Chapter 162 Yang Jiamo Reappears, the Salvation Army's Revenge Revives

During the days when the city god, land god, mountain god and river god were just canonized and there was no need to spend money to burn incense, the people would go to burn incense every day.

However, life still had to go on.

So, it was only a novelty for a few days. After burning incense for a few days in a row, the people resumed their previous lives and went about their business.

Only those with a lot of wealth would go in and burn a stick of incense when they occasionally passed by and remembered.

At other times, when they needed to go to the places where these gods were, they would burn incense and pray for blessings.

For example, when they went hunting in the mountains, fishing in the rivers, etc., they would pray for the blessings of the mountain gods and river gods.

Apart from this, the entire territory had returned to peace again.

In Lintao Prefecture, Wang Chao smiled with satisfaction as he watched the reports from various places on the development of this period of time, the training of the new recruits, etc.

Then, he ordered people to summon Wang Sanshun, the chief of staff of the General Staff, and others, and issued an order to start expanding the army.

All qualified new recruits were transferred to the formal regular army of the People's Salvation Army.

At the same time, another round of recruiting new soldiers began.

For a moment, the entire territory became lively again, and countless people flocked to the recruitment office.

In Lanzhou City, at the window on the second floor of a restaurant, a down-and-out scholar with white hair and one arm looked at the bustling crowd below, and was filled with emotion for a moment.

"Brother Yang, you are so elegant."

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from the stairs.

The man who came was also wearing a scholar's robe, but his body was unusually strong. He was two meters and two meters tall, with muscles all over his body. When he stood there, he was like an iron tower.

The scholar surnamed Yang felt that his body was already relatively tall, but when he stood in front of the passers-by, he looked a little small and thin.

"Brother Chen!"

The one-armed scholar surnamed Yang looked at the man and greeted him with a smile.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

The scholar surnamed Chen sat down opposite the scholar surnamed Yang, and the chair immediately groaned under the heavy load.

Seeing this, the scholar surnamed Yang could not help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

"Brother Chen, you are looking for me this time, but..."

The scholar surnamed Chen did not answer immediately, but directly picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp, and then smiled and said:

"Don't you want to teach? I found a teacher's job for you in Lanzhou Primary School."

The scholar surnamed Yang stood up immediately after hearing this, bowed slightly and thanked him.

"Thank you, brother."

"Well, between us brothers, why should Brother Yang be so formal?"

The scholar surnamed Chen looked indifferent.

"Yes, yes, I am being hypocritical.

Come, I will treat you this time, and you and I will not go home until we are drunk today."

The scholar surnamed Yang personally poured wine for him and said with a smile on his face.

"Okay!"

The scholar surnamed Chen did not hesitate, raised his wine glass and clinked it with the scholar surnamed Yang, and drank it all again.

Then he said with a little regret:

"I don't know when I will be able to drink with Brother Yang again in the future. Today, we must have a good drink."

"What? Brother Chen is going to join the army?"

Yang Susheng paused for a moment, then a glance flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to say casually.

"Well, this is a rare opportunity, I must seize it.

Alas~, I should have joined last time, but I couldn't let go of my scholar's arrogance, so I missed a good opportunity.

With my body, I think I will definitely make a name for myself if I join the army.

This time, I will not miss it no matter what."

Here, he paused slightly, and then looked at Brother Yang opposite with a serious expression.

"Brother Yang, we hit it off right away. We are close friends regardless of age. After I leave, I hope you can take care of my wife, children and parents when you have time."

"Don't worry, brother. I will take care of everything about your family."

"Okay, then I'll thank you first!"

"Eh~? You're being polite again, aren't you?"

"Hahaha, okay, let's drink!"

After three rounds of drinks, the scholar named Yang looked out the window and said in a somewhat inexplicable tone:

"Brother, don't you think that the Salvation Army is a bit too aggressive?

I heard that the Salvation Army has nearly 300,000 regular troops, plus the city defense army, auxiliary troops, and the construction corps. This is not much different, right?

They are actually recruiting again. It's really a bit..."

"Hey, this is just the beginning?"

Before the scholar named Yang finished speaking, the scholar named Chen interrupted him disapprovingly.

"Brother Yang has been in Lanzhou for more than a month. You should know about our harvest here, right?

We have three crops a year, and every season is a bumper harvest.

And I heard that in the vicinity of Weiyuan County, where the Salvation Army started, Lintao and Gongchang Prefecture can even achieve four crops a year.

We don't have to worry about food now.

A mere one million troops are enough to support them.

What's more, the people of the world are still suffering. Since we are in the name of the Salvation Army, we must save the people of the world, right?

How can a mere 300,000 regular troops occupy all the thousands of miles of territory of the Ming Dynasty?

I think it won't be enough even if it is increased tenfold."

"Uh"

For a moment, the scholar surnamed Yang was speechless.

The Salvation Army has developed to this point, how can it be complacent and shrink?

The Salvation Army had not sent troops before, only because the newly occupied areas needed to be governed and new talents needed to be cultivated.

Now, after such a long period of development, it is enough to support the Salvation Army's expansion again.

Involuntarily, the scholar surnamed Yang sighed in his heart, and his eyes were full of complexity.

Didn't he expect this situation a long time ago? How could he still have a fluke mentality?

The scholar surnamed Yang, or Yang Jiamo, originally wanted to jump into the river to commit suicide.

However, he did practice some true energy after all, so he did not die immediately, but just fainted.

When he was washed down the river and washed to the lower reaches of Shuimochuan, near Changning Fort, he was rescued by a refugee outside the Great Wall.

Then after some twists and turns, he returned to the Great Wall more than a month ago.

Then, he met the heroic scholar in front of him, Chen Mo.

During this month, Yang Jiamo has been to many places, including prosperous cities, rural areas, and so on.

Originally, Yang Jiamo wanted to explore the intelligence of the territory of the Salvation Army, and then find a way to pass it to the Ming Dynasty court.

However, during the visit, he gradually hesitated in his heart. He had to admit that under the rule of the Salvation Army, the people's lives were far better than before.

Even the vast majority of the people have gradually forgotten that they are the people of the Ming Dynasty, and only remember that it is the Salvation Army that allows them to live a good life.

They are happy and proud to be the people of the Salvation Army and the people of the dynasty.

Even the vast majority of the people in the entire territory are eager to join the Salvation Army and expand the territory.

The military pay of the army soldiers is as high as several taels of silver. On the one hand, more people still have the possibility of obtaining supernatural powers by joining the army.

For this point, Yang Jiamo can tell the people responsibly that this is not a possibility, but that the Salvation Army really has supernatural powers.

In addition, there are newly established city gods, land gods, river gods, mountain gods, etc., and Yang Jiamo has also visited them.

He didn't know if there really were city gods and lands.

However, relying on his keen sense of practicing true qi, he did find that there were some special power auras in these city gods and lands, mountain gods and river gods.

And as time went on, he saw more and more magical things in the territory of the Salvation Army, and his intention to pass on information to the Ming Dynasty court began to fade.

In the end, he even thought about settling down here and teaching in school as an ordinary poor scholar.

With the emphasis on education by the Salvation Army, the salary given to the teacher was enough for him to live a comfortable life.

So, he mentioned to Chen Mo intentionally or unintentionally that he wanted to teach.

At this time, Yang Jiamo actually had no hope that the Ming Dynasty could defeat the Salvation Army.

There was only a little bit of luck in his heart, seeing that the Salvation Army was just developing its territory steadily, maybe it would not expand and occupy the Ming Dynasty?

However, now, the sudden large-scale recruitment of soldiers by the Salvation Army instantly broke his luck.

The Salvation Army is not unwilling to expand, but it was not prepared before.

Then, Yang Jiamo shook his head with relief, smiled and raised his glass and drank it all.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with the Salvation Army occupying the world.

At least the majority of people can definitely live very well, and will usher in another peaceful and prosperous era.

Seeing the change in Yang Jiamo's expression, Chen Mo couldn't help laughing, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him, and drank it all in one gulp.

Although Chen Mo has a strong back and waist, is two meters and two meters tall, and is as big and strong as an iron tower.

But he is also a genuine scholar, even more knowledgeable than most scholars, and his mind is delicate and not pedantic.

He can naturally see that Yang Jiamo has something on his mind and is alienated from the Salvation Army.

However, seeing that the government did not bother him, he did not care too much, but just hoped that Brother Yang would not do anything regretful.

At this time, listening to Yang Jiamo's relieved and hearty laughter, Chen Mo couldn't help but feel happy for this friend of different ages.

In a place where the two could not see, at an inconspicuous stall, a vendor picked up a palm-sized, compass-shaped object, glanced at it casually, and looked at the second floor of the restaurant. His smile became brighter and he shouted harder.

He knew that people who had lived in their Salvation Army territory.

Whether you are a refugee or a merchant.

Whether you are a captive or a spy from other forces, you will be deeply attracted here and eventually join in.

And the lower the people are, the easier it is to be attracted by this prosperous world, and the more they want to join and integrate into it.

Let's not talk about Yang Jiamo's subsequent teaching and Chen Mo's road to joining the army.

After completing a new round of military expansion and preparation, the dynasty began to dispatch troops. Wang Dahu plundered the Tatar Tumed tribes to the north, mainly plundering young and strong people, so as to pull them back to build the Salvation Army territory.

Let these Mongols also taste the suffering of the people of the Ming Dynasty being robbed.

In addition, Wang Shi, Li Shu, and Li Yu each led their troops to cross Dongkor, occupy Haiyan, and enter the Tumed tribe of the Qinghai Tatars.

Wang Erniu was stationed in Zhenluwei to guard against attacks from Ningxia and outside the Great Wall.

Tumed and Lindan Khan, welcome the revenge of his army to save the people.

Outside Gansu Town, Wang Dahu sat on his horse, looking at the 5,000 cavalrymen in front of him, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

"Soldiers, that group of Mongolian Dazi burned, killed, looted, attacked the people in my border area, and invaded my people's salvation army for no reason. How should we respond?"

"Anti-tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

"Anti-tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In an instant, the 5,000 people's salvation army in front of him shouted loudly, and the iron-blooded murderous aura that soared into the sky was like a thick blood cloud.

On the wall of Gansu Town, Xu Ming looked at the situation below and frowned slightly.

The people's salvation army led by Wang Dahu is indeed powerful, and can be said to be invincible and invincible.

However, Wang Dahu and these 5,000 people's salvation army seem to be a little too bloodthirsty, and I don't know whether it is good or bad.

But thinking about the evil deeds of those Tartar troops, this seems to be. There is nothing wrong.