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Chapter 55 Incentives

Before entering the city of Fuhan, Zhang Te led a hundred people out of the city ten li to meet him.

"General!" A large group of more than a hundred people knelt in front of Yang Zheng and cried, as if attending a funeral.

Yang Zheng looked gloomy and fixed his eyes on Zhao Deng.

This fellow was limping on one leg, and stood up with the support of two people, and the person who supported him had a broken arm or foot.

It turned out that it was the disabled soldiers from Wugong City who came.

"Du Bin brought them back yesterday, more than 230 people, and it was inconvenient for them to go out of the city." Zhang Te explained.

Yang Zheng nodded, and said to everyone: "From now on, this place will be your home. As long as I'm still alive, I won't be able to starve you."

The imperial court didn't want them, so they had to take them in by themselves.

After all, they are the bloody robes on the battlefield, but if there is a way to survive, they will not come to the northwest front.

And they came here out of trust.

These days, the young and strong with healthy limbs still have a hard life, and they who have lost the ability to work are even more unable to survive.

"Thank you, General." The crying grew louder.

As soon as he arrived at the city gate, he heard Du Bin's loud voice on the city wall, "Thieves, who told you to be lazy!"

Those who were scolded by him also had loud voices, but what they said was Qiang Yan.

The two of them scolded each other back and forth on the city wall, regardless of whether they understood or not, the more they scolded, the more fierce they became.

It attracts the attention of others.

When I heard Du Bin's voice before, I always wanted to beat him up, but now I feel kind of friendly.

Yang Zheng coughed twice, "Stop making noise."

"Which onion are you?" Du Bin was very angry.

The scene suddenly became embarrassing, some held back their smiles, while others mourned for Du Bin.

"General Yang returned to the city, you are so courageous!" the soldiers around him scolded.

Du Bin poked his head out from the city wall and saw Yang Zheng on the horse. With an "ouch", he scrambled down and half-kneeled in front of the horse with a Qiang man, "The last general Du Bin pays homage to Yang Zheng General!"

"When did you become the last general?"

It's amazing how thick-skinned it is.

Du Bin stretched out his hand and waved into the city, and more than 50 people rushed out. Everyone was well-armored and equipped, and they also knelt in front of Yang Zheng, "Meet the general!"

"This is..." This made Yang Zheng confused.

"This is the elite part of my Du family!" Du Bin patted his chest and said.

No wonder he was so swollen, it turned out that the Du family was behind him.

Thinking about it, it was a journey of hundreds of miles from Wugong to Fanghan. These days, it was not a prosperous time to pick up lost things on the road. Horse bandits and road tyrants were indispensable along the way. Without the protection of force, they would definitely not be able to get here.

"Okay, you will be the head of the village from now on." Yang Zheng said casually.

Du Bin, however, had a displeased expression on his face, "He is well-versed in both civil and martial arts, proficient in the art of war, and has the skills to defeat ten thousand enemies in his chest. Wouldn't it be overkill to be a village chief, and the general would have buried talents..."

Yang Zheng almost sprayed his old blood on his face, just this bastard, he is also capable of both civil and military skills?

The last time this guy was captured alive by the Di people boy Qi Wannian...

"You're not afraid that Feng Da will flash your tongue. If you don't walk away, neither will the head of the village."

"The head of the village is the head of the village." Du Bin muttered and retreated with the steps.

Zhang Te's eyes were strange and he said: "With him here, I'm afraid there will be restlessness in the future."

Yang Zheng laughed out loud.

For Du Yu's sake, he will not be allowed to lead troops into battle in the future.

Now only Linghu Sheng and Zhou Yu were left behind, so I don't know what happened to them.

"Who are you?" Yang Zheng stared at the Qiang people under his horse.

"Report, report general, army, villain Yu Hu."

"This is the leader of the Qiang people who defected to us." Zhang Te added.

The Qiang people are a very broad concept. From Qinghai to western Sichuan, there are Ranmen, Shaodang, Baigou, Qingyi, Yak, Baima and other Qiangs. Some of them are close to the Han area. The name is not surprising.

In Nan'an County, there is a group of Qiang people with the surname Yao, and the leader is Yao Kehui.

"Why did you quarrel with him?"

Yu Hu blushed for a while, "He, he bullied me."

Yang Zheng guessed it was probably close to ten.

I'm not interested in asking how to bully.

Just as he was about to leave, Yu Hu suddenly knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed heavily, "I admire General Weide, please take him in, don't drive us away."

Obviously, these words had been brewing in his heart for a long time, and he said them very neatly.

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "You can rest assured, as long as you live an honest life, Fanghan will be your hometown in the future."

"Thank you General, thank you General!" Yu Hu repeatedly kowtowed.

With the armor and ordnance, the enthusiasm of the soldiers is obviously high.

Yang Zheng also distributed the money and silk rewarded by Xia Houba to all the troops. Although only three melons and two dates fell into the hands of each person, it was still a heartfelt effort.

Patrolling the armies, the soldiers were wearing armor, holding shields in their left hands and knives in their right hands, bursting out with aggressive aura.

The four hundred cavalrymen still looked elite, a little more calm than the Jian soldiers.

43 children also volunteered to form a team. The wind and sand in the northwest made their bodies much stronger.

Even the more than 230 disabled soldiers stood in a line, like poplar trees in the wind and sand.

The body is disabled, as long as the ambition is not disabled.

They were originally warriors who escaped death on the battlefield. Born in this era, not only did they not receive the honor they deserved, but they were also abandoned like shoes.

All eyes were on Yang Zheng on the high platform, and he couldn't help but feel excited. They were his connection with this world and this era.

"Duan Da, Yin Chun, Zhou Fang, Yuan Xiao!"

"Here!" The four cavalry commanders drove their horses and slowly stepped forward.

"Gong Feizhi, Luo Huzi, E Shanshi, Pu Jin, Du He!"

"Yes." The five chiefs of the army stationed in the army came out in high spirits.

"Liu Heng, Meng Guan, Su Hong!" The three teenagers walked out from the queue of children.

These three are talented people selected by Yang Zheng from the group of children, with tenacious personalities and flexible minds.

"Defending the land and protecting the people is our duty! Someone wants to take everything away, what should you do?" Yang Zheng said loudly.

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

The roar was like thunder, straight into the sky.

The cavalry raised their swords, the soldiers raised their shields, and the children raised their fists.

"Why did the general forget me?" Zhao Deng walked out with the support of two disabled soldiers.

"You..." Although the morale is available, how did these remnant soldiers get on the battlefield?

"Although we are disabled, we can still fight the enemy to the death." Several disabled officers stood up and knelt in front of Yang Zheng with firm eyes.

What they need more is dignity.

Yang Zheng took them in just so that they could survive.

I voted for peaches, and they rewarded them with Qiongyao.

People's hearts are not disappointed after all.

This made Yang Zheng feel great confidence.

It was as if in the darkness, there was a glimmer of light from the sky.

No matter how bloody the dignitaries and dignitaries at the top are, the people at the bottom will never lack heroism.

"People's hearts are available, the general must not dampen their ambition." Zhang Te whispered beside him.

"Okay! Since you have this heart, I will live up to your heart." Yang Zheng said with emotion.

"Thank you, General!" The remnants roared louder than before.

Yang Zheng really has thousands of words in his heart, but some words are destined to be unspeakable in this era.

As long as we grasp the pulse of the times, why can't a single spark start a prairie fire?
Yang Zheng wanted to boost their morale, but they did.

(End of this chapter)