"pretty!"
Listening to Xia Heng's story, Huang An couldn't help but slap the case and scream.
Diligent people!
They are Qinke people. They have been employed by the Jurchens and Mongols all year round and are active in the border grasslands. They are different from the grassland tribes with heels.
The Qinke people are not worried about the revenge of the warriors at all.
His hometown is deep in the snowfields of the far north, and their hometown is in the far west. The Qinke people are very pure. They come here all the way just to grab things. From the time they set foot on the Eastern Expedition, they have already Lives thrown aside.
The Wu Dynasty's deployment on the border was enough to intimidate the troops and horses of the grassland tribes from moving easily, which was completely meaningless in the eyes of the Qinke people.
For this group of guys who are unable to retaliate at all, the best thing a warrior can do is to eliminate as many living forces as possible, kill everyone they find, drown them in the river if they are found by the river, and bury them in the mountains if they are found.
This wave of Wu Qiong and others succeeded in holding back a group of 400 Qinke people at the cost of nineteen deaths and thirty-eight serious injuries, leaving more than two hundred dead and injured. , plus more than 400 batches of war horses gathered from near the battlefield.
For the entire northern border, this is definitely a rare achievement.
As for those who died in battle, it was a pity, but Huang An had long been accustomed to it. This was the fate and glory of a warrior, and his merits were enough to comfort everything.
"It is indeed beautiful, but our own losses are not small. I don't care what you think or how you recognize military merit. I only know that these people died because of us!"
Fang Fang's kindness and generosity were discovered long ago from various safety regulations in Qinggutun.
It's hard to accept the rules, but emotionally who wouldn't want to follow someone who regards their life as their destiny.
The originally heated discussion suddenly became quiet.
"Master Song's arrangements and the aftermath of the North Palace seem to you to be very good, but in my opinion it is far from enough!"
"The relatives of those who died in the war and those who were seriously injured and need to be discharged from the army. I am not able to put them into the army. However, Qinggutun needs people, a lot of people. There are two people in the family of those who died in the war. All those who are willing to go north will be arranged. The veterans have nowhere to go. Those who are in the market will be given priority, and at the same time, a job quota will be given to those who have a place to go and whose hometown is next to Chidao, I will find someone to give priority to the post station job!"
Military merit pensions have always been very good in the Wu Dynasty. As long as one has actual military merits of more than one rank, even if a person dies in battle, his family will be arranged by the Ministry of Revenue, Sima Mansion, and Records Department to live a very happy life. good.
But this is good, but from Fang Fang's point of view, it is just the level of the well-fed poor, and the small amount of compensation for daily expenses cannot make the martyrs let go.
It doesn't matter if you don't train the next generation. If you do, it will still be a hard life, and you won't be lucky enough to invest all the money.
Therefore, from Fang Fang's point of view, if the lives of the martyrs' families are not to be affected by the martyrs' death in battle, the best way is to give people a job, a job that guarantees a steady harvest despite droughts and floods.
And this job equation offers a starting price!
"I'm okay with that!"
"same!"
“Teaching people how to fish is worse than teaching them to fish. With pensions and a stable income, everyone can rest assured!”
Not all of the 200 people Wu Qiong led were from the Jinwu Guard. Most of them were from ordinary martial arts families, and their living conditions were more or less. With only that little pension, it was no problem to live safely, but it was difficult to live well. , especially since they also have the dream of changing their family status.
"Severe injuries need to be repaired, minor injuries also need to be paid, thirty taels of silver per person, or a job, let them choose!"
Those who were killed in battle and seriously injured were mended, but those with minor injuries would have little impact.
"For the rest, you will have a ten-day holiday at your own choice, plus thirty taels of silver!"
The Wu Dynasty was pragmatic, but it did not prohibit soldiers from doing business privately. As long as you can make up your own time, private business operations will not affect training every three days and martial arts exercises once a month. If you can calm down in time before the war comes, military attachés at all levels will hardly They know how to take care of it, and even the military attache himself is a part of the smuggling.
This equation is very speechless, because the experience of previous lives has long told everyone that military business is the root of military corruption and the cause of soldiers kidnapping people's livelihood.
But when I thought about the fact that the Wu Dynasty's army seemed to have nothing to do except smuggling, and couldn't kidnap anyone even if they wanted to, or that the military merit system itself kidnapped the Wu Dynasty, Fang Fang didn't bother to take care of it.
The ten-day holiday is enough to go to the household market once. As for how much they can earn, it depends purely on themselves.
In fact, compared to these arrangements, Fang Fang's heart is more like establishing a joint patrol, recruiting a part of the grassland cavalry to jointly patrol the grasslands and be responsible for the security of the trading market. Unfortunately, this kind of personnel relationship is not something that Fang Fang can get involved at all. It is best to mention the capital. Don't mention it.
"If everyone wants to be like Master Fang, our army's combat strength will definitely increase by 10%!" Yu Xianke joked.
This is not Yu Xianke's direction, but the fact is that the management of the Wu Dynasty's army is too pursuit of combat power. In the past forty years, the Wu Dynasty has got rid of the tyranny of the military merit system, but the rope has only been loosened a little bit. It cannot be said that there is no humanistic care. Being able to say it is better than nothing.
Under the general environment, the same template is copied from generation to generation. There is no shortage of talents in the army, even those with the blood of the Eagle Brand. Although they also take the lives of soldiers in their eyes, after all, there is no shortage of talents. A little financial care.
"The system of our army is very mature. The entire army can fight tough battles and win them. Since we are on the right path, why should we change it? I am not doing this to question anything, but to create new goals. It is purely because I have Ability to give something financially!”
Regardless of whether Yushenko is sincere or joking, this pitfall equation will not fall into.
In the three hundred years of the Wu Dynasty, after more than ten dynasties of rule, the army could still maintain such combat effectiveness. There must be some reason for it. Who kind of person is he? He just comes up with ideas. Talking about military affairs is complete nonsense.
"Haha, I don't mean anything else. I'm just comparing my feelings. If I were still in the army, I would definitely be willing to work with you!" Yusenke quickly tried to make up for it, "Credit is very important, but money is also very important. Don't you think so?"
"Of course money is important. If money is not important, what are we doing here?"
"Military merit is the foundation. With military merit, who doesn't want money?"
"It's hard in the military. A captain only lasts for twelve years. Even a dog would hate that little money. You have the best experience of extending your life. Tell me about it!"
Everyone laughed.
Twelve taels a year is really a lot compared to ordinary people with flat heads, but for people like them, twelve taels may be the cost of one or two days.
If it weren't for the fact that there are not many rest days and very little spending time in the military, they would have asked for a salary increase.
"A bunch of guys who are jealous of money, what's wrong with twelve taels? Yanting and I said it's completely enough!" Li Yannian counterattacked to everyone.
"That's right, save twelve taels, it's more than enough. My brother and I are not like you, we smell like copper!" Li Yanting added.
"Fart, if you have the guts to say this, take out your shares. Brothers, I'll give you three times as much!" Xia Heng counterattacked, slapping the table.
Dong dong dong...
Fang Fang patted the table, "Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense. Xia Heng, take a man and help me go out for a few quick laps. If you encounter anyone who doesn't have eyesight, I'll kill them directly!"
