"In this case, it is difficult for a goose to march without a leader, and it is difficult for a man to form an army without a head. If you are willing to listen to my orders and achieve great things, then we will go to the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva and make an oath to share hardships and wealth together!"
Seeing that everyone was getting excited, Zhang Zhao took the opportunity to go and swear an oath in front of the Guanyin Bodhisattva statue behind the stone tower.
At this time, people in the Hexi Corridor believed in Han Tantric Buddhism. Guanyin Bodhisattva, known as the Thirty-three Guanyin, was a highly respected deity in Han Tantric Buddhism. The oaths made under the Guanyin statue were quite solemn and binding.
Of course Mrs. Cao Sanni will not sit with a group of stinky men eating meat and drinking wine. This stinky man is not an adjective, but a real stinky man.
Zhang Zhao was forcing himself to endure with the intention of regaining these people. Cao Sanniang didn't want to recruit anyone for her own use, so there was no need to torture herself.
Accompanied by several women from Qixiaohu Village, she set up a table of dishes on the second floor of the stone building and boiled a pot of rare corn wine, feeling quite at ease.
But soon! She was attracted by the map Zhang Zhao took out. While everyone was rushing to the Guanyin Bodhisattva Temple, Mrs. Cao Sanni ran down from the second floor in two or two, without caring about the image of an official.
Because for this era, maps are so important. The best way to express loyalty at this time is to present local maps, and maps of mountains and rivers are more important than household registration.
"Yizhou and Beiting are actually so far apart. Yanqi is indeed southwest of Gaochang, and Balasagon and Talos are actually marked!"
The more Cao Sanniang looked at it, the more surprised she became. Although this map only marked the cities and not the mountains and rivers, it was still very accurate judging from the distance between the large and small cities in the four states of Guasha and Gansu. So it marked Gaochang, Beiting and Yan Qi has credibility.
This era is not like later generations. To look at the map, just open Gaode Map or Baidu Map. The maps of this era are highly political and military secrets.
As far as the current Jiedu Envoy Yamen of the Guiyi Army is concerned, they only have maps of eleven continents such as Gua, Sha, Gan, Su, and Liang, which they obtained when Zhang Yichao returned to Hexi.
They knew very little about Zhongyun, Yutian, and Karahan who were heading west, the original Protectorate of the Western Regions and the Protectorate of Beiting.
"Ahem!" Mrs. Cao Sanniang coughed lightly, and the good lady who Zhang Zhao thought was a bean sprout actually took out a piece of silk and started copying it quickly.
Where did Erlangjun get the maps of the Western Region Protectorate and the Beiting Protectorate? Lady Cao Sanni frowned. She raised Zhang Zhao's position in her heart a little higher. Did the emperor in white leave any secret treasure for future generations?
The title of Jinshan Kingdom was canceled when Erlangjun was born. If the Emperor in White hadn't secretly left something for him, Erlangjun would not have been able to figure out the map of the Western Regions, even the two states of Guasha.
Thinking of this, Madam Cao San coughed again and motioned to the two women around her to go out with her. She wanted to go to the Guanyin Bodhisattva Temple to see what tricks this Erlang could do.
In the Guanyin Temple behind the stone tower, more than thirty people were kneeling inside the temple, and the rest were kneeling outside the temple.
The oath-taking session had just ended. Zhang Zhao did not expect that a map drawn from memory could make Cao Sanniang guess so. He was immersed in the excitement of having his own team soon.
"This time I go west, everyone is following me to make great achievements, so we can no longer regard ourselves as horse thieves. We must have our own rules!" Zhang Zhao waved his hand.
"Bai Congxin!" Zhang Zhao shouted.
"Erlangjun!" Bai Congxin quickly stepped out of the queue and made a cross-hand salute to Zhang Zhao.
"Someone has divided our brothers into three teams. You will lead the thirty-seven people in the first team. You will be the team leader. The following will be divided into three fire teams. You will nominate the team deputy and fire chief."
"Here! I'm willing to die for Erlang Jun!" Bai Congxin sang "Fai" loudly, and he was quite satisfied. The first team sounded like the main force.
"Joonge Dorkin!"
Qiongre Duojin, who was full of expectations, also quickly stood up.
"You will lead the twenty-nine people in this second team. The team deputy and three fire chiefs will also be nominated by you!"
"Here! I swear to follow Mr. Erlang to the death!"
"Yin Kite!"
"Erlangjun, Yaozi is here!" Yin Yaozi, who usually doesn't talk much, stood up.
"I order you to lead Dunzup and other sixteen people as the third team. Later, someone will recruit a dozen skilled archers and horses from Shazhou. Cousin, you can help me take care of this team first!"
"Here!" Yin Yaozi didn't say much, just nodded calmly, but Zhang Zhao knew that he was trustworthy.
Because Yin Yaozi's grandfather was the uncle of Zhang Zhao's father, Zhang Chengfeng, which meant that Zhang Zhao's grandmother was Yin Yaozi's great-aunt. This was also the biggest reason why Yin Yaozi and Zhang Zhong had been protecting Zhang Zhao.
"Loyal Lord! I now appoint you as a soldier, in charge of our money, food and equipment! Fan Quan and Fan Shun are my personal guards."
The old servant Zhang Zhong was also appointed, but Zhang Zhao did not let him take care of other things. Who knows whether he will cause any more 'big things'.
However, Zhang Zhong is still trustworthy. At least he will not betray Zhang Zhao. Moreover, this guy can read a few words and can barely calculate addition and subtraction within a hundred with a handful of branches. This can be regarded as the culture of Zhang Zhao's small group. He is a man, so he is suitable for managing logistics.
After arranging the positions of the people he assigned, Zhang Zhao began to appoint officials to himself.
"Although there are only eighty-seven of us at the moment, when we get to the Kingdom of Jin, after getting the support of the emperor's uncle, we will have to recruit at least one low-level guard from the Zhechong Mansion. From today on, you can call me the captain!"
"Here! Meet the Captain!" Everyone agreed in a loud voice, and the atmosphere became more and more lively. They didn't feel that Zhang Zhao was a bit thick-skinned at all.
The Zhechong Mansion was a military unit of the Tang Dynasty soldiers, divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. There were 1,500 soldiers in the upper mansion, 1,000 soldiers in the middle mansion and 800 soldiers in the lower mansion.
Zhechong Mansion has a regiment with a quota of 300 people. Below the regiment is a team with a quota of 50 people. Below the team is a fire team with a quota of 10 people.
But Zhang Zhao currently only has eighty-seven men including himself. If there are not enough soldiers for both groups, he dares to call him the captain of Zhechong. If there are eight hundred men, he can't call himself Zhonglang general?
When Cao Sanniang arrived at the Guanyin Temple, Zhang Zhao had already declared himself Captain Guoyi with a stern look on his face.
Cao Sanniang looked at Zhang Zhao with squinted eyes. Zhang Zhao didn't think anything of this move, but Cao Sanniang saw something different.
It seems that Zhang Erlangjun does not regard himself as a member of Cao's rebel army! Of course, he can no longer become a member of Cao's rebel army.
"Assemble the troops, separate the left and right, and assign official positions without authorization. With less than a hundred people, they are ambitious to make achievements. Are all the Zhang family so bold?" A certain lady with no trace of joy or anger on her face murmured.
