Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 307

"This bunch of heartless people!"

The Peasant Army is really neat and tidy. After breakfast at Song Qingshu's place, and returning home every day, Ge Liyan got ready as soon as he returned to the camp. In less than half an hour, the mighty Peasant Army team really pulled up. , all the way to the north, standing on the top of the city and watching these guys carrying their rationed food and swaggering away, Song Qingshu couldn't help but muttered and cursed again, and then turned around and blamed Sun Chuanting for speaking.

"Mr. Boya, yesterday you asked Ben Shuai to find a way to eat Ge Zuo, why did you let them go today? And if you go out to fight, they will win and grab them. If you lose, come back and eat ours. Where in the world is there such a good thing?"

"This makes you look so handsome, do you have a bearing!"

"Big ass!"

Song Qingshu really didn't want any kindness, the later generations of Huaxia, a great big country, had the kindness.

Song Qingshu is not willing to do things that are thankless even if there are a million of them. Hearing the word tolerance, he couldn't help sniffling. The next point, pointing to the chaotic camp, said with a wry smile.

"Marshal, look at the fifth battalion of Ge Zuo, are they really gone?"

There are more than 6 people in the 3th Battalion of Gezuo, but according to the consistent moisture content of the peasant army, less than half of the men who can really fight, and the rest are mostly old and weak women and children who dragged their families and defected in Henan, Sun Chuanting assured , If you can't beat them, you can return them. About [-] people, old and young, were all left near Xinxian County.

But for the beggar army, what is lacking now is a population, even if the old and weak don't work much, it is still a labor force!

In the morning, the main force of the Fifth Gezuo Battalion went north to attack Gwangju. In the afternoon, Song Qingshu unceremoniously sent troops into the main camp of the Fifth Battalion, recruiting workers and farmers who would open up wasteland next year.

It's not that the officers in Gezuo who stayed in the barracks didn't want to resist, but their protests were ignored by the begging army. The army lost his face and had no choice but to threaten the disaster victims he had coerced not to follow.

But to be able to pay a few pennies a day and take care of three meals is something that the people who fled the famine never dared to dream of. Who would want to live a life of ups and downs when they have a peaceful life?Even though they were constantly threatened, there was still a long queue in front of the registration table set up by the beggar army.

In winter, the tea trading has entered the off-season, but Sun Chuanting still has a lot of tea in the autumn, which needs to be processed and made into tea cakes, and Liu Zongmin, the logistics manager, is quite short of people. He has money and raw materials for steelmaking There are also, but there is a shortage of manpower, more than 500 blacksmiths are busy working overtime, and they can't take care of this sudden expansion to nearly [-].

The land in the mountains is barren. In order to ensure self-sufficiency in food supply, the population of those noble families in the mountains who have come to seek refuge cannot be drawn out. In addition, fat is needed to refine yellow gunpowder. There is also a shortage of pigs, Song Qingshu, and chickens. People, sometimes Sun Chuanting can't wait to disband the regular army of the three divisions, beggars, and workers who are training.

Now the more than 3 old and weak in Gezuo are really pouring into the dried up river channel of the begging army like a spring.

The people who gathered and left formed a production team on the spot, and entered the newly built workshops and pig farms in cow dung mountain and bone mountain in batches, and they were scattered and resettled among the villagers who had come to seek refuge in various villages. , the gradually dissipating influence of the original opponents of the various village masters, the village Ding, was once again weakened a lot.

The begging army is also vigorous and resolute. In less than three days, more than 3 old and weak were almost laughed at. There were only more than 2000 diehards left in the chaotic Gezuo Fifth Battalion barracks next to Xinxian County. No one wants them, the sick, the old and the weak, and a few peripheral officers who were not accepted in the first place can only be dumb and eat coptis, and they can't tell what they are suffering.

Flower and Bird Mountain.

The biggest reason for the poverty in Xin County is the isolation. Now the begging army has broken the isolation and overturned the original feudal village owners. Now the life of the mountain people here is much better. Just after the New Year , It was only the first month of the month, and the depths of the mountains became busy again.

There is no concept of environmental protection these days. Along the forest near Huaniaoxi, a large number of mountain people are sawing wood under the light snow, and some people are desperately digging stones in the mountains with hoes.

People are moving towards a better life. In previous years, they were hungry and full. Most of the time they were conscripted by the village owner to do hard work and had no time to take care of their families. Now they are forced to come here by the beggar army Changing land and using someone else's dilapidated house always feels a little awkward. Before spring begins, every family is planning to build some new houses.

People are very busy, and animals are similar. The east slope is slightly gentler, and the wooden fence encloses the small half of the mountain. A large group of big white pigs are also strolling happily in the forest, using Put the mouth under the tree, find some nuts for the winter, and the insects will eat them.

A production team of more than 100 people is busy preparing bran, some corn noodles, dried sweet potato stems, etc., which are chopped and added to the pig trough.

Modern people raise wild boars in order to pursue meat quality and nutrition. Song Qingshu also plays with free-range wild pigs, but it is completely helpless. These days, sanitation measures are not up to standard, and pigs raised in captivity are easily infected with diseases. When they were in Dai County, many pigs I was infected with pork tapeworm, only fat meat can be used to make soap, and I had to throw away lean meat and so on. The range of activities of free-range pigs has expanded a lot, and fattening has slowed down by more than half, but the disease resistance rate is obvious Much higher than captive ones.

There are more than a dozen such pig mountains, large and small, in the Dabie Mountains. Most of the army still uses black gunpowder purchased through various means to fight. Going higher and higher, Song Qingshu's mouth drools when he thinks of the extremely lethal flying thunder cannons and gasoline barrel explosive package ejectors of the later generations of the People's Liberation Army.

However, this mountain is bustling with activity, and Huaniao Village, the overlord who once ruled one side, is quiet now.

The safety is guaranteed by the begging army. There are no more people living in the mountain. All the mountain people from Huaniao Village have been relocated to live in the lower part of the mountain.

Although it is quiet here, it is by no means dead.A sheet of heavy snow buried the entire hillside, and it looked like a vast expanse of whiteness. However, after digging through the snow and searching carefully, a figure was actually lying in the snow, motionless.

The clothes are all white, and the hats are all white. They lie flat on the ground, and even if they walk around, they can't be found easily. In the weather of more than 20 degrees below zero, these people just lie on their stomachs, even with their mouths and noses in the air. , There is no heat to drink.

What you practice is perseverance!
This end is quiet, while the other end is fiery. In the mountain wall, there is a sunken rock that was originally a cave for hiding soldiers in Huaniao Village. Hundreds of men are only wearing vests and shorts, but they are shouting and punching in the cold wind. , waving bayonets, a large white mist condensed on top of their heads, and in the season when dripping water turned into ice, dripping sweat flowed from their foreheads and half of their bodies, and finally froze on their white vests.

Just next to the cave, dozens of ropes hang down from the cliff, climbing on the ropes, or dozens of men and monkeys are climbing up quickly. Han Quan gritted his teeth, and suddenly, one of his hands was frozen and fell from the rope, screaming, and he was about to be smashed to pieces, but the distance from the ground was more than ten meters, and the wide open net was dangerous. Dangerously wrap him around.

Barely recovering a life but not showing that nothing is wrong, the officers who fished out the soldier immediately pushed him to the ground, whipped him ten times, and then he sat down and did fifty push-ups panting heavily. After taking a breath, he was forced to continue climbing again. During this time, two people fell from the cliff one after another. This time, their mouths were sealed tightly in extreme fear, and they could not even make a sound. Not issued.

"It is said that the Saibei people are tough and aggressive, and the mountain people among the mountains are also so tenacious. No wonder the Taizu was able to rule the north with the south, and even the Mongols who rode on horseback and shot Wushuang were able to be driven away. Go to Mobei!"

The total number of these people is five hundred, and most of them are local mountain people recruited in Dabie Mountains recently. These people may not be as smart, flexible, and communicative as people on the plains, but each one of them is as firm as a silent stone. Even if Song Qingshu read it, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, at least if he was asked to wear a vest and punch out in the cold weather, he would definitely catch a cold.Behind him, Sun Chuanting and Zhou Yuji also put on the leather jackets brought over from the county. Watching the cruel training, Sun Chuanting turned pale with a poker face, and couldn't help but keep marveling.

"Marshal, this method of training soldiers is simply unprecedented. What is the purpose of torturing soldiers like this? Is there any point?"

"When you use it, you will know!"

There was excitement in his eyes, and Song Qingshu said with pride...

(End of this chapter)