Everyone's eyes were looking at Yang Yun, looking forward to the final answer.
"How long does it take for the barbarian to fight? The security team will accompany him to defeat him." Yang Yun glanced at the crowd and answered with confidence.
Zheng Ding frowned and asked with some suspicion: "The war in Xi County is not as good as Chengdu Fulu. Not only is it isolated and helpless, but it is also fighting against the barbarians."
He was a descended general from the Hu people and was the former minister of Xingyuan Prefecture, which was equivalent to the deputy position of Xingyuan Prefecture.
Xingyuan Mansion was the base for the Hu people to attack the Song Dynasty. He was considered a high-ranking figure in Xingyuan Mansion.
When the others heard Zheng Ding's statement, they couldn't help but look at Yang Yun.
Yang Yun glanced at everyone and took in their expressions.
He smiled slightly and said: "Now that we have appointed the little saint as our master, it is time to reveal our family background. As for the family background of Zhaojiazhuang, Master Zhang is more familiar with it than I am."
Everyone looked at each other and smiled. Zhang Hong's father, Zhang Sinai, was the chief bookkeeper of Zhaojiazhuang, and was the third person in Zhaojiazhuang besides the little saint.
As the chief steward of Zhaojiazhuang, Zhang Si knows the inside story of the Zhaojiazhuang family.
Zhang Hong stood up from his seat and saluted respectfully around him.
"Everyone has accepted the little saint as your lord. Of course you must know the lord's family background. My father has estimated that the lord now expects to have a gross income of 10 million delivery cards and a net income of 5 million delivery cards a year."
After speaking, he bowed to everyone and then sat down to drink tea.
As expected, Zhang Hong cherished words like gold. He felt that talking too much would lead to loss, and his words were quite satisfactory.
"What is the concept of five hundred delivery cards? It is equivalent to fifteen million copper coins. Think about the financial resources of our Lord." Yang Yun nodded to Zhang Hong and explained to everyone.
Fifteen million copper coins are equivalent to more than 40 million Huizi.
Everyone gasped. They had already thought that their master was rich, but they didn't expect that his master was so rich.
To say that he is the richest in the world is an underestimation, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as being as rich as any other country.
Such a large amount of wealth, although not compared with the Song Dynasty, is enough to compare with the Hu people. This is why Zhao Ping dared to go to war with the Hu people.
Everyone present could not help but be overjoyed and congratulated the Lord on his strong financial resources.
They were so happy that they almost celebrated each other.
After Zheng Ding congratulated them, he did not fall into fanaticism like them, but continued to ask his own questions.
He glanced at everyone, waited for everyone to calm down, and then said: "The financial resources of the little saint are enough to compete with the Hu people, but the Hu people rely not on financial resources, but on force. What is the military strength of Xi County now?"
After hearing this, everyone who was originally excited suddenly calmed down and turned their attention to Yang Yun.
"Of course I have to explain this clearly to you so that you all know what is going on." Yang Yun nodded.
Yang Yun scanned everyone's faces one by one and observed their expressions. Some of them still looked worried.
"Many people outside have heard that the security group and the Sichuan Guard Army only have 20,000 troops. Is this rumor true or false?" Zheng Ding couldn't help but ask.
Yang Yun looked at everyone and saw that their worried expressions became more intense, and said, "This is true."
"What, this is actually true?" Xiao Yuwen almost knocked down the teacup in his hand. Xiliao, where he was, was the first country to be destroyed by the Hu people, and he knew how powerful the Hu people were.
Yang Yun looked at him with a smile, took a sip of tea, and continued: "I haven't finished speaking yet."
Everyone's anxious minds finally calmed down, wondering how 20,000 soldiers and horses would fight against the barbarians.
"Do you all know that the imperial court is suspicious of the little saint?" Yang Yun turned his gaze to the southeast and said thoughtfully.
Zhou Jixun couldn't help but ask: "Did the little saint abandon his martial arts just like this because of the pressure from the court?"
He was originally a barbarian cavalry captain, so he knew the barbarians very well, and naturally he had his own worries.
"General Zhou's question is a good one. I'll answer it now." Yang Yun looked at Zhou Jixun and said patiently.
Seeing everyone's expectant gazes, Yang Yun bowed his hands and said in a full tone: "Since I want to tell the truth, I will naturally do it thoroughly."
"We actually have 50,000 people, and the remaining 30,000 have been hid in the snow and have already rushed over from the training place." Everyone nodded, and Yang Yun continued, "And these 30,000 are also elite soldiers, all of them are ten Boys and young adults between five and twenty-five.”
Zheng Ding thought for a while, and finally said to Zhou Jixun: "With fifty thousand elites, I wonder if we can force ourselves to fight against the barbarians?"
"It's not a problem that the Hu people can raise an army of one million, or even two hundred." Zhou Jixun added, and Xiao Yuwen nodded, agreeing with Zhou Jixun's statement.
"Fifty thousand are just elites, and there are 30,000 between 25 and 35, but now they are logistics. In fact, they are in their prime and still capable of fighting." Yang Yun looked at everyone and said.
"Eighty thousand, it seems like it's still not enough." Zheng Ding, Zhou Jixun, and Xiao Yuwen exchanged glances and shook their heads.
Yang Yun thought for a while and said, "There are still 20,000 people who are between thirty-five and forty-five. They are currently building roads. In fact, they have rich experience and can go to the battlefield at critical moments."
"With a force of 100,000, we can only barely fight against the Hu's army of one million or even two million." Zheng Ding and Zhou Jixun exchanged looks with each other and finally said.
"It's not a problem for Xi County to recruit 20,000 elite troops. If the fighting is really too fierce, it's not a problem for Sichuan to recruit tens of thousands of troops." Yang Yun continued.
Zheng Ding shook his head: "Isn't the imperial court jealous of the little saint? I wish that the little saint and the barbarians would fight to the death. I'm afraid I have to consider the imperial court's feelings."
"The court will naturally object if you attract too many people, but attracting 20,000 or 30,000 people is not a problem." Yang Yun explained.
Zheng Ding, Zhou Jixun and the other three shook their heads and said: "Of course these 30,000 people are members of the security team. I am afraid that other people from the imperial court will come, and Xixian will no longer be a little saint."
After hearing this, the others looked at each other with worries in their eyes. This West County is the base of the Little Sage, how can it be allowed to be touched by others.
"Of course I have this thought, but later I found out that this worry was unnecessary. Now there are a large number of people from the Central Plains in Jintang County and other places, and there are also some people from Sichuan who are grateful to the little saint." Yang Yun patiently said to the people present, "As long as the little saint says hello, people will come naturally like a crucian carp crossing a river."
"Of course the little saint has this calling power, but when recruiting a large number of troops in Sichuan, the court's attitude must be considered." Zheng Dingshuang expressed his worries.
Yang Yun looked at everyone and said as calmly as possible: "It doesn't matter, in addition to Sichuan, there is also the Central Plains."
"Since the little saint brought fifty thousand people from the Central Plains, haven't the barbarians set up defenses everywhere against the little saint? How can they still pull people there?" Zheng Ding shook his head again, with a look of complete disbelief in his eyes. .
Yang Yun looked at him and shook his head: "Of course the young man will not take the initiative to go to the Central Plains to pick up people, but the people of the Central Plains will come by themselves."
"Why did they come here on their own?" Zheng Ding and Xiao Yuwen didn't believe it at all and couldn't help but be stunned.
Yang Yun smiled and said: "With these 50,000 Central Plains people as an example, the Central Plains people have regarded Jintang as a paradise on earth and wish they could grow wings and fly there."
Zheng Ding, Xiao Yuwen and others thought about it and felt it was reasonable, and finally agreed with this statement.
Zheng Ding thought for a while, took a sip of tea, bowed his hands and asked, "May I ask the military advisor, how many people have come to Sichuan from the Central Plains now?"
"There's no fixed number for this. Sometimes it's dozens a day, sometimes it's more than a hundred. Last month, nearly 3,000 people came." Yang Yun returned the gift with indescribable pride in his words.
It seems that the security team's detailed operations were on the right track last time and had a great impact on the people of the Central Plains.
In fact, some of Yang Yun's words were not completely finished. The reason why so many people from the Central Plains came to Xixian County was inseparable from the detailed work camp of the security group.
After all, most of the people in the Central Plains are illiterate, and some have never even been to the county town in their lives.
In fact, the Han people have a strong sense of ruralism. If it is not a last resort, who is willing to risk their lives and move thousands of miles?
The key thing is that they have little information, so how do they know that Jintang County is a paradise on earth?
Xizuoying really worked hard to let the people of the Central Plains know that Jintang County is a paradise on earth.
In order to attract people, the Eight Immortals of these security groups crossed the sea and used their own unique tricks.
Since Xizuoying was originally from outside, he could not persuade the locals.
The only people who can persuade the local people are local literati and businessmen, especially the elders and squires.
The status of merchants is not high, but they have a wide range of contacts, and they have contacts with all three sects and nine religions;
Literati and squires were more authoritative than businessmen.
But they have a great influence in the local area, and the people are extremely susceptible to their influence.
The merchants, the literati, the elders and the squires each have their own characteristics and complement each other.
They developed local literati, businessmen and even squires and elders as their downline.
This is a very difficult process. In order to develop, some agents even sell themselves to the squires as servants, so as to achieve the goal of getting close to the elders of the squires.
They risked their strengths and became servants to the elders, because if the elders were not persuaded, they would have to be their real servants for a long time.
After many contacts, the squire was finally persuaded.
There is even more difficult work, even holding a broken bowl and pretending to be a beggar.
The Central Plains has a large population, poor harvests, and a large number of beggars.
As a result, this elaborate work was successful because these beggars are usually single.
Not only did he not have enough to eat, he was sometimes even hungry all the time, and his life consisted of nothing but begging.
I heard that Jintang County is a paradise on earth, so there is no reason not to go there.
As long as there is a little provocation, they will immediately set off in groups towards Xi County.
They smell bad and wear paper clothes. Not only do ordinary people dislike them, but even the barbarians want to stay away from them.
This craftsman named Hong Qi was so successful that he brought a thousand beggars to Xi County.
After arriving in Xi County, none of these beggars left.
Isn’t Xi County a paradise on earth? There is still paradise on earth.
Hong Qi led a large number of Central Plains people to Xixian County and was personally received by Zhonghua, the leader of the Xizuo Camp.
Not only has he been upgraded from an ordinary craftsman to a formation leader-level craftsman, he also has hundreds of people under his command who specialize in recruiting people.
Which people to pull? Of course they are beggars. They are familiar with the road because they are serious beggars themselves.
Yang Yun felt very emotional when he thought about it, and he was especially grateful for the hard work of the craftsmanship camp.
Without the painstaking efforts of the camp, how could the population of Xi County be prosperous?
Everyone here didn't know this, they just knew that Xi County was the next paradise on earth, and they saluted each other and congratulated each other.
Zheng Ding was really calm. After thinking about it, he bowed his hands and asked, "May I ask the military advisor, how many people from the Central Plains are left in Xi County?"
This is the key. Now everyone here regards Xi County as the territory of little saints, and I hope to keep them all.
"After persuasion, almost all the people from the Central Plains have stayed in Xixian. Currently, there are more than 40,000 people from the Central Plains in Xixian. Since there are many workshops in Xixian, all these people have a way of making a living." Yang Yun returned the favor with joy. answer.
The people present congratulated each other again, Xi County is worthy of being the base where the little saint started.
But Zheng Ding didn't think so. Instead, he calmly asked a question: "How many thunders are there in the security team?"
