Some people say that the rise and fall are the suffering of the people.

But there is also an old saying that people in troubled times are not as good as peaceful dogs.

In fact, both sentences are correct, but the corresponding standards are different.

Compared with the time when Xu Shiyang came in his previous life, any era in Chinese history would be a standard suffering for the rise and fall of the people.

But if we compare the tragic eras of foreign invasions in history, or directly compare the civilian life in Jiangbei ten years before this world, it is really a chaotic world where people are worse than those of the peaceful dog.

Even if you live near the fort in Rizhao, you still have difficulty in living. You must endure the threat of natural disasters and the exploitation of the Wang family.

But as long as you can have a piece of land, you don’t have to worry about attacks and robbers from all walks of life. You can enjoy the remaining output after working hard for a year and paying high taxes. This is countless times better than being a refugee and living in a place without a fixed place.

People like Xu Shiyang, who were born in a local powerful family, may not understand the ideas of the lower class people. All he does is to calm his territory as much as possible.

However, ordinary people like Li Kui and Li Da who come from the bottom of the class can indeed understand the mood of refugees who have to go down the mountain to live a slightly more stable life if they find an opportunity.

"Brother, since you are a soldier in the new army, you should do better."

Li Da sighed:

"It's not the past. Being a soldier in Qingzhou is not a thief-fighting army. If you can do better, our family will be able to live a better life."

"In the past, it was great to be able to eat half full. Now, we can at least eat more dry rice during the busy farming season. If the Qingzhou army is gone, our family will live the past life, and our mother and tiger head may not be able to get over it."

During the war, an elderly man and a child have the highest loss rate.

The Li family is now at this most sensitive time - there are mothers and children who have not grown up. If something happens, at least one will be lost, and it is not impossible to lose all of them.

"I know." Li Kui replied seriously: "Whether it is a Tartar or a bandit, if you want to come to our house again, you have to step on my body!"

Li Da's son, the boy with a nickname, Tiger Head, didn't quite understand what his father and uncle were talking. The child was also simple in his mind. He just stared at the big pot of lard, and his saliva was like he was still looking for an opportunity to touch a piece of oil residue to satisfy his cravings.

Li Da didn't plan to satisfy his child's wish anymore. He patted his son's head bluntly and scolded him: "Look at the fire! Don't steal it! Your mother still has to cook!"

The child curled his lips and looked very disappointed.

"Tiger head!"

A group of little guys came out from somewhere and shouted at Li Kui's nickname:

"Go and see!"

"What's wrong?"

"I've been a big soldier, I've been a big soldier!"

A bunch of little guys jumped and called:

"Our Qingzhou soldiers are going to attack Laizhou! There are so many people, go and see!"

Hutou immediately looked at his father with anticipation. Li Da shook his head helplessly: "If you want to go and see, go and come back early to have dinner."

"Thank you dad!" Hutou bowed to Li Da happily, turned around and shouted and jumped to the north road of the fort that Qingzhou Jun passed by.

Li Kui sighed: "It's so polite to grow up."

When Li Kui heard his nephew call him uncle, he wanted to say this - in the past, the children in the fort were all stupid and had no spirituality at all. He felt that they were not children, but more like wood.

Now these kids of the fortress look much more lively.

"The teacher sent to Fucheng to teach, and now he will hand over to children like Hutou to read and read at night."

Li Da took over his son's job of watching the fire from the bottom of the pot. On the surface, he seemed to be indifferent, but his tone of speaking was filled with strong showing off:

"Hutou can write his own name now, the name given by Mr. Li Hu."

It's not much different from Hutou, but a country man named it a great name by a scholar, not to mention that he can actually write his own name now.

This is something that Li Da and Li Kui had never dared to think about before.

"Don't you go and see the Qingzhou soldiers?"

Li Da asked:

"Do you know the soldiers I have lived today?"

"I am a guard, and I shouldn't know each other if I'm not with the battalion."

Li Kui replied:

"It's okay if you can't go over and take a look, you're all comrades on your side."

"Well, I'll boil some warm water here and you can send it to you."

Li Da sighed:

"In the past, whether it was the Tartars or the court, it was like a disaster. It was better for the soldiers in Qingzhou and it would not disturb the people."

"good."

Li Kui clapped his hands and went to the house to carry the bucket of water.

...

To the north of the Wangjiawu Fort in Rizhao, Qingzhou troops responsible for attacking Laizhou were passing through the fort wall in turn.

The one walking in front of the army was the Zhiyuan Cavalry, followed by the Great Zhou Imperial Army equivalent to the mercenary, and then half of the Hiyuan Camp, then the militia, and finally the other half of Hiyuan Camp.

To put on such a strange marching formation is to use the strictest new army to restrain the imperial guards and militias, and not give them the opportunity to disturb the people.

This is also the lesson Xu Shisong, the commander of the Laizhou Strategic Force, just learned:

When he set off, he arranged the imperial guards at the forefront of the team, because these imperial guards were the most gorgeously equipped, including iron armor, golden gourds, long swords and hard spears, battle bows and feather arrows, and red tassels on their helmets.

Xu Shisong felt that just this outfit would probably scare the Laizhou Fortress owners three points shorter first.

Unfortunately, before leaving the territory of Juzhou, Xu Shisong received complaints from almost dozens of forts and villages that had arrived on the road of marching.

It’s not big. Some say that there are few chickens missing, some say that the dogs were stolen, and the most common thing is that the farmer’s fields were trampled on by soldiers and lost a lot of crops...

It was not until then that Xu Shisong understood that the political status of the imperial soldiers in Jiangnan should be discussed. At least the treatment was extremely high - there was wine and meat in the food, and he often received various rewards - at least there was a fee for the troops to set off.

Of course, there are none of these in Qingzhou, and these imperial guards participating in the war did not intend to stay in Jiangbei, so they did not take Qingzhou's military discipline seriously. They were afraid of making big mistakes and would never make small mistakes.

This made Xu Shisong very angry. Finally, he even stopped halfway and sent a new army to wake up the imperial guards and clean up a large-scale manner.

That day, Xu Shisong beat at least fifty soldiers of military sticks, and another twenty people were tied up and sent back to Juzhou.

Xu Shisong clearly stated that if he commits again, he will behead him directly!

Although the imperial soldiers were dissatisfied, they had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Later, in order to avoid another problem, Xu Shisong put on a funny marching shape like a sandwich biscuit.
Chapter completed!