From the first year of Chongzhen to the sixth year of Chongzhen, Shaanxi has been plagued by natural disasters.

The scope of natural disasters has also continued to expand, from the original northern Shaanxi to the whole of Shaanxi.

Years of natural disasters, the inaction of the imperial court, and the increase in dispatches, layoffs, and arrears of wages have made the civil revolt more and more intense.

The war is endless, the beacon fire is endless, the wolf smoke is in the sky, and the eyes are full of devastation.

Natural disasters, bandits, military famines, for so many years, Shaanxi has long been dilapidated.

None of the ordinary people who are still alive are not suffering, but are struggling to survive at the bottom.

There have been no large-scale natural disasters in the past two years, and finally enough rain has fallen from the sky, and I can see that I can live again.

But...... The Rogue is here again......

During the Apocalypse, the usual price of rice in Shaanxi was only about one or two per stone, but now, it has more than tripled or fourfold, and there is still no market.

In the famine years, grain merchants hoarded and lived in strange places, and rich families took the opportunity to annex land and buy slaves and maids.

The best fertile land can be sold for less money than the usual lower fields in a disaster year, and two or three buckets of rice can buy a living person.

Anjia gave out seven buckets of rice, enough to eat for many days, and some people in the crowd were panting and a little moved.

Chen Gong dragged the war horse to the left and right, his eyes scanning the people around him, he was observing the expressions and movements of these people.

"When you become a battalion soldier, you will be paid two taels of silver a month, which is absolutely sufficient, and there will be no deductions, and there are supplies in the army for food and drink, and all the salary and silver can be saved."

"There is also a reward for killing thieves, and it is not a problem to fight for a few years and buy dozens of acres of fertile land."

Chen Gong patted the Yanling knife on his waist, and his tone was full of demagogy.

What he says is true, but it's not true.

Although there is a lot of silver and a lot of silver, it also needs to be spent.

The war is imminent, and these newly recruited homeless people will not be able to train for long, and I am afraid that they will have to fight the thieves.

When the time comes, the battle will definitely be as the front army, and there will be people in the middle and rear armies to supervise the battle, and I am afraid that after a few major battles, I am afraid that there will be seven or eight percent of the casualties, and even one out of ten will be difficult to survive.

The settling-in fee for those buckets of rice is the money to buy a life......

The commotion in the crowd began to grow slowly, but no one stepped forward, and many people were still worried.

A homeless man with a slightly rickety back hesitated and raised his hand, and everyone's eyes were also attracted.

"This military master, when you become a soldier, you have to fight, we are not afraid of fighting, if you are injured and disabled in the war, and you are killed, what will the mother-in-law doll do."

The homeless man spoke the dialect of Shaanxi, which was a little jerky and difficult to understand, but at the beginning, Chen Gong also followed Cao Wenzhao to Shaanxi to calm the chaos for a period of time, and he could also speak some Shaanxi dialect.

"Our chief general is now the second-grade official of the court, Cao Wenzhao, the chief soldier of Datong, you should have heard of it, right?"

Chen Gong's words fell, and once again set off ripples in the surrounding crowd, and a buzzing voice sounded in an instant.

There may be many people in Liaodong who don't know who Cao Wenzhao is, but in Shaanxi, especially in Guanzhong, almost everyone has heard of Cao Wenzhao's name.

Cao Wenzhao led the army in Shaanxi after dozens of battles, capturing and killing dozens of thieves, beheading more than 36,600, and the injured thieves were not counted, and their reputation was enough to stop children from crying at night.

"Those thieves can't wait to run away when they see me, where do they dare to fight?"

"It's really forcing the real knife and the real gun, the injured and the disabled still have a pension of silver, and the pension is ten taels."

"If there are children, the court is responsible for feeding them until they are fourteen years old."

The corners of Chen Gong's mouth rose and he smiled.

"I'll tell you first, I'll only recruit 370 people, and I won't want it if the selection is full."

"At the moment, there is chaos all around, and the rogues are wandering everywhere, staying outside the city, maybe they will be killed with a knife when they encounter the rogues, but if they don't kill them, the fields will be gone or there will be a great drought for a few more years, and there will be no food, so they can only starve."

Chen Gong arched his hand and continued to agitate.

"Entering the camp as a soldier, with a knife in his hand and food in his belly, gritting his teeth to give him a future, Bo him a wife and a son, and returning to his hometown with wealth and wealth, wouldn't it be happy?!"

"As long as you become a battalion soldier, Lord Zhizhou has allowed it, and the mother-in-law and the doll can live in the city first, and the city will also give porridge."

Chen Gong's last sentence successfully stirred up the crowd.

"If you want to be a soldier and eat meat, come here and line up, and leave your name one by one."

Chen Gong raised his horsewhip and pointed to the square table that had just been set up on the side.

Chen Wang had already dismounted, sitting behind the square table, the paper and pen on the table were spread out, and someone had already begun to grind.

The characters used in the Ming Dynasty are not much different from the traditional characters of later generations, and the original body also knows a lot of characters.

Therefore, Chen Wang did not bring the paperwork out, but prepared to register by himself, and he had to recruit this batch of soldiers in person.

"If you want to drink porridge and eat meat and enlist in the army, you have to line up, right here."

"If you don't have this idea, you will disperse, don't bother me and wait for recruitment."

Chen Gong raised the horsewhip in his hand and waved it suddenly, and the horsewhip made a soft sound in the air, and everyone who was frightened retreated.

Seeing that Chen Gong was in control of the situation, Chen Wang raised his hand and pressed it gently, and after the order was given, several cavalrymen behind him all drove their war horses, brandished their horse whips and began to drive away the people who surrounded them.

Then, a captain with a small flag led a group of soldiers to disperse, roughly marking a passage.

The surrounding homeless people all stepped back in fear, not daring to gather around the cauldron any longer.

Chen Gong returned his horse and returned to Chen Wang's back.

Chen Wang sat behind the square table and looked at the crowd around him.

Soon, the first recruits appeared.

A homeless man walked out of the crowd, his back bowed slightly, although there was fear on his face, and he walked slowly, but his footsteps still did not stop, and he walked in front of Chen Wang.

Chen Wang's gaze swept up and down the person in front of him, the person who applied for the recruitment was ordinary-looking, dark-complexion, and thin, but his skeleton was quite large, and his height was not low.

The man's gaze traveled all the way, most of the time looking at the cauldron in the center, obviously very hungry.

Walking in front of him, the homeless man bent his waist, lowered his head and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked worriedly.

"Master Jun, I want to give it a try, you see if I can be a soldier."

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Changshou"

"Is there anyone else in the house?"

"It's gone, there's no one else at home, I'm the only one left, I was affected by the disaster a few years ago, and my aunt and doll starved to death."

Chen Wang knocked on the table in front of him.

"Reach out and place your palm up on the table"

Zhou Changshou didn't know why, but he still stretched out his hand.

Chen Wang glanced at Zhou Changshou's hand, then withdrew his gaze, raised his pen and wrote Zhou Changshou's name on the paper and a wooden plaque on the table.

"You remember one thing, when the official asks you in the future, you can say whatever you ask, and you don't need to say anything superfluous."

Chen Wang said as he wrote, although Chen Wang was already as gentle as possible, he was still so frightened that Zhou Changshou didn't dare to speak, just kept nodding his head.

Chen Wang picked up the wooden plaque with his name just written on it, moved it forward a little, and moved it to Zhou Changshou's hand.

"You passed, take the badge and drink porridge, don't grind the words off."