In the center of the settlement is a big house, which is the place where the village is discussing matters. The village chief and the clan elders are having a meeting here. Although the weather outside is very cold, there is a burning stove in the room, and the kettle on the stove is "waving" out of the fire. Everyone sits next to the stove, with joy on the face.

The village chief of the village was a man in his thirties named Chen Shuisheng. He was originally a second lieutenant officer of the Imperial Army. However, he was injured in the battle and could no longer continue on the front line, so he chose to demobilize. He gave up the government's job as a military instructor in the city for him to serve as a military instructor in the city and chose to return to his hometown. Of course, he would live a good life if he stayed in the city. However, he would not forget that his fellow villagers were still suffering in his hometown.

After returning to the village, Chen Shuisheng, who had seen the world, was elected as the village chief by everyone. After the empire announced large-scale immigration, he persuaded the villagers to sign up in the county first, and all the more than 500 people in the Chenjia Village immigrated. For such immigrants who moved the whole village, the imperial government gave priority to them.

After a long journey, in the spring of 1856, they finally arrived on the fertile plains in southern Lake Michigan, North America, and moved into the immigration site with the help of the local government. Thus, the happy life in the entire Chenjia Village began.

"Everyone, the harvest this year is pretty good, right? We got a great harvest when we came here in the first year. I can guarantee that our lives will get better and better in the future!" Chen Shuisheng said to everyone.

"Yes! I never thought that we could collect so much food, and we couldn't finish it!" An elderly man in his seventies or eighties smiled and narrowed his eyes into a slit. He was the oldest clan in Chenjia Village and was highly respected in the village. He lived his whole life and basically never had enough food. Before he died, he could see the granary in his family full of food. Even if he died, he could still keep his eyes closed!

"Yes, thank you, the emperor, for letting us live a good life now!" The clan elders said in a verbal manner. Originally, there were some old stubborn people among them who refused to immigrate overseas. Chen Shuisheng took a lot of effort to convince them. Now, the facts have proved that immigration to North America is undoubtedly a very correct thing.

"Your Majesty's goal is to let all the people live a good life like us. We must support Your Majesty with our own practical actions. Only when we live a good life can we not let Your Majesty down!" A hint of fanaticism flashed in Chen Shuisheng's eyes. As a soldier of the empire, probably everyone has a heartfelt respect for the empire emperor Long Yufei!

"By the way. I looked at it. Almost all households planted wheat this year and did not grow other crops, which is not possible. In addition to grain, we also have to grow some other cash crops and vegetables. In this way, everyone's life will be better. In addition, since there is too much food to eat, it is okay to raise some chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep. It won't take long to live a good life of white flour, steamed buns, chickens, ducks, fish and meat!" Chen Shuisheng said with a smile. Perhaps everyone was afraid of hunger. So in the first year, almost all families planted wheat on the land, fearing that there was not enough food to eat. However, this led to too much food to eat, but almost no other crops were planted.

"Haha, Shuisheng! Aren't we all afraid of having no food to eat? Now, everyone should have no doubts." A clan elder said with a smile.

"Yes! Next year, our family will definitely have a variety of vegetables and raise a few pigs. At that time, our lives will be better than those of landlords!" Another clan elder is also full of confidence in his future life.

"By the way, Shuisheng. We have collected so much food, so we cannot forget the emperor and the government! We must not lose a grain of food that we should pay. The emperor has allowed us to live a good life, and we cannot be ungrateful!" said the oldest clan elder. Although he is old, he is full of energy and speaks with determination.

"Yes! People cannot forget their roots. It is the emperor and the government that gave us today's good days. We cannot do things that are unconscience-free!" Other tribe elders said one after another. The Chinese have never lacked patriotism. If the country is in trouble, they will do whatever they want to destroy their families and help them. However, poor people often cannot support themselves and their families, let alone help the country. But now, it is completely different. They already have the ability to feed back to the country.

"Friends, everyone, calm down. The government stipulates that we don't have to pay grain within three years. Paying taxes will start from three years later. At that time, of course the tax we should pay will not be less." Chen Shuisheng said. However, the empire had collected very little agricultural tax. The empire's main tax sources were industrial and commercial tax and tariffs. If the empire's farmers were still large in number, Long Yufei would have thought of abolishing the agricultural tax.

"Then we can't do nothing, right?" asked the older clan elder.

"Let's do this. After this snow, we will send someone to send a batch of food to the local garrison. This is our wish. If we don't have their protection this year, we will not have been so stable!" Chen Shuisheng said.

More than 300 miles from the settlement in Chenjia Village, there is an infantry company of the 10th Army of the Imperial Army. This infantry company is responsible for deterring the Americans in this area and is responsible for destroying American guerrillas. Of course, there are only more than 150 infantry companies, and it is undoubtedly powerless to station such a large defense area.

However, in this area, in addition to them, there are hundreds of settlements of all sizes, with tens of thousands of reserve troops and hundreds of police officers from two police stations. If this cooperation is done, it will undoubtedly be a great combat power. Those American guerrillas are often strangled by the Imperial Regular Army and the reserve troops. This makes their living space smaller and smaller.

"Well, it's time to send some food and fish to those soldiers!" said the other clan elders.

"Life in North America is good, but the locals are hostile to us, which is also very dangerous! Zhuzi's mother and his wife were both killed by those foreigners!" A clan elder looked hatred.

A few months ago, an American guerrilla attacked the settlement. Their number was not large, only a dozen people. However, the immigrants had just arrived at that time, and the reserve troops had not been trained for a long time, and various defense systems and warning systems were not perfect. Many villagers who were working in the field were killed and injured. Zhuzi's mother and daughter-in-law were even killed by the American guerrillas during this attack.

"We must not forget the deep feud between those foreigners and our blood. One day, we will make those foreigners pay their blood debts!" ​​A hint of anger flashed in Chen Shuisheng's eyes. He is not only the village chief of Chenjia Village, but also the captain of the Chenjia Village Reserve Force. There are hundreds of strong people in the village, and they are all members of the reserve force. Everyone trained during the slack season. Although they cannot compare with the regular army of the empire, there is no problem with firing guns. Even if they encounter attacks from American guerrillas, they will not even lose the power to fight back.

"Dear fellow villagers, it's the slack season of the year now. I decided to convene the members of the reserve team to start training. In the future, when the regular army eliminates foreign devils, we will not be able to hold back! What do you think?" Chen Shuisheng said.

"Of course there is no problem! Those foreigners want to kill us and rob our food, so we will fight with them to let them know that we are not easy to bully!" said an angry clan elder.

"That's right, our good days must not be destroyed by those foreigners!" Other clan elders also said.

Although Chinese people often give people a feeling of being timid and afraid of things. In fact, they are not lacking in blood, but they are just imprisoned by the rule of foolish people of the previous rulers. Now, the imperial emperor Long Yufei has lifted these imprisonments, and everyone will naturally not be stingy in their hard work for their own happy life.

In the Chenjia Village reserve troops, each of them was equipped with rifles, which were the standard rifles of the Imperial Army. During the war, the Imperial arsenal produced a large number of weapons and equipment, and those that were not used up during the war were used to equip immigrants from all over the country. In addition to the rifles, each person also had five grenades. The entire reserve team also had a light machine gun and corresponding ammunition. Once the ammunition was used up, the regular troops stationed in various places would provide them with supplies.

This makes the reserve team of every settlement not lacking weapons and equipment.

Among the woods dozens of miles away from Chenjia Village, simple tents were distributed here. Some skinny American guerrillas curled up in the tents and depended on their body temperature to keep warm. In order to avoid being tracked down by Chinese garrisons, even though they were very cold, the guerrillas did not make fires.

However, the life of the guerrillas is very difficult now. There is not much food left, and the arrival of the cold winter makes their lives even more sad. If hundreds of people in the entire guerrillas cannot obtain supplies, it is still hard to say whether they can survive this winter.

Among these guerrillas, including former U.S. Army soldiers, some merchants and peasants whose property was confiscated, their country was destroyed. In order to resist the exploitation and rule of the Chinese Empire, they could only choose this way to fight. Of course, judging from the current situation, they did not succeed, but their lives were getting harder and harder. (To be continued)

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