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Seeing that it was his eldest son who was caught, the old man's face changed drastically, and he quickly reached out to stop him, "He can't do it, he can't do it, he is a laborer in the family, he can't go..."

Before he finished speaking, the soldier had already dug out half of the bag of grain from the house and carried it directly on his shoulder. But this was not enough. One stone cost two buckets, and each stone cost a large sack. This was only half.

The soldiers looked around everywhere, and when they saw the ready-made shoes, they stuffed them into their arms. After searching for a long time, they couldn't find them, so they simply arrested one more person and threatened: "If we don't give enough food, we will use human heads to pay for it."

This is the rhythm of one more military service.

Seeing that his youngest son had also been arrested, the old man hurriedly chased him out. When he was about to leave the yard, he finally hugged his thigh and cried, "I will give it, I will give it."

He turned back to greet his old wife and eldest daughter-in-law, urging: "Quick, go and get the food."

The daughter-in-law quickly turned around and ran toward the kitchen, moving the firewood away. There was a sack in the corner. The soldiers who came in saw it, pushed her away, and dragged the sack out.

The daughter-in-law chased after me and said, "Here is a stone. The half bag just now contains at least six buckets. Please divide it into four buckets."

The soldier glanced at her and ignored her at all. The leading soldier said with a cold face: "There are six dou in this half bag? I think it is only two or three dou. You refused to pay the tax. How much time has been wasted for us? We haven't done it yet." I need to compensate you."

The soldier asked the old man to carry both bags of grain directly, and then asked the old man, "Which of your two sons do you want to keep?"

The old man begged, "Master, please take all the two bags of grain. I only hope to leave the two children behind. They can only hold hoes. How can they hold swords and guns? They really can't be soldiers."

"Who is born to be able to hold a knife and a gun? You choose whether or not, or if you don't choose, I will take both of them away."

The old man was so heartbroken that he almost curled up. Under the eyes of his two sons, he reluctantly chose the eldest son. He said to the younger son: "Your nephew is just two years old. You can't let him lose his father just after he was born."

The younger son also understood. He knelt down and kowtowed to his parents. He also wanted to say a few words to his elder brother, but the soldier holding him impatiently dragged him out.

The eldest son suddenly became furious. He ran into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife and was about to rush out. His mother and wife hugged him and stopped him. These people are murderous people and are more ferocious than bandits. The village next door had resisted when they were conquered. As a result, several were killed.

When the old man saw the soldiers looking at him fiercely, he raised the knife in his hand and hurriedly kowtowed on the ground, "The young man was very angry, and they were brothers and they were friendly, so he got confused. I beat him, I beat him hard, and then Please don't worry, sir."

After saying that, he got up, raised his arms and slapped the eldest son hard on the face. He slapped him twice in succession. His eyes and face were swollen. They scolded him again, and then the soldiers calmed down. People and food left.

There was an oxcart carrying grain parked on the main road of the village. The grain they collected was placed on the cart, and the young men they captured were tied up with ropes and strung together. They would not be released until they reached the military camp and officially became soldiers.

The soldiers were not afraid of them escaping. After all, their family was here and the monks could escape but not the temple. If they escaped, the whole family would be punished.

This is why thirty soldiers can raid a village, and why soldiers line up in front of bandits.

If the bandits come, they can kill them, and the bandits may not dare to come. But if they kill the soldiers, they will cause endless trouble.

Therefore, in the hearts of the people, soldiers are worse than bandits.

Thirty soldiers searched the entire village and filled five ox carts with them. The captured young men were also divided into three teams and tied up. Then they led the ox carts and young men back.

Once on the main road, you can meet up with their large team. Several teams have stopped on the official road, all of which are collecting grain and grass from nearby villages. Together, there are three teams with more than 300 soldiers.

Everyone looked at the food that each other had found, and they all returned home with a full load.

"Jiangnan is indeed rich and noble. Even after the second conquest, so much food was collected. In Qingzhou, for the first time, even one family could not find three measures of food."

"The search is over this time. We won't find anything next time. When did we go south? The army left and we were left to collect food and grass. This is really not what humans do. Eighteen generations of my ancestors have Got scolded."

"If you don't get scolded, you will lose your head. How dare you not complete the tasks given by the superiors?"

While chatting, suddenly there was a sound of horse hoofbeats. Everyone turned their heads to look at the sound, and their scalps suddenly went numb. Under the scorching sun, the "Zhao" flag roared, which hurt people's eyes.

Some soldiers' legs were trembling, and the hand holding the knife was trembling. The young people with their hands tied were excited. Some couldn't help shouting loudly, "It's Zhao Jiajun, Zhao Jiajun is here to save us!"

Zhao Shi didn't come to rescue them specifically. He just wanted to go to Yinling County. He was originally going north, but a scout came to report that there was a food begging team here and many people were arrested.

Thinking of the tragic situation he had seen in the conquered villages in the past few days, Zhao Shi directly led his troops over.

Because it was a food begging team, it naturally did not need two thousand people. Zhao Shi only led a thousand people, but this was enough to crush the opponent.

The battle was over soon. He cut the rope and let them untie it themselves. Then he touched the two bags in the car and said, "One person will take two days' ration from it, and the rest will be returned."

The soldiers agreed and immediately tore off the cloth bags they carried with them, which were specially used to hold food. Since they were light cavalry, each of them could only carry three days of food rations at a time.

It just so happened that the rations they brought had run out today.

Everyone evenly took out two handfuls of grain from each bag, and then tied the bags. Zhao Shi's soldiers had divided the strong men into villages and asked them to take back all the food from their own villages.

From whose family the food was collected, that family would take it back themselves.

The young men were so moved that they kowtowed to Zhao Shi one after another.

A young man asked Zhao Shi, "I wonder if the Zhao family's army can still recruit soldiers. I, I want to be a Zhao family army."

Zhao Shi smiled when he heard this, patted his shoulder and said, "Go home quickly. How can a soldier be so easy? People will die."

"I am willing to die for Zhao Jiajun, and I am also willing to die for General Zhao!"

"Me too, me too, I also want to join the army!"

The seventeen-year-old young man squeezed to the front and said loudly: "General, please accept us. They have robbed all the food from my family. If you don't come, even if I have gone to serve obediently and there is no food at home to survive the winter, I will not come." It’s hard to survive, but you saved my whole family.”

Of course it was impossible for Zhao Shi to recruit new people, but seeing how enthusiastic they were, he thought for a while and said: "In a few days, the Zhao family army will definitely come to recover this place. You go home and endure it for a few days. When the army arrives, you can go again." The army is begging the generalissimo. If he is willing to keep you, you can stay. If he is not willing, I ask you to help me and tell Wang Dun the news about the rebels. This is enough."

He also said: "Please make it clear to your fellow villagers that if you encounter Wang Dun's rebels forcing military service, don't resist, lest you lose your life, it is better to follow. Don't worry, on the battlefield, our Zhao army will not kill our opponents indiscriminately. We all know that many of the new recruits in the opposite army are strong men who were forcibly recruited. When the time comes, as long as they lay down their weapons and surrender, we can collect them and release them."

The strong men did not expect such an operation, and their whole bodies lit up.