Chapter 52 Calculation, Encouragement
Since the road was guaranteed, Zhou Sangui thought about whether he could compete with Liu Wen for the position of a group training or defense envoy after surrender. If the Red Coat Army wins, it doesn't matter. Continue to occupy this territory and be his local domineering king.
"The victory and defeat are unpredictable? I don't think so." Mr. Huang took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Although the Red Coat Army is numerous, it has been defeated in a row. Its momentum has declined and people's hearts have been in chaos. Even if it can last for a while, it will inevitably fail."
"I also agree with what Mr. Huang saw." Aide Mr. Wu nodded and said, "Although Liu Tingyu sent troops to Laizhou to assist in the war, he was unable to go to the hospital. The soldiers and generals he sent were not his direct line, nor were they elite. Obviously, if the Red Coat Army wins, he will be successful; if the Red Coat Army is defeated, he will also have the strength to accept surrender and will not lose the hope of being appointed as an official."
"So, Zhou can only be a team training envoy?" Zhou Sangui was dissatisfied and lowered his eyelids.
According to the size of the territory and the number of troops, Jinting usually adds the official position of the governor, defense envoy, that is, the state and county level. If it is a little smaller, the only official position of the League Training envoy is the one.
Huang and Wu looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Liu Tingyu and Liu Wenzheng are our family. The combined strength of the two is stable in the county. Zhou Sangui's strength is slightly worse than that of Liu Wenzheng. How can we fight? If it is not good, the second Liu will join forces to deal with it!
Seeing the staff's face like this, Zhou Sangui was not disappointed and sighed deeply.
Mr. Huang had a sudden inspiration and said, "You don't have to be too disappointed. If you want to be a defensive commander, there is no way."
"Oh, Mr. Huang, please speak." Zhou Sangui was excited and his eyes lit up.
"If you are in this county, you can't beat the two Lius. If you are in another county, you may not be sure of being strong and unrivaled." Mr. Huang smiled slightly, feeling that this idea was very exquisite and did not hide his complacent look. "For example, Rizhao County in the east and Linshu County in the south. Of course, the specific situation must be investigated before the decision can be decided."
Although Zhou Sangui wanted to get a higher official position, he was actually a family-guarding dog. He obviously couldn't accept it at once when he wanted him to march into other counties. Therefore, he pondered and hesitated for a while before he could smile for a long time, and said, "Mr. Huang is very good at it. Let's make a plan again when he is sent to find out."
Mr. Wu secretly complained, knowing that Zhou Sangui probably didn't have the courage, so he spoke: "I think there may be another way, that is, contact the Jin people in advance, or you can surpass Liu."
"This is a good method." Zhou Sangui was happy and said, "If it's done, if it really works, you can earn it back in the future."
Mr. Huang said cautiously: "Although the method is good, it still needs to be done secretly. If the Red Coat Army wins and learns about this, wouldn't it be bad?"
"Yes, it's really secret." Zhou Sangui's waiting and watching mentality gained the upper hand again. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, but did not want to worry about this anymore, so he changed the topic. "By the way, that silly Taoist priest wrote yesterday, saying that it was spring famine and the people were in difficult life. He only raised some taxes, money and food, and he was about to leave soon. I hope the rest can be extended for a while." As he said that, Zhou Sangui's eyelids drooped, as if he was contemptuous, and he was a little angry, "Two, what do you think of how to deal with it?"
Mr. Wu said first: "The silly Taoist priest wants to win people's hearts, but he cannot let him go."
Mr. Huang thought for a while and said, "What Mr. Wu said is exactly. However, since some of it has been raised, let him transport it first. Then, the Lord will scold him again and ask him to pay it all within the time limit, and he will not be lenient."
Zhou Sangui smiled and nodded in agreement. He took what he could get first, and then continued to squeeze. Well, it was really good to play with this stupid Taoist priest. Let you pretend to be a good person and let you win people's hearts.
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A person with ambitious primary goal is the sea, and ultimate goal is to dominate the world; a person with a family and wealth is also entangled in the minor official position of defending the commander and the commander of the delegation.
Different visions and different ideals, and you can already know who you play with without asking.
Zhou Sangui and others were still planning to play with Meng Jiucheng, but they didn't expect that they had been played with by Meng Jiucheng.
The transportation of money, grain and taxes were simply a matter of no shadow. At this time, Meng Jiucheng had already gathered people and sharpened his knives and was ready to start.
In a small valley in Woshiling, thousands of people and hundreds of people have gathered together, listening to Meng Jiucheng making a report on the situation. Well, it should be an incitement of pre-war mobilization.
"The war is complicated, and people are living in poverty. It is still difficult to eat, but there is a bad bastard who insists on starving us to death before he can be willing to do so. Increase taxes and impose heavy taxes, which is even more vicious than the Jin people!" Meng Jiucheng stood in a pine tree cannon cart in front of the team, waving the fake letter paper in his hand, and indignantly accusing the evil Zhou Sangui.
"On Wednesday, he wants us to pay a thousand stones of food and a hundred cattle and horses immediately within three days. If we don't pay within a deadline, he will send troops to attack and kill and loot." Meng Jiucheng shouted loudly, "But even if we dig out all the seeds from the ground, we will not be able to make up the number of food or drinks. What do you think? Should we wait for slaughter with our necks straight, or fight to the death with this bastard?"
The soldiers and migrant workers were in agitation, and they were talking nonsense, with anger and even more unwillingness in their eyes.
"Du Qi wanted to ride on our heads, but was defeated by us. He was buried in the soil and became fertilizer." Meng Jiucheng tore the fake letter to pieces, raised his fingers and pointed to the direction of Cross Road Town, and shouted: "Wednesday wants money and food, and we want our lives. I will let him and Du Qi end up with each other."
"Fight with Zhou Sangui and kill this bastard."
"Whoever doesn't let us live will fight with us!"
"I don't want money or food, but I have one to die."
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Meng Jiucheng glanced at the ones who shouted the most, nodded in appreciation, letting the anger spread and be infected. He felt that it was almost done, so he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
"In this world, if you want to endure your anger, you have to prick your neck and wait for death." Meng Jiucheng's voice sounded again, "If you want to live, you have to fight. Whoever robs us will take his life. If Wu Sangui wants money and food, he has to ask the swords and guns in our hands to see if they agree?"
"If you don't agree, I won't agree. I'm going to chop off his mother's Zhou Sangui." The axe player Han Changsheng jumped out. The axe in his hand had turned into a double-edged one, and there was a spear tip in front, which looked like a weapon in later computer games.
Chapter completed!