In the past year, the Han slaves were divided into one hundred production brigades by Tian Zili according to Yang Fan's rules to facilitate management. The leaders of the brigade were all promoted by Tian Zili himself.
Tian Zili quickly gathered all these people and came to the threshing floor in the center of the camp. These people were shivering and huddled together. Don't know what happened.
The few people who had been hiding in the cellars were also found and rushed to the threshing floor.
Tian Zili and An Sanxi boarded the platform. Tian Zili took out a list and handed it to Lu Shouli and said: "People below, listen carefully. Those whose names are called will come out and stand to the west. Those who can't come out, the captains of each brigade." , responsible for bringing these people over."
Then, Lu Shouli began to call names.
Looking around, there were more than 10,000 Mongolian and Han soldiers, with their flintlock rifles and bayonets shining coldly. They walked out shivering to the west.
Soon everyone discovered that these people were the ones who were closest to the Mongols and often reported on everyone for being lazy and not working. There are also the bad guys who usually please the Mongols and bully the Han people. Some of these people were originally scoundrels. After being captured by the Mongols, they immediately worked for the tigers.
Some were originally ordinary people, but in order to get more food for themselves, work less, and suffer less beatings, they have sold their conscience. Spying on the gang for the Mongols.
Seeing these people, everyone felt itchy with hatred.
Tian Zili has been planning this return, so he will naturally screen these people in secret. These people who became traitors were secretly recorded in prison for a year.
Seeing that they had finished reading the list, there were more than 3,000 people standing in darkness to the west.
"You all know that I am a Han. You also know that I am the son-in-law of Hutuktu Khan. But I have another identity that you don't know. My name is Tian Zili. I am the commander of the Jinyi Guards of the Ming Dynasty. I was sent to the grassland by Lord Yang Fan. Above, my mission is to lead you back to the Ming Dynasty. From now on, you will never suffer from this slavery again. I am here to take you home."
As soon as Tian Zili finished speaking, everyone below was stunned. It was quiet for a minute, and then the people below started wailing like crazy. He kowtows desperately and beats the ground with his fists.
"God, you finally opened your eyes, oooooooo!"
"Mother, mother, your unfilial son is coming home."
They had already given up hope and could only live one day at a time in this harsh grassland. I never thought that there would be a day when I could return to the Ming Dynasty.
Heavy labor and abuse, harsh environment, long hours, and despair are tormenting them. They are covered with injuries and have gray hair in their thirties. Thin and skeletal.
Daming had long been forgotten in their dreams. It's so far away, so far away from the lake.
Except in his deepest dreams, Daming has long been fragmented in his memory.
And today, when the moment came, they collapsed.
An Sanxi felt a wave of discomfort in his heart as he looked at these people fighting for the ground with their heads and crying bitterly. He was also a slave who was taken to the grassland when he was young, and he clearly knows their pain.
Although these people are thin, they are all in the best physical condition. The worse ones have already been fed to wild wolves and fertilized with grass.
At this time, those people in the west were dumbfounded.
Is the Prince Consort rebelling against the Great Khan? Their first reaction was to report him immediately. Maybe the Mongolian Lord would reward him with an ungnawed bone.
But they immediately realized, no, they had to flee back to the Ming Dynasty, so why would they want any bones?
But what does it mean to separate them out.
Consort, what does this mean?
"Husband-in-law, we also want to go back to Ming Dynasty. We also want to go home." These people immediately rushed forward, shouting menacingly.
Bang bang bang! The sound of gunfire frightened them to an immediate stop.
"Go back to the Ming Dynasty, huh, you deserve it. Haven't you surrendered to the Mongolian masters a long time ago? You have been spying on your compatriots for these years. Do you still need to go back to the Ming Dynasty? Since you have decided that you are the dogs of the Mongols, you Just stay here honestly." Lu Shouli yelled angrily.
These people were dumbfounded. They are not stupid, on the contrary, each of them is very thoughtful.
They knew that only by pleasing the Mongols and killing their own compatriots could they live better than others.
But the problem is, these people have all run away. I'm the only one left. what happens.
If the sheep are gone, do the Mongolians still need dogs?
I'm afraid the Mongols will just turn them into new sheep to do what the sheep did before.
The land cultivated by 100,000 people would have to be cultivated by those who hold sticks, beat and curse these slaves. The heavy labor will fall twice as much on them.
Because it is very simple, Lin Danhan has seen the benefits of farming. Human nature is like this. What you once had can only be better in the future, not lost or made worse.
Now they have become the lowest level, and these people have fled back to the Ming Dynasty. The slaves were freed. But they will inherit the treatment of those slaves who live a life worse than death.
Lin Danhan doesn't care about anything else. Even if you use your teeth, you still have to grow me the same amount of food as last year.
These people collapsed, cried loudly, and begged the prince-in-law to take them away with them. They cried and wanted to go back to the Ming Dynasty.
Tian Zili's face was expressionless. Let them live happily here with the Mongols until eternity with these rubbish. Anyway, they have already lost their humanity and abandoned their ancestors. Returning to the Ming Dynasty also brought shame to their ancestors.
An Sanxi secretly gave a thumbs up, it would be easy to kill these scum. Let them suffer twice as much on this grassland, and it will make the people's hearts even bigger. Lin Dan Khan was never a benevolent monarch. He will have no mercy on these people.
He would only use whips and horse clubs to squeeze out the last bit of their energy to grow as much food as possible for him. What he has already gained cannot be lost or reduced. Until they fall here, fertilizing next year's grassland.
"You fools, you can't leave. There's a blizzard blowing outside right now. You'll freeze to death on the road. You can't leave until spring."
Seeing that the prince-in-law was determined to throw them away, these people went crazy and shouted to prevent others from following the prince-in-law. As long as these people refuse to leave, they can keep their good life.
"Shut up, you traitors and scum. Just stay here with your Mongolian masters."
"Even if I freeze to death on the road, I still want to go back."
"May you always be with the Mongols and never be separated. Isn't this what you dream of? Bah!"
An Sanxi waved his hand in disgust, and a group of soldiers immediately came up, tied up the traitors, and threw them into the Mongolian tent. To avoid freezing to death, it would be too cheap for them. They still have a long period of suffering ahead of them.
Moreover, the master also has instructions not to let Lin Danhan collapse too quickly, but to give him substantial support to contain Jiannu. It's great for these traitors to stay here and work.
