No one has ever seen such a big training scene, it is more lively and enjoyable than watching a movie. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liang Chuan asked Zhaodi to find someone, Fan Dianyuan, who had deserted from Shaanxi.
Fan Dianyuan and his group of northerners had long known that Xinghua might not be peaceful either. Several fellow villagers kept sighing that life was too hard. They thought that when they came to Xinghua and met a good employer, things would be quite easy. , life will start to get better from now on, but we still encountered military disasters here.
Lao Ma and the others were not complaining about Fan Dianyuan. No one could have predicted this kind of thing in advance. They could only blame themselves for their miserable fate.
Fan Dianyuan was a little surprised when he saw Zhao Di. He didn't understand what Liang Chuan was calling him at this time. Now Lao Ma's son Liang Chuan is studying and literate in the school. In just a few months, the child's temperament has completely changed. They saw it with their eyes and were grateful in their hearts. Fan Dianyuan didn't dare to ask for help, so he went to Liang Chuan's house with Zhaodi without even eating.
Many thoughts came to Fan Dianyuan's mind along the way. He looked at the endless sugar cane field. The sugar cane was now almost as tall as a person, and even the typhoon did not destroy the sugar cane. The wind blows through the sugarcane leaves and they are rubbing against each other, as if they are moaning softly. Soon they will be able to work for their employer. If such a good sugar cane starts to fight, all the fire will be gone. How can it be worthy of the boss's eldest daughter?
The recruiter didn't know what Liang Chuan was doing with this foreigner. Did he want him to join the adult management team? Their group was also famous for being tough. Last time in the village fight, there were more than a dozen of them, including men and women. No other village would dare to challenge the men in Xianshui.
When he arrived at Helu, Fan Dianyuan was a little shocked by the sight in his eyes. The empty space here was crowded with strong men who had several stoves. They all had cheerful faces and held large porcelain bowls of different styles in their hands. , sitting in small groups, eating plain rice without side dishes. The owner, Liang Chuan, was also sitting in the crowd. He ate whatever others ate. He also sat on the ground casually, without any airs or pomp, talking and laughing with the people around him.
"Third brother, Brother Fan is here."
When Liang Chuan heard this, he quickly patted his butt and got up from the ground. He smiled and said to Fan Dianyuan: "Old Fan, have you eaten yet? Sit down and eat together. Brother Zhao, go get a bowl from the house and prepare some food for Old Fan." "
Fan Dianyuan hurriedly declined: "My boss doesn't dare. My family has left food for me, so I don't dare to waste it."
Liang Chuan said: "That's it, brother, my brothers don't know what the war is going on and what consequences it will have on their hometown. So, I'll call the big guys together and you can tell them carefully. When the time comes, What will be the consequences of a fight?"
That's it? Fan Dianyuan thought it was a big deal, but he didn't expect that he was asked to tell a story. When he thought of the tragedy in his hometown, he sighed before he could say anything. Recalling this past event, he still felt doubly sad. But the matter has finally passed, and it is not just a shameful incident, just opening up scars.
Liang Chuan shouted loudly: "Everyone, come here, I will ask my friend to tell you a story."
When everyone heard this, they thought this was interesting. Saburo was good at causing trouble. He trained all day long, provided meals and even told stories. Everyone sat together with their rice bowls in hand, three floors inside and three floors outside, densely packed. Although there were many people, no one made a sound.
Many of the team members knew Fan Dianyuan, because they planted the sugarcane field for Miss Xinghua's family, and it is said that Saburo was involved in it. I heard that several of them came to Xinghua as refugees from other places. Could it be that they wanted to tell anecdotes about their hometowns.
Fan Yuandian looked at everyone's expectant eyes and couldn't bear to look at him and spoil their fun. However, seeing Liang Chuan wave his hand to signal him to start, he could only bite the bullet and start: "Uh... My surname is Fan... My hometown is by the Yellow River in northern Shaanxi. Go to a small place..."
Fan Dianyuan first introduced himself to his family, and then he actually talked about the peaceful and peaceful scene of their village back then. Then he changed the topic and talked about how they suffered from severe floods first, and then locust plagues. After the locusts had eaten up the food, people ate it. Locusts, but the locusts flew away after eating the food today, and the locusts had nothing to eat. Then came successive years of severe drought, and even food could not be grown. To make matters worse, the party members in Xingqing Mansion were having a hard time due to the disaster, so they took advantage of the chaos to come to Shaanxi to cause chaos.
The members of the adult management brigade were very interested in hearing it at first. It was said that the water in the Yellow River is yellow. It was only after listening to Fan Dianyuan that they realized it was true. Everyone’s brows furrowed after that. It turned out that this story was not a fun story, but a tragedy.
The more Fan Dianyuan talked, the cooler the atmosphere became. He paused and planned to stop talking. Liang Chuan said from the side: "Old Fan, please continue talking and tell everyone what happened."
Fan Dianyuan let out a breath of turbidity from his chest and continued to talk about what happened to their hometown. Party members come and grab things everywhere, but they won’t kill anyone. If they kill all the people, there will be nothing to grab next time. Every time, at most they robbed rice, money, and valuable items, and then walked away. Later, the severe drought lasted for too long, and the government pressed too hard to collect taxes and labor. Many people in northern Shaanxi were desperate and transformed themselves from civilians to bandits. They are more cruel than the Dangxiang people. When they enter the village, they kill everyone they see and rob them of money. They kill all the men and keep the women for cooking and as tools for sexual discharge. When they couldn't get enough food, they chopped up the children and ate them. . .
At this point, the scene was so disgusting that many team members who were still eating immediately put down their rice bowls and retched. People shuddered when they heard this. Unexpectedly, the most terrifying thing was not those who were soldiers, but those who put down their hoes and picked up knives. Farmers, what is the difference between this and the mountain people? If they come down from the mountain, will their family members be killed by them?
Many people no longer wanted to listen to what Fan Dianyuan was talking about. They were completely worried about whether the people on the mountain would treat them like the villagers down the mountain. If there is a war in the future, and their adult management team fails to protect the village, they will end up like Fan Dianyuan and others.
Liang Chuan looked at the bitter faces of everyone. Fan Dianyuan, a refugee who had personally experienced the war, had the most say. He tried hard to dispel the worries of the team members so that they would not think about escaping and face the war bravely. The only way was brainwashing.
This pre-war mobilization method has developed to the present, and it is now the method used by political commissars to mobilize ideological work. Before the war, they loudly publicize the enemy's brutality and the consequences of defeat, and use emotion to move them to reason. Now the common people have no channels to receive information. , the ability to distinguish between true and false is extremely low, so they believe what they say makes sense and brainwash them so as to overcome the fear in their hearts.
Looking at it now, Fan Dianyuan's speech has already touched them. If they are still unmoved by his brainwashing, then death will not be a pity.
After Fan Dianyuan finished speaking, Liang Chuan left him to eat and said to the team members: "Why do we have to train so hard? It is to protect our homeland. Even though the mountain people on the mountain are the same as us, they may be relatives, but When they embark on the path of rebellion, they will have no choice but to die. They will never show mercy to us. If they don't fight, they will only die!"
"Captain, let's fight!" The members of the adult management brigade were excited, and each of them felt extremely depressed. They didn't want to be forced to flee to a foreign land. It was not difficult for their wives and daughters to be insulted. Under Liang Chuan's instigation, everyone's fighting spirit was high.
Liang Chuan pressed down his hands, signaling everyone not to get excited, and continued: "Fight! We must fight, but we cannot risk death in the war. Everyone practices hard according to my method. I promise you that defeating these rabble is inevitable!"
There was a burst of cheers among the team members, especially those from He Lu. They now unconditionally believed in all Liang Chuan's actions.
Taking advantage of this enthusiasm, Liang Chuan added a handful of firewood and said to everyone: "Today I announce that we will start a war with the mountain people in the future. The first person to kill the enemy will be rewarded with one hundred taels of silver!"
What! One hundred taels! Oh my God, is this saving lives or making money? Everyone was shocked. How to calculate this deal? After all, we are now on the same boat, and we have to beat up the mountain people anyway. If we kill the mountain people, there will be a reward, and the reward is still one hundred taels!
Many of them have never seen what silver looks like. All they use are copper coins. They have not seen many large coins strung up with ropes, let alone the one hundred taels of silver.
"Third brother, are you telling the truth?" A junior corps commander of the He Lu Squadron is named He Jin. His younger brother is still young and studying in Tsinghua Academy. He serves as a junior corps commander under Liang Chuan, who is also their He Lu was relatively close to Liang Chuan, so he asked directly.
Liang Chuan smiled and said: "I, Liang Chuan, always keep my word. When have I ever broken my word? One hundred taels is just a bonus. Whoever kills the most enemies will receive five hundred silver tattoos as a reward when this rebellion is put down!"
This surprise is big enough, five hundred guan. Liang Chuan has already issued a reward of 500 taels for the couplet outside his store in Fengshan. If anyone can match the couplet outside his store in Fengshan, he will be rewarded with 500 guan. However, he still hasn't found the right one yet. . Now he has generously offered a reward, which is five hundred guan. It can buy as much land and grain as possible to build a new one. For farmers like them who only know how to farm, the temptation is greater than anything else.
The Chengguan team members couldn't sit still. There was no trace of hesitation or worry in their eyes. Wealth and wealth were in danger. If two more mountain people were killed and the money was obtained, they would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. . They have deep faith in Liang Chuan. He can even release food for the villagers to eat first. Are they afraid that the money will not be cashed?
"Then if the enemy is killed but there are not enough people, will there be no reward?" the team members in the crowd asked loudly.
"Of course there are rewards. Killing an enemy will reward you with five guan. Keep accumulating. The more you have, the higher it will be!"
