Su Ze didn't want to force his way forward, but had to.
His current identity is that of the ninth aunt's nephew, his household registration is that of Changning Wei's military household, and his fate has been tied to Changning Wei.
Since you have received benefits from the guard, you must also contribute your own efforts.
Su Ze has never been a person who evades responsibilities, not to mention that he has nothing now, and Changning Guard is a place that can protect him.
That's why Su Ze stepped forward and wanted to contribute to the Wei Institute.
Aunt Ninth looked at Su Ze with relief and said warmly: "But as a scholar, what can you do? Let's go to Baihu and think of other solutions."
Someone in the crowd booed again, but Su Ze said firmly:
"Auntie, are there still few scholars who lead troops to fight? I just said that fighting does not rely on strength, but on brains."
The old man who had been silent all this time opened his eyes, looked at Su Ze and said, "You are somewhat sure."
Su Ze immediately said: "100% sure!"
"Uncle Yang fell into an ambush in Beishan Village and suffered a loss. But the other party's use of such despicable methods also shows that they do not have the power to crush us."
"It is said in the art of war that a sad soldier will win. Now we are a sad soldier, and Beishan Village is a proud soldier. They have shown their cards and come to the light. It is our turn to take action."
The old man looked at Su Ze and asked, "Do you still know the art of war?"
"Know a thing or two."
Seeing that Su Ze was so confident, the old man said: "In the current situation, the real soldiers cannot take action. A Yang and the others are seriously injured. How are you going to fight?"
Su Ze already had a plan, and he said: "Get into formation."
"Array?"
Su Ze explained: "It's not the one-word long snake formation you use at night. I have a set of formations that are most suitable for this kind of weapon fighting."
Su Ze's seven-point charm came into play again, and the old man had no choice but to say doubtfully:
"How many days do you need?"
"Seven days is enough!"
The old man stroked his beard and said: "Since you have issued a military order, I will send someone to declare a war on Beishan Village. What will happen if we are defeated again in seven days?"
Su Ze was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately said: "Then the three acres of wasteland I have cleared will be given to the ancestral hall."
The old man immediately said: "Okay! If you can win, how about giving you 10% of the output of the reed fields?"
Everyone looked at the old grandpa in surprise, knowing that the output of this reed field was not a small sum.
The water and grass along the river and the sea are luxuriant. This is a piece of fine dense reed. Although the area is not large, only 200 acres, it is only one-tenth of 20 acres.
The output of twenty acres of reed fields is equivalent to the output of twenty acres of high-quality paddy fields.
However, everyone also understood the intentions of the old man. If the Ashida could not be taken back, then not a cent of the output would be obtained. Even if it was necessary to hire people to help, the ancestral hall would not be able to come up with the money.
Only one of Chang Ning Wei's "own people" like Su Ze can write a blank check and make a promise for the future.
Unknowingly, everyone already regarded Su Ze as one of their own.
Some people always say that the Fujian-Guang clan is so powerful because people here value family ties.
In fact, family affection is just one of the factors that maintain the clan, not even the decisive factor.
What really makes the clan prosperous in Fujian and Guangzhou is that staying together to stay warm in a harsh environment is the best survival strategy.
The Minguang clan has also developed a mature benefit distribution system. You can say that this system is not fair enough, but it is effective enough and can lead the clan to survive.
Su Ze did not show any joy, but said to his grandfather:
"To train a strong army, I have to make a three-part agreement with you."
"Speaking."
Su Ze faced Changning Weimin and said:
"First, armed fighting is a private fight, but for the justice of Changning Guard, this reed field was taken from the Japanese pirates by hundreds of households. Beishan Village hired Arhats to bribe the county government to occupy the reed field. This is unjust. We, Changning Guard
There is a way to fight injustice."
"Since there is a way, those who have done merit must be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes must be punished. What do you think, my dear?"
The old man nodded and said, "It should be so."
Su Ze continued: "Those who knock down the enemy before the formation will be rewarded with an acre of reed fields. If everyone works together, then the acre of reed fields will be divided equally. How about that?"
The old man thought about it and said, "Okay!"
"If someone escapes from battle or surrenders without a fight, he will be responsible for the money for the injured's soup and medicine."
"As it should be."
Su Ze added: "When I was a child, I read the military books left by Yue Wumu, and one of them was suitable for fighting with weapons."
At this moment, even the old grandpa and the ninth aunt took a breath and looked at Su Ze in surprise.
Yue Wumu is Yue Fei.
At this time, Yue Fei was a martial saint who was personally canonized by Emperor Hongwu. Before "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" became popular in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, Yue Fei's status as a martial saint was still above that of Guan Erye.
There is a Yuefei Temple in Quanzhou, which is very popular.
Yue Wumu left behind the art of war. This theory has been circulating among the people since the Southern Song Dynasty. Emperor Hongwu once issued an order to search for Wu Mu's legacy from the people.
Su Ze said that he had read Wu Mu's suicide note, and his grandfather was doubtful about it, but if it was true, then it would be understandable why Su Ze was so confident.
That Yue Wumu is the Martial Saint! The martial art of the Martial Saint is more than enough for a small weapon fight!
However, the old man asked again: "But can our guards use Yue Wumu's art of war?"
"Of course! My formation doesn't require bows and horses, just simple modifications to farm tools."
My grandfather was relieved when he heard that there was no need for bows and horses. Changning Guards were sea guards. Although they did not have horses, they still had bows.
The reason why we did not use bows in fighting before was because we were afraid of causing harm to people, and because we were afraid of being caught by the county government and blackmailing the guards.
Hearing that Su Ze could form an array using only farm tools gave my grandpa another hope.
Su Ze said: "From today onwards, I will practice here every morning and afternoon. What food will I need for practice?"
The old man immediately said: "The ancestral hall provides it! I guarantee you will be full!"
Su Ze added: "The third point is that I need some unique weapons for this formation. It's not troublesome. I just need to slightly modify the farm tools. Can I ask Uncle Xianzong and his apprentices to help?"
The previous price had been paid, and the old man gritted his teeth and said, "You won't damage the farm tools, right?"
"No, no."
"That's okay! I'll go and tell Baihu and ask him to let Azong help you modify the weapons."
After saying the three things, Su Ze said to everyone:
"My formation is called the Yuanyang Formation. There are eleven people in a small formation. Those who can distinguish left and right, and know how to do simple counting, raise their hands."
A few people raised their hands. Su Ze sighed, thinking about modern history. When Yuan Shikai was training in the small town, he couldn't recruit enough soldiers who could distinguish between left and right. The per capita education level in this feudal era was prenatal education. It was really not honest.
I bully.
But at any rate, Chang Ning Wei was a military guard, so he was able to gather fifty small formations to command.
Su Ze looked at everyone and prayed secretly in his heart: "Sheng Yue Wu, Sage Qi Wu, please bless me to win this time. Mr. Guan, you will also show your spirit. When I am successful, Su will give you incense!"