Also confused is Yan Xiangdong. This Governor Hu came from a rough background and has always been known for his frankness. Why is it that his words today are different from the rumors?
Hu Dahai looked at Kong Mingde and Yan Xiangdong, who were suppressing their impatience, and suddenly felt very happy in their hearts.
When he followed His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness the King of England to conquer all directions, what he hated most was dealing with the local literati and scholars.
None of them knew how to speak well, and they were all twists and turns. There were four or five temptations hidden in every sentence. Every time this happened, Hu Dahai wanted to run away.
But there is no way to escape yet.
Because these literati are local bosses, they have the right to speak locally.
If you want to conquer a place, you must pacify these people. The emperor and the King of England can only meet with the local literati. These small scholars can only rely on the group of subordinates represented by Hu Dahai.
To communicate and comfort.
Today, when Hu Dahai faced Nan Kong, the leader of the world's scholars, he also thought of all the unhappiness in the past, and became petty in his heart, so he gave Kong Mingde a hard time.
Seeing Kong Mingde's face becoming more and more confused, Hu Dahai felt even more happy, but still pretended to say: "This Yinzhou is unsettled!"
"There are Yin natives everywhere. If we really talk about it, these natives are actually vulnerable. But the key point is that these Yin people are as cunning as rabbits, they can run and hide!"
"Every time my subordinates defeat the boss and kill these natives, in addition to getting some beast skins and wild fruits, the rest is a large number of fields. What use do you think this thing is for...
"
"As time went by, the men began to work less hard, and the Yin natives became more and more arrogant, and then they made a joke of taking five hundred knights with them for a mere hunting!
"
Suddenly a light flashed in Kong Mingde's mind.
Governor Hu was talking about the Yinzhou bison for a while, and the cunning of the natives for a while. The two were unrelated things, but Kong Mingde seemed to have caught something, but he didn't react for a while.
Yan Xiangdong, who had been silent next to him, was also frowning at this moment.
Several key words flashed in his mind quickly, "bison", "indigenous", "field"... Yes!
It's "field"!
Yan Xiangdong suddenly connected all these things together.
This Hu Dahai first suggested that hunting was not a long-term solution, then said that it would be difficult for them to exterminate the indigenous people, and finally suggested that the indigenous people had fields that could be cultivated...
Thinking about it again, Hu Dahai sent a lot of weapons to him as soon as he met with him and others...
Hu Dahai's meaning couldn't be more clear. He wanted the Nankong people to help them wipe out the indigenous people, and the reward was the cultivated land of the local indigenous people?!
As soon as he came to this conclusion, Yan Xiangdong was shocked, and then felt completely ridiculous.
We almost lost our lives by letting these literati go hunting. Now, isn't it even more ridiculous to let them go to war and fight?
Thinking of this, Yan Xiangdong couldn't help but feel a little lucky. He wanted to test Hu Dahai's true intention again.
Then he cautiously apologized and said with a smile: "May I ask Governor Hu, are those indigenous fields that have been wiped out now ownerless? If so, we want to go to cultivate, but we don't know where those fields are?
"
Hu Dahai raised his brows and looked at Yan Xiangdong with a half-smile: "Your Excellency, you are just joking. These fields were taken by second-rate men and women with their lives. How can they be ownerless things? Mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are.
…”
"Furthermore, those fields, about five hundred miles away, are all garrisoned by some of the men who have changed their defenses. If you want to go, you have to climb mountains and cross rivers. There are countless ferocious beasts and poisonous insects in the middle. The price is really too high.
Got it!"
At this point in the sermon, Hu Dahai said meaningfully: "If you want the land, just grab it yourself. Then no one can say anything. As far as I know, there is a relatively weak indigenous people nearby."
, its territory has a lot of fertile land, but I wonder if the Master of the Kong family is interested in it?"
Having said this, what else does Kong Mingde not understand?
This is clearly because Hu Dahai wants the people of Nankong to exterminate the indigenous people on his behalf!
Thinking of this, Kong Mingde felt bitter and said helplessly: "How can we carry out the conquest without the strength to tie up the chicken?"
"Hey! Master Kong is too modest!"
Hu Dahai pointed happily at the North American bison that was being roasted: "How can you put such a vicious thing on the fire without the strength to restrain a chicken?"
Kong Mingde was really in trouble at the moment and couldn't tell, but he still had to say: "General Hu, this bison is really a fluke..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted impatiently by Hu Dahai: "Let's do it! There are three hundred people in your Nankong clan, and you can always pick them out, right?"
"I sent the old soldiers from the army to train these fifty young men and teach them the art of battle formation. When the army is formed, I will allocate eighty more soldiers from the Yinzhou garrison, for a total of one hundred and sixty people. Oh, what is needed
Armor staff, I just moved it to you..."
"After more than ten days of training, you can form a rough army. At that time, you can conquer the indigenous savages!"
Looking at the two Kong Mingde who were stunned by what they heard, Hu Dahai laughed and said: "Don't worry, when we send out troops, we don't want you eighty-year-old men to rush to the front, as long as you follow behind and kill some fish that escape the net."
That’s it!”
"In this way, after wiping out three or five savage tribes, you can officially form an army. At that time, I will bring over some other exiled prisoners and use you as the main ones to form a large army of four to five hundred people.
The Hundred Household Office is responsible for conquering the indigenous people..."
Hu Dahai became more and more energetic as he spoke, and revealed all his plans without hiding them. However, the faces of Kong Mingde and Yan Xiangdong became uglier as they listened.
Eighty years old?
That’s easy to say!
There were only more than 300 people in Nankong who were exiled to Yinzhou. Taking into account all the people from 15 to 50 years old, they were just 80 people.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! These eighty people are gone, and the rest are all female students, young children, old and weak. How can these people survive?
Hu Dahai seemed to know what the two people were thinking, and waved his heroic hand: "As for the old and weak people in Nankong, don't worry, I will send people to bring them back to the ship. They will not be short of food, clothing, food, and food, let alone
Go harass them!"
Yes, we have the hostages in our hands.
Now that the conversation has come to this point, and the weapons, prey, and tents have all been collected, what else can Kong Mingde say?
He could only bow deeply and bow to the end: "Nan Kong is willing to die for Governor Hu!"
"Okay! This matter is settled! You select the eighty young men tonight, and I will send the old soldiers here tomorrow to teach you the art of battle formation!"
After saying that, Hu Dahai laughed and left, leaving only the Kong clan members standing there worriedly.
On the way back to the ship, the deputy general couldn't help but ask Hu Dahai: "Grand Governor, there are more than 10,000 prisoners exiled here this time. Why did you choose this Nankong tribesman?"
Hu Dahai said proudly: "Well, there are so many people in the Nankong tribe, with a family of three hundred. Who among the others who were exiled this time has so many family papers?"
"I have selected eighty young men today, and the remaining two hundred or so old, weak, women and children are all our hostages, and we are not afraid of their little intentions!"
"Furthermore, the people in Nankong are all scholars, and they are also the leaders of the scholars in Zhejiang. Such scholars are ambitious and will not settle for a small fortune!"
At this point, Hu Dahai's eyes became brighter and brighter: "As long as there is ambition, things will be easy to handle! As they grab more and more fields, their ambition will become bigger and bigger!"
"When the time comes, we don't need to rush them, they will chase the natives and fight them. After they have wiped out all the natives, we will be able to enjoy the benefits. Why not?"
The deputy general next to him listened with admiration on his face and gave thumbs up repeatedly: "High! The Governor is really tall!"
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In the early morning of the next day, Hu Dahai sent 20 old soldiers here. At this time, the 80 young men in Nankong had also been mobilized. Someone immediately sent the remaining old, weak, women and children to the ship again.
The 20 old soldiers didn't waste any time and immediately started training the 80 young men.
Starting from the very beginning of following orders and prohibitions and violating military rules and disciplines, Bianjiang then started gas energy training.
Now, these normally pampered scholars have suffered a serious crime. Have they ever experienced such powerful physical training?
For a moment, everyone was exhausted, including Kong Mingde, who only ran a few laps before collapsing to the ground!
In other words, Yan Xiangdong's physical fitness is relatively stronger. This is due to the fact that he often does housework at home, but it is still somewhat good.
The performance of these Kong family members was all seen by these 20 veterans, who suddenly became big and frowned.
Hu Dahai only gave them ten days, but judging from this progress, ten days were not enough at all!
In desperation, he immediately sent an old soldier to report to the ship.
Hu Dahai had no choice but to give him another ten days. After twenty days, no matter what the training results were, these eighty young men would have to go to war with the natives.
With this ample time, the 20 veterans finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Therefore, the physical training in the first ten days was reduced by half, but even so, it was not something these Nankong people could bear, but it was still better than before.
So, just like that, the hell training journey of eighty Nan Kong young men began.
Every morning there is internal body training, in the afternoon there is weapons and battle formation training, and in the evening some basic common sense is explained before a battle.
There are only three hours of sleep every day.
The eighty-year-old man complained incessantly, but there was nothing he could do. His family members were all hostages on the boat, and they didn't dare to run away even if they wanted to.
As time goes by, soon, the twenty days are finally over!
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This is a small valley, about thirty miles away from the place where the Nankong people held a "large barbecue" last time.
At this moment, one hundred and sixty elites were already hiding outside the valley.
Eighty elite old soldiers and eighty young men of the Kong family are all ready to fight.
If someone could scan these one hundred and sixty elites one by one from a high place, they would immediately be able to discover the differences between these people.
Those who talked in low voices, even joked and made dirty jokes, were all the eighty-year-old soldiers.
Although they look relaxed on the surface, once the battle begins, they can immediately burst into great combat power.
The remaining eighty-year-old Kongs all had nervous and pale faces, their bodies were even slightly trembling, and their hands were holding weapons tightly.
It's just because they held the weapon so hard that their palms were covered with damp sweat. From time to time, they had to hand the weapon from their right hand to their left hand and wipe the sweat off the palm of their right hand.
This is also what the veterans told them to pay attention to. On the battlefield, if your hands are too sweaty, you may not be able to hold the weapon. If you lose your weapon during the battle, you will basically be dead.
"call!"
Yan Xiangdong took a deep breath and let it out again.
He was a little nervous, but of course, it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous at this time.
After all, for the past thirty years, he had always been a scholar who read poetry and books. He was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. The only thing that had something to do with dancing with swords and guns was probably when he was cooking for himself.
Turnips and cabbages.
Good thing now, since I came to Yinzhou overseas, I almost lost my life hunting bison, and now I'm going to kill someone!
I am a scribe, how come I have become the most disgusting stinky Qiuba?
Yan Xiangdong could only lament the tragedy and trickery of fate.
"Xiangdong, stop thinking about what is and is not. Now we have to survive first before we can talk about other things!" At some point, Kong Mingde quietly came to Yan Xiangdong's side, and he seemed to see into Yan Xiangdong's heart.
of suffering.
Since being exiled to the American continent, although Yan Xiangdong has been giving advice to the Nankong people to survive, it is Kong Mingde who has changed the most in his mentality.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! From that night, after burning the annotated manuscript of Confucian classics handed down from his ancestors, Kong Mingde's mentality began to show signs of change.
And that day when he was worried about Nankong's future survival issues, he basically began to completely let go of his pretensions to being a descendant of a saint.
It's not that he forgot his ambition to rebuild the saint's family, he just put this ambition aside for the time being, because at this moment, with his own strength and the strength of the Nankong clan, it is impossible to achieve this ambition.
Accumulating strength is what they should do most at the moment.
Yan Xiangdong sighed secretly and nodded invisibly, that was all he could do now.
At this time, it was almost noon, and the smoke of birds and cooking fires began to rise in the valley, and everyone suddenly became energetic.
It was obvious that the natives were beginning to have their meal.
After countless confrontations with the natives, the Ming garrison also discovered the weaknesses of these natives.
The most obvious thing is that whenever they have a meal, the alertness of these natives begins to drop drastically.
Because in the attacks between the tribes of these indigenous savages, as long as one side raises smoke, the other side cannot launch an attack. This is the default unspoken rule of all indigenous people.
But it is obvious that the Ming garrison did not recognize this.
I saw the 80-year-old soldier, after asking the young men of the Kong family to guard the entrance of the valley, tiptoed into the valley.
Looking at the old soldiers whose backs were gradually disappearing, all the young men of the Kong family could not help but swallow hard and subconsciously tightened the weapons in their hands.
Among the eighty young men, there were twenty crossbowmen and fifty spearmen.
The place where they ambush was just behind a huge bluestone, directly opposite the entrance of the valley, about thirty steps away.
