Zampalini carefully wiped the saber in her hand, but from the corner of her eyes was looking at a group of Ming people wearing traditional Ming costumes on the grass in front of her. These Ming people arrived yesterday afternoon. Zampaliniu, who was on duty at the time, remembered the situation at that time: a group of cavalry in various costumes rode to the fortress guarded by the Eight Banners New Army. Well, maybe it was a bit inaccurate to say that riding horses was a bit inaccurate, because many of them were riding mules, donkeys, etc., and then the Dashun County Magistrate Li Zhengang, who had been here a few times a few days ago, came out to negotiate with the Eight Banners warriors.

After a few minutes of negotiations, soon a liaison officer came out from the command center of the city. He ordered the Eight Banners New Army to give up and stop these people from entering the city. At the same time, he ordered the officers and soldiers of the 104th Company of the Army guarding the east gate of Yantai Fort to open the city gate. Zanparini, as the platoon leader guarding the city gate, was immediately ordered to open the heavy wooden door and put more than ten people including Li Zhengang into the city. The remaining 600 people who followed him were temporarily placed in the dock warehouse outside the east gate to rest.

In the evening, Zamparini brought some North Korean chefs to these people for dinner that day. The dinner was specially told by her superiors: a bowl of poached egg noodles, half a piece of big maha salted fish meat and four steamed potatoes. Such a hearty meal made these people's eyes look straight, especially the piece of salmon that weighed half a pound, which was swallowed up by them. The big fish caught from the Black Water area is very fat and oily. It not only tastes great, but also is very hungry. Even though Zamparini has eaten many times, she still feels that this fish is a rare delicacy.

At this time, the sun had just risen, and the Ming people opposite were sitting around for breakfast. The breakfast was boiled corn on the cob, plus a small saury fish with the meal, and the officers could enjoy an extra half a glass of beer. This "luxury" meal caused them to talk. After a while, a Ming people who seemed to be a small officer of the Shun Army moved to Zamparini and looked at the sharp and bright saber in his hand and asked in a low voice: "This... Junyi, how dare you ask if you eat so well every day for two meals? It sounds like the New Year."

"Two meals a day?" Zamparini was stunned at first. Then he quickly reacted: "No, this is not true. We East Coast people eat three meals a day, at five o'clock in the morning, at eleven o'clock in the afternoon, and at six o'clock in the evening. If there is still combat missions at night, there will be a midnight snack at night. Two meals a day cannot guarantee that we have sufficient physical fitness to train. This is not... well, science!"

Although Zanpalini's accent was a bit weird. Although there were many things in his words, the little officer of Shunjun still understood the general meaning: "God! I really eat three meals a day, and I also eat fish and meat! Uh, by the way, do you have any money to get? Do you delay the debt?"

"Fee? Are you talking about military pay? Of course there is one!" Zamparini looked at the little officer strangely, and then said, "Why do we fight? We fight for the country, for our relatives, and for the future. Of course, we also fight for military pay. After all, we also have to live. After the military pay, we have to fight bravely for the military pay. This is related to professional ethics. In fact, not only military pay, but also the spoils seized on the battlefield. After the battle, the logistics staff will register them one by one under the supervision of the soldier representatives and then convert them into cash. Distribute them to everyone in proportion. This is called a bonus. In addition to the bonus, overseas

There will be subsidies for the garrison, and a subsidy equivalent to twice the basic salary will be paid during the war. In short, there are many names. If anyone is not sure, he can ask the chief of the company or the logistics staff around Chief Mo, and they will answer them in detail. As for the arrears of military pay, this situation is rare. This happens when fighting outside all year round, but it will be paid to you immediately after the battle, and will never be owed for any reason. If anyone really dares to owe the military pay of a soldier, he will probably be severely tried by the military court and may be hanged."

After hearing this, the small officer of Shunjun looked at the others behind him. Although Shunjun has been torturing gentry, royal family, and wealthy businessmen to obtain military expenses, this method is not the right way after all, and the military expenses that can be obtained are actually not as much as expected. Only the troops of the old camp can receive full salary. As for the second-tier troops under Guo Sheng, it would be good to be able to receive a few taels of silver every now and then. In this era when there is no enough food to eat, talking about military salaries is a very luxurious thing. Everyone's biggest wish is to live with a full meal.

However, they were really shocked when they heard that these East Coast barbarians insisted on giving full military pay to their soldiers and never had to arrears. And what's more important is that the platoon leader of the East Coast man in front of him could receive at least 6-7 taels of silver per month during the Ming Dynasty. If there was a war, his income might be more than doubled. Think about the income of the Ming border army, the infantry had five cents of silver per day, only one taels of five cents a month; the horse soldiers had two cents of silver per day and six taels per month, but they had to be responsible for the cost of horse supplies, and the remaining one was limited. What was devastating is that these Ming military pays were basically rarely paid in full in recent years. Some border soldiers in Shaanxi had even owed two or three years. No wonder they wanted to join the peasant army, and they really couldn't survive.

Zampalini was about to say something when he suddenly saw An Dahai, a veteran in the platoon scratching his head and coming over with paper and pen: "Platform leader, I forgot how to fill in this... Please fill it out for me."

"Remittance form? Do you want to send money to your family?" Zamparini took off the big block on her head and said in surprise: "Okay, I know that you have many younger brothers and sisters in your family and more money, but you are too saving. Tell me, how much do you send?"

"Fifty-eight yuan and five cents." An Dahai took out a "Wu Shiyuan" certificate of deposit from the Black Water Treatment Office of the Northwest Reclamation Bank in the box and some coins. The certificate of deposit was covered with the bank's official seal and An Dahai's handprint. There was a line of words written on the edge of the certificate of deposit, which roughly meant how much someone had deposited in a certain year, month and day. These words were torn in half and used as vouchers for withdrawal; of course, these are not enough, you also have to know the password you left in the bank. The password can be a string of numbers or a paragraph. In short, it depends on how you agree with the bank.

Zamparini shook her head and said in a surprised tone: "Lao An, have you not spent much money in the past six months? He saved so much money and sent it back. Tsk tsk, you are the most stingy soldier in this company."

An Dahai also shook his head and laughed. He and Zamparini were soldiers of the same year, both serving in the 4th Company of the Army. Later, the Army Department established a new 104th Company in Ping'an County, and selected a group of people from the active and demobilized veterans of the 4th Company as the backbone of the 104th Company. Zamparini and An Dahai were both selected. Among them, Zamparini, known as the "No. 1 Beautiful Man" in Meihe Township, Ping'an County, even became a platoon leader. Therefore, their personal relationship is actually very good. Zamparini, who is optimistic by nature, often plays harmless jokes, and An Dahai, who is shy, doesn't care.

Zampalini made a few copies of the remittance form, then asked An Dahai to come over and sign a letter, pressed the print, and then handed it to him and said, "Go to the company headquarters to find Director Lin to sign it. After signing the letter, report it and then give it to the logistics officer for approval, and then you don't have to worry about it. The logistics officer will submit your remittance form to Heishui Port for processing. If nothing unexpected happens, your family will receive cash from the Coal River Branch of Ping'an Branch of Northwest Reclamation Bank at this time next year."

While the two were talking and laughing, there were already a circle of Shunjun soldiers. Although they didn't understand some places, they finally understood that they were bringing money to their homes and even brought more than 60 taels of silver. The officers did not deduct it! The civil servants who handled them seemed to be unable to pluck their hair! This... are there such good things in the world?

"Military... Platoon leader, are you still accepting people? My name is Liqun, from Xinxiang, Henan, and I am old. As long as you care about my full meals and lock up two more money from time to time, I will sell my life to you?" A small officer from Shunjun suddenly said.

Before Zanparini could say anything, another Shun Army officer next to him said, "Mr. Mo is also the official of our Dashun. General Guo wants to lead his troops to retreat westward and follow the King of Chuang. He asks us to help Lord Li (Zhengang) here, and Lord Li is an official under Lord Mo, so we will be Lord Mo's soldiers."

"Yes, yes! We are also Lord Mo's soldiers. Let's work for Lord Mo! Guo Shuai didn't let us retreat west with the old camp, just let us listen to Lord Mo's restraint." The enthusiasm of the grassroots officers of the Shun Army gradually increased. Guo Sheng's troops have always been second-line troops in the Shun Army, and their treatment is quite average; and their group, including Zhao Yingyuan's troops who are currently struggling to support Qingzhou, are even second-line troops in the second-line. The reason is that they are all Luo Rucai's old subordinates. After Luo Rucai was killed by Li Zicheng, their subordinates were annexed. Among them, the senior generals may have a little better life, but ordinary soldiers have some difficulties. It is inevitable that they will suffer some discrimination and difficulties on weekdays.

However, they did not surrender to the Qing Dynasty in history until the last moment of war. In terms of integrity, they were so strong that they were not sure where they went. This time, there were 300 cavalrymen who came with Li Zhengang, all veterans who fought old wars. This was a precious asset for the East Coast people who lacked cavalry. In addition to them, there were several local officials in Dashun who were chased and fled in a panic. They had few dozen people on hand, hundreds of more people, and a total of more than 300 people. Although their combat skills were average and their military literacy was low, the rare thing was that they were more determined and if they were well trained, they might not be able to fight.

While Zamparini was thinking, she heard a sharp whistle at the city gate. She saw Mao Desheng, the company commander of the 104th Company, walked out with a tall horse surrounded by the soldiers.

"Get together! Gather! Get ready to board the ship and pick up supplies and population!" Mao Desheng's adjutant shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!