Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 273 Ambition and Survival

Yan Xiangdong was also puzzled. This Chief Hu was born in a reckless family and was known for his frankness. Why did his speech today differ from what he heard in the rumors?

Hu Dahai looked at Kong Mingde and Yan Xiangdong, who were suppressing their impatience, and felt great joy in his heart.

When he followed His Majesty the Emperor and His Highness the King of England to conquer the Quartet, what he hated most was dealing with local literati and scholars.

All of them can't speak well, they twist and turn, and there are four or five temptations hidden in a sentence. Every time this kind of thing happens, Hu Dahai can't wait to run away.

But there is no way to escape.

Because these literati are all local tycoons, and the right to speak in the local area is in their hands.

If you want to subdue a place, you must appease these people. The emperor and the king of England must only meet the local literati masters. These small scholars can only rely on the group of subordinates represented by Hu Dahai. To communicate and appease.

Facing Nan Kong, the leader of scholars in the world, Hu Dahai today also remembered all kinds of grievances in the past, and his petty mind came up, and he made things difficult for Kong Mingde once.

Seeing Kong Mingde's face becoming more and more confused, Hu Dahai's heart became more and more happy, and he still put on a face and said: "This Yinzhou is not safe!"

"There are Yin aboriginals everywhere. If we talk about these aborigines, they are actually vulnerable. But the key point is that these Yin people are as cunning as rabbits, able to run and hide!"

"Every time my sons and daughters use their boss' efforts to suppress these natives, apart from getting some wild animal fur and wild fruits, the rest is a large number of fields. What's the use of these things... "

"As time went on, all the sons and daughters began to work less, and those Yin natives became more and more arrogant. This is why the joke of carrying five hundred knights with them is just a mere hunting! "

Suddenly, a light flashed in Kong Mingde's mind.

This Governor General Hu talked about the bison of Yinzhou for a while, and the cunning of the natives for a while. These two things are irrelevant, but Kong Mingde seemed to have caught something, but he didn't react for a while.

Yan Xiangdong, who had been silent all this time, was also frowning at this moment.

A few key words flashed quickly in his mind, "bison", "indigenous", "field"... That's right!
It is "field"!
Yan Xiangdong suddenly connected these things together.

This Hu Dahai first hinted that hunting is not a long-term solution, then said that it was difficult for them to destroy the aborigines, and finally hinted that the aborigines had fields that could be cultivated...

Reminiscing again, Hu Dahai sent a lot of weapons when he met himself and others...

Hu Dahai couldn't understand what he meant. He wanted the South Kong people to help them exterminate the aborigines, and the reward was the arable land of those local aborigines? !
As soon as this conclusion was drawn, Yan Xiangdong was startled, and then felt utterly absurd.

Letting these literati go hunting almost cost them their lives. Isn't it more nonsense to let them fight and kill now?

Thinking of this, Yan Xiangdong couldn't help feeling a little lucky, he wanted to test Hu Dahai's true intentions again.

Then he carefully apologized and said with a smile: "May I ask Governor Hu, are the fields of the aborigines who have been wiped out now unowned? If so, we want to go to farm, but we don't know where those fields are? "

Hu Dahai frowned, and looked at Yan Xiangdong with a half-smile: "Your Excellency, you are just joking. These fields were taken with their lives by the second-timers. How can they be things without an owner? No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat." ..."

"Furthermore, those fields, about [-] miles away, are all guarded by some of the guards. If you want to go, you have to climb mountains and cross rivers. There are countless beasts, poisonous insects, and the price is too high. !"

At this point in the sermon, Hu Dahai said something meaningful: "If you want a field, you have to grab it yourself. Then no one can say anything. As far as I know, there is a relatively weak native land nearby." , there are quite a lot of fertile land in its territory, but I don’t know if Patriarch Kong is interested in it?”

Now that we've talked about this, what else does Kong Mingde not understand?
This is clearly Hu Dahai wanting the tribesmen of Nankong to exterminate the aborigines for him!
Thinking of this, Kong Mingde only felt bitterness in his mouth, and said helplessly: "We have no power to restrain a chicken, how can we carry out conquests?"

"Hey! Patriarch Kong is too modest!"

Seeing Hu Dahai cheerfully pointing to the North American bison that was being roasted: "Without the strength to restrain a chicken, how can you roast such a murderous creature on the fire?"

Kong Mingde is really suffering and can't tell at the moment, but he still has to say: "General Hu, this bison is really a fluke..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted impatiently by Hu Dahai: "How about it! There are 300 members of your Nankong family, and you can always pick out the [-] strong, right?"

"I sent the veterans of the army to train the fifty young and strong, and teach them the skills of battle formation. When the army is formed, I will send another 160 Yinzhou garrison soldiers, a total of [-] people, oh, the required armor sticks, I just moved to you..."

"After more than ten days of training, you will be able to form an army. After that time, you can conquer the native savages!"

Looking at the two Kong Mingde who were already stunned, Hu Dahai said with a chuckle: "Don't worry, when you send troops, don't let your eighty-year-old young men rush forward, as long as you follow behind, kill some who escaped through the net." Just fish!"

"In this way, if you wipe out three or five savage tribes, you can officially form an army. At that time, I will drop some other family members of exiled prisoners and form a large family of four to five hundred people with you as the main force." The office specializes in expropriation of natives..."

Hu Dahai talked more and more vigorously, and he did not hide his plans, but Kong Mingde and Yan Xiangdong's expressions became more and more ugly as they listened.

Eighty and young?

That's easy to say!
There were only more than 300 people in Nankong who were exiled in Yinzhou, including people from the age of 15 to 50, and there were only 80 people.

These 80 people are gone, and the rest are women, children, old and weak. How can these people survive?
Hu Dahai seemed to know what these two people were thinking, and waved his heroic hand: "As for the old and weak in Nankong, don't worry, I will send people to bring them back to the boat. There will be no shortage of food and clothing, let alone people Go harass them!"

Well, this is also taking hostages.

Having said so much, the weapons, prey, and tents have all been taken away, so what else can Kong Mingde say?

He could only bow deeply to the end: "Nan Kong is willing to die for Governor Hu!"

"Okay! That's it! You pick out eighty young men tonight, and tomorrow I will send old soldiers to teach you the art of battle!"

After finishing speaking, Hu Dahai laughed and left, leaving only the members of the Kong clan standing there anxiously.

On the way back to the ship, the lieutenant couldn't help asking Hu Dahai: "Governor, there are more than 1 prisoners in exile here this time, why did you choose this South Kong people?"

Hu Dahai said proudly: "Well, there are so many people in the Nankong tribe, with a total of three hundred families. Who else has so many family members in exile this time?"

"I picked 200 young and strong today, and the remaining [-] old, weak, women and children are all our hostages, and I'm not afraid of their little thoughts!"

"Moreover, the people in Nankong are all scholars, and they are also the leaders of Zhejiang scholars. Such scholars are all ambitious, and they will not get rich when they are small!"

Speaking of this, Hu Dahai's eyes became brighter: "As long as there is ambition, things will be easy! As they grab more and more fields, their ambition will become bigger and bigger!"

"At that time, without us urging them, they will chase after the natives. After they wipe out all the natives, we will be able to enjoy the benefits of fishing. Why not do it?"

The lieutenant next to him listened, with a look of admiration on his face, he gave thumbs up again and again: "High! The governor is really tall!"

……

In the early morning of the next day, Hu Dahai sent 20 old soldiers here, and at this moment the eighty young and strong men from Nankong had already been dispatched, and someone immediately sent the remaining old and weak women and children to the ship again.

The 20 veterans didn't talk nonsense, and immediately started training the [-] young men.

From the beginning of the prohibition of orders and military discipline, the border started the gas energy training.

Now, let these scholars who are pampered and pampered on weekdays suffer a great crime. Usually, they have experienced such strong physical training?
For a while, everyone was exhausted, including Kong Mingde, but after running a few laps, they collapsed to the ground!
That is to say, Yan Xiangdong's physical fitness is relatively stronger, thanks to the fact that he often does some housework at home on weekdays, but it is not bad.

The performance of these Kong family members was seen by the 20 veterans, and they were suddenly big and frowned.

Hu Dahai only gave them ten days, but judging from this progress, ten days is not enough!
In desperation, he immediately sent an old soldier to report to the ship.

Hu Dahai had no choice but to give another ten days. After 20 days, no matter what the training results were, the eighty young men had to go to war with the aborigines.

With this abundant time, the 20 veterans finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Therefore, the physical training for the first ten days was all reduced by half, but even so it was not something these South Kong people could bear, but it was better than before.

So, just like that, the hell training journey of eighty Nankong youths began.

Every morning is body training, afternoon is weapon and battle formation training, and evening is explaining some basic common sense when going to battle.

Sleep time is only three hours a day.

The eighty-year-olds complained endlessly, but there was nothing they could do. The family members were all hostages on the boat, and they dared not run away even if they wanted to.

As time goes by, soon, the 20 days are finally over!
..............................

This is a small valley, about [-] miles away from the place where the Southern Kong people held a "big barbecue".

At this moment, 160 elites have already hidden outside the valley.

Eighty elite old soldiers and eighty young and strong members of the Kong family are all ready to fight.

If someone can scan these 160 elites one by one from a high place, they can immediately find the difference between these people.

Those who spoke softly, even joked, and chatted about nasty jokes were all those eighty-year-old soldiers.

Although they looked relaxed on the surface, once the battle started, they could immediately explode with great combat power.

The rest of Kong's eighty-year-olds were all tense and pale, and even their bodies trembled slightly, and their hands were holding weapons tightly.

It's just because they hold the weapons so hard that the palms of their hands are covered with sweat. From time to time, they have to hand over the weapons in their right hands to their left hands, and then wipe off the sweat on the palms of their right hands.

This is also the point of attention given to them by the veterans. On the battlefield, if the hands are too sweaty, it is very likely that they will not be able to hold their weapons. If they lose their weapons during the battle, they will basically die.

"call!"

Yan Xiangdong took a deep breath and let it out again.

He was a little nervous. Of course, it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous at this time.

After all, in the past 30 years, his identity has always been a scholar who has read poetry and books. He is proficient in everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Cabbage is gone.

It's good now, since I came to this overseas Yinzhou, I almost lost my life hunting bison first, and I'm going to kill someone soon!

I'm a scribe, why did I become the stinky mound I hate the most?
Yan Xiangdong could only lament the tragedy and teasing of fate.

"Xiangdong, don't think about what you have and what you don't have anymore. Now we have to live first before we can talk about other things!" At some time, Kong Mingde quietly came to Yan Xiangdong's side, and he seemed to see Yan Xiangdong's heart torment.

Since being exiled to the American continent, although Yan Xiangdong has been advising the South Kong people to survive, but it is Kong Mingde who has changed the most in his mentality.

Since that night, after burning the annotation manuscripts of Confucian classics handed down from his ancestors, Kong Mingde's mentality began to show signs of change.

And when he was worried about Nan Kong's future survival that day, he basically began to let go of the airs of the descendant of the saint.

It's not that he forgot his ambition to rebuild the saint's family, but he just let go of this ambition for the time being, because at this moment, with his strength, the strength of the Nankong clan can't accomplish this ambition at all.

Accumulating strength is what they should do most at the moment.

Yan Xiangdong sighed inwardly, and nodded invisibly, that was all he could do now.

At this time, it was almost noon, and smoke began to rise in the valley, and everyone was refreshed immediately.

Obviously, this is where the natives started eating.

After countless confrontations with the natives, the Ming garrison also discovered the weaknesses of these natives.

The most obvious one is that the vigilance of these natives begins to drop sharply every time they eat.

Because in the attack among the tribes of these indigenous savages, if one side raises cooking smoke, the other side cannot launch an attack. This is the default unspoken rule of all the indigenous people.

But obviously, the Ming garrison did not recognize this.

Seeing that the eighty-year-old pawn asked the young man of the Kong family to guard the entrance of the valley, he tiptoed into the valley.

Looking at the old soldiers whose backs were gradually disappearing, all the young and strong Kong family couldn't help swallowing hard, and subconsciously tightened their weapons.

Among the eighty young men, there were twenty archers and fifty spearmen.

The place where they ambush is just behind a huge bluestone, facing the valley entrance, about thirty steps away.

(End of this chapter)