There is a saying that goes, there are no bad soldiers in this world, only bad generals.

Soldiers are responsible for serving as soldiers and working hard in war is also responsible for working hard.

What they want most is actually a general who can lead them to win battles.

Winning a battle means honor, military merit, and rewards, but these are far less important than living.

The soldiers need a commander who can win battles.

Especially these soldiers who have surrendered twice, they need more urgently, that they desire stability and do not want to surrender the third time.

Even if the slaves of the three surnames are ignorant, they know that they have insulted their ancestors.

The stability of this ten thousand people has brought the whole city of Hangzhou to a new level.

Even the people who were looted by Fang Guoan's command were no longer angry.

They knew that war was coming again.

We also know that if the Ming army in the city abandoned the city and retreated, they would become slaves again and become people of the devastated country.

In comparison, the lost money is no longer so important.

Hangzhou City comes from bottom to top, people's hearts gather, slowly condense into a rope - the War of Resistance!

In Hangzhou, preparing for war has become a major event for the military and civilians to work together.

But at this time Wu Zheng couldn't be happy.

The enemy is too strong, which is not the biggest headache for Wu Zheng.

The headache was the food, drink, defecation and urination of the ten thousand surrendered soldiers, and the damn military pay.

If you have no money, everything will be sad, and a penny will not kill a hero.

Raising soldiers is the most expensive thing in the world.

This is actually the most fundamental reason why Wu Zheng had to choose to lean on Zhu Yihai.

If you don’t have money, there will be no army. No matter how great you have ambitions, no one will follow you to drink the northwest wind.

Of course, Wu Zheng could rob him like the allies under Fang Guoan.

But in that case, you will fall into a vicious cycle. The more you grab, the less you won’t be supported by the people, and later on, your subordinates will be in a state of disagreement with you.

Therefore, what Wu Zheng is facing now is not Duoduo's upcoming attack, but how to support the 10,000 more people in vain.

Who would have thought that it would be so easy to attack Hangzhou City?

Wu Zheng naturally would not have thought that he would take over the ten thousand surrendered troops.

These people are different from those brought by Wu Zheng.

The officers and soldiers of the garrison have already known Wu Zheng's nature to do what he said. Besides, in the past few months, Wu Zheng has never given their salary. After the three battles, the rewards were also issued with too many.

This battle only took four or five days and I would not ask for any military pay from Wu Zheng.

But these ten thousand people are different. They have always been under the jurisdiction of the Tartars as the surrendered army.

These days, it would be great that the Tartars could take care of their food and food, so what would they pay?

Go dreaming.

If Wu Zheng takes over, he has to pay out money. Why?

We must stabilize the morale of the army.

He has money in his pocket, is brave and walks with wind.

Besides, the war is about to begin, and there is no need to reward money to inspire morale.

It is said that fighting is about fighting with one's head. At this time, talking about ideals and loyalty to others is to talk about the qin.

Wu Zheng did not expect these people to be loyal to the country and nation without giving back. I am afraid that the officers and soldiers of the garrison would not be able to do this.

Time, it takes time. Wu Zheng just muttered to himself.

There is no need to give yourself a year or two to transform these bad people.

But where did it take one or two years?

I can only train them while fighting, but this is a story later, and what I need now is money.

I searched all the warehouses of the Dongcheng yamen. There was no oil or water to reap the small yamen such as Qiantang Academy and Minglun Hall. I could only find more than 10,000 taels of silver in the Salt Courtyard and the Weaving Mansion.

The fattest governor, the Salt Road Department, the Weaving Bureau, the Hangzhou Prefecture and others were all in Xicheng, and they were already plundered by Fang Guoan.

More than ten thousand taels of silver were barely enough for the people I brought to me, but for the ten thousand surrendered troops, that was far from the gap.

"Chi Erhan." Wu Zheng almost roared.

Chi Erhan was already dodging. When he heard Wu Zheng’s roar, he hesitated and stepped forward and said, “Young Master, I’m here.”

"Where is the silver?"

"Isn't this... Isn't it handed over to the young master?"

"He's just over 1,000 taels of silver. Are you begging for food when your young master?" Wu Zheng cursed, "Do you know, that 10,000 taels per person is worth 1,000 taels. The young master comes from Shaoxing Mansion. Who would have thought of such a bunch of people in the stall? Did you bring the silver?"

Chi Erhan said, "Who will bring money to the battlefield? Isn't this a cheap Tartar?"

"That's it!" Wu Zheng raised his head and slapped his hand, "But is the reason for the young master to tell them this?"

Chi Erhan shook his head and said, "If it doesn't work, how can this work? It's always a little bit. Otherwise, in just a few days, it's impossible to call the envoys like soldiers in the ward. If you fight a fierce battle, you'll be defeated in an instant."

"Oh...you still understand, then don't you think of a way to share the worries for the young master? In the past two days, you have found more than a thousand taels for the young master?"

Chi Erhan blushed and said, "Young Master, I'm just talking good things... These rich people are all cunning..."

Wu Zheng was speechless, annoyed in his heart, and kicked Chi Erhan's buttocks, "Didn't I tell you to find those rich people who are interested in it? You can let go of the means to deal with those people. If you become a young master, you will fart."

Chi Erhan blushed, "I did as the young master said, and even drew my sword. But they were very hard and refused to pay the money, saying that they didn't want money, but they had one to die. The young master didn't know that the rich people in Dongcheng looked at the Mo family and said that as long as the Mo family donated money, they would donate."

"Bah... can they still be very hard? If they really want to be hard, why are they so soft when they see Tartars? They still have no money, they are dead, and they are just a bachelor? You won't be able to use a knife, try killing two?"

Chi Erhan blinked and said in a muffled voice: "Young Master... isn't that good? After all, it's not a Tartar. Killing the people in the city will ruin the reputation of the young master if it is spread."

Wu Zheng was furious and cursed: "Didn't I tell you that something is not open to you? This is to punish traitors. Do traitors know? This is called eliminating harm for the people and eliminating traitors for the country... I'll go, Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi."

Song An came over when he heard the sound, "What did the young master call me?"

Wu Zheng asked Chi Erhan, "Who is the richest in the city...uh...I mean the richest among the rich people who defected to the Tartars?"

Chi Erhan said: "I've inquired, the Mo family is the richest in Hangzhou who defected to the Tartars."

"Mo family?" Wu Zheng thought about it, but had never heard of it, just it, "Xiao Anzi, you lead the team to search the Mo family."

"Yes, Master."

Xiao Anzi left on order.

Chi Erhan kept smiling.

Wu Zheng asked angrily: "What are you laughing at? You can't even do such a thing, and you still have the face to smile?"

Chi Erhan laughed and said, "Young Master, you don't know, the Mo family... Hey, Xiao Anzi will know later, the young master will know."
Chapter completed!