Most people are unaware of the quiet changes in Chang'an City. Only ordinary people who are personally involved in these things can know about it. At the beginning, they were also pessimistic, always feeling that the jackals had gone away and the tigers and leopards came again.
But in just two or three days, they discovered that... things were not what they thought.
Most of the shops paid protection fees. Mainly these people initially received protection fees from small shops. Which of these shops had a background? Tian Meng knew very well that he had touched many things in Chang'an City. Clear.
For example, the places where these soldiers live are the houses that His Highness has bought in various cities and towns in Chang'an City. These houses are of different sizes and in different locations. Except for Tian Meng and a limited number of people, no one else is there at all. I don’t know.
But this time, after five battalions of government soldiers entered Chang'an City, more than 50 houses were recovered from the 45 people who were beaten to death with sticks in public, and the families of these people were also sent directly to other places. Fangshi re-purchased a house for resettlement, which is smaller than before.
But none of the family members of these people made trouble. Even if they were all beaten to death, it was obvious that they had been mentally prepared and were extremely honest.
Obviously they knew very well that they could not afford to offend these ferocious men who could beat people to death with sticks in public. They were honest and could still have a place to live.
If they wanted to resist... maybe they would appear in a mass grave.
And these green-skinned gangsters in the city were originally more honest than the last. When the soldiers came to ask them to submit, these gangsters were called well-behaved.
Not well-behaved? These men in front of me are direct murderers! And instead of stabbing him to death with a knife, he was beaten to death with sticks! The misery of those people was spread among all the rangers and green-skinned gangsters in Chang'an City. It was so terrifying!
They couldn't afford to offend those who were beaten to death, let alone those who were beaten to death, they couldn't afford to offend them! So what should I do if I'm not well-behaved? !
So each one of them is better than the good grandson!
At this time, the veterans of the five battalions were a little confused. They didn't expect things to go so smoothly.
In fact, we can’t blame them. Who are these disabled veterans? They came back from fighting on the battlefield with the Turks and other nomads! Everyone who can appear here has meritorious service, and those who have meritorious service mean that they have participated in more than one war!
There are indeed a few of these green-skinned rangers who know some martial arts, but facing these veterans... forget it, they are no different from those who don't.
As for the remaining ones who bully others and fear others, what can you expect them to do? Be honest, you are not fooling around with anyone!
It's just that although things went smoothly, they didn't know what to do next, and His Highness didn't teach them! It's all up to them, the captains, to handle it themselves.
"I think, we have nothing to do every day, and these gangsters are bound to cause trouble. Anyway, we have nothing to do, so why not train them? Anyway, they are attacking us, and their current combat effectiveness is too rubbish. How about we train them in the future? I can also help His Highness." The last captain came up with an idea.
"I think it's okay. Although these people have been surrendered by us, they all have no rules and are difficult to manage. A little training will also be beneficial to our management! Anyway, these people will not feel bad if they are beaten to death. Who the hell dares to be disobedient? Beat me to death." Another captain's eyes lit up, this was a good idea, and he expanded it directly.
"Yes, yes, that's right! His Highness said that those who win the hearts and minds of the people win the world. Although it is not appropriate to apply it here, since we want to control these cities, we must win the hearts and minds of ordinary people. The previous strategy , we collect protection fees to help them, which can win their trust, but it’s not enough!”
"If one day we can do something that no one can see, and when the government comes to investigate and these people take the initiative to help us cover it up, that will be enough! So I think we should start with small things, such as in the areas we control , there are those people who need help, we don’t have to deliberately help, we just help when we see it, such as repairing the house." The political commissar next to him immediately followed.
"What the political commissar said makes sense. Although we are helping His Majesty as green-skinned gangsters, we feel a little resentful towards them. But when the political commissar said this, I suddenly felt that our matter is very meaningful! Helping the people is not just helping us. Yourself?!" A member of the team nodded and said!
"Then take action and practice! Practice hard!" The last five captains who gathered together to discuss made up their minds.
"Everyone, I have another idea." Another political commissar said.
"Please speak, political commissar." These captains admired the political commissar very much at the moment. They didn't seem to have read many books, but they understood the truth very well, and they understood their hearts and what they were thinking. They spoke nicely and understood the truth. There are many, many soldiers admire them, and everyone is convinced.
"You must really want to help His Highness, right?" the political commissar said.
"Absolutely! We are all rough people. We don't understand His Highness's ambition, but we know that it is an earth-shattering event! We can't help in big places, but we should do our best in small places!" A school captain looked serious. He spoke.
"That's easy to explain. Look, our five battalions came to Chang'an this time to deal with these green-skinned gangsters. If it had been before, without Tian Meng's help, do you think we would have gone so smoothly?" the political commissar said quickly.
"No." The captains shook their heads. The information Tian Meng gave them was too important. They have almost found out who these gangsters are, where they gather, and who are the bad guys. They can just take action. What's so difficult about this? You can just pull any soldier from the government army.
"So I think this information is very important. You see, we now control all the low-level gangsters in Chang'an City, and there are actually many channels for news and rumors among these people. For example, what strangers have come from outside the city, and what refugees have entered Chang'an City. They were the first to know.”
"In addition, if we build good relationships with the surrounding stores, we can also get information from their mouths, and they may even take the initiative to tell us the information."
"In this case, are all the disturbances in Chang'an City under our control? At that time, we will summarize these information and hand them over to Tian Meng, so that all the information in Chang'an City from top to bottom cannot be hidden. Your Highness." The political commissar said seriously.
"The political commissar is smart! Let's do it like this! But we don't understand these things. If you, the political commissar, understand, you'd better give us a charter, and we roughnecks can just do it directly."
"Okay! I also know some codes and connection methods. I will teach you all when the time comes. It's a pity that there is also a very clever Morse code. You can send messages by tapping your fingers. I didn't learn it. This was done by Your Highness some time ago. There is a military book for us to learn, called the Militia Drill Manual. But unfortunately there is only part of it." The political commissar felt a little regretful.
"Military Drill Manual? I have never heard of such a name, but the military manual that His Highness took out is naturally a sacred book. Maybe His Highness is afraid that we don't understand. Change the name. If you look at the Militia Drill Manual, isn't it simple and clear? ." A captain thought for a moment.
"Indeed, forget about these things that you don't understand, just trouble the political commissar."
"no problem!"
