In the past year, the Han slaves were divided into one hundred production brigades by Tian Zili according to Yang Fan's rules to facilitate management. The leaders of the brigades were all promoted by Tian Zili himself.
Tian Zili quickly gathered all these people and came to the threshing floor in the center of the camp. These people were shivering and crowded together. They didn't know what was going on.
The few people who had been hiding in the cellars were also found and rushed to the threshing floor.
Tian Zili and An Sanxi boarded the platform. Tian Zili took out a list and handed it to Lu Shouli and said: "People below, listen carefully. Those whose names are called will come out and stand to the west. Those who can't come out will be the captains of each brigade.
, responsible for bringing these people over."
Then, Lu Shouli began to call names.
Looking around, there were more than 10,000 Mongolian and Han soldiers, with flintlock rifles and bayonets shining coldly in their hands. They walked out shivering to the west.
Soon everyone discovered that these people were the ones who were closest to the Mongols and often reported on everyone for being lazy and not working. There were also the bad guys who usually curry favor with the Mongols and oppressed the Han people. Some of these people were originally
They were scoundrels. After being captured by the Mongols, they immediately worked for the tigers.
Some were originally ordinary people, but in order to get more food, work less, and get beaten less, they had sold their consciences to spy on everyone for the Mongols.
Seeing these people, everyone felt their teeth itching with hatred.
Tian Zili has been planning this return, so he will naturally screen these people in secret. These people who have become traitors have been secretly recorded in the eucalyptus for a year.
When I saw that I had finished reading the list, there were more than 3,000 people standing in a dark crowd to the west.
"You all know that I am a Han. You also know that I am the son-in-law of Hutuktu Khan. But I have another identity that you don't know. My name is Tian Zili, and I am the commander of the Jinyi Guards of the Ming Dynasty. I was sent to the grassland by Master Yang Fan.
Above, my mission is to lead you back to the Ming Dynasty. From now on, you will never suffer from this slavery again. I am here to take you home."
As soon as Tian Zili finished speaking, the people below were stunned. There was silence for a minute, and then, the people below started wailing like crazy. They kowtowed desperately and beat the ground with their fists.
"God, you finally opened your eyes, oooooooo!"
"Mother, mother, your unfilial son is coming home."
They had given up long ago and could only live one day at a time in this harsh grassland. They never thought that there would be a day when they could return to the Ming Dynasty.
Heavy labor and abuse, harsh environment, long hours, and despair are tormenting them. They are covered in injuries, and their hair is gray in their thirties. They are as thin as skeletons.
The Ming Dynasty has long been forgotten in their dreams. It is so far away and so dim.
Except in the deepest dreams, Ming Dynasty has long been fragmented in memory.
And today, when the moment came, they collapsed.
An Sanxi felt a wave of discomfort in his heart when he looked at these people who were grabbing the ground with their heads and crying bitterly. He was also a slave who was taken to the grassland when he was young, and he knew their pain clearly.
Although these people are thin, they are all in the best physical condition. Those who are slightly worse have already been fed to wild wolves and nourished with pasture.
At this time, those people in the west were dumbfounded.
Is this the prince-in-law's rebellion against the Great Khan? Their first reaction was to report him immediately. Maybe the Mongolian master would reward him with a piece of bone he hadn't chewed cleanly.
But they immediately realized, no, they were already fleeing back to the Ming Dynasty, so why would they want any bones?
But what does it mean to separate them separately?
Consort, what does this mean?
"Prince-in-law, we also want to go back to Ming Dynasty. We also want to go home." These people immediately rushed forward, shouting menacingly.
Bang bang bang! The sound of gunfire frightened them to stop immediately.
"Go back to the Ming Dynasty, huh, you deserve it. Haven't you surrendered to the Mongolian masters a long time ago? You have been spying on your compatriots for these years. Do you still need to go back to the Ming Dynasty? Since you have decided that you are the dogs of the Mongols, you
Just stay here honestly." Lu Shouli yelled angrily.
These people were dumbfounded. They were not stupid, on the contrary, each of them was very thoughtful.
They knew that only by pleasing the Mongols and harming their own compatriots could they live better than others.
But the problem is, these people have all run away. What will happen to the only people left?
If the sheep are gone, do the Mongols still need dogs?
I'm afraid the Mongols will just turn them into new sheep to do what the previous sheep did.
The land cultivated by 100,000 people would have to be cultivated by those who carry sticks, beat and curse these slaves by themselves. The heavy labor will be doubled on them.
Because it is very simple, Lin Danhan has seen the benefits of farming. Human nature is like this. What you once had can only be better in the future, rather than lost or worse.
Now they have become the lowest class, and these people have fled back to the Ming Dynasty. The slaves are freed. But they will inherit the treatment of the slaves who lived a life worse than death.
Lin Danhan doesn't care about anything else. Even if you use your teeth, you still have to grow the same amount of food for me as last year.
These people all collapsed, howled loudly, and begged the prince-in-law to take them away with him. They cried and wanted to go back to the Ming Dynasty.
Tian Zili's face was expressionless. These rubbish, let them live happily here and live forever with the Mongols. Anyway, they have long lost their humanity and abandoned their ancestors. Returning to the Ming Dynasty will also bring shame to their ancestors.
An Sanxi secretly gave a thumbs up. It is easy to kill these scum. Letting them suffer twice as much on this grassland will make people's hearts even more sad. Lin Danhan has never been a kind monarch. He will not pity these people.
He will only use whips and horse sticks to squeeze out the last bit of their energy to grow as much food as possible for him. What he has already gained cannot be lost or reduced. Until they fall here, the next year will be fertile.
of grassland.
"You fools, you can't leave. There's a blizzard blowing outside right now. You'll freeze to death on the road. You can't leave until spring."
Seeing that the prince-in-law was determined to leave them behind, these people went crazy and shouted to prevent others from following the prince-in-law. As long as these people refused to leave, their good lives could be saved.
"Shut up, you traitors and scum. Just stay here with your Mongolian masters."
"Even if I freeze to death on the road, I will still go back."
"May you always be with the Mongols and never be separated. Isn't this exactly what you dream of? Bah!"
An Sanxi waved his hand in disgust, and immediately a group of soldiers came up, tied up these traitors, and threw them into the Mongolian tents to avoid freezing to death. It would be too easy for them to freeze to death. They still have a long and painful life ahead of them.
What about experience.
Besides, the master also has instructions not to let Lin Dan Khan collapse too quickly, but to give him substantial support and let him contain the slave builders. It is great for these traitors to stay here and work.
