"Winter is coming." Ye Chang spoke slowly, not in a hurry, as if he was talking about the most ordinary things. His attitude made the tense atmosphere slightly less tense, and everyone couldn't help but nod. Although the Han people in these capitals can now distinguish the messages conveyed by the gongs, after all, they have not received real training, and their discipline is still quite poor. "Before he came, Gao Baosheng oppressed the good, so that all the gentlemen's families were poor and had no clothes. We all lived in Liaodong, wandering in the wild forests and swamps in order to survive, so-called watching and helping each other. The poem goes, how can it be said that without clothes, we are in the same robe as our son " "Ye Chang's words were not very profound, and everyone present could understand them. They couldn't help but be stunned when they heard the poem. Those who understood this poem couldn't help but look at each other. Then he looked at Ye Chang and waved his hand, and a large curtain behind him was immediately opened, revealing what was underneath. They are all made of thick cotton-padded clothes and trousers. These cotton-padded clothes and trousers are in the style of the Tang Dynasty. They are piled together like a hill. There are hundreds of sets at least, maybe even more. Most of the Han people present were poor and were originally thinking about how to get through this winter. When they saw these cotton clothes and trousers, their eyes became hot. A set of cotton-padded clothes is precious in such a winter, but what makes people feel even more heart-warming is the care of Ye Canjun represented by this set of cotton-padded clothes. ¡°Each of you will protect your security, take the person you are protecting with you, and then come and get your winter clothes in order.¡± Ye Chang said again. There was a burst of cheers immediately. Fan Jiyong shouted the loudest, remembering that just now Zhang Quanzhun wanted to take away his Yongye Field with an old winter coat, and now Ye Canjun actually gave it to him directly. Under the strong contrast, he couldn't help blurting out: "Ye Canjun Join the army, I am willing to join the army and fight against Beisha City." At this time, everyone cheered for a while, and his voice suddenly sounded, and everyone was stunned. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Fan Jiyong's usual cowardice was gone, and he was furious: "I live in exile in Liaodong, with no tiles above me, no soil below, no food to wrap my belly, and no clothes to keep out the cold. Ye Shenjun feeds me, clothes me, farm me. My parents can only protect me. The Goguryeo dog slaves in Bisha City want to invade now. If Ye Shen¡¯s army is defeated, I will lose all my land, house, food and clothing.¡± These words have reached the hearts of everyone, and most of them have no place to stand. Now they can finally see it. If there is any hope of life, there will be people who want to destroy it. "Exactly, I also want to surrender to the army." "Submit to the army, surrender to the army, and fight for Ye Langjun." Everyone shouted. Ye Chang gestured to the side, and there was a gong. Everyone understood what he meant and became quiet again. "You are not trained, and you only rely on your blood and courage to go into battle. Ye will never let civilians go into battle." Ye Dao said with a smile: "Ye feels the same for you, but as the strong man just said, you are not Fight for Ye, but fight for your own land, food, clothing, wife and children. If you really want to, join the militia, get training first, and do some things like transporting food and patrolling. "The next step is to distribute cotton-padded clothes and trousers. The cotton output of this manor has almost doubled compared to last year. Firstly, farmers have now learned how to grow cotton, and secondly, because the planting area has expanded, the output of cotton clothes and quilts has also increased. And because they saw that the income from growing cotton was much higher than that from growing grain, many nearby landowners were also looking to grow it. Ye Chang himself is also preparing to promote cotton planting in Liaodong next year. When the cotton-padded clothes were given to Fan Jiyong, whether they were made of cloth or kept warm, they were much better than stuffing reed flowers in linen. After Fan Jiyong grabbed it, he couldn't wait to put it on. He felt that he had never worn such warm clothes in his life. He has never been a bold person, but this time, he finally became bolder. Seeing that everyone was happily changing into new clothes, Fan Jiyong pulled his first security officer: "I want to join the army, Chief Sheng, tell me how to do it." "I'll help you ask, but Fan San Ah, you are really impressive today. A few months ago, didn't you say that you were the only one in the family and refused to join the militia? " Fan Jiyong smiled, a little embarrassed and said nothing. When the fields were first distributed a few months ago, Ye Chang recruited a group of people to serve as militiamen. At that time, the security chief mobilized Fan Jiyong to go, and Fan Jiyong died. He only wanted to cultivate his twenty acres of permanent land, accumulate some wealth as soon as possible, and then marry a housewife. But later he discovered that he was working tirelessly on the endless field work alone, while those who joined the militia were working together in the morning and evening after training and duty. Dozens of people helped each other, and it didn't take long to complete the task. At that time, he felt some regret in his heart, but Ye Chang didn't mention recruiting militia again, so he didn't dare to ask for it. Things are different now. Ye Chang's act of distributing cotton-padded clothes made him completely return to his heart, and the mutual assistance and hard work of the militiamen gave him no worries. Instead, he became eager to make profits. Taking advantage of the invasion of Quangaihong, he proposed to join the militia, which was a matter of course. . Ye Chang left Lushun for a month. Nan Jiyun focused on military affairs but neglected civil affairs. There was a lot of backlog of things, so Ye Chang left the meeting place quickly. In the evening, after the affairs were settled, he came back to the assembly hall to see how the people were collected.I wonder if the military incident is over, but I heard a dispute over there. "It's strange. Could it be that some people want to join the militia but can't? Yes, the so-called militia is a guard reserve. Only when the physical condition reaches the standard can you apply. If you have disabilities, it will be a pity. But when you come closer, you know No, the debate was about a few Goguryeo people. The clothes of the Goguryeo people were similar to those of the Han people, but their buns were different. They were clamoring to join the army. Ye Chang frowned slightly: He had been naturalized before. The Goguryeo people ignored the order, why did they want to join the army at this time? "It's a good time to join the army, we also want to join the army, and we also need to separate our clothes." Seeing him coming, the Goguryeo people came up to greet him and shouted. Ye Chang glanced at these people. Today, there are about sixty households of Goguryeo people left in Duli Town. Half of them have some property and the other half are poor. Among these people, there are both poor and some with some property. "You also want to join the militia? "Ye Chang asked with a smile: "The militiamen are hard working. From morning to night, they are either training or on duty. Sometimes they even delay household chores. Do you want to join in? " "If you have clothes to wear and food to eat, you naturally want to join," one person said with a smile. But a Han man next to him said: "This guy is talking nonsense. He was thinking of exchanging an old winter coat for my Yongye field this morning." The person who spoke It was Fan Jiyong who, because of his early performance, satisfied Ye Ying, who was in charge of recruiting militiamen, and stayed to help. It was Fan Jiyong who took the lead in arguing with this group of Goguryeo people. "How can they join the militia?" This matter is just a joke. Yongye Tian cannot be mine even if I exchange it for it. "Zhang Quanzhun said with a flattering smile. "He also said that Quan Gaihong would come and our Yongye field would be gone." Zhang Quanzhun's face changed slightly: "I wonder if Ye Canjun came back at that time. I haven't seen anyone in Lushun for so long. What should I do to deal with it? I was anxious in my heart, and I made a mistake without hesitation. I would like to ask Lord Ye Canjun not to remember the faults of others" This Goguryeo man was very sharp-tongued. Fan Jiyong could not defeat him, and he defused all his tricks. Fan Ji Yongyong's face was red and purple, but he just repeated: "He can't enter, he is a Goguryeo, he can't enter." "Ye Canjun said that the Goguryeo people are actually the descendants of the Han people and the descendants of Emperor Yan." Zhang Quanzhun said proudly: "Before, Ye Canjun said After joining the army, I was issued a naturalization order. Although I am a Goguryeo, I still have a Han heart." Ye Chang laughed dumbly: "In this case, these Goguryeo people should also allow them to join the militia. Seeing that Fan Jiyong still wanted to remonstrate, Ye Chang waved his hand: "No need to say more, Fan San, I still have one more thing I need you to do, so just follow me." " Since Ye Ying went to meet these Goguryeo people, Ye Chang took Fan Jiyong aside, found some chores for him to do, and sent him away. After the recruitment was completed, the militiamen under the Lushun system had reached three More than a thousand, almost all adult men, have joined the militia, but the number of guards is still 350. What reassures Ye Chang is that these 350 people are future professional soldiers, and they are all trained by him. Some of those who came out had seen blood when attacking the surrounding villages and had some combat experience. Moreover, the main force among them were either relatives who came from Xiuwu, or victims of the Luoyang disaster who had been saved by Ye Chang. They were loyal. On the other hand, Ye Chang was very reassured. ¡°Fifth brother, did you let those Goguryeo people join the militia? "Not long after he returned to Lushun, Nan Jiyun hurried over in surprise after hearing the news. After seeing him, he said directly. He has an upright temper and is sincere to Ye Chang. He has no taboos in speaking. As long as he thinks, Then he said it. Ye Chang smiled and said: "Why, there are few Han people in Liaodong. If we want to do something, we won't be able to do it without enough manpower. Strictly speaking, many of these Goguryeo people are descendants of Han people. If they can be used by me, , is also a beautiful thing. " "Non-my family, its heart must be different. Nan Jiyun shook his head and said: "These Goguryeo people, when you issued the naturalization order, they didn't take it seriously. Now that there is a war, will they kindly come to help?" " "Haha, yes, brother is right, so they take us too much for fools. "Ye Chang laughed. "There must be a ghost behind these Goguryeo people. What makes Ye Chang question now is whether the ghost comes from outside or from the Goguryeo people in the capital. But no matter where the ghost comes from, Ye Chang can't help but laugh. I feel that digging it out at the moment is not the best solution. Keeping it for your own use is the right way to go. "You mean you want to use their hands to do something?" " "Brother guessed it right. "Ye Chang smiled. Zhang Quanzhun was very happy to join the militia as he wished. Early the next morning, he followed most of the young and strong men in Duli Town, gathered at the assembly center and ran to Lushun. Now Duli to Lushun The sand road between them had been repaired, and it only took more than a quarter of an hour to reach Lushun. However, they did not enter the camp, but were outside the camp.training ground. On weekdays, Lushun trains its militia and army guards here. Nan Jiyun appeared in front of everyone, and when his eyes swept over Zhang Quanzhun's face, Zhang Quanzhun immediately showed a flattering smile. Nan Jiyun nodded, and then shouted: "You all have to conduct a drill today. Before the drill, someone must first go to the arsenal to collect weapons. Who is willing to do this?" "I" Fan Jiyong was the first to shout. "I'm willing to go too, any of us can go." Zhang Quanzhun narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard "Arsenal" and shouted not to be outdone. Fan Jiyong glared at him, but he didn't care. Fan Jiyong murmured and cursed: "This group of Goguryeo dog slaves are still arrogant now." Nan Jiyun saw that many people were willing, so he ordered more than ten people, and Zhang Quanzhun and his group of five Goguryeo people were all selected. Fan Jiyong didn¡¯t pick it up, which was a bit disappointing. These ten people followed Nan Jiyun towards the camp. As one of the most important buildings, the arsenal is located to the west of Lushun. It is now just a small independent courtyard, but enough space is reserved around it. When they arrived here, the security was obviously tightened. It was Nan Jiyun who led them and passed three sentries one after another. "How many weapons are there in the warehouse?" After entering the yard, Nan Jiyun asked the warehouse manager. "There are only some whistle sticks and bamboo spears left." The treasurer replied lazily. "What, why are these the only ones left? I remember that there were thirty-five suits of armor, fifty bows, fifty spears, and two hundred horizontal knives in the arsenal. Why are these the only ones left?" Zhang Quanzhun followed Nan Jiyun, When he heard these numbers, his eyes couldn't help but light up. He lowered his head, not letting others see his face, and secretly wrote them all down. "What can I do? These equipments were transported to Weizi Village with the master a few days ago. What I have left here are only 300 whistle sticks and 500 bamboo guns." The warehouse manager sighed. Said: "Joining the army came back this time without bringing supplies. He said that five hundred armored soldiers will not be sent until the spring of next year. We have to deal with it this year." Hearing this, Nan Jiyun became furious: "How can we deal with it? Beisha City will attack at any time over there. How can we deal with them with these sentry sticks and bamboo spears? " "If we want to attack, we have to break through Weizi Village first. We also rely on Weizi Village as a barrier, otherwise we can rely on these things in front of us? The melons are short and brown, how can they be defended?" The warehouse manager's words made Nan Jiyun even more angry: "What if the thieves bypass Weizi Village and attack Duli and Lushun?" "Impossible. The thieves don't have the guts. General Nan, just don't worry, just get through this winter. After this winter, the five hundred armored soldiers will be able to fight the thieves head-on. " Nan Jiyun sighed worriedly: "Now. That's all it can do, I hope these newly recruited militiamen can have some fighting strength" After receiving the whistle sticks and bamboo spears, Nan Jiyun began to train these militiamen meticulously, and everyone worked hard, because Nan Jiyun Yun said, if you behave well, you can add meat and vegetables for lunch. Zhang Quanzhun and others performed outstandingly, and were continuously praised by Nan Jiyun, which made Fan Jiyong even more unhappy. The drill lasted for ten days, and the temperature became colder day by day. On November 15th of the fourth year of Tianbao, the sea outside Lushunkou was finally blocked by ice floes, and the connection between Liaodong and Dengzhou was terminated. As the sea surface froze, the sky was shrouded in clouds, and along with the cold wind came an almost suffocating atmosphere.