Chapter 21 Recruitment

Style: Historical Author: The misty fisherman's songWords: 3045Update Time: 24/02/20 14:12:28
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you bring fifty thousand troops, but I only have eight hundred?"

General Tian said awkwardly, "Don't disturb me, sir. With your martial arts and strategy, you will definitely be promoted to a higher position in the future."

"Okay, I'll leave first." Yang Qian thought for a while, but still said uneasy, "After the conscription comes back, are these people sure to be under my management? What about the training?"

"I am responsible for training troops."

"How about those eight hundred people, let me train the troops..." I have seen General Tian's ability to lead troops. To put it nicely, he is as stable as a mountain. This is the first time I heard about the defensive battle. Such people are actually more suitable for defending the city and fighting in the field.

The sounds of soldiers practicing outside were heard, the crowds were excited, and the army was at its peak. General Tian rubbed his beard habitually and thought, the young master has won the battle, and the strategy is very sophisticated, but if the soldiers are not well trained, once the young master gives up, then these eight Hundreds of soldiers were wasted.

The battles in the Central Plains were all conducted by generals in large-scale group armies. Disorganized military formations were a taboo for military strategists, but the identity of the young master was here.

After thinking hard for a long time, General Tian let out a long sigh, "Oh~~~ Then leave it to the young master. If you feel tired from training, leave it to me."

Yang Gan smiled and patted General Tian on the shoulder, "Thank you, Old Tian, ​​we are just grasshoppers on the same rope now. I have done meritorious service, and you have done meritorious service. Let's do the benefits together."

General Tian showed a smile that was uglier than crying and said, "Thank you, sir."

A soldier was found from outside and asked to take Yang Gan around to get acquainted with him.

After arriving outside, the soldier cupped his fists at Yang Gan and said, "Colonel Yang."

Yang Qian also cupped his fists and returned the greeting, "You haven't asked for advice?"

"Mile."

The two of them got to know each other, and Yang Qian suddenly felt a sense of absurdity. There were tents all around, and rows of soldiers in armor walked past, holding bronze halberds four to five meters long, which looked like they were unearthed. cultural relics.

"Colonel Yang, Colonel Yang..."

When Yang Qian came back to his senses, he saw Mi Le asking him questions with concerned eyes.

Yang Gan shook his head, forced a smile and said, "Oh, I'm fine."

Mi Le nodded and began to take Yang Gan to visit. There were soldiers' camps, stables, and special ordnance camps. He was not interested in other things, but Yang Gan became more interested in cold weapons.

In his previous life, when repaying a loan, Yang Qian would grit his teeth and save money. Every year for his birthday, he would buy himself a weapon from Longquan, such as the Eight-sided Han Sword, Tang Heng Dao, Pu Dao, etc., because he was single. , and even specially decorated a room to store his favorite swords.

Unfortunately, the favorite Mo Dao is not authentic. The law of the Tang Dynasty stipulates that Mo Dao cannot be buried with him. Therefore, the Mo Dao sold in the world are made by masters who forge cold weapons based on records in some ancient books, and their power is just that.

Yang Qian was ruthless at that time. As long as he had an authentic Mo Dao, he would accept it for less than 50,000 yuan. He would not buy any other weapons for five years at most, because he had seen too many modern forged swords.

On the contrary, his bronze halberd and iron sword are not eye-catching at all. Apart from being sharper, the mottled surface is not pleasing at all.

Arriving at the armory, Yang Gan picked up the bronze halberds and Chang Ge looked at them. New weapons always had such a cold light. He also looked at the arrows from bows and crossbows, only to see a pile of arrows like a hill.

"So many arrowheads?"

"Captain Yang, this is not too much. The other camps are all filled with arrowheads. On the battlefield, these are the fastest-consuming items."

After randomly pulling out a few sticks, Yang Gan shook his head. The consumption ratio was a problem and could be improved, but he was just a captain now. No matter what kind of mentality he had, it was best to take care of himself.

Thinking of going to a strange county, Yang Qian still remained vigilant and inquired carefully. This was not a peaceful era, and who knew whether there would be warlord separatism.

"Mi Le, what is your military position?"

"I'm just a hundred commander, and I also serve as General Tian's bodyguard."

"Then let me ask you, how much do you know about the situation in Wufeng County?"

Mi Le secretly thought that Yang Qian was worthy of killing thousands of Xiongnu people. Even if he went to a county, he needed to find out clearly. This was a typical plan and then act.

If Yang Gan knew about it, he would definitely respond in his mind: Nima, planning is nothing, I am just afraid of death. If you find out clearly, it will be easier to run.

"Captain Yang, it's getting late. If we don't leave early, it will be a serious crime to delay the military situation."

"good!"

Mi Le took a few soldiers, mounted his horse and set off towards Wufeng County with Yang Qian.

After Mi Le's explanation, Yang Qian understood that Wufeng County was originally a place where silk was produced. There were many farmers here, but not many who grew food. Almost most of Guizhou's capitals were mulberry farmers and there were many blacksmiths, but None of them made much farming tools and weapons, and almost all of them were good at making needles.

There are bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets hanging out to dry outside every house, and every woman can learn one or two skills of weaving and embroidery. Although it is a small town, its wealth is no worse than that of the wealthy households in Yuntong City.

Several people came to the county, and the county magistrate had been waiting for a long time. Only then did Yang Qian realize that the county magistrate's level was much higher than he had imagined. It was often shown in TV dramas that the county magistrate was nothing more than a ninth-grade sesame official.

It's simply a lie. The county magistrate here is a high-ranking official second only to the county guard, one level higher than himself. The two groups of the army and the county government started to compliment each other as soon as they met.

There is no way, the current situation is unstable, and the military level is lower than that of the local snakes here, but the Huns' march south this time has frightened the county and the county. Naturally, we can only rely on the power of the army to get things done. to survive.

But now the county is also in a difficult situation. The young and strong are being dragged away to fight, which will inevitably lower taxes.

Yang Qian seemed to see his concerns and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, don't worry. I also brought my military status. I would like to ask how many people you think are suitable."

"Yo~!" County Magistrate Chen was extremely surprised. People in the army have always been quite arrogant, but this was the first time he heard about conscription and asked him for advice.

Yang Gan's first rule when dealing with others is to be polite. That's right. As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Even if this person is no longer useful to you, don't offend him and become your enemy. No one knows if he will bite you at some time. Take a bite yourself.

In my previous life, this kind of thing was common in the workplace. Sometimes you didn't even know you had offended someone. Many people who had just graduated from school accidentally hurt someone's self-esteem.

That's right, they can't mess with you, you are a newcomer after all, but when something goes wrong, some idiots will just go and die together. Anyway, I am an intern, and if you offend me, I will leave. Even if you are a regular employee, you will not leave. Also pull you into the water.

On the contrary, there is a lot of peace in the government departments. This is what Yang Qian mentioned at the class reunion. Many government civil servants have to be colleagues for life.

County Magistrate Chen didn't know what Yang Gan was planning. After thinking about it, he asked, "How about 3,000 people?"

"good!"

Yang Qian made the decision directly without even hesitating. Instead, Magistrate Chen was dumbfounded. This was the first time he saw such a stick.

But Yang Qian's inexplicable smile made County Magistrate Chen feel quite uncomfortable, and he added, "When Captain Yang leaves, I will give him a few pieces of brocade."

"At least five~~!"

"Huh?" County Magistrate Chen was dumbfounded again. Why did this brat not follow common sense and deliver things by himself? He had never met anyone who asked for anything.

However, he agreed quickly so as not to waste too much labor. You must know that the silk from Wufeng County is not only shipped to most places in the country, but also connected to the grasslands.

Silk is a symbol of nobility, and there is more than one nomad on the grassland. Besides, what if it is sold to the Huns? It is not a strategic material, and it can be exchanged for cattle and sheep. Even some countries thousands of miles away will send merchants Come to purchase.

After the two of them had negotiated, Yang Gan led a few soldiers and walked outside. However, he did not put down the case and recruit soldiers. Instead, he asked Mi Le to post a recruitment notice on the notice board in the downtown area.

After leaving two soldiers behind, Yang Gan and Mi Le went to a nearby wine shop to rest, while the two soldiers kept shouting at the people around them, telling people who came and went about the news of the recruitment.

Overall, we are pretty lucky. There are at least 2,000 survivors among the 4,000 to 5,000 veterans on the roster. As long as we hold the veterans in our hands and recruit 1,000 more, our mission will be accomplished.

After taking away 800 people, Lao Tian will take care of the rest.

Mi Le drank a glass of wine and looked like he was hesitant to speak. Most ancient soldiers were straightforward.

"Keeping these words in your heart will cause internal injuries. It's better to say them out and feel more relaxed." Yang Gan stared at the recruitment office and saw everyone gathered around him, looking like he was inquiring. Only then did he realize that recruiting soldiers was not that difficult. .

"The recruitment of 3,000 soldiers is not enough at all. I am afraid that if the military order cannot be completed, I will be blamed when the time comes..."

Yang Gan interrupted directly and said, "I'm here to recruit my troops. It's good to have three thousand people. In the past few years, we have fought so many battles. We must give the Guizhou leaders some time to breathe."

There are people under his command, so Yang Qian doesn't have to watch. He can just let Mi Le keep an eye on him while he goes shopping on the streets. The silk in Wufeng County is good stuff, and the price of buying it locally is actually not expensive. For ordinary middle-class people, All are acceptable.

Silk in some places is expensive, but it's not just a matter of shipping cost. In this era, there is no free shipping. If you risk your life, bandits and robbers will make a trip of ten days and a half or even several months, and you can earn ten times or dozens of times. Bar.

"Zi Jin, Zi Yun, Zhou Zhiyu and that garrulous maid..." After being stunned for a moment, he realized that his maid hadn't come yet, so he bought it for her too.

He had incomplete memory and didn't know if she would see through him. Yang Gan thought for a while, so what if she saw through him? His body was of royal blood of 2800 or more.