Xie Qian brought more than a hundred cavalry from the White Robe Club, and together with Ding Keze, escorted Sun Zhixian and others, as well as gold, silver and grain, they came to Zichuan County.
Shence Town had already discovered this cavalry team.
They attacked Santai Mountain yesterday, and the garrison in Zichuan County, which is more than 20 miles away, had already received a report from Ye Busha. They even knew the identity of this group of people early in the morning, and knew that it was the White Robe Society led by Xie Qian.
"The White Robe Party will thank Qian and pay homage to the superior officer of the Shence Army."
At the city gate, Xie Qian showed a very low attitude and presented gifts first.
Wen Hu, the assistant general of the left side of Shence Town, looked at this guy who claimed to be Xie Qian of the White Robe Society. He was tall and burly, a Shandong man, with hands like cattail fans, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked very loyal at first glance.
But look at the gift he gave me.
Five hundred taels of gold, three thousand taels of silver, and one thousand stones of rice and wheat are already very generous, especially in these troubled times.
Of course, the following gifts surprised him even more.
There are more than thirty newly castrated little boys and more than twenty unmarried girls.
Then there is a traitor who is worse than a pig or a dog. What the hell is this?
Wen Hu was a little confused about the last item on the list.
"General, this traitor who is worse than a pig is called Sun Zhixian. He is a big traitor native to Zichuan. He was the first to shave his hair. He also wrote a letter to the Tatars to order the whole country to shave their heads within ten days. He forced many soldiers and civilians to death. It is heinous.
He is a great traitor and a great sinner. We found him in Santai Mountain, cut off his rat tail, and planted boar bristles on his head and dog hair on his body. We specially sent them to Master Wang."
When Wen Hu heard that this person was Sun Zhixian, he became more energetic.
"We were searching for this thief but couldn't find him. We didn't expect him to hide in Santai Mountain. Thank you very much for catching him and bringing him here!"
Xie Qian also said that those young eunuchs and unmarried girls were members of the two traitorous families of Sun and Han in Zichuan, and they paid tribute to Emperor Shaotian.
"Where are the things that are inferior to pigs and dogs?"
Xie Qian took Wen Hu over to watch, and they took him in a carriage. They also specially arranged for two veterinarians to accompany him, fearing that he would die.
Wen Huna was also a strong general who became famous in the battle at Muling Pass and was praised by the emperor. Now he is promoted to the rank of Shence Zuo Xie. In the battle at Muling Pass, he killed thousands of Tatars.
But when he opened the carriage curtain and saw the creature inside that was worse than a pig or a dog, he was still a little surprised.
Even a little shocked.
What the hell is this?
Humans are not human, ghosts are not ghosts.
Xie Qian and the others tortured this traitor dog hard. Not only did they cut off his scalp, they also cut off the old traitor's lower body. Then they planted white boar bristles on his head and dog hair on his back.
There are also chicken feathers planted on the two arms and duck feathers planted on the legs.
Wool is planted on the chest again.
Anyway, basically they don’t look human, they are as weird as they want.
One mouth was sewn shut.
If his eyes weren't blinking, it would be hard to believe that this was a human being.
It's like a spliced monster.
"Is this Sun Zhixian?"
"If it's true, it's this old thief."
Wen Hu took a long breath, walked to the side and took a deep breath for a while before finally suppressing the extremely disgusting feeling.
too disgusting.
As a general, he has seen battlefield scenes no matter how cruel they are, but to do it like this alone is so damn creative.
"Put this traitor in a cage and take him to the city to display and publicize it, so that the traitors will know that there will be no good end for being a traitor if you fall for it!" Wen Hu confessed.
"Thank you, righteous man, please enter the city."
Sun Zhixian was from Zichuan and a famous person. After all, although Zichuan produced dozens of Jinshi in the Ming Dynasty, in the past three hundred years, it took several subjects to produce one Jinshi on average.
Among the Jinshi, there is only one who can become a bachelor, and there are only a few who can become a minister.
During the Tianqi period, Sun Zhixian had already served as a bachelor in the Hanlin Academy, and also served as the chief examiner of Yingtian Mansion, which can be said to be really not easy. After entering the Qing Dynasty, he also served as the minister of the Ministry of Rites and the governor-general of Jiangxi, which was of course even more extraordinary.
Therefore, during the two years when the Tatars occupied Zichuan, even if Sun Zhixian resigned and returned home, he was still a person who was looked up to by the local people.
The Sun family is not a poor scholar who relied on the imperial examination to get ahead. Their family is a well-known scholar family here. Like the Han family, they are also high-ranking local families.
But now it ends like this.
It was a sensation throughout the city.
Especially among the gentry, landlords, powerful people in the city, many of them vomited when they saw Sun Zhixie's appearance, not because they were disgusted, but because they were afraid.
After they saw Sun Zhixian being paraded through the streets, they hurried home and asked them to use money and food to support the army.
Especially those who are related to Sun Zhixian.
In a small county town, these big families are basically all married to each other. After all, these are the only big families.
The most famous families in Zichuan are actually six major families, including the six families of Sun Wen, King Zhang and Bigao.
Wen Hu and Xie Qian were chatting in the county government office. As a result, the soldiers kept coming to report that the gentry and wealthy families in the county were coming to see them, and they also sent generous gifts and subsidies.
When the Shence Army first came, the local big families did send money and food to help them pay, but they were just aware of it, and the Shence Army did not harass the people. Later, officials would be sent to take over the civil affairs and so on.
Civil servants are responsible for things like money and food.
It doesn't matter if you give more or less, no matter how much you give, it won't go into Wen Hu's pocket.
But now the gift lists sent by these people are shocking at first sight.
Many of them send gold directly.
There are also people who deliver food.
In the past, I just gave some money or other elegant things.
Xie Qian laughed at the side and said, "They are all guys who won't cry until they see the coffin. These people have paid grain and money to the Tatars before."
Wen Hu smiled and played with the list for a while.
"Since they sincerely want to give it away, accept it and ask our assistant director to meet these people, accept the gift, issue them a receipt, and ask the director to tell these people that Master Wang will go north to restore Zichuan, and everyone will not need it in the future.
We are being oppressed by the Tartars again, so everyone should stay safe and abide by the laws and regulations from now on."
Seeing Wen Hu like this, Xie Qian felt a little frustrated.
The Shence Army is actually so friendly and has no intention of liquidating these powerful families.
"Brother Xie, what are your next plans?" Wen Hu asked him.
Now that the Shence Army has arrived and occupied Zichuan County, Zichuan will be the territory of the Ming Dynasty from now on, as well as the territory of his Shence Army. It is impossible for the territory to accommodate people like Baipao Hui.
"We are going to Zhangqiu next, based on Changbai Mountain, to launch an attack on the Tatars on the outskirts of Jinan, and to wipe out those traitorous and powerful landlords."
Wen Hu admired Xie Qian quite a lot.
"Brother Xie is so free and easy that I admire him, but I also have some suggestions. In fact, powerful landlords are not traitors like Sun Zhixian. Many people are forced by the situation and are afraid of the Tatars' power, so they have no choice but to do so.
.Therefore, the saints have already issued clear edicts to the world. For the people in the areas occupied by the Tatars, loyalty and traitors cannot be judged just by shaving or leaving their hair.
We must carefully screen and judge, neither letting go of a traitor or a lackey, nor wrongly accusing a good person.
They should be divided into good citizens, obedient citizens and refugees.
We are the Ming Dynasty King's Division. We want to go north to restore the place and rescue the people, not to let many people suffer secondary harm.
Even those who have served as Tatar puppet officials, gentry who have surrendered to the Tatars, and even Tatar soldiers and generals should be given a chance as long as they can correct themselves in time, unless they are extremely evil people like Sun Zhixie.
In addition to being punished, you still need to be cautious."
Xie Qian said nothing.
He belongs to the White Robe Society, which is a branch of the White Lotus Sect. It is similar to the Tenri Sect. It spreads and develops in the form of a secret society and attracts poor people. Therefore, if they want to develop, they have no other way but to
It's about attacking local tyrants and sharing money and food to strengthen themselves.
"Brother Xie, have you ever thought about accepting the court's arrangement?"
"The court doesn't look down on us vulgar people," Xie Qian said with a smile.
Wen Hu is a fierce warrior. He has come all the way from Huzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. He is no longer the rebel who only knows how to fight and kill. "Brother Xie, I am from Huzhou, my hometown. After the Tatars went south, I followed Jin Gongyu.
Several generals, including Bo Xiangfu and Meng Xian, rose up in rebellion and later surrendered to the emperor and became members of the imperial camp.
In the past few years, I have fought in the north and south, experienced many battles, killed many Tatars, and learned many truths.
In this world, only today's saints can save Zhongxing.
So the best choice for these warriors like me is to listen to the saint's words. We are the saint's sword, cutting wherever he points. We don't have to worry about things that use our brains. This is the simplest, easiest and most efficient.
Do you think that in just a few years, we have turned around and the Tatars who are fighting back are losing ground?
Brother Xie, you are indeed very capable in the turmoil of Shandong, in the land controlled by the Tatars, raising the flag and raising troops, capturing many counties, gathering thousands of troops, and remaining undefeated.
However, although you have several thousand men and horses, as far as I know, the only ones you have that are really good are about a hundred servants and a team of about three hundred cavalry. The remaining ones who can be called young and strong are no more than a thousand, and the rest are
The family members, women, children, and the elderly and weak who followed him.
You move around and fight, without even a solid base, nor a stable source of food and wages. You rely entirely on moving around, beating local tyrants to steal money and food, but you are still hungry and full. You are even often attacked by Tatars, and you lose a lot every time.
Small.
If this continues, it will actually not be a problem after all.
I have a suggestion, you can consider it first.
You have thousands of troops, but not many of them can really fight. It is not easy to move around with your family members, old and weak. Why not consider that Brother Xie will join us with several hundred people including servants and cavalry. In this way, we can also get wages. In addition, you
The family members and others can also be resettled by the court, assigned to fields, cultivated in the fields, and settled down.
The world will not continue to be in turmoil and will soon be stable. Now that Brother Xie joins us, he can also contribute to restoring the world and reviving the Ming Dynasty. He can also make contributions and even be awarded officials and titles.
I guess there is a good way out."
Wen Hu had a good impression of Xie Qian, and after seeing his cavalry, he thought they were quite elite, so he had some plans to keep them for his own use.
Although the imperial camp is said to have a strict establishment, it is wartime, so it is possible to form a non-staff team.
Their Shence town is a Bu town, with two associations under its jurisdiction. Each association has two bids and two battalions. Then the town has a cavalry battalion and an artillery battalion directly under its jurisdiction.
Each infantry battalion also has an auxiliary battalion of 180 people.
Wen Hu commanded an association with two thousand soldiers from four battalions, as well as cavalry posts and artillery posts belonging to the association.
Now that I see Xie Qian's troops, I want to recruit these hundreds of cavalry teams to serve as a non-staff cavalry battalion directly under the Xie Qian.
Even if the imperial camp has a strict establishment, it is possible to first set up a horse training camp for the Zichuan regiment, or some other name, and then transfer it to someone else to follow orders. There are always more solutions than difficulties.
"With Brother Xie's ability and your contribution to capturing the Sun thief this time, plus the money and food support, it shouldn't be difficult for me to hire a regimental training camp officer for Brother Xie. I can make more contributions after the war with the Tatars.
When the time comes, it will be inevitable to transfer to the imperial camp as a camp officer.
If we have a horse battalion officer in our imperial camp, he is at least a fifth-grade military officer, and he has a bright future!"
"To pull the lever now is actually not the right path, nor is it a long-term solution. Brother Xie, think about it carefully."
Xie Qian fell into deep thought and was somewhat moved.