxia also embarked on the journey back to Hangzhou.

The battle against Huang had been arranged, and there was no reason for him to stay in Ningbo.

He wants to sit in Hangzhou, control the three divisions of Zhejiang, and ensure that the follow-up food and salary can be continuously transported to Jinze.

After walking out of Erlidi, a group of people who stopped the sedan chair and shouted grievances suddenly appeared in front of him.

Liu Daxia suddenly felt unhappy, and after getting off the sedan chair, he found that more than a dozen farmers were crying out for grievances, and six corpses wrapped in mats were placed on the side of the road.

These people knelt on the ground, just bowed their heads and wiped their tears, and on a piece of white cloth, the word "Nuoda" was written in blood.

Long Junren, who was accompanying him, frowned, and Liu Daxia's face became extremely ugly.

After a long time, he stepped forward and said: "The old man is Liu Daxia, the governor of Zhejiang, if you have any grievances, you can tell them!"

The first person who cried bitterly was to kowtow three times and shout: "My lord, I am wronged! In our village, dozens of families are from nearby farmers, and last night a team of soldiers with foreign accents broke into the village, and they ...... They spoil the girl, and if they don't comply, they will be killed...... Good girl, they killed a dozen of them! More than twenty people were also killed, my lord...... The little people really can't stand this anger, so they ask the adults to call the shots! ”

Liu Daxia was silent, and before the army started, he would always be more lenient about the curfew. These ** will go to the free time before the war.

Although there are brothels and half-closed doors in the city, there will always be such people who like to commit adultery with people's girls.

"Master, why do they know about your itinerary?" Long Junren said suddenly.

Liu Daxia sighed and said in a low voice: "Naturally, it was the squire who told them that they were shouting grievances like this, and the squires were also behind them!"

"That'...... What should I do? ”

"If you are not right, you can't blame the squires for doing this!" Liu Daxia stretched out his hand and took the blood book: "This is also the sin created by the old man!"

"Go back, all of you! Pensions will be paid to you in the near future, please be considerate of the court, those soldiers have already embarked on a journey to exterminate the Huang people at this moment......"

"We are considerate of the court, but who will be considerate of us?" The man at the head cried sincerely, "My lord, we have been farming for generations, do we deserve our wives and daughters to be defiled by this ****?" They beat the people, but where are the people? Have you ever raped our wives and daughters? ”

This question was reasonable and modest, Liu Daxia's old eyes moved, he wiped a handful of tears and said: "Fathers and fellow villagers, you don't know who the Huang people are, but this governor can't wait for the Huang people to come to Zhejiang!" Otherwise, you will not be the only ones who will suffer! ”

"So please be tolerant of the old folks!" So saying, he bowed down.

"But on what basis do we deserve to suffer and sin?" The man at the head was angry, and so were the peasant farmers who accompanied him.

Liu Daxia was speechless, and after bowing again, he was expelled to open the way, and the silver for the bereavement was also distributed on the spot.

The complacency of Fang Cai disappeared in an instant, and Liu Daxia suddenly felt that even if he won the battle, could he change the situation of these people?

But he had to do it, if he really let the people sit big, and if he plundered the southeast in the future, he didn't know how many people would be displaced and their families ruined.

We are considerate of the court, but who will be considerate of us? This sentence was like a thunderclap, constantly exploding in his mind.

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