With Chen Zhongliang's order.

Suddenly, the people who spoke Hakka, Chaoshan, vernacular, and Gan dialects with various accents took off their sapper shovels from their backs and dug hard.

Although everyone has different accents, they can basically speak some broken official dialect.

So there is no problem with communication.

At the beginning of the establishment of Jifeng County, it had been working at the grassroots level in Lanfang for two years, and Chen Zhongliang, a native of Canton who was deeply excluded by the Hakka people who had the advantage in Lanfang and loved to hold together, suggested to the Yamen of the Landong Prefect and the Governor's Office.

Before the disruption, it was in the form of gathering in the form of clan blood and villagers.

The old social connection was completely disrupted, and a new tunken village was formed.

It is necessary to form a state that everyone is almost completely unfamiliar with, so as to avoid the situation that occurred before, in which the large newspaper groups bully the small sects, and the villagers with a dominant population bully the areas with a small population.

It was precisely this suggestion that allowed Chen Zhongliang to get the magistrate of Jifeng County - this can be regarded as an exceptional promotion, because Chen Zhongliang's fame is just a show, and he did not participate in the imperial examination again - mainly because the above did not let people go.

And it turns out.

Chen Zhongliang's method is very good.

After there is no problem of large number of newspaper groups, population predominance of regional groups.

Tunken Village carries out collective labor, benefits sharing, and self-management by voting.

Without the shackles of the old social order, under the new social form, this organizational form that is different from other local health centers in Lanfang has shown strong combat effectiveness.

There is no longer the support of the big clans.

When everything has to rely on itself, or everyone can only find the greatest common divisor if they want to apply for a group - Han people

can actually be more active and active than when everyone was with the same clan before.

After observing for two years, Chen Zhongliang came to the conclusion that surprised him, a Xiucai who also came out of the big clan: the big clan has maintained the original social structure, the original model of respect and inferiority, order and benefit distribution has been solidified, and the big house and the clan elders who have the right to speak can always occupy more.

In this case, ordinary people did not have much initiative and enthusiasm to carry guns to defend the cantonment area - so in the early stage, they all needed to rely on the Japanese military regiment hired by Emperor Zhu for expansion.

In Jifeng County, the method of "breaking up" clans was implemented.

The clan structure was dismantled.

A fairer "voting system" makes the distribution of benefits more fair and reasonable.

It also stimulated the people's desire to reclaim land - after all, most of the income from labor is now their own.

Meanwhile.

Fighting with guns on their shoulders is to defend their own interests, which also makes the people more enthusiastic to participate in this kind of encirclement and suppression against the natives.

Other words

Compare this to the clan, which is in fact a form of organization that is fraught with oppression and unfair distribution.

This kind of "everyone consults and comes", which seems to be a very simple tunken village system, has a more vigorous vitality and a stronger spirit of expansion!

These are all mentioned by Chen Zhongliang in a letter to his uncle Chen Tingxuan, who was the prefect of Guangzhou—his purpose is actually very simple, he wants to leave Lanfang and go to the mainland to develop.

Because in Chen Zhongliang's opinion, in Lanfang, the work will come to an end now.

The position of the prefect above is occupied by the Hakka people in Jiaying Prefecture, and he has reached the end of being a prefect, and there is no route to continue to seek progress, in fashionable words.

In Jiaying Prefecture, the Hakka power dominates Lanfang.

Chen Zhongliang, a Cantonese person, has encountered the ceiling of his professional career.

Want to break through.

The best thing to do is to get out of the environment.

However, Chen Xiucai doesn't have any backstage, and the only one who can give him a little help is the only one who can help him.

is also surnamed Chen, but in fact, Chen Tingxuan, the new prefect of Guangzhou, who is already far away from his blood relationship.

It's only been two or three months since the letter was sent.

Disappear off the face of the earth.

I don't know if this uncle saw it.

It's really nerve-wracking.

Just when Chen Zhongliang was thinking.

Behind him, more than 100 old peasants dug a circular trench very neatly.

After all, it's farming.

Talent is digging the dirt.

Chen Zhongliang, who was lying on the trench, was a little relieved.

Right now.

Sure enough, a group of local black skins with shirtless guns, machetes, bows and arrows and other weapons rushed out of the front.

Actually, it's not very dark, but it's darker than the Han Chinese, but it's whiter than the real black Africans.

But at first glance, it looks different from the Han people.

"I'm losing!"

Chen Zhongliang was taken aback.

Because the number of people rushing out from the opposite side is really too much.

It's too late to count.

Chen Zhongliang raised his musket and aimed it at a clothed leader about a hundred paces away.

Syllable!

Gunshots rang out.

The next moment.

The leader of the natives fell to the ground.

100 steps through the Yang! If he used a bow and arrow, Chen Zhongliang would be able to take the martial arts test of the Qianqing Dynasty.

But alas, he used a flintlock pistol.

Like him, who could complete a hundred steps with a flintlock pistol, there were more than 300 people behind him.

The sound of gunfire is the signal.

Soon.

Dense gunfire crackled.

The natives who rushed out of the forest staggered to and fro.

But the natives who were invaded by outsiders and driven into the dense forest, everyone continued to charge with hatred in their eyes.

Bang Bang Bang!

The indigenous warriors, armed with muskets of various colors, returned fire with their muskets.

It is imperative to fight the invaders to the end.

It shows the courage and courage of the Ming imperialists, which are written in the textbooks of later generations of Europa.

The real scene is with the leader being killed.

The natives, who had lost their command, began to fire their guns indiscriminately.

They shot from a distance, forming patches of smoke.

Sounds hilarious.

However, it did not cause any harm to the Ming colonists lying on the trenches at all.

"Reload! Load! Get a salvo closer! ”

The Japanese imposter samurai Tayama said loudly.

The Japanese samurai and the old Han Chinese peasants in front of the trenches stopped firing one after another, waiting to put their opponents in front of them.

The natives were very heroic.

Whimpering and screaming, he rushed to a distance of about twenty paces from the trench.

Accompanied by a dense burst of gunfire.

In an instant, the natives who rushed to the front seemed to be hammered with a heavy hammer, and the momentum of the charge suddenly stopped, and the dense crowd surging behind them became crowded and trampled.

Dozens of grenades were thrown, and there were horrific casualties in an instant.

The surviving natives screamed and retreated.

"I've been beaten so many times, and I'm still in a mess. I really don't know what's in these guys' heads? ”

Chen Zhongliang muttered.

Then the reload was done quickly.

Then he took out the tightly pressed rice crackers from his pocket.

"Hurry up and eat, they should rush again before dark, our people won't be there until tomorrow morning."

Soon.

Like Chen Zhongliang, everyone took out the rice cakes pressed with steamed rice and gnawed them, and special logistics soldiers lit a fire to boil water.

Everyone's faces were as usual.

As long as you withstand the first wave of attacks, there's nothing to worry about next.

Defend this trench.

If these natives don't retreat, wait for the Landong Mansion to send a large army of murderous Japanese samurai.

They can't walk if they want to.

In the evening of the same day.

The remnants of the group retreated deep into the forest.

And with the development of Borneo land by the Han Chinese.

The area of these dense forests where you can hide will inevitably become smaller and smaller.

Similar battles are often fought between the forests and fields bordering each other.

It's rare to have a battle of this magnitude.

Usually there are skirmishes between a few or dozens of people.

And with the advantage of weapons.

The casualties among the Han Chinese peasants were much smaller than those of the natives.

Under the trade-off.

It is not far off when the whole of Borneo is turned into "cooked land" and the indigenous people are said to be "banji" that is said to be very curative.

On the next day.

Chen Zhongliang led the brigade back to Jifeng County.

Jifeng County. It was supposed to be called Jifeng County.

It's just that if you want to set up a county, you can't call it such a vulgar name.

So it was renamed Jifeng.

Although it is said to be a county seat.

But in fact, it is just a few tulou enclosures, and the sun and moon flags are hung high.

In the surrounding fields, the seedlings have begun to tassel.

Farmers pump water from the river into their fields with water trucks to replenish the rice fields.

And if you look closely.

You can find out.

On the edge of every ridge where people work.

All with muskets!

When I saw a large group of people coming back with a human head.

The Han Chinese peasants who were doing farm work cheered one after another.

Obviously.

They fought again, and the chances of those damned wildlings coming and harassing their fields were a little lower.

After entering through the gates.

A woman with a stomach staggered up to her.

"Husband, I heard something unexpected this time? You okay? ”

"It's okay! What can happen, after a night in the wilderness, the Japanese samurai have been sent into the forest to pursue. ”

Chen Zhongliang looked at Xu Hongxia, who was pregnant and holding a fat boy who was more than a year old in his hand, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said.

Xu Hongxia was ugly and fierce, and she often chased him when she was a child.

If he had chosen her, he would not have taken her as his wife.

But it can't be helped.

He fell ill a few days after coming to Lanfang, and he came back to life under Xu Hongxia's personal care.

A yellow flower girl took care of herself for so many days without untying her clothes, and she also saved her life.

If she didn't give people a name, Xu Hongxia could only jump into the river.

Everyone is a fellow villager in Daling Village.

If this thing gets out, I'm afraid I'm ashamed to face the villagers.

And this is Lanfang, not in the mainland.

Xu Hongxia is a well-known "huntress".

If you are in a hurry, when will you give a shot in the back.

No way.

I can only grit my teeth and close my eyes, and turn off the lights.

Right now.

Riding westward ahead.

Holding a roll of yellow silk in his hand.

"Where is Chen Zhongliang, the county magistrate of Jifeng County?"

"The Son of Heaven has a will! Hurry up and go to the northern capital to face the saint! ”

When everyone heard this, their faces changed slightly.

Going to the Northern Capital?

That's how far away!

Everyone then looked at Chen Zhongliang again.

Tian Shanyue's face was delighted, and he said enviously: "Chen Zhixian, you are going to be developed!" ’

(End of chapter)