Tactics, whatever tactics are needed, tactics are needed only when firepower is insufficient.
No matter how many zombies there are in Tengteng Town, how many divisions and how many cannons can they be organized into?
No.
What would have happened without you, as soon as the cannon fired and the infantry charged, it would be over.
Only one morning.
Zhang Heng swept away the ghosts and monsters in Tengteng Town just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
The only bad thing was that when the accounts were settled afterwards, the squires in Hepu County cried.
"Three hundred thousand oceans, Marshal, did you miscalculate? Didn't you say one hundred thousand oceans? Why do you need so much money?"
Inside the headquarters, Zhang Heng was drinking tea from a teacup.
In front of him stood County Magistrate Fang and six squire representatives from Hepu County.
It's just different from showing off in peacetime. At this time, the squires all looked sad, just like their dead mothers.
"Why, a county town, hundreds of merchants and shops, can't raise 300,000 yuan, so what the hell are you doing?"
Zhang Heng looked around: "Who can't join in? I still have useless cannon shells in my cannon. How many rounds can I give him?"
"Commander, our annual fiscal revenue in Hepu County is only a hundred thousand. Isn't 300,000 too much?"
County Magistrate Fang looked at Zhang Heng without hesitating to speak.
"Yes, handsome."
Other squires also spoke one after another: "We squires have a family fortune saved by our ancestors for many generations. If we were to raise 300,000 yuan, we would have to sell our houses and land. If we had known this, we would rather be bitten to death by zombies."
At least they don’t cost money.”
Snapped!
Zhang Heng slapped his pistol on the table: "One hundred thousand, that's for food and grass. Don't you need to spend money on cannon shells?"
"I would rather be bitten to death by zombies. I think you are trying to argue with me. Whoever wants to be bitten to death by zombies should come forward. Don't think that without Tengteng Town, there will be no zombies in the world. Whoever wants to try the feeling of being bitten by zombies,
I will definitely satisfy him."
The squires were timid and did not dare to answer.
County Magistrate Fang had no choice but to apologize and said: "Commander, let's go back and think of a solution. Can you give us more time and let us put the money together? What do you think?"
Zhang Heng was not an unkind person, so he smiled and said: "It's okay to give you more time, but I, a soldier and a horseman, have to pay the interest on you."
"It should, it should."
Magistrate Fang's mouth twitched and he left with the local squires.
After they left, Zhang Jinzhong whispered: "Commander, three hundred thousand oceans is not a small amount. I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to collect it in a short time."
"We just want them to get together slowly, otherwise why would we stay in Hepu?"
Zhang Heng, the drunkard, was not interested in drinking, and whispered: "Ask the engineering battalion to take action immediately. On the pretext that there are zombies in the tombs and need to be cleaned up, they will immediately excavate the tombs three miles southwest of Tengteng Town, and strive to get rid of them within half a month.
Excavating all the tombs in this area will save you long nights and attract tomb robbers."
The fact that there are tombs in Hepu has long been accompanied by the emergence of zombies, causing an uproar in the tomb robbing world.
It has not been dug up now, but it has been frightened by zombies and the army.
As long as Zhang Heng and the others leave, the tombs will be dug up by those tomb robbers if he doesn't move.
So he might as well not leave it to the tomb robbers. At least once these cultural relics are in his hands, he won't sell them to foreigners. The tomb robbers dug them up, and it's hard to say where the cultural relics will go.
Three days later.
Under the guidance of some professionals, excavation work began at the Hepu tombs.
In just one week, Zhang Heng's engineering battalion unearthed more than 6,000 burial artifacts from the tombs.
Zhang Heng scratched his head a little.
If he remembered correctly, the actual Hepu tombs were excavated in 1971, and a total of 4,200 cultural relics were unearthed.
Damn it, he only excavated a third of it, and more than 6,000 funerary objects were unearthed. All of them were worth only 14,000 to 5,000.
Archeology is probably too watery.
After announcing one piece, two were released on the black market, and they got kickbacks for both?
Good guy, the number of cultural relics in the Hepu tombs was probably 14,200, but in the end I only quoted 4,200, which was a fraction of 10,000.
"Commander, good news. We have found a tomb. The owner of the tomb is Huang Wende, the seventh generation head of the Huang family and the prefect of Jiaozhi."
"In the burial chamber of the tomb, we found four carriages made of gold and twelve silver horses made of silver!"
Adjutant Wu entered the door in high spirits.
"How many cars and horses?"
"There are four golden chariots and twelve silver horses. Experts say that the emperor drives six, the princes drive five, and the scholar-officials drive three. The number of twelve horses is correct!"
Wu Zhichong answered very definitely.
Zhang Heng read the number and cursed: "Mother Xipi!"
The gold chariot and silver horse are the symbols of the Hepu funerary group.
But he remembered that only one was unearthed. What happened to these four, multiplying underground?
At that time, he was still thinking that the Huang family had flourished for thousands of years from the Han Dynasty to the Tang and Song Dynasties. Although it was not ranked among the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes, it was still a powerful and powerful family with a strong reputation among the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes. Their tombs should not be weak.
For the princes on one side, it is even more appropriate. How can they produce a single gold chariot and silver horse? If they want to do it, they have to be in pairs anyway, and it is impossible to produce a single one.
Now look at it, they all let the beasts and the big men take kickbacks. These people are so dark that there is no daylight.
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it’s ten days again.
"Commander, the cultural relics are almost cleaned up. Look..."
"Um?"
"No, the zombies are almost cleared, you see..."
Adjutant Wu came with a glowing face.
"How was the harvest?"
Zhang Heng asked casually while drinking tea.
"Thousands of years of accumulation and extraordinary foundation."
"The gold and silver buried with him alone amount to 200,000 taels of gold, and there are more than 10,000 pieces of various cultural relics, ranging from the Han Dynasty to the Jin Dynasty, the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and the Song Dynasty."
"If all these gold and cultural relics are disposed of and used to expand the army, at least ten divisions of troops can be armed. It is true that a man will not be rich without windfall, and a horse will not be fat without night grass."
Wu Zhichong's eyes glowed green.
Zhang Heng was not surprised when he heard this number.
The Huang family in Hepu has served as the governor of Jiaozhi several times. In addition, they are engaged in maritime business. If they don't have money, they will be in trouble.
However, Zhang Heng did not intend to use all of this money to expand the army.
Because for now, he has two reinforced divisions with nearly 50,000 people, which is enough to defend Hainan.
Expanding four more divisions and organizing them into two armies with 100,000 men is more than enough for the moment. He has no intention of expelling the generalissimo. As he becomes the president of the South, there is no need for more.
Three days later.
Zhang Heng led the team back to Dagou Town.
First, there are several arrangements. One is to appoint Zhang Jinzhong as the commander of the First Army of Yangjiang, Zhang Mo and Zhang Xiaokui as the commanders of the first and second divisions of the First Army, and form the First Army of Yangjiang, with four divisions and 50,000 soldiers.
The troops are responsible for guarding the four counties of Yangjiang.
Then he appointed Zhang Zhenhu as the commander of the Hainan First Army and Long Nanguang as the chief of staff, and established the South China Sea First Army, with four divisions and 50,000 troops under its jurisdiction, responsible for guarding Hainan.
After the military appointment ends.
Zhang Heng also appointed Zhang Zhentian as the chief of logistics to coordinate the logistics work of both the military and the government.
Zhang Dakui is the chief of public security, responsible for the public security management of the four counties of Yangjiang and Hainan.
Uncle Jiu was appointed as the consultant of Rongcheng, Zhenren Qian as the consultant of Hainan, Ma Ma Di as the consultant of Echeng, Taoist Master Si Mu as the consultant of Kangcheng, and Gu Gu as the consultant of Yangjiang.
Responsible for promoting doctrines, expanding Maoshan's influence and local sacrificial activities.
Speaking of Sue Gu.
Xu Zhenren is now the master of the Maoshan Temple and wants to stay at the main altar in Maoshan, so the Taoist temple here is empty.
Originally, Zhang Heng was planning to ask Taoist Priest Qianhe to take over.
However, after hearing the news, Gu Gu recommended him and moved to the Taoist temple in Dagou Town the next day. He couldn't refuse at all, so he could only let Uncle Jiu wish for himself.
After all, after taking the train, it only takes one hour to drive from Dagou Town to Rongcheng.
When Aunt Zhue is fine in the future, she can go to Uncle Jiu for tea every night. I don’t know if Uncle Jiu can bear it.
As for Taoist Priest Four Eyes.
Taoist Priest Four Eyes is Uncle Jiu's younger brother, and he likes money as much as Zhenren Qian, so it didn't take much effort to invite him to come to Kangcheng to take charge.
The benefits are also obvious.
Through these five masters and uncles, Zhang Heng raised his control over the four counties of Yangjiang and Hainan to a new level. Because there are many warlords these days, and only this one can provide one-stop service, the people have no reason not to love him.
If anyone doesn't like him, let Gu Gu ask his ancestor to come up and have a good talk with him.
"Stop, you can't go in."
Early in the morning, as soon as Zhang Heng got up, he heard a noise outside.
When I went out, I saw a missionary who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, wearing a gray robe and a cross, standing outside.
"Commander!"
Seeing Zhang Heng coming out, the guards quickly saluted.
"what happened?"
Zhang Heng asked.
"A priest came from somewhere and said he wanted to see you."
The soldier pointed at the missionary: "I said you didn't want to see strangers, so he refused to leave."
"missionary?"
Zhang Heng glanced at the cross worn by the missionary, thought for a moment, and handed the little fragrant pig in his arms to the guard: "Send it to the kitchen and give the brothers a snack at noon."
"Thank you, Marshal!"
The guard was overjoyed.
"Father, do you want to see me?"
Zhang Heng looked at the missionary again.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Overseer."
The missionary made a sign of the cross on his chest: "My name is Wu Ma. I come from the Vatican. When I was in Yangcheng, I heard many people talking about you. They said that you are not only a soldier, but also an exorcist.
I have met many exorcists in Europe, and they are all very confused and desperately need the Lord’s guidance.”
After saying that, he made another sign of the cross: "My Lord is willing to lead the lost lamb. Your Excellency, Overseer, I don't know if you have the idea of converting to my Lord. If so, I am willing to baptize you personally."
"Forehead..."
Zhang Heng looked at him with some confusion: "Those people, didn't tell you who I am?"
European exorcists are usually inherited from families and do not have faith.
Therefore, the Holy See is happy to absorb them, and these people are also happy to find a backer for themselves.
But this approach will not work in China.
Because they have faith, that is Taoism, which is a religion that is essentially similar to Christ.
Strictly speaking, Zhang Heng and the others are not exorcists.
Rather, they are clergy under the Taoist sect, just like the bishops and archbishops in Christianity.
Let him convert, this sentence cannot be said nonsense.
After all, Zhang Heng is the first of the seventy-generation disciples of Maoshan, and in a sense the future headmaster of Maoshan.
Asking him to convert to Christianity is like asking the next pope of Christianity to become a monk. It's better not to succeed, but if it does, a war of faith will inevitably break out.
"them?"
"They say you are an exorcist, isn't that right?"
Father Wu had a question mark on his face.
"Yes and no."
Zhang Heng said with a smile: "This is a long story."
Seeing Father Wu's appearance, Zhang Heng knew that he had been deceived and came here without understanding anything.
Otherwise, even the Pope would think twice before taking action against something that would cause an all-out war between Taoism and Christianity.
The Boxer Rebellion had only subsided for a few years. Behind the Boxer Rebellion, the Buddhist and Taoist families contributed a lot.
Killing foreigners and burning churches, you think it was the common people who came up with it and no one encouraged them, so why are they having trouble with the church?
"Yes and no, what does this mean?"
Father Wu was a little confused: "I grew up in the Vatican. I don't speak Chinese well, so I don't quite understand what you mean."
"Father, you have been deceived."
"Strictly speaking, I am not an exorcist, but a clergyman of Eastern Taoism, and I..."
Zhang Heng replied in English: "My status within the sect is equivalent to your papal successor. Your idea is too crazy. If you really dare to do this, there will be an uprising of the White Lotus Sect in South China, and they will rush into you."
In the church, they will peel off your skin and make it into a lantern so that you will never be reincarnated. Believe me, they did this before."