Wei and Jin Cooks

   "Our Zhao family's army is running across Yuzhou, and even the Huns can be defeated. If you disarm and do not kill, you are not ready to come out and surrender!"

   Zhao Hanzhang was very satisfied. After Zhao Erlang threatened, she nodded to Fan Ying and motioned her to go up.

  Fan Ying immediately stepped forward, cleared her throat and shouted inside, "The villagers inside listen, the prefect knows that you are forced to be helpless and become thieves!"

"The Huns are brutal. You are living in groups just to protect yourself. You don't care about all the past governors. As long as you come out, you will still be a good citizen of Yuzhou!" Fan Ying said loudly: "Our lord is the third of the Zhao clan in Xiping. Mother, what you say is what you promise, and you will never regret it!"

   Zhao Erlang added, "If you don't come out, you will be killed!"

Only then did someone stick out their head to look at the village, which had been silent all the time, and saw that the entrance to the village was full of soldiers and horses. You Qi glanced at them all on horseback. He swallowed nervously and retracted his head again. .

   "Brother, what should I do, surrender or fight?"

   In a village like this, where there are fields all around and can easily be surrounded by people, as long as the people inside are not stupid, they will surrender.

   This is also the reason why Zhao Hanzhang mainly recruited and surrendered. A group of people who make a living by farming are not even professional bandits, and they do not know how to find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

   He directly used his own village as a bandit den. There were old bandits on top and young ones on the bottom. Zhao Hanzhang was afraid that he would accidentally step on them when he rode into the village.

After the people in    probed their heads one after another, a fairly strong young man finally came out and asked loudly: "We surrender, are we really not guilty?"

   Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand in person and said, "Don't ask, but a few like you are going to join the army to atone for their sins."

   He looks tall and strong. It’s a pity not to be a soldier.

   And having been a bandit, there is always a bit of bandit in him, so he just went into the army to wash himself.

  The young man hesitated for a while, but still asked loudly: "Can the military slave have enough food? Six points is fine."

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at him carefully and then said: "It's not a military slave, but just like my soldiers, starting from a soldier."

   The young man's eyes brightened and he immediately responded.

   He turned around and waved from the people behind him, and more than a hundred people came out of the village with the help of the old and the young.

   Zhao Hanzhang twitched the corners of his mouth and pointed his finger forward. Zhao Kuanyuan, who had always been disgusted, stepped forward to receive them.

   All these people were asked where they came from. People from this village continued to stay in this village. People from other villages, who were not far away, were sent back to the original village. The yamen would give them relief and let them survive this winter.

   Those who are far away, record them, temporarily settle in this village, and distribute them later.

   Zhao Kuan also knew that Zhao Hanzhang was currently short of people. The Huns passed by, and the people were seriously injured and killed. In addition to those who fled, many villages were left out of ten. In some cases, the entire village was immediately deserted.

  The fields are uncultivated, and Zhao Hanzhang has been looking at the newspapers from various places and has a headache these days.

   So one person counts as one, and she doesn't plan to let any one go.

   Zhao Hanzhang saw that they were honest, so he took people to the next bandit den.

   Those who knew Zhao Hanzhang and believed a little in her bandit den, naturally also questioned her. Even if they were surrounded by bandits, they could not fight to the death. At this time, a battle was needed.

   Zhao Hanzhang was in the war-weary stage recently, so let Zhao Erlang be the front man and only command from the rear, teaching him how to take down the bandits with the least casualties on both sides.

   It's good time to practice **** formation.

   Especially the formation of cavalry.

They rushed into the bandit village, but they didn't kill people. Instead, they formed a team of five, and directly separated the bandits who gathered inside. At first, they were a little chaotic. After two times, they slowly cooperated. After private training, they rushed into the bandit village again, and soon they knew that they would kill someone, or directly injure some people, forcing them to separate.

   Then staggered and collided back and forth, and soon separated the bandits who had gathered together, dividing them into circles one after another.

   Zhao Hanzhang was very satisfied with this army formation. Seeing that they were surrounded, he jumped out from the rear, raised his chin and asked, "Have you not surrendered yet?"

   The bandits looked at each other and tentatively put down the hoes, wooden sticks, long knives and... kitchen knives they were holding tightly in their hands.

   Zhao Hanzhang stared at the villagers holding the kitchen knife and asked, "Who can you cut with such a kitchen knife? You should find a long wooden handle and tie it up. Is that the same for you when the Xiongnu invades?"

  The villagers looked sluggish and said hesitantly: "I, I only have a kitchen knife at home, so I'll go back and find a wooden stick now?"

Zhao Hanzhang was speechless. With a wave of his hand, Zhao Kuan stepped forward to preach to them the policy of the Yuzhou Prefectural Government. Now surrender will not be punished, but at most will be punished. For example, if you stubbornly resist, you will be punished to cultivate the land or repair the water conservancy. ...

   Zhao Hanzhang knows that she is not friendly all the way for the political dignitaries to give both kindness and power. Let people surrender first, and those who should be punished will still be punished.

   Most of them were punished by her to cultivate land and build roads and water conservancy.

At first, the people who were punished were angry, but when they found out that the yamen actually gave the people serving food, two meals a day, basically enough to feed them six or seven minutes, so they silently did not object anymore, feeling that they were punished. Not bad;

   But later they saw people who were not convicted, but who were still cultivating land, building roads, water conservancy and houses, and only then did they realize that they could not only eat, but also get money.

   A person can get from five to eight wen a day. With this money, they can not only buy some food during the New Year, but also some cloth.

  The person who was punished regretted it infinitely, and knew that he would not resist with a knife and stick at that time.

Watching Zhao Kuan go up to preach, Zhao Hanzhang turned her eyes on the injured bandits, she waved her hand and said directly: "Since you have surrendered, we will be responsible for the treatment of your injuries, come here. , send them to the hospital bill."

   So the personal soldiers behind her rushed forward like wolves and tigers, and carried the bandits who thought they were dying while covering their wounds to the military doctor.

   Military doctor Cheng watched silently, first treated the wounds as usual, applied medicine to stop the bleeding, and then took out the syringe.

   Zhao Hanzhang stood aside and looked at him with bright eyes. When he saw him looking back, he raised his chin and said, "Look at what I do, treat it."

   Military Doctor Cheng, "...Shijun, I'm a little nervous."

   After all, the preparation method of this medicine is difficult to describe, and the raw material is mold. He is a little unsure, does this medicine really work?

   has been used by several soldiers in the army before, although they all survived, but the medicinal properties are not certain.

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him, took the syringe directly, patted the back of the injured person's hand and plunged it in, gently pushed a little medicine for a skin test.

  Han Dacheng's eyes widened, and the pain was so painful that he had to withdraw his hand, Zhao Hanzhang grabbed it firmly, "What are you afraid of, it only hurts like this, isn't the knife on your leg more serious than this?"

  Han Dacheng didn't move anymore.

   Zhao Hanzhang drew the needle and began to look at the other wounded.