Lao Zhu successfully changed his name, and he felt like he was starting a new life again.
This is indeed the case. In the past, the names created by adding up the numbers represented the humiliation of the oppression of the Han people. Now that we are throwing away our burdens and moving forward with our heads held high, is there any reason why we should not be happy?
Xu Da, Hua Yun, and all the descendants of Huaixi are like this!
It's time for a big fight... what the hell!
Would it be cool to change your name?
That is dreaming.
What needs to be done now is to help these farmers quickly adapt to life in the military camp.
The first thing is to improve the appearance.
It's absolutely not okay to sniff like Hua Yun with a big nose, but Hua Yun is not convinced, "I'm used to it, this won't stop me from killing people!"
"It's delaying you from becoming a famous general!" Zhang Ximeng suddenly laughed and said: "Zhao Zilong is a good person among people, do you want people to say that General Hua is slovenly?"
Hua Yun was stunned for a moment, screamed strangely, and rushed to wash up, for fear of falling behind.
After they changed their appearance, Zhang Ximeng explained to everyone again.
"First of all, letting everyone wash up and look decent can improve a person's spirit. When people look at us, they will envy us and dare not look down on us. As a martial artist, we need to breathe like this, a high-spirited breath.
. Only by striving to be the first in every situation can you advance indomitably on the battlefield."
"Furthermore, if you wash yourself cleanly, you can avoid many diseases, develop good living habits, and be less prone to diarrhea. Don't think that only swords on the battlefield can kill people. If you are not acclimated to the climate, you will contract diseases, plagues, and dysentery, and you will die from them.
There are many more soldiers than died under the sword."
As Zhang Ximeng explained, everyone listened patiently, especially Xu Da, who was particularly attentive and engraved every word in his heart.
Zhang Ximeng also popularized the health regulations to them, saying that in the army, there must be rules for walking, sitting, lying, eating, drinking, and defecating. Everyone happily took note of it.
Then comes the practice.
Zhu Chongba personally took care of this matter. He worked hard with the big guys and practiced bow and horse riding and shooting without any ambiguity.
Zhang Ximeng also wanted to recommend the military training content of future generations to Lao Zhu, but when he saw it, Lao Zhu practiced much harder than the military training. He held a bamboo stick in his hand to see who did the wrong thing. If nothing else,
First a stick.
In his words, it must hurt before you can remember it. The longer the pain lasts, the clearer your memory will be.
Zhang Ximeng shrank his neck and left the camp quickly. He decided not to join in the fun anymore. It was good to be the secretary of the army honestly. His little arms and legs couldn't hold up Lao Zhu's stick.
Zhang Ximeng's main task is still to settle accounts and use good tactics. From the beginning, various factions have started to fight over the budget. After dozens of episodes, the matter cannot be solved at all, and only a pile of chicken feathers is left.
It's reality.
In the fantasy plot, the young master comes out of the mountain, surrounded by countless masters, countless money, and countless intelligence. With a wave of his hand, he can overthrow the important officials of the court and evade the imperial power. He is indeed an unparalleled talent.
Obviously, Zhang Ximeng lives in reality and has to worry about daily necessities.
Taking advantage of the great defeat of the Yuan army, he robbed a large sum of money.
Zhang Ximeng originally thought it could last for a year and a half, but when it really started to operate, he discovered that it would only last for a month or two at most.
These pot-bellied men are simply a bottomless pit.
Take Xu Da, the most elegant person, for example, he can eat five or six fist-sized buns and drink two large bowls of vegetable soup. Others are never full...
The soldiers are like this, and the prisoners are not easy to get rid of.
In particular, we must arrange for them to dig trenches, build forts, and have at least two meals a day... Of course, they can also be given less, or even starve to death from exhaustion.
It's just that Zhang Ximeng has his own plan. Once the prisoners are used, they will be the strongest source of supplementary troops. He will observe during the work and select those who are honest and willing to work. When the next step is to expand the army, they will be added.
They are basically reserve soldiers.
After all the calculations, there is no way to save, so the only option is open source.
At present, apart from raiding the powerful, the only thing left to do is to get food from Huaiyuan.
Zhu Chongba asked for two thousand stones of salt from Guo Zixing, and then Tang He took him with him to Huaiyuan in exchange for grain. This business had been going on for a long time.
How was Tanghe's harvest?
"In exchange for twenty-three thousand stones!"
Tang He reported the good news to Zhang Ximeng. Zhang Ximeng was also shocked, "How can you make such a profit with more than double the profit?"
Tang He nodded... Huaiyuan was located in Bengbu in later generations, close to the Huaihe River. The land was fertile, irrigation was sufficient, and the grain output was quite large.
In comparison, Haozhou suffered from famine for seven out of ten years, and it was really not as good as Huaiyuan to beg for food. However, Haozhou also had an advantage, that is, the salt transported along the Huaihe River was often concentrated in Haozhou.
It is then trafficked upstream.
This led to a situation where Haozhou exchanged salt for grain from Huaiyuan.
But due to the rise of the red scarf, this business was interrupted.
Both sides were suffocating enough.
If you go there with soup and salt, you will naturally be able to get more food than before.
"The superior has been wandering outside for three years... He knows it very well. That's why he asked Marshal Guo for two thousand stone salt bars. We have taken a big advantage!"
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "My lord is very far-sighted, needless to say. But there are also Yuan troops stationed in Huaiyuan, are they really willing to put the food over?"
Tang He suddenly laughed, "Little sir, you have hit the point. Do you know who is guarding Huaiyuan now?"
"who?"
"Toru nohana!"
Hearing these four words, Zhang Ximeng didn't know what to say. Why is he still there? Didn't Yuan Ting do anything to him? Did he still keep this person and continue poaching the Yuan Dynasty?
Zhang Ximeng really wrongly blamed Yuan Ting. It wasn't that Yuan Ting didn't want to deal with Cheri Buhua, but that no one could clean up the mess... Jia Lu's 100,000-strong army collapsed, and he and Lu Anmin were captured.
Yue Gechaer fought hard, but he was surrounded by Peng Da and his son. After a hard fight, he lost his life. Peng Da beheaded Yue Gechaer, and then he showed off his power and planned to become king.
On the contrary, Che Li Bu Hua was the fastest runner. When he realized something was wrong, he led his confidants to run away first, and then gathered his troops one after another.
When he arrived in Huaiyuan, almost 20,000 people had gathered.
He thought about it for a while and then wrote to Yuan Ting, saying that Jia Lu was seriously ill and Yue Gechaer was brave and reckless, which led to a tragic defeat. Despite this, he turned the tide and fought to the death to save 50,000 elite soldiers.
Now he is recuperating in Huaiyuan and gathering strength to regain Haozhou!
Of course, his power is limited. If the imperial court can support him with some troops, horses and food, he would be very grateful.
It has been less than a month since Jia Lu's defeat, and Yuan Ting has no idea what happened, although Cheri Fuhua's words are not so credible.
But after all, he is still alive. If you don’t believe him, who can you believe?
Therefore, Yuan Ting gave an order to Cheribuhua, asking him to be on guard and not to lose Huaiyuan.
Cheri Fuhua was overjoyed to have saved a dog's life.
But when he thought about it again, he was afraid again.
The court doesn't blame them, but the big guys in the Red Scarf Army are not easy to mess with?
What would you do if they came to kill you?
He claimed to Yuan Ting that there were 50,000 people, but the actual number was less than 20,000.
But if you think carefully, you will find that the 20,000 people are just on paper.
Their origins are complicated, they have subordinates of everyone, and there are also many civilians. These people don't listen to Cheribuhua's orders at all.
If the red scarves come to kill them, they will definitely run away.
If he fails, he will be arrested and sent to the red scarf to receive the reward.
"Little sir, this time I went to do business, but a letter was sent to me by one of Toru Nohana's subordinates."
He said and gave the letter to Zhang Ximeng.
Zhang Ximeng paused, "Have you told the lord?"
Tang He smiled, "Do you dare not to say it? The higher-ups are unable to attack Toru Nohana now, so they plan to throw him aside. As long as we can continue to do business."
"oh!"
Zhang Ximeng then opened the letter and read it again and again.
Cheribuhua's attitude is very humble, roughly speaking, the world is so beautiful, why bother to go to war, hug together, and sing peace until we are full, do you think it is okay...
Zhang Ximeng looked at it for a long time, rolled his eyes, and suddenly came up with an idea.
"Tang Qianhu, do you think we can expand our business a little bit?"
"Expand, how to expand?"
"Just tell Cheri Fuhua that it's okay to live in peace with him. Give us some weapons and armor, otherwise we'll beat him."
Tang He frowned and said, "Little sir, if he was given weapons and armor, wouldn't the beating hurt more? He's not stupid, how can he agree?"
Zhang Ximeng analyzed calmly; "Cheli is most shameless if he doesn't spend this thing. How could he have such a long-term idea? Haozhou suffered a tragic defeat. I think what he is most worried about is Yuan Ting. Let's scare him and send weapons honestly."
Come here, we will pretend to lose the battle and give him a chance to make meritorious deeds so that he can explain to Yuan Ting without losing his life. If he doesn't agree, we will mobilize our troops and attack Huaiyuan!"
Tang He blinked, it looked good!
"Are you going to use Cheri Nohana as a weapon arsenal?"
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said: "I prefer to call him the captain of the transportation team!"
Tang He squinted his eyes, his stomach was boiling, and an idea suddenly came to him.
"I'll go find the superior right now. This can be done!" After saying that, he ran away in a hurry...
