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Chapter 179 Why are you fighting?(1/2)

The Han family minted coins and all the iron officials were appointed, soldiers and disciples, and they attacked the mountains to get iron.

Wu'an Iron Official Workshop is the Da Tie Mountain in Weicheng County. The scattered prisoners with red heads and feet were standing all over the hills, all covered in dust. Some people were wearing wooden tongs on their necks. But their bodies were strong. After all, thin people had already died in the iron ore.

They held weapons in their hands and looked vigilantly at Ma Yuan and his party outside the mining area.

"Greetings to Captain Ma, the villain called Tailu, and everyone recommended me out to speak."

The iron official who walked out of the mining area to negotiate with Ma Yuan was tall, with his hair loose, his face with branding and tattoos, calling himself "Talk Deer". The iron deer was holding a big iron hammer as a weapon, but Ma Yuan didn't let him take it in, and saw that there was still dark red blood stains on his head.

"You killed Li Lu?" Ma Yuan looked at the man and asked him to tell him what happened in the mining area.

The deer said in a muffled voice: "I dare to sue the Captain Ma. The iron officials and soldiers are responsible for guarding more than a thousand iron officials and disciples on weekdays, but recently they have untied everyone's shackles, given us a few full meals, and distributed some simple armored soldiers."

"Then Li Lu came forward to tell us that as long as he defeated the enemy soldiers wrapped in yellow turbans, he would give you extra meals, eat meat, and perform outstandingly, and he could also release himself and his family and become a disciple of the Li family!"

It turned out that the Li family would also select the most powerful among the Iron Officials and disciples and select the guests as thugs. This is the only way for the Iron Officials and disciples to jump out of the mine, otherwise they would mostly work here for the rest of their lives until they were exhausted.

If there were such an opportunity, the Iron Officials and disciples were fighting for it, but today it is slightly different. First of all, who is their enemy? There are many different opinions. Some people say that the Li family raised troops and caused the official army to attack. The official army is not a good thing.

"Some people also mentioned that it was the Li family and Wei Cheng Dayin who were not in the fight. Now that the two sides were fighting, the prisoners were going to fight, the soldiers of the Fifth Duke were the soldiers of the Fifth Duke. Isn't this a rebellion? We also heard that the soldiers under the Fifth Duke were mostly criminals, and they were miserable from refugees. We have been yearning for a long time when we were so generous."

Speaking of this, Tinglu raised her head and looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers behind Ma Yuan who had the same tattoo on their faces as they said, "Since it is true, we will discuss that the benefits the Li family is willing to give us are better than those of the fifth duke who is waiting for the soldiers under her command. Why not kill him and vote for the fifth duke?"

"So when Li Lu was inspecting, I directly smashed his head with a sledgehammer."

This is a cruel person, and the guards were a little alert, but Ma Yuan laughed and said, "What a hero, you have to do it hard enough. Li Lu's face is bloody and bloody. When you cut his head and sent it, you almost didn't recognize it."

"The lieutenant is awarded a prize, and he is used to digging iron ore and smashing anvils on weekdays."

"That's the one? Let me try the multiple."

Ma Yuan was free and fearless, which made Tai Lu very impressed. He gave Ma Yuan a sledgehammer and asked Ma Yuan to carry it and weigh it.

"How many iron officials and apprentices are there in the mining area?"

Tinglu pointed to the iron officials and disciples who were still vigilant in the distance and said, "Let the old officials count it. Wu'an Iron Workshop has more than 200 officials and more than 200 craftsmen. The rest are prisoners and slaves working, a total of more than 1,000, most of whom were sent here after committing crimes."

"What crime did they all commit?" Ma Yuan asked him.

"Some are unfilial, some are hurting, stolen, and robbed, and some were arrested for secretly minting money."

"And you?"

The tattooed deer raised her eyebrows: "Kill someone!"

The officials behind him exchanged their eyes. When the Fifth Reun first arrived in Weicheng County last year, he chose soldiers from prisoners, and he didn't want those who were extremely guilty. How should so many iron officials identify?

Ma Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the Tattoo: "Why did you kill?"

What Tai Lu said was light: "When someone insulted my deceased brother, I followed him to the alley and cut his throat."

"The amnesty was not pardoned?"

"Damn Li, I didn't tell us about the amnesty." Tinglu gritted her teeth.

Seeing that Tinglu had a vicious face, she was afraid that she was a thug in the past, but Ma Yuan was not careful about the details and knew that the outcome was not decided now, and it was not about fairness and justice. So she smiled and said, "You have made great contributions, and all the sins of the past have been written off!"

"If you want to go home, you can take off your shackles and disperse it. If you are willing to do something for the fifth man, stay!"

Tai Lu was brave enough to bargain with Ma Yuan: "Most of us are homeless, even from other counties. Where can we go in this world? I am willing to do things for the fifth man, but there are conditions."

“What conditions?”

Taming Lu said: "First, we will keep these armored soldiers."

They finally got armed, but they would no longer let go of others to slaughter.

"Secondly, the fifth man should provide us with food and clothing."

"Third, we have been working for so many years and don't want to drill into the dark mine anymore."

The conditions of Tinglu are not excessive. If everything is the same as before, what will they do? Ma Yuan all agrees: "From now on, you will be the officials of Tieguan in Weicheng County. You, Tinglu, serve as the Iron Chief, the officials have salary, and the soldiers have food and clothing. As for those servants and family members who rebel with the Li family, they will be sent as slaves and handed over to you to take charge of the stewards."

Everything turned around. Ma Yuan knew that one of the reasons why the fifth reun insisted on killing the Li family was that he was jealous of the iron mine. The iron official slaves turned over, but someone had to do the work.

Just as the reinforcements took down the iron workshop without bloodshed, soldiers also came to report.

"Person Ma, smoke is rising under Wu'an City!"

...

Li Neng was still unwilling to lose everything. Seeing that the enemy was arrogant and two or three thousand people dared to divide the three groups, Li Neng was immediately happy.

"Even I know, the current situation is that the soldiers should be united or divided."

The chaos when the city gate was just opened was temporary. After Li Neng personally killed several county soldiers, his confidants came out in private with his disciples and even arranged troops in a row.

Although it was hundreds of years later, Li Neng was a descendant of Li Mu and Li Zuoche. He had a little family military strategy. He also served as a thief Cao Cao and used military books to restrain his subordinates.

In addition, he and his younger brother robbed themselves, and the good armored soldiers were left to their families and sent to the county government for a large amount of quality, so thousands of people were well-equipped with excellent equipment.

After leaving the city gate, I saw that the private servants in front of me were thick armor and black. The hundreds of light-armed soldiers behind me were yelling, like hungry wolves. There were also many warriors holding halberds and swords. They were raised by the Li family for a long time and are eyeing them today.

Li Neng personally commanded at the top of the city. He did not dare to let ordinary people go out of the city, for fear of disrupting his family's array, so he went to fight for more than 2,000. The front row was the most elite, followed by the county soldiers behind, and there were many small powerful armed forces shaking flags and shouting.

The fifth old subordinates in front of the city had only more than a thousand people. Suddenly, they saw Li Neng going out of the city to fight, so they gave up the camp and retreated.

"The enemy was defeated, the enemy was defeated!"

Li Neng was wary. He first made people shout at the top of the city that they were afraid of the enemy, and then asked the disciples to go around the camp. However, they found that Wan Xiu and Zhu Tufengyong had not gone far and were in a panic. They gave up the camp to retreat to the open land to form an array.

Now that the rectification has been completed, Shuangwen regards the fields that are about to be harvested outside the city as a battlefield, standing in the fields of millet that are more than half a person high, and the sun shines on them.

Li Neng knew very well that this might be Ma Yuan’s strategy to lure troops. All he had to do was to eat more than a thousand people before the enemy reinforcements came back!

It is not a big deal to stick to it all the time. You still have to go out of the city to fight to defeat the enemy's aura and kill them with vitality, so that the war can be delayed longer.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

As Li Neng beat the drum himself, the disciples who completed the formation shouted and rushed towards Zhu Tufeng bravely, but the other party was not afraid at all and came towards him. They all stood firm, without any fear of being alone, and there was even a little in their eyes...

"crazy!"

...

The Pig Tufeng brave men were indeed a little ecstatic.

Qin He pressed the shield tightly against him, held the knife in his hand, and tied a knot in his hand with the cloth strip of the sword to avoid losing his hands.

He is much more skilled in holding a hoe than holding a knife.

Qin He was just an ordinary little man named Xu Yong. He was an ordinary person with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, and was inconspicuous among the crowd. He tried not to rush forward when fighting, and was quite a person who cherished his life.

Qin He still remembers that his hometown is next to Maoling, Jingwei County, which is a large city with a population of more than Chang'an. There is no idle land in the ten miles and eight villages, and there is no wasteland that can be reclaimed.

His family has been tenant farmers for six generations, but Qin He remembered that his father once spoken to him with a hoe in the scorching sun, and sighed and told him: "He, my family has land several generations ago, and it is this area under his feet."

Their ancestors were ordinary soldiers who followed Emperor Gao of Han to conquer the world. Although they could not compare with the marquises, they also obtained hundreds of acres of land of their own by relying on the famous land and house system.

But after ten generations of people split up, the land became smaller and smaller. When it was divided into Qinhe's direct ancestors, there were only a few dozen acres left. Later, either owed debts due to gambling, borrowed money for weddings and funerals, or were designed by Hao's lower right side, and the dozens of acres were also peeled off every day, and there was no left at all.

The rich are bound to the fields, the poor are not in a place to stand, and the farmers who have no land will lose the possibility of settle down. If they do not want to go into exile and do not want to be slaves, they can only be tenant farmers, farm for Haoyou, and rely on the pitiful harvest to feed the children who are constantly born.

Even tenants could not escape the exploitation of government taxes. When Wang Mang repeatedly charged taxes to attack the Huns, Qin He's family went bankrupt. He was arrested as a strong man to bear the tax and devoted himself to the Pig Tufeng courage.

Unfortunately, he did not meet the fifth Sima, but followed the camp directly under Ruchen Sima. Along the way, he witnessed the death of the village party on the road. The soldiers were tyrannical along the way. They finally arrived in Xinqin, but were attacked by bandits and lost their food.

Only then did he be incorporated into the Fifth Battalion. When the Fifth Lun instigated the bullied soldiers to stand up and kill the officials, Qin He shrank his head and missed the opportunity to become an official. After that, whether it was crossing the river to attack the Huns or selecting personnel from the Fifth Lun to go south, he couldn't catch up.

After three years of hard work, he is still just a young sergeant. The good families in Xin Qinzhong also dislike him for being poor and no one wants to marry a daughter.

Until this time he followed Wan Xiu south, Qin He followed him in a daze, and traveled thousands of miles. When he was tired and tired, he would also look at the stars in the sky and recall.

"Who am I going to fight for?"

Did you fight to live? It was like this at first, but after eating for the past three years, not only did Qin He's health strengthen, but they also had a higher appetite and a higher desire.

Are you fighting for being an official? Many robes have sharpened their heads and climbed up. Military officials can indeed get more benefits, but Qin He knows that he is not the material.

As for freedom... who told you that you are free in the fifth battalion? You have to obey the orders of the superior officials and go wherever you are asked to go.

Or, as the seventh Biao often said when he was in the camp, he said: "Fight for the fifth official!"

Qin He was very grateful to the fifth reunion at first, but after shouting the same slogan for three years, their lives were no longer much better than three years ago. His thoughts gradually faded, and some people even secretly complained about why the fifth reunion had to travel thousands of miles to Wei.

Until today, Qin He, who had been confused and confused, suddenly heard Wan Xiu mention those two words.

"land!"

"My...land?"

Do you know what this word means to the farmer?

The fields are everything about establishing a career in peace and prosperity. They produce grain, and they cultivate in spring, summer, harvest in autumn, and collect in winter. The ancestors have lived such a life for generations. As long as they are not lazy, as long as the weather is beautiful, they will make some investments and gain something.

But these days, it is a dream for a tenant farmer to regain land. The good people have long divided the good land. The self-cultivated farmers are still struggling in the broken small fields, and they have to worry that their land will be robbed at any time.

Not to mention that the Xin Dynasty does not allow land purchases and sales, even if they can buy it in some places, they will not be able to save enough money.

When Qin He was young, he heard his neighbors say that the court wanted to implement a "king field system", saying that a family of less than eight males and that the land exceeds 900 acres must be distributed to the clan neighbors. Those who did not have land should receive land according to the above system.

But when I waited and waited, the officials sneered at me, saying that the decree was just a casual statement by the court and had been abolished amid opposition.

"Scammer!" Bai Gaoxing's tenant farmer cursed Xinchao and Wang Mang in such a way. What was more hateful than doing nothing. It was clearly promised but could not be done.
To be continued...
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