While thinking about the words, there were already rapid footsteps outside. The two officers rushed in with panic and said in a hurry, "Sir, the enemy is fierce and the weapons are sharp. I'm afraid this town cannot be defended..."

Zhou Sangui glanced at the two relatives, who were reliable but lacking in talent. At this time, he showed timidity and cowardice. How could he be of great use? But now it is useless to say anything, as if he only has one way left.

Boom, boom, boom! There were three loud noises, and it seemed that the ground was trembling, but it seemed to be hitting everyone's hearts hard.

"Forget it, forgot!" Zhou Sangui sighed and waved his hand powerlessly, "Please ask Mr. Huang to go out and say that Zhou is willing to surrender! As long as you ensure the safety of the Zhou family's relatives and ensure that the Zhou family's property is not damaged..."

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The sky is extremely bright blue, with only a few tulle-like flat against the sky, like a girl wearing a beautiful blue dress, with a thin and light white gauze scarf around her neck.

Meng Jiucheng, who walked out of Zhou's mansion, was in a clear and happy mood just like the sky.

Meng Jiucheng did not kill all the people on Wednesday, and even showed great tolerance. Of course, this was for other surrounding companies to see. When the troops were reorganized, it was time for Meng Jiucheng to reveal his true intentions.

Of course, it is inevitable to make Wednesday bleed. The land was not confiscated, but the management rights were handed over. According to the new policy, he would be given the tax he deserved. The food and supplies in the town were naturally owned by the Red Turban Army, so Wednesday BC would have to pay a large amount of military expenditure to be considered safe.

By integrating defeated soldiers, the strength of the Red Turban Army will be greatly enhanced, but how to enhance the cohesion and centripetal force of the Red Turban Army, and how to attract the Red Turban Army to fight and fight hard is not just a matter of being a soldier and eating food. Meng Jiucheng has always been considering this issue.

If you promise those ordinary people that if you win, you will arrange a good job for them, which is a hundred times better than farming.

At that time, the people must have regarded them as crazy. This is the ideological gap arising from the different times. Most people's dreams are still at the stage of "ten acres of land, a cow".

Although we know that a large number of independent small self-cultivated farmers should not be the foundation of the country's survival, it can certainly ensure that most farmers can have some land to cultivate, on the other hand, this practice also limits division of labor, restricts the development of intensive economy, limits the rise of industry and commerce, and firmly binds Chinese society into the natural economy.

Moreover, this does not completely prevent the trend of land concentration. Land must be redistributed every once in a while, and each redistribution of land is almost accompanied by large-scale wars and destruction.

For thousands of years, China has traditionally regarded land annexation as a major harm to the state and tried every means to suppress it. This has formed a cycle of formation: when the dynasty was founded, land was redistributed, creating millions of small self-cultivated farmers; after hundreds of years of accumulation, the land was concentrated in the hands of a few people, the country lost its tax sources, and some farmers who lost their land took risks; large-scale peasant uprisings broke out, the government collapsed, and a new dynasty was established, and land was redistributed.

Therefore, Meng Jiucheng could leave most of the gold, silver and treasures for the surrendered persons, but he had to find ways to hold the land in his hands. At least, the land and tax policies should be implemented completely in accordance with the new measures. Whoever dares to hinder the destruction will be merciless.

Because owning land is the dream of most farmers, and most of the Red Turban Army are farmers. With land, they will have a firm goal. They are for themselves, for their wives and children, able to live a good life, not be slaves, and fighting for themselves as a man.

The simplest purpose can often exude the most powerful combat power.

As for the huge land resources needed in the future, Shandong and even Hebei are everywhere in the war. The key is that you can grab it, resist the enemy's attack, and protect the people who work, farm and live here.

"Retreat!" Meng Jiucheng put away his thoughts, waved his hand, and ordered the soldiers guarding the Zhou family's house to withdraw their team.

A wealthy mistress who can no longer make trouble will leave others to show his tolerance, but there is no need to be careful about it.

Meng Jiucheng turned over and rushed outside the town with dozens of personal guards.

Outside the town, the reorganization of the troops is underway and busy. The policy has been announced, and prisoners who are willing to join the army will be re-registered and then replenished into the battalions as long as they are healthy.

This is the fastest way to reorganize, and it is the one that uses old people to lead the new. Until now, after several battles, Meng Jiucheng feels that the skeleton composed of veterans of the Red Turban Army has basically been formed, and as long as you stick to the flesh and be strong, you can expect it to be strong.

Han Shouzhong, who was killing the general in front of the formation, was also here to help. Seeing Meng Jiucheng coming, he stepped forward to salute.

Although Han Shouzhong made contributions, Meng Jiucheng naturally could not fully believe that Han Shouzhong had made contributions. After all, no matter how capable the old officers were, they all followed him from scratch, and there was no big problem of loyalty.

Meng Jiucheng smiled and returned the greeting, saying, "The weapons and equipment of our Red Turban Army, as well as tactical styles, are not much the same as those of other troops. Captain Han adapts as soon as possible, and Meng will have great uses in the future."

"I understand." Han Shouzhong had no obvious expression on his face. He paused and said, "I have seen the combat power of our army and have some simple opinions. After sorting it out, I hope General Meng will correct me."

"Person Han is proficient in literature and works?" Meng Jiucheng didn't expect Han Shouzhong to have such talent, and was quite surprised.

"The humble position is just a rough understanding." Han Shouzhong grinned, not sure whether it was modest or that it was true.

Meng Jiucheng nodded, showed admiration and encouraged: "The talent of both civil and military is extremely short of the army. Captain Han should work hard!"

"Yes, I can't help but be humble." Han Shouzhong didn't talk much, and his expression on his face was also very monotonous.

Meng Jiucheng pondered for a moment and said, "Now the Red Coat Army and the Jin army are fighting fiercely. Captain Han feels the victory or defeat, what preparations should we do?"

Being talented is one aspect, and Meng Jiucheng still needs a standpoint. Although he did not express his inseparability from the Jin people in order to cover up his eyes, his usual indoctrination implies this meaning. If Han Shouzhong was also a fence-bearer and a person who was unable to surrender, Meng Jiucheng would never reuse it.

Han Shouzhong thought about it and said slowly: "I will not hide it from General Meng. I have worked in the Jin army. Later, I rebel and surrendered to the Red Coat Army..."
Chapter completed!