Traveler Major League

Chapter 39 Field Divide and Offensive Plan

In the first ten days of July, the morning sun shines on Lijiaao, an ordinary small village. The wheat in the field is almost ripe. From a distance, it is an attractive golden yellow. The scent of wheat wafted into Liu Ze's nostrils.

Liu Ze remembers that in modern times, wheat is usually harvested in May and June, and the freshly harvested wheat can be used to make fresh steamed buns and noodles, which taste better than old noodles. But this Ming Dynasty, perhaps due to the influence of the Little Ice Age, unexpectedly Postponed until now.

"Start dividing the fields!"

Following Liu Ze's order, Li Dashan and Li Shitou took the group leaders of the whole village to start measuring the land, and each household had a family member to follow along with them.

The principle to be followed is still that military families are given priority. Families who join the army are selected first, usually the best fields close to the village, followed by militia families, and those who are farther away are assigned to poorer ones. The farthest and worst land can be allocated. As for those who don't join in anything, in Liu Ze, this is a resistance to cooperation and is not eligible for land allocation.

"Whether the land is allocated, the wheat and other harvests in the field will belong to whoever it is."

"After measuring the land and selecting it, insert a wooden sign with words written on it, so as not to mess around."

"This is the order of Master Liu, don't dare to be sloppy, everyone move, hurry up!"

"From now on, this land will remain unchanged. It belongs to the collective of our village. After 50 years, it will be re-divided according to each household."

Wang Zhe in the field was constantly shuttling through the crowd with a few young subordinates assigned to him. While they were shuttling, they were shouting loudly to publicize. Everyone who was dividing the land in the field also turned their attention to them. Men who don’t know much, they elbow the people around them, and ask in a low voice, but the answers they get are all specious. Everyone only knows to divide the land and grab the closest land. As for Others, I don't understand, and I don't bother to understand.

Suddenly there was a commotion, Liu Ze hurriedly led people forward when he saw this, and after pushing away the crowd, he realized that it was two old men performing "Full Martial Arts" there, and Li Shitou was pulling a person beside him, who was aggressively While swearing, the other person took the opportunity to kick him violently. The man who was being dragged was obviously unwilling, so he hurriedly broke free from Li Shitou's hand, and was about to start beating him.

"This is what I saw first. Now it's my turn. I joined the militia."

"I've also joined the militia. It's obviously what I ordered first, and I buried the wooden sign."

"What you buried doesn't count, brother Shitou hasn't measured it here yet!"

"Why don't you speak, Shitou, are you dumb?" asked the man who was pulled just now.

Just when Li Shitou didn't know what to do, he saw Liu Ze coming from the front, so he hurriedly went up to him and said, "Here comes the master, you two stop arguing, and tell the master if you have anything to do!"

"Is there a contradiction?" Liu Ze listened to the chattering discussions of the people around him, so he made a good guess and asked Wang Zhe behind him while gesturing.

Wang Zhe immediately took out a small book with stitches and prepared to record it. This is the system established by Liu Ze. Whenever there is a problem with anything, he must write it down. It will be used as a lesson for the team and as a material and lesson plan for training newcomers. , in order to achieve the role of rapid training of reserve talents.

"The big one."

"Home."

"Master Liu is here!"

A series of greetings came and went, the two quarrelsome people calmed down when they saw this, they no longer blushed and wanted to fight, but turned their heads away from each other, refusing to talk to each other, but they still pricked up their ears and listened. Li Shitou explained what happened to Liu Ze, and sometimes he corrected and added a few words that were not right or thoughtful.

They are all from the same village, and which piece of land is good and which is bad. In fact, everyone knows it well. There is no surprise for the family with a small number of soldiers who join the army. They fought well and refused to give in to each other.

"The big boss, that's the thing, the land doesn't need money, they're bald donkeys following the moon, they've got your credit, and they're still fighting over there, bah!" Li Shitou said, just in time to see Liu With the short hair on Ze's head, he felt that he had slipped his words, so he lowered his head and remained silent.

Liu Ze didn't care about it and said, "What's the problem? Go and get some twigs of different lengths, and draw lots in order. Whoever has the longest lot will be ranked first, or it will be over." .”

The onlookers laughed happily when they heard this. Unexpectedly, this head of Liu Da's family is not only dedicated to the good of the farmers, but also very clever, and can have his own way when encountering problems.

"Oh, it's still the paper lantern of Master Liu's family. It's bright when you poke it. Do you hear me, everyone? Let's listen to Master Liu!"

"The head of the family really understands people."

Li Shitou hurriedly went to the field to find some twigs according to Liu Ze's suggestion, and grabbed them in his hands, and went to smoke them for the families of the militia peasant association. Try your luck in front of Li Shitou.

The one who got the long branch was elated and ran to the ground immediately, while the one who got the short branch hangs his neck down, unable to cheer up. Two men who got the short branch wanted to try again, but they couldn’t. Seeing that everyone didn't take his side, but blamed himself instead, he didn't dare to make mistakes.

Liu Ze felt relieved when he saw that the division of land was proceeding quickly, and asked Wang Zhe to help out there with a dozen or so young assistants, while he himself returned to the village and called all the platoon leaders and guide Weizi for a meeting.

"Brother Weizi, the village you took this time is good. Are there any other villages like this around us?"

"Boss, there are three close ones near us. They just turn a corner in the direction of Majiazhai. They are all in that area. There is a bend in the Dujia River. There are many people there. , but I’m afraid it’s not easy to fight. The others are from dozens of households, with few people and little food.”

Liu Ze spread out his hand-drawn map and continued to add according to Weizi's description, including the nearby topography and landforms.

The villages in the Majiazhai area are basically here, and some smaller villages have gradually been abandoned due to years of drought and epidemics. Only areas near the river with water sources to fight the drought can grow enough food to feed the villagers. , It is the same in the mountains, all open spaces with people have rivers passing by, so if you want to control this large mountainous area, you must first take down the rich land in the river bend, and then sweep the mountains along the river.

The order of encirclement and suppression by the imperial army will be the same in the future. Even if you want to farm and develop in the mountains, you must control the water source and the grain-producing area.

Thinking of this, Liu Ze slapped the map on the table and said, "This place must be taken down, and our chess game will survive!"

(End of this chapter)