Yangqiu Li is not a grassroots political organization officially recognized by the Han Dynasty. It is just a settlement where a group of refugees drifted to settle here. It was named Yangqiu Li because it is located in the south of Yangqiu.
It is said to be a village, but in fact there are only 20 or 30 households with about 200 people.
Because Likui Jiangxing was knowledgeable, he led the villagers to cultivate the land and built a fence and a lookout at the mouth of the valley. If any bandits were discovered, he would run into the mountains and escape several disasters, so he was able to rest and recuperate for a while.
However, most of the villagers are still old and weak, and there are fewer men as strong laborers. The strongest ones are hunched and skinny, which is a bit shocking to look at.
In comparison, all the soldiers in Gongsun Yan's team can be said to be strong. After being fed with refined grains and refined salt for less than half a month, they all got rid of the situation of being short of food.
The snow has lightened a bit, and in the usually quiet village, soldiers in black military coats are walking around.
"Uncle Ding, why do you think Captain Zhao and the others want us to build this kang for these heads of Guizhou?"
He Zhou, who was dressed in black and was obviously in much better mental health, muttered dissatisfied. He was very dissatisfied with having to work for others in the wind and snow.
Although their clothes are extremely warm and protect them from the cold, they never go out for training during heavy snowfalls.
On the days when Captain Zhao was supposed to be exempted from the rigorous training and bragging by the fire in the barracks, they were divided into small teams to repair the Kangs and houses of the people in the village.
He Zhou was very dissatisfied and stirred the mud with a simple wooden tool a little slower.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Ding Li was working with him to lay mud bricks in the backyard of a house. He was much more stable and knowledgeable than the impetuous boy He Zhou. "Look at it and learn it hard! If you learn this skill, you will be able to leave the country in the future."
If you join the army, you can still beg for food."
Begging for food? He Zhou curled his lips disdainfully, a man should perform meritorious service on the battlefield.
Unlike Ding Li who had no choice but to join the army, He Zhou took the initiative to recruit soldiers.
He is the third son in the family.
The second brother married a wife and gave birth to a boy. The few acres of thin farmland at home could not afford to support so many people.
He Zhou volunteered to sign up for the army, which not only provided him with two meals a day in the army, but also exempted him from the burden of a young adult in his family.
He didn't want to live a life like his father and brothers, facing the earth with their backs to the sky. He wanted to build a successful career and marry a beautiful wife.
He didn't want to waste his energy on these common people in Guizhou.
Thinking about grinding the wooden plate with mortar, it was a little slower.
There are many people who think the same as He Zhou. Although they are also from Lishu, after joining the army, they mentally separate themselves from their previous class.
After becoming soldiers, they would not hesitate at all if they were asked to turn their guns and rob the people.
"Sun Tzu's Art of War" states that Yunzhi will provide food to the enemy. In order to avoid the hardship of transporting food to the rear and the consumption of civilians, generals are encouraged to feed the enemy on the spot and seize the enemy's food and grass to supplement their own side.
This strategy was abused in the hands of generals who had no moral bottom line.
What kind of general leads what kind of soldiers? This group of white-horse Yi Cong followed Gongsun Zan and frequently committed plunder. To them, the people were like lambs to be slaughtered and lacked empathy.
It's normal for them to kill people at will. If they change their clothes and go rob the road, they may be more professional than bandits in looting.
After Zhao Yun became the commander-in-chief, although he joined forces with Gongsun Yan and Xia Houlan to formulate a new military law that prohibited disturbing the people and looting, it was still too early to ask them to create conflicts between the army and the people.
Gongsun Yan once proposed a variant version of the Eight Points of Attention and Three Major Disciplines. Not to mention Xia Houlan, even Zhao Yun felt that her idea was too naive and suppressed it for the time being. He would only try to implement it later when the soldiers' psychology changed slightly.
He Zhou stirred the wet mud a few more times and angrily threw down the wooden tools in his hands: "How can we work outside and those Guizhou leaders stay at home to take shelter from the wind and enjoy their happiness?"
In anger, He Zhou forgot the newly promulgated military law, strode to the house, and kicked open the covered door.
Several people in the house were huddled in the corner in ragged clothes.
He Zhou and other soldiers were angry and did not want to work hard, but how could the people in the house be happy?
They were frightened when they saw the officers and soldiers. Many of them had been robbed by these officers and soldiers and driven out of their hometowns like cattle and horses. How could they dare to let these fierce gods lick blood from their swords to work for them.
But Li Kui also said that it was the chief officer of this group of officers and soldiers who arranged it, and they did not dare to object.
Outside, the officers and soldiers were working on laying bricks, while inside the house, their whole family was trembling in the corner, hiding their teenage daughter in the back.
He Zhou kicked in the door and broke in. The man of the house immediately opened his hands to protect his wife and children and knelt down.
"Master, please spare your life, Master, please spare your life." The male host's head hit the dirt with a bang.
Official Ding didn't react when He Zhou dropped his tools. He kicked the door open before he secretly said something bad, took two quick steps and grabbed him tightly.
"You kid, do you want to die?" Officer Ding grabbed his arm and said without saying anything loudly, "Have you forgotten the military law?"
"Captain Zhao is usually kind, but the law enforcement is ruthless, have you forgotten?" Officer Ding lowered his voice hard, "Besides, look at their clothes, can they work outside in the snow?"
It was not that Zhao Yun didn't find trouble when he took office. He was alone in the school field, fighting on foot and horse, shooting arrows, and accepting challenges one by one. He really used his strength to conquer the team.
The military orders issued by Zhao Yun were full of deterrence, but they were still short-lived and could not be deeply remembered by these veterans.
He Zhouben was not angry for a moment.
After listening to Li Ding's words, he knew what was right. He looked around and decided to retreat.
"Get up!" Official Ding scolded his master, who was still kowtowing, and at the same time dragged He Zhou to exit the door.
But he saw He Zhou standing there blankly, looking straight at the house, the young girl hiding in the back.
The girl was timidly hiding behind her mother. She was pretty, but she was skinny and unkempt, but her black and white eyes suddenly reminded He Zhou of the neighbor girl in his hometown.
He has been in the army for many years, and he doesn't know who the girl married.
Thinking of He Zhou, he took a step forward.
The family was so frightened that they huddled together like quails.
The girl's mother saw He Zhou staring straight at him, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted her teeth and pulled out the girl who was protecting her behind her, and pushed her straight towards He Zhou.
"Since the military master likes my daughter, I will give it to him!" The role of the old-looking woman changed very quickly. A few breaths ago, she was her daughter's protector, but a few breaths later, she decisively abandoned the girl.
It's not that the girl is not her heart, and if she doesn't love her, she won't protect her, but this troubled world has taught people a cruel rule. If they don't learn to give up, the whole family will be overthrown right before their eyes.
With blood-red eyes, the man and woman opened their arms again to protect the other young children.
The girl who was pushed out by her mother stood at a loss in the room. On one end was the official He Zhou and on the other were her parents who were protecting her younger siblings. She stood in the middle with her bare, purple and chapped feet from the cold, not knowing which way to go.
Looking at her mother for help, she saw her mother shaking her head at her with tears in her eyes. The girl felt as if she was standing naked in the snow, and the slightest bit of cold air crawled up her spine like a snake.