nanming man

Chapter 21
Although several subordinates tied a lot of cloth strips, most of them were traumatic injuries. As long as they are handled well, there is no serious problem.

Gao Yihuan took the food back and took a few catties of dried fish from Wang Jiaping as interest, and then helped the injured brother to clean up the wound before starting to prepare for the evening meal.

His subordinates were short of manpower, and all the active brothers came to help. At this time, Gao Xinghao and Gao Yicheng each came back with a big bag on their backs.

"Xinghao, take out the things and see what has been changed." Gao Yi greeted happily, and the brothers around him gathered around, and saw that the two of them opened the large cloth bags in their hands and began to take things out.

Pork, dried fish, mutton, and eggs. In the end, they even took out a jar of wine, which made the brothers who gathered around boil.

Gao Yihuan didn't expect that these outsiders could only eat hard pancakes that were hard to swallow every day, and their family members could only drink gruel. The food in the old camp was actually so plentiful.

Gao Yi smiled happily, pressed his hand, and when everyone was quiet, he said, "Brothers follow me through life and death, let's eat and drink freely today, and after eating and drinking, we must lead the team and work together Earn a fortune in this troubled world, and strive for everyone to have meat to eat and wine to drink every day."

The men burst into excitement when they heard this, and cheered in unison, which attracted people from other headquarters to look at them one after another.

At present, everyone is like Chinese New Year, starting together, chopping firewood, boiling water, chopping meat, making the camp full of meat fragrance, and Wang Jiaping's subordinates who are greedy have stomachaches.

At night, everyone built a long table with wooden boards. Gao Zurong sat at the top, and the others sat on both sides. On the wooden board, if you want to eat, you can cut it with a knife.

Even if it was Chinese New Year, everyone had no chance to eat and drink like this, and Zhao Daxian was also carried out, holding a piece of meat in his hand, eating happily.

Everyone was eating and drinking, which attracted soldiers from other headquarters to watch, envious and jealous.

Gao Yihuan ate for a while, put the meat on the table, wiped his hands on the rag, and then said to Wu Shizhao who was beside him: "This time I have been promoted to the palm brigade, how about Brother Ang being wronged to be the head of the department?"

Wu Shizhao hurriedly put down the meat in his hands, "My life was saved by Zhang Lu, don't call me Brother Ang after Zhang Lu, I will be the head of Zhang Lu's subordinates in the future, and only Zhang Lu will follow the lead."

"Good brother! Come on, let's go!" Gao Yihuan was delighted to hear this, picked up a bowl to touch him, and then finished drinking the tea with his head up.

This is when he looked at Zhao Daxian next to him again and said: "Daxian, you also become a department chief, and I will leave the other department chief to Yizheng, and the other brothers will also be promoted to a higher level, all of them are sentinel chiefs."

The brigade in charge of the Chuangjun is equivalent to a hundred household officers in the Ming army. Under normal circumstances, the number of troops in charge is similar to that of a bureau of the Ming army. However, the number of troops in a bureau of the Ming army is 112, governing 3 banners, and each banner has 37 people. , the banner governs 3 teams, each team has 12 people, it is a three-three establishment, and the personnel are basically fixed, but there is no fixed number of troops for a brigade in charge of the army.

Some people on the outskirts bring thousands of refugees, but they are still just a brigade. Gao Yihuan now has a dozen or so people, and he is also a brigade.

Gao Yihuan's brigade, according to the normal establishment, should have three department heads and nine post heads under his command. The full staff should be 112 people, including 99 soldiers and 13 other officers.

Now excluding his father, there are ten people present, so even if everyone has become officers, there are still three officers missing for the entire brigade to be full.

The men were all promoted to a higher level, and they touched the bowls excitedly, but after they were happy, there was a problem. The official was released, but there was no soldier under him. It seemed that it was meaningless to be an official.

"Zhang Lu, there are about a dozen of us now, all of whom are officers. Where do the soldiers come from, and do they need to be supplemented?" Wu Shizhao couldn't help asking.

Liu Heizi is now regarded as the second-line unit of Chuangjun, and there must be supplements, but Chuangjun's system is chaotic, and I don't know how long it will take.

That fellow Liu Heizi might not be kind enough to give him supplements, or simply give him some crooked melons and dates.

Gao Yihuan didn't expect supplements in his heart, he had thought about it a long time ago, before he could supplement, he would recruit people by himself, so he immediately smiled and said: "I plan to go to the wounded barracks to recruit some people, those soldiers are basically left alone, I will give them enough Food, make sure they have two dry meals a day, someone should be willing to come over."

As he said that, he looked at the crowd again, "You also spread the news to me, just say that we are full of food here, so go and recruit some people for me, but don't recruit everyone, try to find some strong ones, a little Come experience."

Everyone didn't know whether they were listening or not, their cheeks bulged and they nodded repeatedly while eating.

The advantage of entering the camp right now is that there is no strict management system. If Gao Yihuan has money and food and pulls out a team of tens of thousands, there will be no impeachment by the official censor, and there will be no Local officials reported to the court that he had conspired against him.

At this time, limited by the environment, the wounded soldiers are prone to infection and it is difficult to return to the battlefield. Therefore, their original team basically gave up on the wounded soldiers and left them to fend for themselves.

In the next few days, Gao Yihuan went to the wounded barracks a few times. When he collected the corpses, he did some simple treatment on the bandages, which saved many people. Many of them were only slightly injured, and there was no problem returning to the battlefield.

In addition to going to the wounded barracks to pick people up, Gao Yihuan also asked Gao Yicheng to set up a stove near the wall of the village, where he steamed steamed buns every day, and advertised that as long as he came to him, the steamed buns would be enough.

In this way, within a few days, Gao Yihuan rescued selected forty or fifty stronger people, but there were also some who ate him twice, couldn't stand his training and restraint, and slipped back to the original team quietly.

In the early morning, Gao Yihuan stood in front of all the soldiers and said loudly: "Run two laps today, and then conduct a mandarin duck confrontation drill. It is still the old rule, the winner eats meat, and the loser continues to eat the big cake."

Time flies, and before you know it, it is July of the 15th year of Chongzhen. It has been more than half a year since the Chuangjun army besieged Kaifeng, and Gao Yihuan's soldiers have also been training for more than a month.

Since the last time, Liu Heizi and Wang Jiaping didn't bother him either, and let him toss about in the camp, which made Gao Yihuan clean for a long time. Feel sad.

Before, he thought that Zhou Ronghua's asking price was too expensive, and he was reluctant to exchange all the silver and salt in his hand for grain. Now that more than a month has passed, he didn't expect the price of grain to double again, and the silver in his hand was stretched out. It can't last for a few days.

(End of this chapter)