Chapter 176 The Night of Baiju Salt Farm 1

"You two, come out!" Zhang Yang pointed to the two people and shouted.

The other salt people turned around curiously, stared at the two people pointed by Zhang Yang's fingers, and looked at their backs. Why were they not familiar with them?

Although their clothes are dirty, it can still be seen that they are made of good satin, bowing their waists and covering their faces with their hands, as if they were very shy, but the hands covering their faces are so smooth that they don't look like salt people at all. Their bodies seemed to be shivering.

"Look up and let everyone see who you are? Why did you get into the ranks of everyone? Zhang Yang asked.

The two people were very panicked, but they were surrounded by people and couldn't run out, so they had to slowly let go of their hands and raise their heads.

"It's the commander, and that's Si Cheng! Why are they here?

Only then did everyone see clearly that what was mixed with them were actually the commander and Si Cheng of the salt field.

"Bed them, they usually bully us so hard!" Liu Ergou said and raised his fist.

"Yes, that is, they usually do majesty to us, always deduct our pay and let them spit it all out!" Another person shouted.

The commander and Si Cheng both looked sad. They didn't expect that they thought it was easy to escape among these salt people, but they became the target of public criticism.

"I'm a seven-grade member of the court. Do you dare to beat the court officials? Aren't you afraid of killing the head?" After thinking about it, the commander decided to use the court to suppress them.

"Fuck you, I'm the official of the court. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have eaten a full meal here without working at night?" Liu Ergou said and kicked over with a big foot.

"Ouch!" The respected commander was kicked to the ground, and then a few more feet came up.

Si Cheng quickly said, "Brothers, do you have something to say? Do you have something to say? Ouch, it has nothing to do with me!" Si Cheng was also knocked to the ground.

Zhang Yang looked at his former boss, who was now being beaten by the angry salt people, but there was no stop. Now, he has to let the salt people have a chance to vent. They have been suppressed in this salt farm for many years, and they don't even have their own people and live a slave-like life. They have hated it so much. This salt farm also hates officials at all levels.

The commander and Si Cheng fell to the ground and were "hospitalized" by the salt people. There were bursts of sharp pain, and they had to shout, "Zhang Jiusi, help! I usually treat you very much!"

It's useless. Zhang Yang didn't seem to hear their words and let the salt people punch them.

"Zhang Jiusi, if you gather a crowd to rebel, you will die sooner or later!" The commander and Si Cheng finally felt that Zhang Yang would not let himself go. He scolded and naturally attracted more fists and feet.

"Zhang Jiusi! The court will not let you go. When the troops stationed in the salt field come back, they will definitely destroy you!"

"Stop!" Zhang Yang said.

Liu Ergou kicked again, spit, and then stopped.

Zhang Yang walked to the two people and looked at them. At this moment, they were already blue and dying. This fist came under their feet, which made the two masters unable to afford it.

"Two adults, you can't blame the ninety-four. If you want to blame, you can only blame this world. The sky here is the sky of our Han people. Why do we have to ask the Mongols to do majesty? Why do the Mongols come to give your official position? It's time to change this day.

"You are a rebellion, and you won't have a good end!" Si Cheng gasped and said.

"Will I have a good end? You two can't see it, but I know very well what will happen to you." Zhang Yang said coldly.

"You, are you really going to kill us?" The commander said with shiver.

"You two should feel honored to sacrifice my banner with your blood." Zhang Yang said lightly.

When Si Cheng heard this, his eyes were straight, and his cheeks suddenly became as white as paper.

The commander simply rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Come on, tie them up and lock them up with those tar prisoners of war." Zhang Yang said.

The night was dark, but on the white colt salt field, there was a lot of light. Countless torches lit up the salt field, and countless people were crowded in front of a table.

Li Shanchang is holding a brush and writing his name on a book.

"Liu Ergou!"

"I'm there!"

"You are in the first 100-person team of the first battalion. This is your weapon." Shi Yi said and handed over a sharpened long bamboo pole.

"Brother Shiyi, why don't you send me your kind of fire?" Liu Ergou thought about the huge sound and the accurate shooting, and his heart itched.

"If you want to have it, you have to fight for it with your own achievements." Shi Yi said.

"Then this bamboo pole, how to kill the enemy?"

"What? Don't want to join? It's not too late to quit now. Zhang Yang said.

"No, that's not what I mean." Liu Ergou said, "Following Brother Shicheng is my Liu Ergou's greatest wish. I want to follow Brother Shicheng and resolutely obey Brother Shicheng's orders."

"The fine steel spear will arrive in two days. Let's practice with this bamboo pole first. In two days, everyone will have a weapon to take advantage of it." Zhang Yang said.

It should not be too late. Zhang Yang decided to immediately organize these people into his own army and form the first named team: the first battalion and the hundred-person team.

In his vision, with the gradual change of Tianque, his troops mainly use Tianque as a combat weapon. Therefore, the number of people in each combat unit should not be too large. In this spare time, he has already thought about it. It is mainly based on the battalion. Each battalion has five hundred-person teams, and each hundred-person team has ten ten-person teams. In this way, each battalion has five hundred people, one thousand men (it can't be called half a thousand men, right?), each hundred-person team, one centurion, each ten-person team, and one ten-man. In each battalion, there are 300 spears and 200 spears.

Now the brothers in the salt field are scrambling to join the first 100 team of the first battalion.

"Shicheng, talk to them and let me join!" A voice came.

Zhang Yang turned his head, and a white-haired old man was looking at Zhang Yang with longing eyes.

"Tai Shanbo, you are so old. You'd better go back and have a rest. Our team really can't recruit old people like you." Zhang Yang knows that this is Liu Tiaoshan, who is over half a hundred years old.

"How can you do this? My old man has been bullied by the Tatar for half his life. I must kill one or two Tatars and avenge my wife!" Liu Tuoshan originally had a wife, but when he was young, he was anniled by the tars first and then killed. He had been thinking about avenging his wife.

"This..." Zhang Yang didn't know what to say. Suddenly, he had an idea: "Tai Shanbo, don't worry. You really can't do this war. However, I have a more important task for you to do. Only a person like you who has lived in the salt farm for half his life can do it."

" OK, I'm not ambiguous." Liu Tushan said.

"Tong Shanbo, you have lived here for so many years, and you know all the rich and unkind families around you!"

"Of course, within a hundred miles, there are more than 20 large households. Except for the Shen family in the south, the other large households are all rich and unkind local tyrants."

"It's time for them to pay the price." Zhang Yang said.

"Shicheng, what do you mean?" Liu Tushan doesn't understand.

"Dingchen, come here." Zhang Yang shouted.

"Yes, big brother."

"From your men, take out ten firemen and 20 spearmen, and follow the Shanbo to the big families around you to borrow food." Zhang Yang ordered.

"Borrow food?" Tang He didn't react.

"We just got the salt farm, but there is not much grain in the salt farm except for salt. We recruit here, and there must be grain. The big families around them naturally have to contribute a little." Zhang Yang said.

Only then did Tang He understand that he likes to eat a big family.

"Brother, I'll take you there myself."

"No, you can ask your subordinate Xu Yi to lead the team." Zhang Yang said, "Follow the Shanbo, each big family, let's borrow a hundred stones of grain for the time being!" If there is no grain, the silver can be discounted.

Tang He looked at his eldest brother: "The eldest brother is so wise. I'll arrange it immediately." One stone of grain is more than 100 catties, one hundred stone of grain, so it has to make those big families grit their teeth in pain? Not enough food? Yes, you can cash it out with silver. Brother, what a brilliant idea.

"Shicheng, those big families, there are dozens of family residents. Is this grain easy to borrow?"

"It's okay. My men are very talkative." Zhang Yang said with a smile that he hoped that those big families would not borrow food, so that he would have an excuse to do it.

Zhang Yang looked up at the sky. The sky was still so dark and there was no light. This night was destined to be a sleepless night!

He asked people to borrow food, and there was another purpose. The salt farm was conquered by himself, and this matter would soon spread. In addition, the large households around him were hit. He believed that the displaced people around him would quickly come to him. Although the first 100-man team of the first battalion is not full, soon the second 100-man team, even the second battalion, will be formed.

Li Shanchang was busy for two hours before entering the list. Shi Yi also distributed the simple bamboo pole weapons next to him. Putting aside the burning firewood, everyone held the weapons in their hands, and everyone was full of tomorrow.

"It's late at night. Let's go back first tonight. From tomorrow, we will have regular training. If we want to go home in the future, we need to get approval." Shi Yi shouted loudly.

This sentence really works, otherwise, these guys will definitely stay in the salt farm overnight.

When the salt people dispersed, except for the sentry soldiers, the other soldiers also found a place to rest by themselves.

The horse left outside the village was also led over and tyed to the open space where the salt was boiled.

In the sky, the moon has risen, and the stars around are constantly blinking. The earth seemed to fall into silence, only the sound of garter, mixed with the snoring of sleeping soldiers, echoing over the white coy salt field.

(to be continued)