Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 59 Incentives and Guarantees
Huosheng's funeral was held after dinner, and there must be no such conditions for burial, and it was not popular in the army at this time.

Zhang Zhao smashed Huo Sheng'er's burnt bones with his own hands, and then put them into a clay pot. The pot was pasted with a piece of jute paper, and the word "Zhang Zhao" was impressively written on it.

Cao Shisi and Cao Yanming are holding a booklet, recording and singing.

"Zhang Zhaozhe, the son of Zhang Shi of Nanyang, was born in February of the Wuchen Year (908) and died in his [-]th year. In the battle of Loulan Ancient City, he bravely killed the enemy and beheaded three enemies. The bounty will be passed down three times, and passed on to all descendants!"

"Fan Ya, there are not enough people here, are you willing to take the post of clerical temporarily?" After Zhang Zhao packed all the ashes, he handed them directly to Fan Running.

"Fortunately, Mr. Erlang valued it, and I am willing to accept the order of the document!"

What can Fan Running say?Does he dare to say no?He dared to say that he didn't accept it, and the hundred or so people who were deeply moved by Zhang Zhao had to tear him up.

"Okay! I'm here to thank Fan Yaya!" Zhang Zhao cupped his hands at Fan Running.

This is the chief envoy of the Guiyi Army, and he took over the post of clerk. In this way, Zhang Zhao can justifiably mobilize the thirty or so envoys of the Guiyi Army.

"Aiya, please keep this register and ashes for me, brothers can also come to Pan Yaya to register.

Everyone can designate a candidate, and if you die in battle like Brother Zhang Zhao, a certain person can also send your honor and rewards to your family.

If you have no family heirs, a certain one, like Brother Zhang Zhao, will choose an inheritance incense for you among the orphans of Han children in Dunhuang! "

"Mr. Erlang, I will obey you! This fire-born son can be included in the Nanyang Zhang family tree, and he can have heirs to inherit the incense. He deserves to die!
If a certain dies in battle, you can also help find an orphan for Yuniang to take care of. She is a widow, and it will be easier to have a son! "

Ma Yaozi, who has never been upright, is rarely sad once. His old master Luo Xianda doesn't care whether these servants have future generations or whether they have any concerns.

Don’t underestimate Zhang Zhao’s move. The Chinese people have always paid attention to the succession of the family. It is unfilial to have no descendants. And these people followed Zhang Zhao to Khotan to work hard. Maybe there will be no more people at any time, and they will get someone like Zhang Zhao. Guaranteed, at least you won't worry about breaking the incense.

"Don't talk about being discouraged, you should follow Laozi Khotan and make more contributions. Yu Niang has no sons, so you go back and plant ten or eight for her!"

Zhang Zhao knocked Ma Yaozi on the head right from the start, unlike Luo Xianda who beat and scolded him every now and then, Zhang Zhao was much closer to Ma Yaozi than others, and he even had a kindness. The feeling of being pampered.

Ma Yaozi was a little confused, Zhang Zhao was obviously much younger than him, but how could he have such a feeling?

After knocking on the horse kite, Zhang Zhao stood on a rock, and he looked at the hundreds of people who surrounded him, they were all his kindling!
"A certain family was born in a family, and in terms of status, there are few people in Hexi who can compare with him, but he also suffered a lot, because his lord made a mistake and harmed Tang'er in Hexi, and he deserves this crime." of.

In fact, the experience of a certain person is just like the fate of us Tang children. During the time of Zhenguan and Kaiyuan in the past, our ancestors were so glorious. Looking around, no one dared to look directly at them.

For example, the Gaochang people who took money to ransom their bodies yesterday, Chen Guogong (Hou Junji) raised his eyebrows in anger, and the Gaochang king Ju Wentai died of fright. Now when we come to our place, if we can receive a ransom, it is considered a good harvest!but! "

Zhang Zhao thrust the horizontal knife heavily into the sand in front of him.

"This is not what someone wants! Because if it is in Zhenguan and Kaiyuan, let alone Pu Gucheng, even the Wumu Lord Khan Pugu Chongde of the Gaochang Uighur, he will fucking come to apologize! Otherwise, he will have to die The country of death is destroyed!

So everyone, don't be complacent about today's events, but take precautions, because we are still far from restoring the glory of the Tang Dynasty.

The rich people of Dunhuang only know how to protect wealth and wealth, so a certain person took all the heroes away, and is more willing to work together with you, so that the world will look at you! "

The eyes of Fanquan, Fanshun, Yan Jin, Bai Congxi and others lit up. Zhang Zhao's words undoubtedly sublimated the reason why they went to Khotan to make contributions.

It turns out that they can't get along in Dunhuang and can only go west, but because the Dunhuang clan only knows how to preserve wealth and wealth, and they are not enough to plan!
And they also felt that Mr. Zhang Erlang is indeed capable, and now he has just arrived in Loulan, and he has gained a wealth of fifteen or six hundred guan.

Zhang Zhao had already promised that once the ransom promised by Di Luoda's servant was received, the least one would get three pennies based on his military achievements.

This is already two months' salary for a Guiyi army deputy like Yan Jin. Even if he dies in battle, he will be sent to his family, and those who have no descendants will choose a stepson.

Looking at the group of people with bright eyes in front of him, Zhang Zhao still had some achievements in his heart. Since he left Dunhuang, he began to consciously instill similar thoughts in these people.

With financial incentives, logistical support, and finally, ideas to open the way, Zhang Zhao suddenly discovered that he really had the talent of that 'World War II' art student.

Although it is impossible to turn these hundred or so people into the ideal mighty and civilized divisions of later generations, in this era, compared with other old armies, an army with a little bit of ideals is absolutely inferior. Absolutely outstanding.

And the big banner in his hand that unites people's hearts is undoubtedly the long-gone Datang.

We must know that when the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, soldiers were everywhere, and how beautiful it was to show off their might. Up to now, there are not few Tang fans in the rivers of the Western Regions. Raising the banner of the Tang Dynasty can better arouse the pride and unity of thought of the subordinates .

Seeing that the morale had been boosted, Zhang Zhao waved his hand.

"Today we will rest here for a good night, and tomorrow we will bypass Datun City and head straight for Muni City!
The Canwei people belong to the Zhongyun clan, they dared to intercept us in Loulan, and San Poba, the king of Shanshan, would not give up without an explanation! "

Bai Congxin and Qiong Reduojin's eyes lit up, Mr. Erlang is going to snatch it!
Muni City is the capital of Shanshan, with a population of nearly [-]. If a hundred or so of them grab one, everyone can make a fortune again!

Of course you want to grab it!

Although one person had promised at least three rewards, they hadn't gotten their hands yet. The rewards were still on the account books and hadn't been handed out, so Zhang Zhao decided to grab some Shanshan people and do something real!

Dun Zhu touched his head, and looked at Zhang Zhao in a daze.

"But Mr. Erlang, the ones who ambushed us yesterday were the Gaochang Uighurs and not the Canwei people! All the males were killed, and all the females combined couldn't beat me alone. Did we make a mistake?"

There was a burst of laughter all around, only a silly shepherd like Dunzhu would admit his death, and the rest of the soldiers and horse bandits knew what Zhang Zhao was going to do.

Zhang Zhao also pulled Dunzhu over with a smile, then drew out the horizontal knife and gestured in front of him.

"Well! Whether they participated or not, it doesn't count if they said it!"

"Then who has the final say?" Dunzhu still didn't quite understand.

"That's the final decision. The horizontal knife in my hand and the spear in your hand, we, Brother Baiduoerlang, have the final say!"

Zhang Zhao laughed out loud, and Dunzhu also smirked along with a vague understanding.

"As long as there is meat to eat and wine to drink, Dunzhu will kill anyone Erlang Jun asks to kill!"

　Thank you, a 500-point reward from a book friend who eats too much fish and meat!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)