The team that escorted the grain and grass to Dabei was separated from Beixing Ancheng during the dawn. The Jingliqi River passed from the Floating Bridge.

There are a small number of Ming Army and immigrants in the station. The journey on the first day was not shocked and dangerous. Until the dusk. After the night, they watched and rest, and they took the dim moonlight to eat.

I often see the light shaking the torch. It was the patrol squad of the Ming army, and it may also be the Mao Zi and Disdin or other people lurking in the jungle.

The civilians who are responsible for the transportation of food have weapons, dagger, short knife, sickle, ax, wooden spear and foreign guns, Liu Zongxian observed the entire day of the day, and finally concluded that these civilians are composed of two types of people. One category.

It is a good person, a Shunmin, and was forced by the emperor's tyranny to Beixing'an! They all wore tattered cotton jackets, thin and weak, and walking in the endless forest and sea, like a frightened prey, looked around from time to time, trembling.

They also have weapons, most of them are wooden spears, that is, there is an iron spear tip that inserts a iron stick on the wooden stick. However, Liu Zongxian doubts whether these people have the courage to use the spear tip in their hands to kill people.

The other is the wicked, the mob, and the monsters trained in the fighting struggle in the northeast and Maozi. They are all wearing warm fur clothes and look very strong.

Without watching the woodside woods, no one trembled. They often carry a few weapons, usually a foreign gun, a dagger or a short knife. There is also a sickle or ax. Liu Zongxian felt murderous on them,

There are also such murderous puzzles and the public security officer of his hometown. He also knows that these civilians wearing fur clothes have been killed, and it is likely that there are more than one!

Liu Zongxian also found Yang Le'er among the civilians of those fur clothes. She rode a very tall horse. The saddle was very beautiful and not Chinese style. This horse and saddle seemed to be robbed from a certain Russian officer.

The dinner that day is still as rich as usual, with hot and steaming oil cakes and fragrant braised pork. After several years of development, the Northeast has become the granary of the Daming Empire.

——The land here at all! On average, one immigrant can get 15 acres of land, and usually they will occupy some more, reaching about 20 acres. And these cultivated land are fertile black land that is about to produce oil, casual all kinds

You can harvest.

Planting land here is also a relaxed job. No one will pull plows by themselves, because every household has several horses. They will use Malay cultivated land. Generally, they will be cultivated by collective farmers.

Some of the Chinese households were called to serve all kinds of "paid labor", so there was no way to cultivate its own land. And it was not tiring to drive the horse to pull the plow.

The benefits are naturally happy. As for the farm work of weeding, catching insects, it seems that no one does it. The only busy and tired is the harvest season. On average

They, but they gained the ordinary farmers in Hanlands, and they couldn't believe it.

Yang Le'er ate oil cakes and roll meat, and from time to time he sipped a rice wine in a gourd. This is his favorite wine that his father was during his lifetime. When he was in Sichuan, the family was very poor.

Still drink a little bit every day. Now. The family is very rich, with sixty acres of land, three horses, oh, and a touches that she just brought from the battlefield, there are four horses.

It ’s a deposit of 2,000 silver dollars in Lixin Bank. She also has a bag of gold coins, and at least a pound of weight, which is a dowry she saved for herself.

But such a wealthy life is not flat. When they want to leave Sichuan, they are a family of four, and now they are only two siblings! Thinking of parents, Yang Leer was sad again.

A young officer who was working on the northern Jiangsu Yin was taught Liu Zongxian to use the Coxt pistol and chatted with him by the way.

"Here, every family has a house, there is land and horses, and the food is not eaten. But every family has someone who gives his life to the northeast. This house, this place, this horse is exchanged for life!"

This little officer is a military household that moved to Liaodong in northern Jiangsu. The home was originally ate transportation rice. Although it is not rich, he is also Hemei. Unfortunately, such a day is ended with the arrival of Emperor Zhu.

It is not unveiled at home. I have made a few troubles and no good results. In the end, there was no way to sign up for the military households to come to Liaodong, and it was divided into land and real estate. However, the price was 20 years of military service!

"There are 16 years!" The little officer smiled bitterly, "At that time, it was an old man, and I did n’t know if it was life to live."

He won't stay in the place where the birds do not shit in Beixing'an for 16 years? Liu Zongxian thought in uncertainty. If so, he would rather take off the red robe to be the common people.

"You can retire at any time," the head of the Ming army with a tall body and a long -sow face was inspecting the camp. When he heard the little officer's words, he took a sentence, "Just hand over the land."

"Then I should have been a soldier for the emperor for 20 years." The little officer laughed, "The head of the regiment, if I really can't live at that time, you have to help me take care of my wife and children."

"You are dead, I will control your wife to the end. Your son can go to the youth military school." The head of the regiment said, "The orphan of the martyrs can go to the juvenile military academy. Do not tuition fees for eating and packing. After graduation, he will be an officer.

"

"That's not okay, my son is going to study for the talent."

"Let's not be." The head of the group took a sip, "You can still have a talented talent in your stupid melon's brain?" The soldiers around him laughed for a while, and the small officer's face was red, and he lowered his head.

"Lord Liu, right? Shi Guan Cheng Xueqi, the head of the third regiment of Beixing'an Army." The head of the regiment rushed to Liu Zongxian and introduced himself.

Don't run around everywhere, just find a drill under a car. Don't go to the forest, do you know? "

"Know, thank you for the care of Colonel Cheng." Liu Zong also smiled with a smile on his face. He had been staying in Beixing'an for a while, knowing how dangerous it was, what tiger, big gray wolf, and black blind man.

Packing, a reader like him with a small arms and legs, it is really useless here. After entering the forest, the snacks of the forest.

"Captain, do you think Mao Zi will really be lured out by us?" the young officer suddenly asked.

Liu Zongxian also sat up straight and pricked up his ears to listen.

"Who knows? Maybe." Cheng Xueqi smiled, "They are very short of food now. It was summer when we came here, and the crops in the fields did not grow. They did not have much food in hand. How many days did the food arrive?

They have gone to a fortress. So they can only rely on the mountains to eat, but in winter, it is difficult to get food in the mountains."

That's hundreds of thousands of people! Liu Zongxian put away the loaded Colt pistol and was full of thoughts. A few years ago, these people were still high-ranking Eight Banners disciples, but now they are forced into the woods to wait to starve to death. Could it be that

Can't we give them a way to survive? Liu Zongxian thought to himself, these soldiers know how to kill. If civilians were allowed to take charge of the army, the current situation would definitely not be reached.

Cheng Xueqi continued: "But it's not impossible to get food. There are some Mongolians in this area. Several tribes have been slaughtered. People were killed and livestock were looted... Maybe they have collected enough food.

It’s winter. But then, the war in Bac Hung Yen Province will continue."

People are turning into beasts. Either you kill me, or I kill you! Liu Zongxian thought of Yuxian, and the child also came with him. He had already become one with a group of Sichuan immigrants. If all the bannermen could
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