The winter of 1680 was extremely cold. Zheng Kezang received news that the Qing Dynasty was a little ready to make a move. He would have to return to Yizhou Island to take charge of the overall situation after the year.

Then, the Luzon Protectorate must have military strength that the Spaniards would not dare to go ashore.

However, if the expansion of the army was too aggressive, it would become a militancy, so Zheng Kezang convened officials from the Luzon Protectorate and many military officers for a meeting to discuss.

The theme of the meeting was: saving military pay while creating a group of soldiers who can win the war.

The contradictory issues came out of Zheng Kezang's mouth, and everyone fell silent for an instant.

Most people think it is impossible to have a horse run and not eat grass at the same time. This is definitely not possible.

Just like the Guards, only if the treatment is good can the combat effectiveness keep up.

"Your Highness, it is better to follow the example of the Spaniards and force the natives to serve as soldiers. They only need to eat and drink without paying military pay." Liu Guoxuan suggested.

"It's inappropriate. Sooner or later there will be a backlash. We can't let the indigenous people take control of the force now." This method is a double-edged sword and will hurt himself. Zheng Kezang feels that he cannot do this.

Liu Guoxuan's method was rejected, and no one else could think of a better way to pay attention, so the scene fell into silence.

"Da Dahai, the coal in the stove hasn't been burned out yet. How many times have I told you, can you save a little!"

Liu Guoxuan was filled with emotion and said: "Supervising the country is really a good method. With the militia, we no longer have to worry about Western barbarians and indigenous people fighting back."

Hearing these angry words, Zhang Dahai's wife quickly put down what she was doing and said, "Dahai, who doesn't want a big man like you to eat?"

In addition, for this militia training, the Luzon Protectorate gathered nearly 20,000 strong Chinese men, and the momentum was huge.

Seeing this, Zheng Kezang had no choice but to express his thoughts, "Actually, it can't be solved. Let me introduce some ideas."

Knives can be given to the militia for use, but matchlocks must be stored at the militia headquarters and can only be used in the event of war.

Everyone has no objection to the conditions offered by the Luzon Protectorate. Anyway, there is no work to do. If you stay at home, you might as well serve as a militiaman for the prison state. At least you can make ends meet for a month!

Because of this idea of ​​harvesting wool, in just half a month, all Chinese villages in the Luzon Islands formed militia teams.

"Absolutely not. How can His Highness Jian Guo be the same as those brutal Westerners! I wish I could be caught and serve as a soldier in the Guards. I won't be able to come back."

The plan was agreed upon, and everyone knew what to do, and the Luzon Protectorate's war machine began to launch.

It is winter during this period, and there is not much farm work, so it does not affect food production.

Now their identities are registered and it is easy to manage.

Zheng Kezang continued: "My method is very simple. The demographics and distribution of the Luzon Protectorate have been sorted out. We can recruit some strong Chinese men from various villages and organize them into an army that is both an army and not an army.

Although we are common people, we are not entirely a team of common people!"

The words in Zheng Kezang's mouth left people present puzzled.

Zhang Dahai's wife thought about it and became a little worried: "By the way, if you are a militiaman, you won't be arrested if you don't come back. I remember that the civilian husbands captured by Xiyi a few years ago never came back?"

Zheng Kezang smiled and said: "I call them militia. They receive training from the Guards during the slack period, and go to farm and produce during the busy period."

The Luzon Protectorate is also fully responsible for the food for this month. They provide two meals a day and arrange meat for the next day. This ensures that they have no complaints and all of them want to come again.

On this day, Zheng Kezang and Liu Guoxuan rode horses together and visited several villages near Mingyan City. What they saw were fiery scenes of people training to promote production.

Zhang Dahai seemed very helpless as he cared about everything about his wife, but he also knew that she had good intentions.

Anyone who causes trouble during training and does not cooperate with training will be directly registered. If they do anything good in the future, they will not be allowed to participate.

"In this case, we are hiding our troops among the people. Once a war breaks out, we will call them to fight and give them military pay."

By the way, militiamen with good military qualities will be recruited into the Guards and receive two taels of silver per month.

For those who cheat during training, the Guards' punishment is also very simple.

After training, if you are willing to continue to be a militiaman, you must participate in five days of training every month, but it is not for nothing. At the end of the year, you will be given a subsidy of three taels of silver.

On this day, their family of five sat around the stove to warm themselves up. Zhang Dahai picked up a piece of charcoal, opened the stove lid and threw it in.

Isn't this a simplified version of the Wei Suo of Ming Taizu?

Soon, the Luzon Protectorate issued an order: The young Chinese in each village should come and serve as militiamen to take care of the food!

Through the propaganda of the Luzon branch of Dongning Daily, the people all understood the benefits of being a militia.

The training standards of the militia will never be lowered, but will be based on the template of the Guards, because Zheng Kezang wants a militia that can win the war.

"Yes, yes!" everyone agreed.

"Uncle Wu Ping, I'm worried about Xiyi. Don't worry about the aborigines. They don't have the courage. Besides, in a few years, they may not be aborigines anymore."

He said: "You little girl, you have to worry about burning coal. Tomorrow I will serve as a militiaman for His Royal Highness, Jianguo, and I will save you a month's food money."

There are so many military uniforms in Dongning Prefecture. Since the introduction of water-powered spinning machines, the cloth has been overproduced and there is no place to use it.

Zhang Dahai is an ordinary Chinese farmer on Luzon Island. He escaped from the Spanish butcher knife several times by hiding in the ravine.

Zheng Kezang then laid out the detailed plan: to transfer strong Chinese men between the ages of 16 and under 30 from each village to the nearest Guards garrison and receive uniform training from the Guards. After a month of intensive training, it was over.

, just in time to go home and prepare for the New Year.

With this rule in place, the militiamen did not dare to cheat and play tricks. They obeyed the guards obediently. Since the food was so good, they did not dare to ask for too much.

"Your Highness, what is that? You'd better tell me directly. We old men like us don't understand!" Liu Guoxuan was the first to speak.

In order to make the Chinese in Luzon full of martial virtue and save money, everyone agreed with Zheng Kezang's idea.

Zhang Dahai's wife is a woman who knows how to live a good life. She is very clear about everything. Recently, she often complains that he spends money arbitrarily.

Each village has a militia headquarters. Once a war breaks out, the Luzon Protectorate will order the militia captain to lead the team to the Guards garrison to assemble to fight against the incoming enemy.

Zheng Kezang has already seen the future of the indigenous people. He is not a bloodthirsty person. He welcomes the indigenous people who are willing to join the embrace of Chinese culture with both hands. On the contrary, he will not be soft-hearted.

In addition, the militia headquarters will provide the militiamen with uniforms, knives and matchlocks.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. Fortunately, it was not tied to the notorious military household system, otherwise everyone would not support this matter.

As for the matchlocks, those captured from the Spanish army were basically sufficient.

Zhang Dahai really envied the treatment of the Guards. They were given two taels of silver a month and twenty-four taels a year, and the chance of dying in battle was low.

The salary of the Guardsmen was several times higher than that of a hard worker like him who was building cement roads.

That's right, Zhang Dahai was already a worker of Zheng Kezang. He had to work for Zheng Kezang and get enough wages, so he could straighten up and become a man at home.

During this training, he heard from the militia captain that if he performed well, he could join the Guards!

He is going to show off and see if he has a chance to get a military coat of the Guards. His wife's worries will not stop him from pursuing progress!
Chapter completed!