: Different

According to the past style of the army to die, I was never polite to these landlords and gentry who were fat and brimming with oil. They always robbed them and would not leave a single nail.

But this time is different from the past. It really gives face to the men in these places. They just ask for food according to their land, and do not have the same locust-like style as before.

For these gentry landlords, the food appearance of the army to die was really ugly.

There are many things that change the country and the country have to change its ownership, but the gentry and landlords have always been in a storm and are always the greatest powerful faction in the local area. No matter who becomes the court, they must win over it.

One hundred and thirty kilograms of land taxes were worth more than ten years of taxes in the court.

But... the imperial court, where is there any imperial court now?

"Don't be shameless. You collect more than that every year. If you really force us to do anything."

Something that would have to happen is that bloodshed. After seeing the blood, the landlords became much more peaceful.

One hundred and thirty pounds is indeed too much, but not so much that everyone risked their lives. It was just the majority of the land rent in a year, so it would be better to buy a safe place.

Compared with the Bailian rioters singing the song of persuading relief, the powerful means of the army to die were undoubtedly more effective. In less than three days, most of the food hoarded in the warehouses of the large gentry was returned to the army to die.

As usual, after going to the dead army to obtain these materials, they did not take them for themselves and make them military rations, but gave them all to the people behind them.

If the entire migration team is compared to one person, Li Si is the brain, and what he does is to coordinate and command the whole. The army to die is the hands on the human body, which can obtain necessary materials, clench it into a fist to strike the enemy, and open up a path for the body to advance.

And those tens of thousands of people are flesh and blood, which is the most important part of this whole.

Most of these villagers have the status of military families, and most of them are members of the army to die. All the results obtained by the army to die must be paid to them, and then they will be distributed uniformly according to certain rules by these villagers.

Before there was no systematic political program, this almost primitive method ensured that the materials could be used most effectively, and also ensured that the army to die would not transform into the second place in the rebel army.

Because the mission of the army to die is to defend and fight, they have nothing to do.

The two links of blood and countryside combine the entire migration team into a whole and continue to move towards a common goal. Although among the team of tens of thousands of people, only the army to die is the real warhead, everyone is serving this whole.

Except for a few people including Li Si, no one could see that this was actually a large army where the whole people were the people, but most of the people in the army were screws that did not perform combat missions.

Draw a big pie with a better life in the future, use blood ties and local relations to combine everyone, and coupled with Li Si's personal prestige, all of this constitutes the driving force of this migration team.

The seemingly primitive and simple structure is the limit that Li Si can reach at present. In the context of a literacy rate of only a few thousandths, it is purely a fantasy to establish an organization similar to a regime with a clear political program and a high degree of organization in a hasty time.

There may be many unsatisfactory aspects of such a structure, but Li Si has already done all the things he can do now.

"Brother Li's family, how different is your robbery of civil wealth like this?"

This is the first sentence when the Hongniang came to her door.

"You can only make the world more chaotic." The Hongniang's face turned flushed and she said excitedly: "The only way to help the poor and save the danger is to persuade others to do good. Li Chuang's lessons are not far away, and the Li brothers are very considerate."

Hong Niangzi had also experienced Li Chuang's looting with her own birth, and she also thought that this looting was necessary. However, after Li Yan's death, she went to another extreme and gave up using violent means to persuade relief.

"How effective are you in persuading relief?" Li Si still respected the Hongniang: "I think you have seen it too. The food you get in the death army in one hour is more useful than the song you sing for a few days..."

"That's the force that others feared your death army." Hong Niangzi was not so easy to fool, and pointed out the essence of the problem to the point.

"I admit that the Li brothers did this to strengthen the army to die, not to fill their own pockets," said the Hongniang, earnestly: "But have you ever thought about it? Everyone in the world is as robbed as you do, isn't it becoming more and more chaotic? If you want peace in the world, you should act with emotion..."

"This is no longer the world before." Li Si said the same earnestly: "Outsiders invade, great changes are coming in the morning and night. In order to grow and survive, there is no means that cannot be used..."

The Hongniang looked at Li Si's eyes and said slowly after a long time: "I advise the Li brothers to give up the means of forcing people by force..."

"no."

Of course it is not possible. Singing a song of relief at the door of a wealthy family like the White Lotus Sect? Li Si would definitely not.

The Hongniang seemed very disappointed.

"I have also heard of the name of the army that dares to fight and die. With such a strong soldier in hand, the Li family will definitely achieve great achievements." The Hong Niang sighed slowly and continued, "Now it seems that you are the second Li Chuang, brother of Li family."

"My army to die and Li Chuang do have many similarities, but the root is different."

"You have the prince in your hands and the title of righteousness, right?" Hong Niangzi said with a bitter expression: "This is not much different from Li Chuang. I know that I can't persuade Brother Li, and since then I only advise Brother Li, I will say whether to listen or not."

"Please say it clearly."

"The world's chaos began with Li Chuang. I hope that Brother Li should put the people first and do not follow the old path of Li Chuang. Otherwise, even if the Li brothers dominate the world, they will inevitably be criticized for thousands of years."

Hehe, for this land and for this China, I, Li Si, have done too many unscrupulous things. As long as I can turn this tide, I can do whatever I want, no matter how much I care about the name behind me.

Although the techniques of Hong Niangzi and Bailian inflicting the people were mostly useless, they and the troops who went to the death were both teams to fight against the Qing Dynasty, which ultimately had a common goal. "What is different between me and Li Chuang, it is not something you can tell clearly in just a few words, but please wait and see, you can see it in less than two years."

"I hope the Li brothers can remember the words of today," Hong Niangzi had the same heart as Li Si. He knew that the army to die and the White Lotus Sect were not like-minded, and he would soon embark on two different paths: "The Li brothers also have favors to my White Lotus Sect. Hong Niangzi couldn't say a word thank you. As long as it was about killing the Tartars to save the people, the brothers would send a letter to him and the Red Niangzi would repay him with a spring of spring."

"This is the "Song of Relief" by Mr. Li Yan and Mr. Li. I have collected it for many years. Brothers have free time to read it." Since the moment Li Si said the word "No", both sides are destined to be unable to walk on the same path.

It was dawn again, and the Bailian rioters were the first to withdraw from Yancheng and head east.

At the end of the team, there was a woman in red.

"Heaven and earth are selfless to bless good people, and good people are virtuous and blessed forever. Help the poor and help them to save the poor and have great achievements, and their virtues are great for their descendants..." The woman in red sang "Song of Advising Relief" loudly and gradually faded out of Li Si's vision.

"Although we don't make plans for each other, in fact, in some days, we can completely digest these chaotic people." Wei Wuya looked at the abortions away, feeling a little regretful: "Did they just let them go like this? All our meals were wasted..."

"Hehe, the days ahead are long, and we should leave."

"Uncle Fourth, where are we going?" Lu Jian, who rarely talks, is no longer the young man he was, and his vision has become much broader. He has long seen that although the world is big, it is difficult to find a place to settle down. He has never asked where the fourth uncle, who is like a god, is going to lead everyone, and today he still can't help asking.

"This is coming." Li Si looked ahead.

"Have you arrived? Where?"

"I know." The old charlatan Wei Wuya suddenly realized and slapped her thighs excitedly: "We can settle down in ten days and half a month, haha, I have been walking thousands of miles and finally have to take a rest, haha."

Li Sijing led the migrant brigade to the south, but Lu Jian still couldn't figure it out and asked Wei Wuya beside him: "Old Wei, what does the Fourth Uncle mean? Where are you going to take everyone?"

"I'm stupid, there will be another ten or half a month. Where do you think you can go? You still need to ask."

"Before I was with the Fourth Uncle, I rarely even walked out of the village of Knife. How could I know where I was going?"

"We will enter Dabie Mountains at a speed of ten days, and we will be half a month later."

"Dabie Mountain?"

"Well, Dabie Mountain!"
Chapter completed!