Beiyang new warlord

The sun was sinking heavily into the western sky, and their stomachs were growling with hunger. More and more people couldn't stay, and some came back after eating. Seeing that the group was still standing in line, they went back again. More people followed They went back home later, intending to come back tomorrow, and after an hour, less than half of them were still standing in line.

But Mao Jue hadn't come back yet.

Another two hours passed, and the night was almost completely submerged at this moment. There were more than 600 strong men, but now there are only over [-] left, and they are all simple and honest in the village. That part is still gritting its teeth and insisting on it, not daring to move.

"Xiao Chunzi, let's go! It looks like the general won't bring him here today. He is a nobleman who forgets things. What are we still doing here? Let's talk about it tomorrow?"

A man wrapped in a scarf and yawning lazily walked out, while turning his head and said that he seemed to be in the same village as him. Several strong men lost their patience and walked out, but his name However, a thin and small half-grown child stood there stubbornly all the time, not moving at all, the queue around him was already empty, a large area was empty and he was the only one left, looking empty.

After yelling twice and failing to call him away, the man with the scarf couldn't help but stop and turned his head, frowning.

"Xiao Chunzi, you should give up on this idea! Even if you stand all night tonight, the high officials will not come back. Besides, even if you choose someone, you still want a man like us, not you."

"Okay, what are you talking to her, a broom star who kills her parents? Be careful not to pass the bad luck on to you!"

Before he finished speaking, another young man from the same village impatiently grabbed the arm of the man with the scarf and dragged him outside.

He looked back pitifully, wondering if he was hungry, and the extra-big eyes of the thin and small man were also a little shaken.

But when he was hesitating, two creaking sounds suddenly sounded, and the man with the scarf just now and a few young men from the same village who went out together were suddenly shut outside the gate of the school yard, and then, a torch popped out , From the small building on the second floor of the barracks, more than 100 Mao Jue's personal soldiers surrounded him in two rows with torches. I don't know when he changed his helmet from the third-rank ginseng cotton armor and phoenix wings. Mao Jue, who was riding in the front on horseback, looked extraordinarily energetic.

It can even be called binocular light.

Qi Jiguang's selection of soldiers is that he does not want clever people, people in the market, and peddlers and ink officials. Such people will not only sneak away on the battlefield, but also persuade others to follow suit. A stinky fish spoils a pot of soup.

How is Qi's army's military discipline?According to legend, when Qi Jiguang had a military parade in Ji Town, he had something to leave halfway. It happened to be cold and rainy. Tens of thousands of Ji Town frontier soldiers all went to shelter from the rain. Only three thousand Qi's troops, who were thinner and smaller than the northern men, were like three thousand soldiers from Yiwu. Like a thousand statues, standing still.

This time, Mao Jue is also the method of General Xi Qi, to select the most reliable soldiers who can abide by his military orders. By this time, on the battlefield, these more than 600 people will stand beside him like stubborn stones, despite the wind and waves , not moving at all.

Looking at the scene in the school grounds, those young men who had just walked away and came back from eating nearby were all hurriedly slapping on the door panels, trying to sneak in and save something, but Mao Jue ignored them halfway. Next, he stared at the 600 people with hale and hearty eyes for a few seconds, and then said loudly.

"You guys are Lao Tzu Mao Jue's personal soldiers. From now on, if I have something to eat, I will never starve you, and if I have clothes, I will never freeze you! On the battlefield, cut off a head, I reward you with 30 taels of silver! When I am alive, you can all pat your chests and stand proudly, because you are the soldiers of Lao Tzu Mao Jue."

"Old Wen, take them into the barracks, rest, and register in the army early tomorrow morning, and give An family money!"

My nephew was happy, and Wen Meng was also a little bit happier at the moment, yelling and leading the new recruits who were still a little bit stunned just like Grandma Liu into the Grand View Garden. In the blue-gray two-story small building in the barracks.

The lime has not been freshly dry, and there are still traces of water marks on the walls. The rooms are empty, except for four bunk beds and a table for eating. Settle down these six hundred people first.

The thin guy was assigned to a lower bunk. Not long after he lay down, the snoring sound in the whole room was like entering a pigsty. His thin body sank into the soft cotton mattress, but this guy named Xiao Chunzi was tossing and turning and couldn’t fall asleep. , those big round eyes are full of excitement

Chapter 65. Both Grace and Virtue

Early in the morning, sharp whistles rang through the small military camp.

Last night, Mao Jue left these recruits until more than ten o'clock in the middle of the night, which was much longer than the time to fall asleep in this era. In addition, they were tired. This morning, many of them were thrown off the bed by the veterans kicking their buttocks.

But soon, these people became incomparably energetic again, really giving money!

In the feudal era, the landlord class firmly controlled the land and personal freedom. Regardless of whether this iron mountain is the territory of the Korean Kingdom or the front line, the villagers, military households, and Korean and Jurchen immigrants are all registered. The records of which fort and town it belongs to are clear. The generals of Dongjiang Town are the biggest landlords, and they firmly control the leaders of these subordinates.

Serving as servants to Mao Jue is also a kind of personal attachment. The household registration of these people is no longer even civil registration. It was drawn from the account book of Tieshan household registration and assigned to Mao Jue's name. The crops cultivated by their families The land of the guard was also turned into his personal private land by Mao Jue with a swipe of his pen. Anyway, these lands were not in the official land sequence before, and were all secretly embezzled by Tian Tao and He Momo.

Sergeant servant, this servant is not called for nothing. After signing this certificate, these more than 600 people will be regarded as Mao Jue's servants. The interests are bound together, and life and death can be shared on the battlefield. It is always bad to depend on others Yes, when the deed of sale was actually signed, some people still paused for a moment, but this kind of melancholy was fleeting. One side wrote down the name, and the other side immediately gave a stone of rice, two taels of money for the family, and two Set of new clothes.

Standing outside the fence gate of the barracks, a group of strong men who rushed over looked jealously like a rabbit, with hands like zombies, banging on the gate of the barracks, pushing the heavy wooden door weighing a hundred pounds. There was a rattling sound, at the door, more than a hundred soldiers under Pang Dahai's command moved out antlers, shields and everything, and stood up nervously.

"I don't accept it, I want to see Lord General!"

Squeezing in the front, Hu Meng roared like a bear, among so many people, he was the one who shouted the loudest.

Unfortunately, just like yesterday, Mao Jue didn't even look at them. He still paid his salary in such a slow manner, entered the roster until the sun climbed three poles, and all [-] Xinjin soldiers were entered into the roster and sent them away After going to the collective cafeteria on the first floor to eat, Mao Jue lazily arrived at the fence in front of the barracks.

"What's the mourning? What's the mourning? I have no rules in Tieshan? Those who dare to break into the barracks will be punished with one hundred responsibilities, and they will be sent to the ancient barracks to work hard for five years. Those who are still in the army will be punished with a higher crime and beheaded!"

In an instant, the more than 1000 chaotic young men below fell silent.

Of course, it is impossible to have this effect just by Mao Jue's voice. Following his voice, a hundred black firecrackers shot out from the top of the stockade.

If it was before, even the Ming army itself, many people would use this bird gun as a firestick, but since Mao Jue took office, he used the fire gun formation twice in a row to retreat from the enemy. The big guy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people now, the master's blunderbuss is blessed by the Dragon King of the North Sea, and it is really terrible to hit someone.

But after a second of silence, Tiger Meng's bear-like roar rang out again.

"I'm not convinced! General, you don't believe what you say!"

Turning around and stretching his arms, this guy shouted with distorted muscles on his face: "Yesterday, I was in this school ground. The general promised himself that we would all be soldiers! Now he has backtracked! The general is fooling us like this! In the future, why should the soldiers believe in the general? Follow the general?"

"That's it!"

A large group of strong men in the law is not responsible for the crowd also booed around.

"Hehe, did you hear what the general said yesterday clearly?"

Very Cao Cao sneered, and Mao Jue suddenly roared furiously.

"But why have you all forgotten the last sentence I said yesterday? This general issued a military order. If I don't come back, no one is allowed to leave! It's better for you all to treat this general's military order as a fart, Lao Tzu The recruits are personal soldiers! On the battlefield, you live and die together, with your virtue, how can He De be Lao Tzu's personal soldiers?"

"When will you learn to make such a mountain! When will you come back! Get out of here now! If you dare to make such a noise again, you will be killed without mercy!"

This is how the aura came about. Mao Jue roared, and his musketeers snapped again, and neatly ignited the match with flints. , The gate of the main camp, which had been locked up all morning, also opened with a hula, and the men and horses in the huge sea inside took their spears and whipped them up.

Still not reconciled, he covered his head with his two thick arms, and was hit by more than a dozen sticks. He was still yelling there, but when he turned his head suddenly, he almost ran away from behind, heheed fiercely, and finally , also followed into the running team.

This time Mao Jue was not just as simple as choosing his own soldiers. Through today's incident, he wanted to convey a message to the town soldiers of Tieshan, that is, the military order just now is like a mountain.

Listen to what Mao Jue said, and you will have good results. If you follow him against him, General Mao will have plenty of ways to deal with you!Under Lao Tzu Mao Jue's command, laxity is no longer allowed!

At this time, more than 600 newly promoted soldiers also finished their breakfast and gathered on the playground again. This time, Mao Jue didn't need to personally lecture, Su Changmei walked up to a group of people with a big belly.

"Did you see! The general here is like a mountain of military orders! No one is easy to use! From now on, you will all be the general's servants! The general tells you to kill you, kill you! The general tells you to run away! Who dares You disobeyed the will of the general and cut off your heads on the spot!"

"I'll give you one day to go back and settle down! At this time tomorrow, the general will see you here on time, and you won't come back! If you are late, you will be dealt with as deserters and wanted by the whole town, and you will be beheaded on the spot! Do you fucking understand!"

"Little understand!"

This is so serious, everyone couldn't help being shocked, and responded neatly.

"Get out now!"

Su Changmei waved his fat hand to the side very much as an instructor, and in an instant, 600 people ran towards their burden like a race.

The figure is really thin and thin, Xiao Chunzi, who can be crushed by a stone of rice, is sweating, shaking left and panting heavily, but his heart is still burning, and he staggers to rush outside. He didn't leave, but when he saw them coming out, he couldn't help showing envy. The man with the scarf wanted to go up to greet Xiaochunzi, but was pulled back by his partner behind him, sneering sourly.

"Stop shouting, he is now the general's personal soldier, how can he talk to us anymore!"

"Yo Yo! This General Mao is not very old, and there are rumors that he may lose his head in two days!"

This made people sneer, Xiaochunzi immediately showed a look of astonishment, and immediately felt a little bit unable to lift his head, but at this moment, a cold snort suddenly sounded from behind.