On April 20, the first year of Zhenlong, locust flowers were everywhere on the Hebei Plain, and a bunch of white locust flowers were filled with branches. The air was filled with a faint and elegant fragrance, refreshing the heart. The locust flowers were beautiful, and the stamens of the locust flowers were called locust rice by the people. It is a delicious food that can be used to cook and serve as rice. The slightly bitter taste is an indelible taste in the memory of most northern people, especially for many elderly and middle-aged people, locust rice is even a life-saving food every year. The people's feelings for locust rice are difficult to understand by many young children who have never been hungry in Qinfan.

The Qin vassal system was called the Chengxiang area where prefectures and counties were located. Villages with a population of more than 50,000 were called towns. Villages with a population of less than 50,000 were called towns. Townships were all affiliated with counties. Baima Town, Yi County, Yizhou, Hebei Province, was a town in the past, but after returning to Qin, the population increased a lot, and many people poured into Yiding from Chengde Town to the south. Baima Township lived in more than 50,000 people, and changed the town to town. Below Qin vassal county, there were township offices and town offices at town levels. The head of the township head or town mayor was a ninth rank official, a real sesame official.

The weather this year is good. When the white locust flowers began to bloom, the wheat on the plain outside the emerging Baima Town also began to turn golden, golden, and it made people unable to stop watching it. On the Zhenbao Street of Baima Town, the first mayor of Baima Town after the withdrawal of the township and construction of the town, Niejiji was wearing a light green round-necked official robe and a black gauze hat on his head. The small flower embroidery pattern on the official robe and the light green official robe all show that Niejijiji is different from an ordinary mayor.

The dark green official robe and the embroidery patterns of small flowers with one inch diameter are not worn by the ninth rank, which are unique marks of the sixth rank official. Among the Qin vassalms, especially after the official system reform in recent years, the hierarchy system is very strict. The scale and color of the official uniforms of officials are strictly stipulated. The third rank is purple, the fourth rank is dark, the fifth rank is light, the sixth rank is dark green, the seventh rank is light green, the eighth rank is dark green, the ninth rank is light green. The floral decorations of the costumes: embroidery patterns of the third rank are three or more: first rank, five inches of single flowers in diameter; second rank, two inches of single flowers in diameter; third rank, no branches and leaves. The fourth to seventh rank are small flowers in diameter; eighth to ninth rank have no embroidery patterns.

Nieji is indeed a seventh-rank mayor, and a seventh-rank mayor, a higher-ranking town mayor than some small county magistrates. This is because Baima Town is an important town, from Tianjin to Yizhou, and then passes through Taihang through Puyin and Feihu, connecting Wei and Dai, and directly to Yanmen, the important Jinyan National Highway of Qinfan, passing through Baima Town. As an important fulcrum on the Jinyan Road, especially the eastern exit of Feihu and Puyin in Taihang Mountain. Baima Town is becoming more and more important.

This emerging town with a population of nearly 100,000 has long been a town fortress with a military fortress. The town is permanently stationed in a battalion of the city defensive army. Although the mayor of Baima does not serve as a garrison, Baima Town has a militia battalion of 500 people. This militia battalion has a special commander, but the nature of the militia reserve makes the mayor of the militia not directly manage the militia battalion, but is the highest commander of the militia battalion.

Niejiu returned home when he was dismissed at the beginning of the year. Although Niejiu returned to the battlefield in recent years and fought very hard and bravely. However, he was disabled, and he left several new injuries on the battlefield in recent years, and his leg was a little lame. In addition, he was a Shatuo native, and the army had a large number of foreign soldiers, and he had only retained 20% of the foreign soldiers. No matter how unwilling Niejiu was, he had to return home in disgrace and reluctantly bid farewell to his dream of general.

Fortunately, Nieji has performed well in the battlefield in recent years. He has won several tough battles with Yang Weili. In addition, Yang Weili is a dazzling new star that is highly valued by the top, so his subordinate has also gained a lot of money and has been promoted and promoted. When he was transferred, Nieji had already returned to his hometown with his military uniforms that had taken off his shoulder stamps and collared flowers but were full of military medals. When he left the army, Nieji had already been from the sixth-rank Zhenwu Captain and the intermediate officer of the battalion commander. Moreover, he also seized a heroic medal and an eagle medal. Before he was transferred, he was awarded the title of warrior.

When he was transferred to his hometown, he was demoted like other officers. He was transferred from the sixth-rank Zhenwu lieutenant to the literary rank, and was appointed as a 7th-rank Gongyou. He had to wear light green official robe, a robe crown, and a bamboo and wooden scepter. However, the officer was transferred to the business and was given the treatment of retaining the dark green official robe.

The new official position arranged for Niejiji was the eighth-rank mayor of Baima Town, but he was awarded the seventh-rank rank to the Langsan rank, which was a low-level official position. The seventh-rank rank held the official position of the chief congregation. However, Baima Town is a large town with a scale of 100,000 people. There are even a regiment of garrison troops and a regiment of militias stationed in the town, guarding the Jinyan National Highway and the Erxing Mountain Pass of Taihang, with an important position.

Although he took off his straight and close-fitting military uniform, took off his steel helmet, took off his armor, and changed into a gentle green official robe. The black official hat made him feel a little regretful, but Nie Biji was still very happy to be the mayor of a large town with more than 30,000 households and more than 140,000 people in the town. The first thing the mayor of the town was to write a letter to request his name to the name of the Han family. The tribes in the Qin vassal are now large, and according to regulations, Hu people have to shave their hair and change their names. Nie Biji has always wanted to change it to the surname Li, but such a "national surname" dare not rashly change it privately. In the end, he still requested to change his name Nie Lieji. The above did not make any embarrassment in the face of his small request and directly agreed.

After changing his name, Nie Lieji felt that he was a little taller. With his years of experience and cultural learning in the army, the Shatuo people actually managed Baima Town in an orderly manner. In the first quarter of this year, they received excellent praise.

As summer was about to be harvested, Nie Lieji rode his war horse that had been born and died for several years to return to his country home. He was wearing a soft sweat-absorbing cotton official robe, with a silver belt around his waist, and his hands shaking the reins, and he looked proud of the horse's hooves.

The summer harvest is approaching, and the militias in the town are also returning home to prepare for the summer harvest. There are many militias in Baima Town, far more than one battalion of 500 people. In fact, among the nearly 150,000 people in Baima Town, 20% of the young and middle-aged people are registered militias. However, there are also different militias. The 500 militias in Baima Town are regular militias. The training time of a year is at least three months. The other militias are reserve militias. The training time of a year is only half a month.

However, the summer harvest season is coming. Even if you are always ready for militia, you will have to disband and return to your hometown to help harvest food when it is not during the war. This is undespite. Although Nie Lieji is the mayor now, he still has land in the countryside. That was assigned to him by the official position. When he transferred to his job, the official position distributed another piece of land to him. As the county magistrate, there was another piece of land and a piece of honor land. With the Yongye field, Nie Lieji is now a rich man in the countryside and a small landlord. With the land he bought, the total land in his family has thirty hectares and 3,000 acres of land. Although the ones, the ones, such as the resignation and death, are still more than two thousand acres of Yongye field.

Even in the current system of Qin vassals, land tax is divided into acres, and in addition to the specified limited amount of land per person, the purchase of land requires extremely high transaction tax. However, Nie Lieji, who is already exactly like the Han people, cares about these land very much. Even if he pays heavy taxes, he still reserves 3,000 acres of land. This is a family heirloom. Many demobilized officers use rewards and transfer fees to run factories, mines, buy ships, shops, and even buy bonds, deposit interest, etc., but Nie Lieji finally chose to buy land. Although the expansion of the border outside the customs and the high land transaction tax, many people have dispelled their plans to make land, but this cannot stop Nie Lieji.

Riding a horse on the wide, six-lane two-way Jinyan Avenue, Nie Lieji became more and more passionate about this land.

The eight young and strong men followed him, which made Nie Lieji look more and more crowded. Although the King of Qin did not like the official sensation, the old system of many officials had been changed, and the pomp of the sensation of gongs and plaques was greatly reduced. A small town mayor like him dare not act with him. But Nie Lieji still had eight subordinates, not because he liked to work with him. But these people were actually his servants, to be precise, his contracted servants.

As early as a few years ago, the King of Qin issued an order to cancel all slaves in the territory and restore their freedom. Although the recovery of this free self is somewhat costly and requires joining the army or going to pioneer the territory outside the pass, this still made countless slaves feel grateful. According to the King of Qin's order, the existence of slavery is not allowed, and it can only be employed.

Nie Lieji has 3,000 acres of land, and is also a seventh-rank town mayor. He is also a rich official. Although he cannot buy slaves, he does hire a lot of servants. Now it is difficult for the Tang people to hire. As long as they are willing to leave their hometowns, they can get a large area of ​​their own land outside the pass. Nie Lieji hired Kunlun slaves transported from Nanyang in recent years. The imperial court turned a blind eye to obvious human trafficking like maritime merchants, and only imposed heavy taxes. Then he strictly managed the black people entering the country and prohibited slave trading.

Anyone who enters the country is a free citizen. They must first hand over to the government and the officials will seek their opinions. As long as they are willing to go outside the pass, they can immediately obtain free status and share land. If they are unwilling to go outside the pass, they are also free citizens, but they cannot obtain land. Most of these Kunlun slaves who are unwilling to go outside the pass will become employers, working in the homes of powerful families, or in the mines, workshops and merchant ships of emerging merchants, or farming in the farms of landlords and tycoons.

Nie Lieji's family had 3,000 acres of land, but the couple had long stopped farming themselves. Nie Lieji hired about a hundred men, women, young and old people. In addition to his own houses and manors in the countryside, he also had two small farms in the countryside. Most of the people he hired were family members, young and strong farming, and old guards to protect the house. Old women took care of children, cooked and grown vegetables, young people were scouts, laundry and weaving cloth, etc. Young girls were maids, and young people were longing for school servants. After this arrangement, many people seemed to have hired, but in fact, the employment cost was not high, and the servants were more at ease.

The eight servants all grew very strong. They drove two big trucks with coal bought from the town, and there were also many department stores. Nie Lieji was a very smart person, or a very good calculating person. Although he became the town chief, he did not miss the opportunity to make money like a rich man. In recent years, Yi County has flourished and the countryside has become rich. Nie Lieji opened a grocery store and a coal briquette shop in the countryside. He specialized in making honeycomb coal for sale to nearby

Although he was the mayor of the countryside, he did not care at all. In the Qin vassal period, he was very smart and did not do anything about embezzlement and deductions. But he would not miss it because he made money. Anyway, the red line for officials not to be allowed to do business is that officials above the fifth rank or above are not allowed to participate in business. But he, the mayor of the seventh rank, does not have to worry about these things. In recent years, the prosperity of the Qin vassal period has greatly improved the status of merchants. He, a mayor of the town, operates a small workshop and shop, but no one looks at him.

Kunlun slaves with black paint-like skin drove two trucks of equally dark coals on the warm windy road.

These black men in the South China Sea talked and chatted while walking in skillful Tang Yun Mandarin, and Nie Lieji talked and laughed from time to time. The relationship between the masters was very harmonious. Nie Lieji was a very open person. He had seen too many things in his journey around the world. He knew very well that in the Qin vassal today, these people were his employers today, but one day they might transform into an officer or a local official, or even a big businessman. There were too many such things. Didn’t Nie Lieji be a prisoner of war from the north a few years ago? But now, he has his own farm here, a wife and children, and has become a civil affairs chief with more than 100,000 people, and a low-level nobleman with the title of warrior. Can such a thing be imagined in the past?

Nie Lieji was smart. Qin Fan had no slaves, and these people were just hired workers. They were all free people, no longer untouchables, and no one could tell what everyone's tomorrow would be. They had better relationships with the workers, kinder and generous, and the rewards were also very generous. He still calculated the account very clearly.

"Old Hei, when will our wheat start harvesting?" Nie Lieji rode at the horse and asked one of the old black men.

The man was not old, only forty years old, but his dark appearance always seemed a little old. This guy was from Champa. He was sold to the Central Plains more than ten years ago. In the past, he was a farm slave of the lord of Champa. He was best at planting Champa rice, which was an old man. After staying in the Central Plains for more than ten years, he has now become an authentic northern farmer and is very proficient in planting crops such as wheat, millet and beans. The 3,000 acres of land in Nie Lieji's family planted wheat, and the one in charge was Lao Hei.

In Mayday, Lao Hei was wearing a pair of shiny, oily and reflective dark skin, showing a strong body. He was wearing only a pair of burlap beach pants, and a pair of big barefoots under his feet slapped on the flat road. Like his master Nie Lieji, he also shaved his head. The difference is that Nie Lieji left a pot cover that is the most common in the army, while Lao Hei shaved a shiny one. While he was walking, he followed the carriage, while he was holding a cigarette gun in his hand, and he took a sip from time to time, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, honeysuckle, mint, and tea were burning in the tobacco pot, turning into a refreshing and refreshing smell that circulated in his throat, refreshing.

He sucked two puffs of cigarettes, then looked up at the sky, and slowly replied: "Well, I chose a day to worship the gods on the eighth day of the fifth lunar month, and then drove a sickle to harvest wheat. This day is a good day, and the boss thinks it's okay."

"Fifth day, well, a good day. I'll decide this day. At that time, I'll kill the two fat pigs in the pigpen, slaughter a few sheep, go to the fishing paradise to catch some fish, buy some beef in the town, and work hard, and I won't treat everyone badly." Nie Lieji said boldly and generously.

This generous statement immediately won the cheers of eight strong men, killing pigs, sheep, fish, and beef. This wheat harvest season is so happy. The boss is so generous, everyone will definitely work hard. When they get home, their wife has already greeted her with her son at the door.

Looking at his son who was waiting for him while holding the book in the poem, Nie Lieji couldn't help but be very happy. He jumped off his horse and stroked his son's head, "Study hard, and come back to the top scorer in the future. If your father didn't study less, how could he transfer to his hometown? Alas, if he didn't transfer to his hometown, in a few years, your father would definitely be able to hang a golden bean on his shoulders, and he would have to earn a baron viscount or something."

His wife wore a skirt with a big sleeved robe on her inside, and smiled at her husband, "Tang'er has worked very hard, so don't put pressure on her children anymore." In fact, Shi was already very satisfied with her current life. She actually didn't know how happy her husband was to be able to change his career and return to her career. When fighting outside, she was always worried and afraid that something would happen. Unlike now, although her husband was transferred to a position, he no longer had to worry. She guarded her husband and children, took care of her husband and children, and had such a great family business. Such a life often woke up in her dreams.

"Oh, my biggest wish is to hope that Tang'er will make a fortune. It's all because of my uselessness. Otherwise, Tang'er is so smart. If he can enter the Spartan training camp and be with all the princes and the young men of various families, he will definitely have a bright future in the future." Nie Lieji sighed a little. Although his son is smart, after all, Spartan training camp is a place where everyone wants to squeeze in and send the children. Although Nie Lieji has a smart son, his level is still too low.

Nie Lieji handed the horse over to Lao Hei's son and turned to Shishi and said, "Lao Hei just said that the eighth day of next month is a good day, and choose that day to open the sickle."

"Well, we women are all ready, and we will go to the field together that day." Wheat harvesting is a big deal. In addition to cooking, women have to go to the field to tie wheat. At this time of year, not only ordinary farmers and women have to go to the field to go to the field, but even landlords, landlords, emperors and queens will go to the field to cut wheat and pick up ears.

Nie Lieji looked at his stubborn son. "Let Tang'er go down the ground together at that time."

"You are not afraid of delaying his study."

"Every year, summer and autumn harvests, even the King of Qin and the Princess of Qin have to go to the fields in person. This is a big day. Tang'er usually reads more, but he cannot forget his duty."

Shi nodded and smiled on his face: "This year's wheat grows very well, and the ears of wheat sink to Xunxun. I heard Lao Hei say that the yield per mu can be three stones, which is amazing. When I was in Daibei, my family's land was at most one stone."

The yield of three stones per mu is 3,000 mu of land in Nie Tuhao's family is 9,000 mu of wheat. Even if the grain is removed and 30% is reduced, the wheat can still be obtained in the end. When the thought of so much grain, the whole family couldn't help but be filled with joy.

"These are all the agricultural technicians sent from above. I never thought before that there are so many tricks to farming. You see, I didn't do anything. I just covered the silt in the fishing pond and spread the feces in the usual scattered animals in the field, and sprinkled the rotten grass leaves and other fermented grass and leaves with wood ash. With this, and some of their guidance, the yield has increased so much."

"It's good to have more weight. You need to accumulate more weight in the future. You can't waste cow, sheep, and horse manure. Those who are pulled outside must pick it up and make it compost." Nie Lieji was not like an official at all, but instead spoke seriously like a stingy old money.

Lao Hei, who was standing beside him, came over and interrupted, "Master, I think we should pack the feces from the public toilets in the town? Although it costs a little money, there are quite a lot of public toilets in the town. You have to pack all the feces and transport them back. In the future, this land will have three stones per mu, which is only more or less."

Nie Lieji waved his hand and said enthusiastically: "I have already packed everything. Ask others what the price they packed. We will pay a little more than them."

"There is also the inn on Jinyan Road. There is a one in the next twenty miles, so we can also book it."

"Yeah, I've got it."

"There are carriages in our village. I think we can send a few carriages to the city every day to collect night fragrance. Although we have to collect them from one family, there are tens of thousands of households in the town, so it is not less than those in public toilets, and it is completely free."

When Nie Lieji thought of the manure of more than 100,000 people, he immediately became very enthusiastic, "Well, I have collected it. When I am fine, my family carriages will be taken to the town to harvest fat. By the way, we can't harvest it in vain, otherwise, people may not give it to us. In this way, when we first went to harvest, we brought some vegetables, fruits, and other things, and each family put some. After eating our fruits and vegetables, they were embarrassed not to pour the fat for us? They eat people soft-mouthed people and use their hands to help them occasionally. In the future, they will definitely give them some fruits, and the fat will definitely belong to us." He became more and more excited. In this era, there was no fertilizer in farming. Apart from livestock manure, they mainly rely on manure. Although it sounds bad, the more you harvest acre of land is not three or five dou, but one or two stones, doubled!

"The grain station has come to say hello. After the summer harvest, they will come to collect grain. They also said that they don't have to send it to the town this year, and the grain station will go directly to the countryside to collect it. This year's grain prices have come out, two hundred cents per stone."

The price is not high. Compared with the current demand outside, the price of grain is even scary. You know, the grain price in Chang'an is basically over 10,000 yuan per stone. Compared to it, it is a hundred times that of the Qin vassal. However, although it is a bit painful, Nie Lieji didn't say much. The entire Qin vassal state is the unified purchase and sale of grain. Even the landlords' families, the grain must be sold to the grain station at the price of the government. The grain they built themselves can leave behind, which is higher than the supply in the city, but not too much. To privately sell a large amount of grain, this is a crime in the Qin vassal.

However, although the purchase price of the government is not high, the grain of Qin vassal has been relatively affordable in recent years. At a price of purchase, the sales price is almost the purchase price. However, Nie Lieji also knew that although the government did this, the landlords could not make grain wealth. It was better than the forced plunders like other vassal states. Although they could not make war wealth, they also guaranteed sufficient profits for farmers. After all, as in the early years, when the grain was short of grain, the market price of grain prices was tens of thousands or tens of thousands, but that was the profit of grain merchants, and the price of grain sold by farmers was not high. Once the harvest year came, the grain merchants harshly lowered the price, resulting in a price of two or three cents of rice, which made farmers lose money in the more prosperous years. The key was that the grain merchants hoarded grain, maliciously manipulated the price of runs, and eventually made one grain merchant.

However, the current Qin Fan's grain purchase plan has enabled both grain farmers and the people who buy grain to maintain a stable and balanced balance.

The price of stone wheat is two hundred ciders. Nie Lieji calculated that after deducting various costs, he actually made a lot of money. Three thousand acres of wheat can harvest nine thousand stones of wheat. Even if he removes shells, he can still get six or seven thousand stones. If he counts the two seasons of the year, there are also fishing ponds, forests, mulberry fields, textiles at home, as well as grocery stores, coal stadiums and carpenters’ workshops. In general, Nie Lieji was still very satisfied. Even if he didn’t make money every day, he would have made a lot of money every day.

The only regret that he felt was that he had been transferred to a career. If it weren't for his minor injury and disability, how could he be discharged from the army? Thinking about that young boss, Yang Weili, was young, and now he had just been promoted to lieutenant colonel, with three stars in two digits. There is no doubt that within ten years, he would be able to get a job with Jindoudou. Now that he has changed his career and returned to his career, he has lost his desire to have a career in the career. What he thought in his heart was that his son could be better than him, that would be enough.

Back in the house, Nie Lieji still went to the martial arts hall first. There were weapons racks in the hall with eighteen weapons inserted. Especially in the upper head, there were three wooden men, wearing three sets of armor. On the left is a set of phoenix-winged puppet mountain-style armor, on the right is a set of cow horn helmets with a layer of chain armor on the outside, and in the middle is a set of navy blue tiger-style wolf helmets full-body armor.

In front of the three sets of armor, there was a sword, with a shiny warrior sword inlaid with gold and jade on it.

On both sides of the Xun Knife, there is a 3-3 horse lance on the left, an 8-foot cavalry rifle on the right, and a sabre and a sabre next to it. In addition, there is a sabre and a sabre bow each. In addition, there is a sabre bow each. On three sides of the shield, an iron bone, a steel whip, a copper mace, a double-edged battle axe with one hand.

This place is simply a small arsenal, and it is also all Nie Lieji's collection. Most of them are weapons he has used. Most of them are standard weapons issued, and some are seized on the battlefield. The Qin army's military ban on military orders was opened, and as a honored officer, he was able to store these old friends. Every time he went home, he always had to wipe them carefully. These would be their heirlooms.

He carefully wiped every strip of armor on Shanwenjia. The room was extremely quiet. Shi Jingtang, who was also holding a piece of cloth and wiping it while holding a piece of cloth. The father and son couldn't tell the peace and tranquility.

At this moment, suddenly, a horse neighing sound came from outside, accompanied by the rumbling horse hooves, which rang outside the house.

Nie Lieji, who was wiping the armor, bounced up like a spring like a conditioned reflex. Shi Jingtang looked at his father in surprise. At this time, his father was unfamiliar. He did not look shrewd with his usual smile on his face and his wealthy face, but a solemn and sharp rushing forward.

"Son, stop rubbing it. It was the horse galloping and neighing of the war horse just now. Come out with me and see what happened."

Nie Lieji put down the armor in his hand and pulled his son to the gate. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw a horse riding from the village gate. The cavalry was wearing a fiery red leather armor, and more importantly, a fiery red flag was also inserted on his back.

At this time, the big bell on the stone tower at the entrance of the village finally rang out of the house and ran towards the large drying yard at the door of Nie Lieji's house.

Shi Jingtang was standing at the door with his father holding hands. He raised his head and looked up and said, "Aye, put on a flag and rode a horse, ring the bell and blow the whistle. Are you going to gather militia again?"

Nie Lieji looked solemn, he nodded and said, "Son, yes, this is the order to assemble. This is the fifth militia assembly order this year. I just don't know if this time is the same bluff as before, to scare the south side, or if it is really going to start a fight."

At this time, another sound of horse hooves came, and a strong man in leather armor and two burly men with the same leather armor arrived. When the man in the lead saw Nie Lieji, he quickly jumped off his horse, rushed forward in three steps, and snapped his heels together. He raised his hand to salute: "Zhao Tai, the commander of the Militia Battalion of Baima Town, has met the mayor!"

Nie Lieji skillfully returned a gift. "Do you want to gather?"

Zhao Tai is also a retired veteran. He once served as the battalion commander in the war army, and his official position was the same as Nie Lieji, but he had few medals and no titles, and his rank was slightly lower than Nie Lieji. After his transfer, he was transferred to the standing militia battalion as the battalion commander. The level seemed to have not changed, but from the war barracks to the militia battalion, he was demoted.

At this time, the 36-year-old Zhao Tai looked excited and said excitedly: "It's a gathering, a big move, this time it's a real big move. The order just passed, Zhou Shuai has ordered troops to send troops to Chengde Town, and this time, the permanent militias in all prefectures in Hebei will also follow the army to fight."

"We are going to go to war too?" Nie Lieji looked surprised.

The Qin army is now strong and has just laid off a million troops, so why do we still have to go to the battlefield now?

At this time, the village chief had already followed the commander, and he also rode a horse. The village chief was also a veteran. He was in his early fifties and was a leader before he retired. However, he had been in the army for many years, and even in front of the mayor Nie Lieji, he was still very qualified and prestigious. At this time, the village chief shouted all the way: "Under the order of the King of Qin, the southward expedition of Chengde in May, Zhou and Guo San commanded the troops to fight southward, Hebei militia followed the army to seize the harvest, and Wei Bo Er rebelled against the town of Maizi..."

The village chief excitedly announced the order that the militia's mission was to follow the army but rob the wheat from the second towns of Hebei. Moreover, the King of Qin said that when the army went to war, each person would compensate 100 cents per day. At the same time, each person robbed the wheat, and the army purchased it on the spot at the purchase price of 200 cents per stone. If the militia brought their own horses and donkeys, the government would also subsidize the foot money every day, bringing their own cars and horses, and also subsidizing the carriages and horses...

The place where the old village chief walked was boiling, and the militia in the village were shouting excitedly, "Go to Nanzheng, go to Nanzheng!"

"Military soldiers who voluntarily can bring their own armor, bows, arrows, swords and soldiers to register at the village office!" the village chief shouted there.

Many militiamen were once soldiers who served in service. Some of them were among the war soldiers, and some of them served in the village soldiers and united soldiers. Now they retired at home and heard that they were going to the front line. Not only did they not panic, but they were excited.

Nie Lieji stood at the gate, holding his son's hand, his face gradually turned red, his heart beat violently, and a long-lost blood surged into his forehead, and the blood in his body boiled.

"Go to the battlefield, go to the battlefield, and finally you can go to the battlefield again!" He chanted in a low voice, extremely excited.

He suddenly looked down at his son, "Son, when Dad goes to Zhengnan, I will definitely earn you a quota for Spartan training camp!"

Zhao Tai also stood there, smiling foolishly.

Qin Fan had great military achievements and failed to obtain a lord, which has always been Zhao Tai's biggest regret. Now, his heart has finally become excited again.

There were also many militiamen who had the same idea as Nie Lieji and Zhao Tai. Although it was very good to cut the grain from the second town of Deweibo, this was not the reason they were most excited. What was most excited was that they had an unexpected opportunity to go to the battlefield with their own armor, horses and swords.

Wealth and honor need to be sought from books, fame and fortune are only obtained immediately, and we will go to the battlefield and seek titles from thousands of miles away!

When he returned home, Nie Lieji rushed to the martial arts hall. As soon as he entered, he found that his wife Shi Shi was already standing in the hall and was taking off the set of navy blue tiger-style wolf helmets that he wore when he obtained the samurai Lord.

"Madam!" Nie Lieji called out unexpectedly.

Shi stared at Nie Lieji and forced a smile, "Husband, let me wear armor as my husband. When the day comes, I will still be here to release my husband's robe!"

"Madam, have you agreed to me?"

Shi smiled, what's the use of agreeing or not? He had long seen the regret in his husband's heart after he transferred to the business. This time he went to the army with the army, which was an official order and could not be disobeyed. At the same time, it was not a wish that was too far away. No matter what, although the wife was unwilling to fight on the battlefield, she was worried day and night. But at this time, what else could she do besides supporting her wholeheartedly and allowing him to go to the battle without worries?

"I'm waiting for my husband to return to triumph!"

"Yes!" Nie Lieji nodded.

"Go and come back early, be safe and safe!"
Chapter completed!