Chapter 47 Military Order
Everything here in Wang Hou is novel, the warm heated kang, the thick feather coat, and even the meat seems to be better than others.

The big iron pot, which was not available until the Song Dynasty, traveled ahead of time to the coal stoves of every household in the mine. It was slaughtered last night and hung in the shed for a day. The sour fresh pork was chopped into small pieces, plus Soy sauce, vinegar, and salt are thrown into the iron pan and boiled until it turns into a splash of oil. These days, only dry steamed buns are just pickles, and those immigrants who have a tangy meat aroma are all salivating.

It's a pity that only strong men are served on the table, and the old and weak women can only watch helplessly, praying for a little broth from the pot to dip in the black steamed buns, and slightly improve the boring taste.

A few skinny, malnourished and hungry children kept biting their fingers, and a few girls hugged them, swallowing their saliva all the time. Wang Hou almost didn't look at those eager eyes. With a big wave of his soft heart, everyone has a share, but after all he resisted the urge and watched as Wang Ganzi led his servants to drive the elderly and children aside.

After all, this is a cruel end of the world, and supplies are limited. If he shows his kindness today and everyone has a share, not to mention it will not last for a few days. What will he use to motivate the soldiers who enlist in the army to risk their lives for him? fight?If he dies or fails, such a small group of thousands of people will eventually be disbanded. By then, they will not necessarily live better than when they were in Liu County.

Sometimes you have to have such a cruel heart!

A total of more than 600 strong men, those from Niujia Village and Zhaojia Village were all excluded. When they were tenants for Mr. Cao, all the seedlings who could serve as soldiers were picked away, and the rest were crooked melons and jujubes.

Led by those captains, Cun Zheng, a group of strong men with dark faces and hands who dug coal for Wang Hou, the owner of the black coal mine, swallowed their saliva and sat down at the table one by one. An earthen platform was set up at the front of the table. , Today is a big day, Wang Hou also got himself a steel scale armor with a basin collar, and his heavy steps made a clang, and Cao Hongjie also came over to have fun, his small face was rigid and serious, but even in her Accompanied by Wang Fu, Wang Hou, who was on stage, looked at more than 600 pairs of eyes staring at him, still feeling dizzy.

Fortunately, he belongs to the gentry in this era, so he can just shut up and pretend to be majestic. The butler Wang Fu speaks for himself. He is indeed a specially trained butler. He yelled loudly without any stage fright.

"Fortunately, the head of the family selects the soldiers of the trilogy. Those who are selected will be provided by the master of food and clothing, and one meat for two days. The young master of the family will take care of it. The ancestral tablet can enter my ancestral hall and enjoy my offering. The monthly payment is one hundred!"

To be honest, this treatment is really not as good as that of other families. Like those big landlords and their desperate soldiers, they are all given ten acres of land, tax-free, but Wang Hou and the mountain field are less than five thousand acres, and half of it has to be turned over to the government. Mr. Cao, he will have no land if he divides it like this, so he has to add extra money.

But even so, this treatment is a rare high treatment in this era, which is equivalent to the kind of monthly salary of [-] to [-] in later generations and the five social insurances and one housing fund, and it is the only way for them to change their destiny. After Wang Fu finished speaking, a group of rough men The young man's eyes all lit up.

"Today's meal, the lord will give you meat. After the meal, you will run for fifty miles, and the one who returns first around Niu Shou Peak will be chosen! Come! Serve the meat!"

Amidst Wang Fu's dull roar, the mouth-watering large pieces of braised pork and steamed buns were finally served. Some people couldn't help but grab the white flour steamed buns and gobbled up the meat, but most of them held back. Appetite, chew and swallow slowly, this is already the first test, you will have to run 25 kilometers in a while, if you eat too much, you will have to vomit before you can run far, now you can’t control your appetite, it’s like directly The opportunity passed.

Those who are interested have already set off to the north after filling their stomachs for a while, and those who don't have the courage to serve as soldiers simply let go of their stomachs and eat to death. , Most of them have already run out, looking at the little black dots running wildly in the snow, Wang Hou couldn't help pinching the mustache under his chin.

These are about to be the personal soldiers he relies on for life and death on the battlefield!

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Galloping 25 kilometers, 240 kilometers more than running and training in the army of later generations. People in this era are far less nutritious than those of later generations. This is indeed the limit for most people. They set off at about [-] o'clock in the morning, and the first ones who come back in the morning are already It was past ten o'clock, and then people rushed back sporadically. At eleven o'clock, only about [-] people came back. Mouth sealed.

If this time cannot be returned, either the physical strength is weak or the will is defective, neither of which is suitable for the battlefield.

Despite the cold winter months, the more than 200 strong men who came back first were still sweating profusely, and the heat on their heads turned into patches of white mist floating in the sky in the cold wind. There was joy and rejoicing on the faces of all the people, and they looked at the soil platform full of excitement and fanaticism.

This time Wang Hou finally spoke by himself. Standing on the earthen platform, he glanced around with a stern expression, and then his voice suddenly became high-pitched.

"Congratulations, everyone. You have passed the first level. You have stepped into the general's barracks. You are among the best among 600 people. I am very pleased, sir!"

"Now, you are waiting here. My master went back to the city to get the household registration book, and entered the military registration for you. In the future, everyone will be my Wang Hou's personal soldiers. From now on, I will live and die with you on the battlefield, and make great achievements!"

"Subordinates obey!"

Now is the time to be full of enthusiasm, 240 young men responded with a neat and loud sound, the sound shook the roof, and Wang Hou nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked down the earthen platform .

However, within two steps, he came back again and added another sentence seriously.

"Don't leave until I come back!"

"As ordered!"

After getting another response, Wang Hou really turned around and left.

Those who came back afterward were all stopped by Wang Ganzi outside the small thatched hut that was designated as a military camp. Some sat on the ground in despair, some wept loudly, and some were unwilling to sit outside He yelled and wanted to squeeze in, but he was beaten back mercilessly by Wang Ganzi with a big stick.

Compared with these fellows from the same village, those who were selected proudly had their chests straight and their heads almost raised.

However, the good times didn’t last long. It seemed that those who were not selected focused on the participation award. Wang Fu ordered people to take out more than half of the steamed buns and pork left in the morning, and invited the unselected young men to eat and drink. At the table, a group of men are gnawing on the meat. Even women, children and children are not so relaxed at the moment. Those who are acquainted can also get a bowl of broth and go back to eat and drink with the black steamed buns. The sound of eating is transmitted. In the small barracks, listening to the sound of dinner being served, these strong men who were tired and hungry after running all morning began to swallow their saliva.

"Why hasn't the master come back?"

You couldn't bear to leave the team, slipped to the door and asked Wang Ganzi, but he was carrying a big stick, Wang Ganzi blew his beard and stared and yelled: "Where is the master going, how will I wait for the slave to know! Get out of here!" Go back to the team!"

Hitting a snag, those who came out to ask the question retreated resentfully. However, not long after, rubbing his growling stomach, a kid looked around twice, and then tiptoed out from the side of the line. Walked out of the barracks along the wooden pole, picked up a steamed bun from the dining table, and started to eat it with a mouth full of oil.

Seeing this kid set an example, there was a commotion in the team standing in the phalanx. In less than a minute or two, some people sneaked out again. There were too many people leaving, and even the edge of the railing was in an endless stream. But Wang Ganzi, who was in charge of the door, just looked out, and didn't pay any attention to the inside.

After a meal, the first boy slipped back the same way he had eaten, and Wang Ganzi also ignored him.

But there are still more than 100 wooden nails staying in place.

Today is Sunday, all the strong men have a day off, some go back to warm the kang to sleep after eating and drinking enough, and some even got into the straw stack with their lovers, and some stayed by the railing Pointing and pointing at the inside, listening to the sound of discussion, the strong men inside obviously began to itch.

It was still the boy who took the lead, looked around ghostly again, and slipped out along the gate again. Not far away, under the haystack, a young girl was staring around, the two of them together It also quickly disappeared into a large straw stack.

If there is the first one, there will be the second one. Seeing that Wang Ganzi didn’t care about it at all, another group of people came out of the barracks. Some went home to sleep, and some were bragging with relatives and friends. Fortunately, now Life is quite bitter, otherwise the wine would have to be put on the shelf.

The walk was already serious enough, but in the afternoon, another dark cloud floated in, and the snowflakes were scattered downwards. The hungry, tired, and sweat-drenched young men couldn't hold on anymore. A large number of people slipped away, 240 people, and finally there were about [-] people waiting in the barracks.

"The master probably won't come back today! Let's all go home!"

At dusk, speaking the words that have been said so many times, another man in his early thirties sighed and crawled out from under the wooden poles of the small military camp. When the news came, Wang Hou rushed back with nine tiger and leopard cavalry.

This was a blast. In the village, the strong men who had reacted scrambled to run back. The thirty-something strong man who had just turned out of the pole also wanted to go back when he turned around, but before he could get in, his head was firm. After being hit by a stick, this time Wang Ganzi and the dozen or so members of the Wang family were not used to them.

"Master! The younger one is Wang Liba, the younger one ran back first! Master, please let me go back!"

Clutching his head, he watched Wang Hou enter the barracks with a gloomy expression on his face. The boy with black lips on his face grabbed the pole and shouted eagerly. It was as black as rain, and he asked in a gloomy manner.

"What military order did my master issue before he left?"

"If one day is unbearable, how can I expect you to stand up for me and go forward bravely before the thousands of troops? Kid, you are not suitable for being a soldier. Go back and work honestly!"

(End of this chapter)

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