Mao Wenlong led a team of one hundred soldiers and appeared at the gate of the military camp again. Seeing the captain leading the team, Mao Wenlong asked him: "How is it? Is there anyone else who wants to go out?"

The captain took a sip inside and said, "Kill two of them who don't care about their lives, and the rest will stop. They are really a bunch of cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong."

Mao Wenlong just smiled, "That's good. If you have the thunderbolt method, then you have to show your bodhisattva heart."

So, he led a group of soldiers into the military camp.

The so-called military camp is appropriate in terms of slums.

The teaching ground should be flat, but it is full of potholes and stagnant water, as well as livestock and human excrement. There is actually a small path in this teaching ground.

Is it ridiculous? It’s not ridiculous at all, because the grass in other places has already been as high as before, and mice and wild cats roamed there from time to time. This is a military camp, not even a normal village or town street.

I don’t know what era the military barracks buildings were built in. They have long been in decay. The rows of buildings are tilted here and there. Some walls have holes exposed, and some roofs have collapsed, exposing the rafters and beams inside. You can see them here.

The situation in a dilapidated house.

Temporary shelters and the like were set up everywhere, blocking the originally designed passages for soldiers to enter and exit. From time to time, groups of children were running inside and outside. They had just eaten the food distributed from above and gained some strength.

There was also laughter inside.

There was smoke and smoke everywhere. Seeing a group of well-equipped troops rushing in, the whole military camp immediately exploded. Women and old people looked around for children playing, put them in their arms and pulled them into a house that had no protection at all, and then

After closing the so-called door, nervous faces looked out in horror through the holes in the wall.

Groups of men in ragged clothes, some looked like military uniforms of the Ming Dynasty, some looked like common people's clothes, and some were dressed like slaves. They were holding knives and guns with a wary look on their faces. Of course, most of them were wooden sticks. Slowly

Squeezing closer to Mao Wenlong's team, they were ready to use their last courage to protect the safety of the family behind them.

After leading the team to the middle of the so-called teaching field, Mao Wenlong raised his hand to stop his subordinates, and then told Wang Qiang: "Let them all come over, I have something to say."

There is no need to beat drums to gather generals, and it is useless to beat drums, because from that point of view, these so-called soldiers are not soldiers at all.

A group of so-called soldiers were summoned. They crowded together tightly and looked at Mao Wenlong with hostility. Because they had just killed two disobedient soldiers, these soldiers were already full of hostility towards the Fu Liao Army.

Mao Wenlong stood on a stool he had brought and said loudly and condescendingly: "A certain person is the commander-in-chief of the Fu Liao Army, the chief military officer of Dongjiang Town, Mao Wenlong."

There was no cheering or greeting, so the Han army just looked at him coldly, but fortunately, no one spat at him.

"First of all, I want to thank you for your riot, which allowed us to take Nanguan City without any blood. I will record your contribution."

At this time, there was a person below who yelled at Mao Wenlong: "Don't talk about useless things, tell the truth."

Mao Wenlong was more embarrassed. After coughing, he continued his topic: "I am grateful for your contribution, so I have promulgated the pension standard and will pay it to you now. At the same time, for the soldiers who participated in the riot, they will also be paid according to their rank.

Twelve taels of silver, and so on, will be rewarded on the spot."

After receiving this news, the "soldiers" below couldn't help but burst into cheers.

What can impress these people? Real money, righteousness, loyalty to the emperor and patriotism are all nonsense.

Boxes of silver were brought up, and everyone pushed forward greedily. Even their family members who were hiding came out one after another and gathered outside, hoping to know how much their families could get.

The white money was distributed in handfuls, and the previously numb people became intimidated. The military camp, which had been filled with tears, was filled with laughter again.

After the money was distributed, Mao Wenlong loudly announced again: "Fellow soldiers, I now announce your future fate."

After saying this, the soldiers who were still happy gathered together again, and a courageous soldier replied loudly and nonchalantly: "What else can I say? I will serve as a soldier for you and eat your food. If you are kind, I will

We treat you the same as your soldiers. If you don't like us and use us as cannon fodder in the next siege, we have nothing to say. We are born with this fate and we can't blame anyone. If you really want to blame, blame this old thief.

God, blame us for being born into the wrong ancestors, so that we will be military households for generations."

As soon as his words came out, the originally cheerful scene became dull and depressed again.

What he said is the truth. Everyone wants to have more soldiers. No matter Mao Wenlong at the beginning or the guerrillas now, they all took the refugees to make up their numbers. Of course, these real "soldiers" cannot be let go. Besides, everyone had

He is a military household of the Ming Dynasty, and his ancestors have been destined to be this cannon fodder for generations.

Mao Wenlong loudly announced a shocking news: "I now officially announce that you will return to the Ming Dynasty, but I will burn your military household registrations and officially release you as common people."

As soon as the news came out, the whole place fell into silence. Everyone looked at Mao Wenlong in disbelief, as if they were looking at a madman.

Mao Wenlong waved his hand and ordered someone to carry a broken box. There were the household registration books of these military households. When the Ming Dynasty ruled, this was a very critical file. After the Jin Dynasty came, no one took care of him. Now Mao Wenlong

He found it and wanted to do one thing - burn it in front of these military households.

A torch was lit in Mao Wenlong's hand. With a crackling sound, Mao Wenlong threw it into the military household registration box. With a bang, the rotten box was burned to ashes in a fire.

Seeing that the box was completely burned, the bold soldier who always liked to find faults was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he knelt down towards Mao Wenlong: "The Marshal Lord Wandai——"

"The handsome lord and lord, Wandai——" All the military households knelt down and cheered with tears in their eyes.

All their families knelt down and cheered together.

They didn't cheer when the money was handed out, and they didn't cheer when the money was accepted, but they cheered from the bottom of their hearts when the box where they had been imprisoned for more than two hundred years as a military residence was burned.

From then on, they can also use the money in their hands to buy land, they can also become landlords through labor, their sons can study for exams, and their daughters can marry into wealthy families. From then on, they can go out of the jurisdiction of their guards.

Go anywhere in the Ming Dynasty, and from then on, they are truly free people.

This is more important than giving them anything.

Mao Wenlong waited for everyone to finish cheering and announced again: "From now on, you are no longer military households and you are no longer soldiers. Now I announce that anyone who is willing to continue to serve as a soldier can sign up with me, but you must comply with my rules."

, you must go to Phi Island to receive three months of training. If you don’t want to be a soldier, I will give each brother a severance pay of ten taels of silver. Everything is yours to choose."

Boom, the people below were in a panic again. They really couldn't believe that this was an order from an officer of the Ming Dynasty. From this order, they really felt that they were no longer military households, but they were truly ordinary people.

They are common people.

"In the future, all Han troops who rioted anyway will be implemented according to this standard. I think that in this way, more Han people will return to the Ming Dynasty." Looking at the Han troops who freely chose to stay or go, Mao Wenlong decided on this
Chapter completed!