Chapter 175 From today on, no longer a salt household

The commander was almost crazy. Dozens of people rushed in, but why are these dozens of people so powerful?

He didn't know what to do. The wisest choice was to slip away quickly. Looking at the posture of these people, it was estimated that the salt farm could not be defended. Several Mongolian archers were killed, and most of the remaining salts, except for a few brave ones, had begun to flee.

The salt people on the other side of the salt farm also began to flee around. Yes, it is easier to escape among the salt people. He took off his well-quality grandson's clothes, leaving only white underwear, which was still eye-catching. He rolled on the ground twice and made the vicissitudes of life. Looking at the chaotic situation everywhere, he gritted his teeth and ran out.

"Your excellency, wait for me!" Si Cheng also ran out.

"Don't call me my lord. Do you want to kill me?" The commander ran a few steps forward and stopped behind a urn to observe the situation in all directions.

Behind him, the salted Ding just now also followed.

"You, go back and burn the account book." The commander ordered the salt road.

You wear a salted uniform and follow me. Don't you want to make trouble for me?

The commander made up his mind to sneak into the team of the salt people in a while. With so many people, it was easier to escape.

"Yanmin brothers, don't run, don't panic, we are here to save you!" Tang He shouted.

No one listened to him, and the salt people were still running around.

The salt people only know that a group of powerful poles came and killed those salt and those Mongolian archers. Will their next goal be to take them back as slaves? Although it's similar to being a slave here, no one wants to be a pole after all.

Tang He really can't help it. The salt d and the Mongolian archers in the salt farm were killed by themselves. Although several brothers were injured, they were also within the scope of bearing it. However, the group of salt people in front of him seemed to herd sheep. He really had no choice.

They didn't know themselves and thought they were the poles to rob. They were all panicked. Tang He really wanted to slap them a few times.

"Wrap them up and don't let them run away!" Tang He ordered viciously.

Suddenly, the spearman and the fireman raised their weapons and surrounded hundreds of salt people who boiled salt in the salt field from all directions.

"Brothers, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!" Tang He repeated again.

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, the salt people looked at Tang He with nervous eyes and rescued us? How to rescue? Why save us?

The commander and Si Cheng were also surrounded in the middle. They lowered their heads for fear of being recognized by the salt people around them, so they grabbed some dirt on the ground and wiped it on their faces.

There are corpses everywhere on the ground, including the archers of the tars and the salt of the Han people. Now they have been lying quietly on the ground.

The warehouse and office of the salt farm have been cleared by the soldiers to ensure that there are no omissions.

The sentry also stood on the sentry, and they looked around warily.

Along the way, Zhang Yang looked at the situation around him with satisfaction and was satisfied with Tang He's simple capture of the salt field. In fact, there was no suspense at all in this battle. He knew the situation of the salt field very well. He knew that even dozens of poles could be robbed in the current salt farm, not to mention daring to ride with the tars. The soldiers confronted the tough team. The reason why no one dares to attack the salt field is that they are afraid of the revenge of the court later.

It's getting dark, surrounded by torches, and a firelight in front of it is particularly bright.

"Brothers, we are all on the same front. We don't have to worry about retaliation from the court in the future. We have the ability to drive the tars away." A hoarse voice echoed on the other side of the crowd.

What's going on? Zhang Yang walked over quickly. Li Shanchang and several guards also followed.

Tang He was spitting and doing mental work for a group of people sitting on the ground, but the people on the ground were not moved at all. They lowered their heads and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Dingchen." Zhang Yang shouted.

"Big brother!" Tang He said, "You're here! You know all these people, you'd better talk about it!"

Zhang Yang looked up and sat on the ground. They were all salt people from Baiju Salt Farm. He knew them all and had a good relationship. Only then did he remember that Tang and the team with the attack this time were pulled by Uncle Liu from other places, and there were also some drifters. They didn't know each other with the salt people in the salt farm at all. Of course, this ideological work was not easy to do.

"Brothers, I'm Zhang Jiusi." Zhang Yang stood in front of the crowd and said loudly.

Suddenly scratched in the crowd.

"It's really Ninety-four. How did he become the leader of these people?"

"Brother Shicheng, why are you here?"

"Brother Shicheng, didn't you go out to transport salt?"

Zhang Yang looked around. Under the light of the torch, a person's face could be seen very clearly.

Liu Ergou at the head of the village, the son of the neighbor Aunt Wang, and Yu Shengbo, who is over half a hundred years old... Zhang Yang saw puzzled, confused, and trusted from their eyes.

"From today, everyone will no longer be a salt people, will no longer be bullied by large and small officials of the salt farm, and will no longer be hindered by the household registration of the salt people. I declare that everyone has returned to the identity of ordinary residents!" Zhang Yang said loudly.

Since the Song Dynasty, special household registration has been used to manage salt people. Once they become salt people, they can never be changed. The salt people can only accumulate salary, ash, drizzle brine, and fry salt for generations. They can't participate in the imperial examination or farm. All the salt produced should be handed over to the public, and the income will only survive.

Many salt people can't even marry a wife because they are poor, because there are no normal households who are willing to marry in salt households, so some have to marry within the salt people.

The salt people all hope that they can get out of this sea of suffering. Today, I finally heard that Zhang Shicheng, who is a salt household like himself, heard a blood boil: From today on, he is no longer a salt household!

"Brother Shicheng, is this true?" Liu Ergou asked in the crowd.

"I, Zhang Shicheng, when did I deceive everyone?" Zhang Yang asked rhetorical.

Yes, Brother Shicheng has grown up with him since he was a child. Everyone who has difficulties is willing to help. After he became a salt farm, he often subsidizes everyone. Brother Shicheng's words are not credible. Who else can be trusted?

"We are all Han people, but now we are pressed on our heads by the Mongolian tars. Everyone present, who has not been bullied by Qiu Yi? Even if Qiu Yi dies, which of the other tars has been kind to everyone? Zhang Yang began to incite: "Now the world is in chaos. I, Zhang Shicheng, am here today to rise up against the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty. I am willing to go with Zhang Shicheng. I raise my hands to welcome him and don't want to work with me. I will pay him five taels of silver for the road fee, and everyone can find their own way out."

"I want to follow Brother Shicheng and fight the tartar together!" Liu Ergou shouted first.

"Yes, that's right, I don't want to live like this anyway. It's better to follow Brother Shicheng!"

Everyone reacted that only by following Zhang Shicheng can he have a good life. Otherwise, even if he goes out, what can he do? The world has been in chaos, and there are wars everywhere. The tar troops in the salt field were transferred to suppress the uprising as early as half a year ago. Now they have not come back. Maybe the uprising has not been suppressed, but was suppressed by the uprising army.

Zhang Yang looked at the people below and was quite satisfied. These people are the people he is most familiar with and will also be his most trusted backbone.

Suddenly, he found that in the dark, there were two people in the crowd, sneakyly lowered their heads and did not dare to look up. In the angry crowd, they seemed to stand out from the crowd.

(to be continued)