The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

"It's a benefit of the military system reform!" Huang Gang said calmly: "Mr. Yan Ge has purchased generous war insurance for our front-line sergeants. Once we are captured, killed or disabled, the insurance companies of the three major banks will , will compensate our family, a lot of money. For example, I... I am the commander of Xuancheng, a general of the fifth rank, so according to (good Li Zhao) according to the rules, my commercial insurance compensation is not too much, and I will pay for death in battle The gold is only about 2000 taels. Including the pension given by the court, the total is about 3000."

"What?" I replied with trembling hands.

die in battle?And compensation?

For the Mongols, whose lives are as dead as lights, this is simply a fantasy.

The point is, this Huang Gang is just a mere person.

After he died in battle, the compensation his family could receive was as high as 3000 taels?

Then, the entire Xuanda defense line has a total of 10,000+ Ming troops, how much should the overall cost of the Ming Dynasty be?

At this moment, An Dahan felt that his head could not count.

This money, at least hundreds of millions, right?

I answered Khan with one more question in my mind:

Do you have money...

Can you really do whatever you want?

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Chapter 1588 If you are rich, you can really do whatever you want [2]

"However, even if Daming gives 3000, it's not as much as my side." I replied that Han pretended to fail, eager to save face, and came up with another reason: "My side is all gold! A full 1 Two!"

"Oh? Is 1 taels a lot?" Huang Gang had a half-smile expression, like a local tyrant looking down on a pretentious poor boy: "But the 3000 taels I just said is also gold!"

"..." I Dahan felt the deep malice in this world!

Huang Gang smiled with an expression of "you can really do whatever you want if you are rich", and said indifferently: "I didn't make it clear just now? Our Daming is rich and willful now, so the pensions of frontline soldiers and commercial compensation are all Gold settlement. If I unfortunately die in battle, my family can get 3000 taels of gold, converted to 3 taels of silver. So-so, anyway, in the future, my grandson will have enough to eat, drink, and go to college..."

"..." I replied that Khan was completely confused.

I want to lure other Ming generals to defect and surrender with a lot of money, but the amount of gold they get is three times less than the insurance compensation that Yan Song bought for each Ming general...

We Mongolia, is there a way out?

"Don't talk nonsense!" I answered 320 sweats with my self-esteem damaged, my mentality collapsed, and I roared, pointing to the tens of thousands of Daming prisoners outside: "You mean that each of them will be able to pay tens of thousands of compensation to the Ming court if they die in battle. Money? Can Daming afford it?"

"Of course not everyone!" Huang Gang said indifferently: "As I said, the insurance amount and compensation amount are determined according to grade and military rank. I am a fifth-rank military officer, so I only have 30000 taels. They are all big soldiers! A life is not worth that much."

"Huh!" I replied with a "Then you are still pretending" expression, and sneered.

"However." Huang Gang had an angry expression on his face, as if looking at a poor guy, and smiled: "Their minimum compensation for death in battle is also 100 times the military salary. The frontier army is bitterly cold, and the minimum military salary starts at 20 taels. So The most impoverished big-headed soldier here will be compensated with 2000 taels of silver when he dies. This amount is enough to buy 100 mu of high-quality paddy fields in Daming.

"·····" Altan Khan once again felt the contempt from Yan Song, a local tycoon of Ming Dynasty!

The poorest leader, (bdae) is worth 2000 silver per life!

You know, many Mongolian nobles have worked hard and robbed all their lives, but they don't have a net worth of 2000 taels of silver.

Daming, a local tyrant, is the greatest harm to the poor.

The Mongols around them lost their eyesight, and their morale began to fluctuate.

Their three views have completely collapsed.

Whisper.

"What he said couldn't be true?"

"I suddenly felt that being a Mongolian is really miserable."

"If you have money, you can really do whatever you want!"

"I said that these Ming border soldiers are not afraid of death. Even after being captured, some of them will take the initiative to provoke our people. No matter how we threaten them, they are not afraid... It turns out..."

"One of my cousins ​​was grazing on the border of Daming, and he suddenly joined the Ming army a few days ago. I thought he was out of his mind. It turns out that Daming's welfare is so good... woo woo woo, I'm dead, my wife Children can only remarry!"

"It turns out that the Ming army still accommodated the Mongols? Why don't we all secretly go to Daming together!"

"That is, let's join the Ming army together, and then find a way to fight against Mongolia. If we die, we will make a fortune!"

"By the way..." At this time Huang Gang said again: "I just said the compensation for death in battle. If you just captured us and didn't hurt us, then we won't get a tael of silver...so! "

He showed an embarrassed yet polite smile: "For the sake of my descendants, I can be prosperous and rich, please hurt me!"

The captured Daming frontier soldiers shouted one after another.

"Yes! Mongolian Tartar! Give the uncle a knife in the neck!"

"Damn it, I calculated it, and the compensation is more than 4000! It's enough for my son to buy more land, renovate the house, and marry Bai Fumei! Tartars kill me quickly, don't delay me from getting rich!"

"I have never felt that my life is so valuable? It is worth it! Hurry up and kill me!"

"I go first! I go first!"

"I heard that if you are judged as a hero, you can get a little more benefits. Shit, if you tartars don't kill me, I will fight with you! Look at the trick!"

"That's right! If you don't kill me, I will lose this once-in-a-lifetime chance to make a fortune! Work hard!"

"Brothers, this kind of opportunity to die in battle is rare. We only have compensation for death in battle. Suicide is considered fraudulent insurance, and there is no compensation. Fight!"

Outside, the Ming captives mingle with the bewildered Mongols.