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420 Immigrants 1

In early September of the third year of Longdao, an immigrant convoy was walking on the land of the Liaodong Peninsula.

This convoy set out from Fuzhou a month and a half ago, and was about two kilometers away from the other convoys in front and behind, which was considered to be in front of the middle of a long list of immigrant troops.

There are currently 83 households and 315 people in the convoy. Among them, Ding Zhuang and Ban Ding men, 151 men, 95 young women, 62 children, and seven elderly people over fifty years old.

The convoy had three caravans, ten cows, six mules and two pack horses.

In addition, there are two flintlock guns, fifteen combs, two wooden cannons, and thirty-five fire door guns.

It's like a moving village, and the convoy also has a village chief.

He was a strong man who looked about forty years old. He was not tall. His right eye was once shot by a Goryeo arrow. Therefore, he always had a dark eye mask and a deep scar left by a Tartar waist knife on his face. Whether he talked or laughed, the scars involved in facial muscles made him look particularly ferocious.

His name is Zhang Dalang - the boss of the Zhang family. After joining the army, because there were too many Zhang Da and Zhang Er in the army, his company commander Xu Shizhen gave him a big name: Zhang Qiang.

It means that he hopes he can become a powerful warrior.

Zhang Qiang was indeed very strong. He joined the new army in the 12th year of Jianxing, and made many contributions during this period until he retired from the front-line field army due to injury in the second year of Longdao.

After retiring, he did not choose to transfer to the recruit camp to be an instructor, but applied to the civilian trestle to become a militia captain.

When the Governor's Office began to summon people from volunteers to the border, Zhang Qiang took the initiative to sign up, so he was appointed as the captain and village chief of this immigration convoy.

Zhang Qiang walked quietly at the front of the convoy, holding a cavalry filled with medicine in both hands, using a short flintlock rifle, a flintlock pistol hanging around his waist, a waist knife seized from the Tatars and a ring knife stolen from the hands of the Goryeo. Apart from the lack of armor, he was fully armed.

Several young militiamen followed Zhang Qiang with spears or mesh guns, staring at the pistol around his waist with envious eyes. An ignorant guy even unconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to touch this expensive weapon.

In fact, this is also one of the main problems of the immigration team: the weapons and equipment are not balanced. For example, veterans like Zhang Qiang who have just retired from the field army can take away the firearms he used when he served for about half of the price.

Ordinary militia who have not participated in the army can only purchase self-defense weapons at the price.

For them, flintlock guns are too expensive. Even if they can borrow money to buy a coercine, they are well-equipped. Many people who live in Qisheng for a short time and have no deposits have to use cold weapons such as spears to make up the numbers.

As for flintlock pistols... this weapon that is mainly equipped for officers and cavalry is actually rarely sold to the public. Li Qiang can have one, purely because he is a retired veteran of the Dragoon Company of the Field Army.

"Brother Qiang, show me your gun." A fat man carrying a three-barrel fire door gun said with a smile: "This gun is so beautiful."

"It cost me 400 kilograms of food coupons, of course it's beautiful."

Zhang Qiang said, glanced at the weapon on the little fat man's shoulder.

The first time this thing appeared was the Jurchen "original" firearm seized by Qi Jun in Fuzhou. In essence, it was a three-barrel fire door gun tied together in triangles to make up for the fire density with the number of tubes.

Even, because there are three barrels, this thing can be used as a warhammer after firing ammunition, which seems to be a very good weapon.

The arsenals in Qi Province are not willing to produce such things that are called "three-eyed guns" by the people. The range and power are far inferior to that of the shotgun, let alone the knowledge grenade gun and flintlock gun.

But people like it especially because this thing can ejaculate three times in a row, saving complex and problem-prone loading movements. Moreover, the recoil is very small, and young women can shoot under their armpits.

More importantly, it is very cheap - even the folks can make a few blacksmiths.

This is also the reason why Zhang Qiang's village has a large number of fire door guns. Among the 35 fire door guns, twenty are three-eyed guns, and the other fifteen are directly equipped with healthy women in the village, so that they can also have certain combat effectiveness.

And the price of these weapons is equivalent to two flintlock rifles.

Zhang Qiang pulled out his pistol and handed it to the fat man: "Bun, I have always wanted to ask, your family is an old tun household in Rizhao, and used to be the lorry of the fortress. He didn't have any money and food, so why did he use three-eyed guns?"

The little fat man, who was called Baozi by Zhang Qiang, smiled and said, "There is indeed money and food at home, but that is not my house. They are all the property of the legitimate son of the Zhang family. In the past, a concubine like me was actually the head of the farmer. Otherwise, why would I go to Liaodong to open up the territory?"

Qi Province has always been a province with relatively strong clan power. In the past, when the imperial court was in Jiangbei, the Great Zhou court moved south, although the population was heavy, the clan power became increasingly deeply rooted.

Before, except for a few families with relatively open personality in the clan leader, most of the people in other places had distinct classes - the eldest son inherited the family business, and the other legitimate sons could obtain a certain amount of property, while the concubine's son could only live as a farmer.

If the Governor's Office had not strongly broken the clan shackles, Baozi's life would have been like that - he would not starve to death, but he would not have thought about how good he would have lived.

That is, after the Governor's Office fully occupied Qi Province, it used strong policies to break the clans of Qi Province: those who resisted by force and suppressed by force.

Those who did not resist by force, in addition to building all the land for food, were also forced to separate the family.

A family illegitimate son like the little fat man, with the support of the Governor's Office, can trust to divide the property with confidence, go to another mansion or simply come to Liaodong to develop his own family business.

This part of the family property will not be much, because the purpose of the Governor's Office is only to break the clan relationship and avoid the big families joining together to fight against the rule of the Governor's Office.

As long as the family can be forced to separate the families and how many assets can the divided concubines take away, the Governor's Office has only set a minimum asset ratio and then ignored it.

For example, the little fat man, his surname is actually Bao, and he comes from the Rizhaowu Fortress. He is also one of the first families to join the Xu family. There are quite a few people in his family who work as local officials under the command of the Governor's Office.

But that's all. When the buns were separated, they only took away thirty acres of land, a cow and a mule.
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