Chapter 176: Night at White Horse Salt Field (1)

"You two, come out!" Zhang Yang pointed at the two people and shouted.

The other salt people turned around curiously, stared at the two people pointing to Zhang Yang's fingers, looking at the back, why are they not familiar with each other?

Although their clothes were dirty, they could still be seen that they were made of fine silk. They bent their waists and covered their faces with their hands, as if they were very shy, but the hands that covered their faces were so smooth that they didn't look like salt people at all. Their bodies seemed to be trembling constantly.

"Raise your head and let everyone see who you are? How did you get into the ranks of everyone?" Zhang Yang asked.

The two of them were very panicked, but they were surrounded by people and could not run out, so they had to slowly let go of their hands and raise their heads.

"It's the commander, that's Si Cheng! Why are they here?"

Only then did everyone see clearly that the commander of the salt field and Si Cheng were actually the commander of the salt field.

"Beat them up, we usually bully us so fiercely!" Liu Ergou said, already raising his fists.

"Yes, that is, they usually act as a domineering to us, and always deduct our wages and let them spit them out!" another man shouted.

The commander and Si Cheng both looked worried. They didn't expect that they thought it would be easy to escape among these salt people, but they became the target of public criticism.

"I am a seventh-rank official in the court. Do you dare to beat the imperial officials, aren't you afraid of beheading?" The commander thought about it and decided to use the imperial court to suppress them.

"Get out... I'm going to beat you, the high-ranking official of the court. If it weren't for you, would I have worked here day and night and could not have a full meal?" Liu Ergou said, kicking him with a big foot.

"Ouch!" The pampered commander was kicked to the ground, and then he came up a few more times.

Si Cheng quickly said, "Brothers, do you have something to say, do you have something to say? Oh, it has nothing to do with me!" Si Cheng was also knocked to the ground.

Zhang Yang looked at his immediate boss who was now being beaten by the angry salt farmers, but there was no stop. Now, the salt farmers have a chance to vent. They have been suppressed for many years in this salt farm, and they have not even had their own personal life. They have lived a slave-like life. They have hated this salt farm and officials at all levels in the salt farm.

Commander and Si Cheng fell to the ground and were "reception" by the salt people. Flashes of pain came, so they had to shout, "Zhang Jiusi, help! I treat you well, I am not too fond of you!"

It was useless. Zhang Yang seemed to have not heard their words and allowed the salt people to punch them.

"Zhang Jiusi, if you gather people to rebel, you will not die sooner or later!" Commander and Si Cheng finally felt that Zhang Yang would not let him go. When he cursed, he naturally attracted more fists and kicks.

"Zhang Jiusi! The court will not let you go. When the troops stationed in the salt field come back, they will definitely wipe out you!"

"Stop!" Zhang Yang said.

Liu Ergou kicked again, spit out phlegm, and then stopped.

Zhang Yang walked up to the two of them and looked at them. At this moment, they were already bruised and swollen, and they were dying. The fists and feet made the two masters unable to afford it.

"Two sirs, you can't blame Jiusi. If you want to blame, you can only blame this world. The heaven here is the heaven of our Han people. Why do you have to be the Mongols for your power and blessings? Why do you have to be given to your official position? This heaven is time to change."

"You are rebelling, you won't have a good ending!" Si Cheng said gasping.

"Will I have a good ending? You can't see it, but I know the ending of you." Zhang Yang said coldly.

"You, are you really going to kill us?" the commander said tremblingly.

"You two should feel honored to be able to sacrifice my righteous flag with your blood." Zhang Yang said lightly.

When Si Cheng heard this, his eyes straightened and his cheeks suddenly turned white as paper.

The commander simply turned his eyes and fainted.

"Come, tie them up and lock them up with those Tartar prisoners of war." Zhang Yang said.

The night was already deep, but there was a ray of light on the Baima Salt Field. Countless torches shone brightly on the salt field. Countless people were crowded in front of a table.

Li Shanchang was holding a brush and writing his name on a notebook.

"Liu Ergou!"

"exist!"

"You are in the first hundred men's team in the first battalion, this is your weapon." Shi Yi said, handing over a sharpened long bamboo pole.

"Brother Shiyi, why don't you send me your musket?" Liu Ergou thought of the huge sound and the precise shooting, and his heart itched.

"If you want to have it, you have to fight for it by yourself." Shi Yi said.

"Then just this bamboo pole, how can you kill the enemy?"

"Why? Don't want to join? It's still time to quit now." Zhang Yang said.

"No, that's not what it means." Liu Ergou said: "Following Brother Shicheng is my biggest wish. I want to follow Brother Shicheng and firmly obey Brother Shicheng's orders."

"The steel spear will arrive in two days. Everyone will practice with this bamboo pole first. After two days, everyone will have a handy weapon." Zhang Yang said.

Without further ado, Zhang Yang decided to immediately organize these people into his own army and form the first team with numbers: the First Battalion and the 100th Man Team.

In his vision, as he gradually changed the Tianque gun, his troops mainly used the Tianque gun as a combat weapon. Therefore, the number of people in each combat unit should not be too large. In this spare time, he had already thought that it was mainly based on battalions, with five hundred teams of each battalion, and ten ten teams of each hundred team. In this way, each battalion has five hundred people, one thousand commanders, one hundred teams, one centurion, one ten team, one ten team. In each battalion, there are three hundred Tianque guns and two hundred spears.

Now the brothers in the Salt Field are scrambling to join the first hundred-man team in the first battalion.

"Shicheng, tell them and let me join too!" A voice came.

Zhang Yang turned his head and a white-haired old man was looking at Zhang Yang with longing eyes.

"Boy Taoshan, you are so old, so you'd better go back and rest. Our team really can't recruit people like you." Zhang Yang knew that this was Liu Taoshan, who was over fifty years old.

"How can you do this? My old man made the Tartars bully for half his life. I must kill one or two Tartars to avenge my wife!" Liu Taoshan originally had a wife, but when he was young, he was raped and killed by Tartars. He was always thinking about avenging his wife.

"This..." Zhang Yang didn't know what to say, but suddenly, he had an idea: "Daoshan Bo, don't worry, you really can't do this war, but I have a more important task to you, and only those who have lived in the salt farm for half their life can do it."

"Okay, I'm definitely not vague." Liu Taoshan said.

"Taoshanbo, you have lived here for so many years, and you know all the wealthy and unkind people around you!"

"Of course, there are more than 20 large households within a radius of 100 miles. Except for the Shen family in the south, other large households are all rich and unkind gentry and local tyrants."

"It's time for them to pay the price." Zhang Yang said.

"Shicheng, what do you mean?" Liu Taoshan didn't understand.

"Dingchen, come here." Zhang Yang shouted.

"Yes, brother."

"Take out ten musketeers and twenty spearmen from your hands, and follow the Taoshanbo to borrow food from the homes of the surrounding wealthy families." Zhang Yang ordered.

"Borrow grain?" Tang He didn't react.

"We just got the salt field, but there is not much food except salt. We must have food for recruiting soldiers here. The big families around them will naturally contribute a little." Zhang Yang said.

Tang He then realized that he likes this as a big eater.

"Brother, I'll take the people there myself."

"No need, just ask your subordinate Xu Yi to lead the team." Zhang Yang said, "Follow the Taoshan Bo, every big family, let's borrow 100 stones of grain first! If there is no grain, you can also discount the silver."

Tang He looked at his elder brother: "Brother is so wise, I will arrange it immediately." One stone of grain is more than one hundred kilograms and one hundred s of grain. That's not enough food for those big families to grit their teeth? Yes, discount it with silver. The elder brother's idea is really clever.

"Shicheng, those big families have dozens of servants. Is this grain easy to borrow?"

"It's okay, my subordinates are very good at speaking." Zhang Yang said with a smile. Instead, he hoped that the big families would not lend food, so that he would have an excuse to take action.

Zhang Yang looked up at the sky. The sky was still so dark, without a trace of light. This night was destined to be a sleepless night!

He asked someone to borrow food, and had another purpose. The salt field was captured by himself, and this matter would spread soon. In addition, the surrounding big families were hit. He believed that the displaced people around him would quickly come to join him. Although the first hundred-man team in the first battalion was not full, soon, the second hundred-man team, and even the second battalion, would be formed.

Li Shanchang was busy for two hours before entering the list. Shi Yi also distributed the simple bamboo pole weapon next to him. Putting aside the firewood, everyone held the weapons in their hands, and everyone was full of outward looking at tomorrow.

"It's already late at night. Everyone will go back tonight. Starting tomorrow, we will have to undergo regular training. If you want to go home in the future, you need to get approval." Shi Yi shouted loudly.

This sentence really works, otherwise these guys would have stayed in the salt field overnight.

When the salt people disperse, apart from the soldiers who were on guard, the other soldiers also found a place to rest by themselves.

The horses left outside the village were also led over and tied to the open space where salt was boiled.
Chapter completed!