There was a smile in the soldiers' eyes and they began to pick up the trophy.

At this moment, a soldier suddenly shouted, "Oh, come and see, this is really a Tartar."

Real Tartar, really Tartar.

It was not a fake Tartar that the Ming army surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.

The Tartars who had just entered the pass can clearly distinguish them from the Han people from their appearance.

The soldiers cheered loudly from this. Is it so easy to kill the Tartars?

At this moment, they completely forgot their previous fear of the Tartars.

They discovered that like them, the Tartars could be killed by a knife or shot to death by arrows.

They found that the Tartars would be afraid and would turn around and run away like they did.

This battle made the soldiers rebuild their confidence, and they could proudly say that they had killed the Tartars.

Chen Sheng brought a hundred people under his command to Wu Zheng.

"I admire my ability to fight wars."

Wu Zheng glanced at Chen Sheng and responded casually, "You can't fight, but the skill of flattery is very good."

Chen Sheng's old face turned red by being scolded by Wu Zheng in front of his command.

In fact, this battle is nothing more than taking advantage of the terrain, attacking the few with the masses, and being prepared to fight against the unpreparedness.

Just taking tricks is not considered a real skill.

Wu Zheng looked at Chen Sheng with embarrassment and felt a little reluctant, so he said, "But you didn't take the opportunity to escape, but instead led your army to block the Tartars in time, and you are a hero."

"Sir, thank you." Chen Sheng replied gratefully.

"No need to thank you, what are your plans in the future?"

The hundred soldiers looked at Chen Sheng with a steady look, and then at Wu Zheng.

Victory is a poison.

It will quickly become addictive.

Those who have tasted victory will find it difficult to taste the bitterness of failure.

Every soldier's eyes flashed with desire and expectation.

They long for victory again and will continue to win forever.

Chen Sheng glanced at Wu Zheng and hesitated: "What else can you do? He who had planned to escape from Jiaxing Mansion and return to his own house... Ruo... Lord Ruo will not abandon him. Can you... take us in temporarily?"

Chen Sheng spoke hesitantly. As the general flag, he knew very well that once he dispersed in this chaotic world, he would be unable to protect himself.

If you want to live, you must keep warm. The more people gather, the longer you live.

But raising a military army is not about raising chickens and ducks.

Jinshanwei has not paid military salaries for a year.

Even if the military pay is not paid, these people always have to eat, right?

If Wu Zheng was a guerrilla general, no, even if he was a Dusi and a garrison, Chen Sheng would express his intention to surrender without hesitation.

But the problem is that Wu Zheng is just a sentry officer, with a hundred people standing in front of him.

These seventh-rank military posts cannot obtain food and salary supplies from the current chaos.

What Chen Sheng was worried about was that Wu Zheng could not support them.

That's why he hesitantly test.

Wu Zheng shook his head and said, "I cannot take you in."

Chen Sheng was disappointed when he heard this, and the faces of the hundreds of soldiers were filled with disappointed expressions.

But Wu Zheng's next words made them ecstatic.

"But I can reorganize you. Each person has two taels per month, and the general flag has three taels per month."

"What the sir said is true?"

"I am confident in my words."

"Does sir have a place to raise military pay?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own way."

Chen Sheng's eyes were firm, and he knelt down on one knee with the soldiers, saying, "Chief Banner Chen Sheng brought the 93 soldiers of the former Jinshan Guard under his command, and is willing to obey the orders of the Lord."

Wu Zheng looked at each other and said, "I guess you have heard it. From today on, each of you will receive a 2 tael of silver subsidy per month."

The soldiers were laughing, victory was always the best lubricant, and they replied loudly: "I know."

"That's good. If I don't pay money for three consecutive months, you can abandon me and leave."

"I dare not wait."

"Why don't you dare? Today you will be under my command of the official, and you must enforce the orders. Whatever the official said is, it is like a mountain. This is the first military order for me."

The soldiers looked at each other and began to think that Wu Zheng was talking politely and in a silly manner, and they didn't want Wu Zheng to come to the real world.

"We will obey the order."

"Very good. You can rest assured that you are, that is, I will not take you to the Tartars. If there is really that day, you can stab me in the back."

There was silence in the venue.

Wu Zheng said calmly: "This is my second military order."

"We will obey the order."

"Very good. Since I can't even vote for the Tartars, you will naturally not be able to do so. This is my third military order." Wu Zheng's face became solemn. On this point, there was no reason to be rash.

"We will obey the order."

"Okay! Since brothers believe in me, I will try my best to let us live together in this chaotic and chaotic world, until the end of the chaotic world, and usher in a prosperous era."

"We are willing to die for the Lord."

....

After cleaning the battlefield, Wu Zheng learned something amazing from Chen Sheng.

On June 13th, Zhu Changqing, the king of Lu who was in charge of the country in Hangzhou, had already opened the city and surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.

In other words, two months before Wu Zheng's uncle and nephew fought with the Qing army in Jiading, Hangzhou Prefecture was sold by Lu Wang Zhu Changqing.

The transmission of information in this world is too closed. In addition, Jiading is located in the east and is surrounded by the Qing army, so it has almost no contact with the outside world, so I haven't even heard of this.

Wu Zheng is not a history expert, how could he know the specific moments of these history?

With the fall of Hangzhou, it would not be surprising that Tartars appeared around Jiaxing Prefecture.

This news really hit Wu Zheng.

What to do? The way home has been cut off. If it were Wu Zheng and a few others, they might be able to find a way to get through it.

But now, there are more than 150 people around you, and it is undoubtedly a dream to spend it over.

Leading troops to break through? That's just a joke.

If these more than 150 people were pursued by the Tartar cavalry, there would be no need to be more than 50 cavalry, and they would be wiped out.

Looking at the more than 150 faces full of trust, Wu Zheng felt a little regretful about recruiting them, and even had the urge to distribute the gold and silver that Erhan killed to them, go back to their own houses, and find their own mothers.

But the heart, which was beating in the left chest, said to him loudly, "No!"

This is the real Wu Zheng’s voice.

Wu Zheng couldn't bear to refuse, and he didn't dare to refuse.

Chen Sheng looked at Wu Zheng's face, he could understand Wu Zheng's current thoughts.

In fact, when he led his troops to flee, he also faced Wu Zheng's current situation.

So many lives are handed to your hands, and a thought arises and a thought will perish, making you feel like a mountain on your shoulders, and you have to be cautious again and again.

This is why Chen Sheng was scolded and scolded by Wu Zheng before, and couldn't help but howl and cry in public.

Chen Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief after joining Wu Zheng's command.

Because he no longer needs to be responsible to these hundred people, all he has to do is to obey orders.
Chapter completed!