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Chapter 165 Pressure

Even the pirates from the Ming Dynasty never thought that Yang Ce would give orders to the prisoners very naturally, and they would not have thought that these prisoners would accept it happily.

Thousands of people fought for weapons, and even fought for a rusty iron sword. Everyone was happy to grab it. On the forest path far away from the beach, they looked back at the big ship along the coast, and ran barefoot into the depths of the dense forest with barefoots.

I was not discouraged if I didn't grab the weapon. As long as I could get up, I kicked the branch and lifted it in my hand, wiped the blood from my nose and ran out.

Everyone who sees this kind of scene will think that they are an invincible soldier.

Except for Yang Ce's pirates.

This means except everyone.

On the boat that Yang Ce could not see, the pirates supported the side of the ship and looked at the movements on the shore. The sailors sitting cross-legged under the stern mast sprinkled a handful of copper coins in front of them, raised their arms and raised their fingers and shouted: "Buy and leave your hands, three hundred steps!"

"Don't follow the steps, I can't see clearly."

The sailor wearing a hair towel, bare-shirt, showed his strong body, walked over with a knife, raised his hand several times to throw the knife out, and looked at the shore with lingering fear, and finally reluctantly took out a brass pocket watch with patina from his waist and pressed it on the deck: "There will be another thirty breaths!"

Immediately afterwards, the deck used as a gambling table was entrusted with various objects in a very short time, four taels of broken silver, a small piece of gold, half a bag of tobacco, three pearls, several feet of cotton cloth and several gems of different colors, all of which were pressed on the deck.

In just over a dozen breaths, there were shouts of killing in the dense forest in the distance. The sailors who had robbed a few pieces of cotton laughed and were not in a hurry to take away the objects. They only covered them with one palm and looked around everyone and smiled: "When I return to Xidacheng, we won't go to the private place. Please go to the Jiafangsi, and the whole ship will have a share!"

As he said that, the sailor looked back at the forest and said contemptuously: "The crowd of mobs!"

They were betting that although they did not know what the slaves released by Yang Ce were going to do with weapons, everyone knew that they would attack their own people first, taking advantage of the chaos to take revenge and complain. This situation is not uncommon in this land.

The pirates set up gambling on the boat, not intentionally avoiding Yang Ce. The pirates on the shore did not set up gambling just because they had duty tasks. The Han Dynasty could not help gambling, and even Yang Ce could not help.

This is not because Yang Ce failed to fight against the pirates. On the contrary, Yang Ce never fought against this matter at all, and even deliberately added fuel to the fire. The gambling rules of the Han Dynasty were formulated by Lin Afeng, a top student who was born as a Ming officer under Lin Afeng.

There are also the unique laws of the Han Dynasty that were seized, drinks, fighting, prostitution, and prisoners, which had never appeared in the Ming Dynasty. Yang Ce participated in the formulation of most of the laws.

For example, the gambling law is not allowed to play cards or play games, because the time is spent, only bets are allowed. Each ship is limited to one day, and the bet per person is limited to 100 taels, and the captain records and supervises it.

One hundred percent of the money earned by the winner is paid as a tax on ship repair, 30 percent are kept by themselves, and the remaining 60 percent are either eating, drinking or buying weapons. In short, these 60 percent are spent on everyone involved in the gambling game, and can also be expanded to all members of the ship.

Yang Ce received formal military education. He not only received the original military education of the Ming Dynasty, but also received the new military education of the Guangzhou Military Academy.

Regardless of the new and old, regardless of the starting point is to purify military discipline or strengthen cohesion, it is forbidden for military soldiers to participate in these matters, but Yang Ce found that the Han Dynasty could not ban it.

Pirates are used to being free, and they work overseas with their heads in their hands, and they are worried and licking blood from the knife every day. They can't spend money even if they rob them. Their fear and fear are increasing day by day, but they can't get a channel to vent. If they ban wine, bets, and these bad things, they will not have any cohesion.

Yang Ce also wanted to follow the Beiyang and Nanyang route, but he couldn't come. Even if the Nanyang Banner Army stationed in Myanmar, it could still serve fresh stir-fry dishes with ingredients every day, including meat, eggs, milk, fruits and vegetables, and rock sugar, tobacco, wine and silver supplies.

But he couldn't do it, and Lin Feng couldn't do it either. He trained soldiers for more than a year, and had a lot of life with big fish and meat. He could only eat dried rice and starved at sea. It seemed that the supplies could never meet the needs of the soldiers.

Even if they have a lot of money, many valuable items.

It was when Yang Ce and Lin Afeng talked about these things that Lin Afeng really considered what Chen Mu said to him: There were so many sea heroes in the Ming Dynasty, and none of them died at the sea.

The rules of pirates will not be changed just because Lin Afeng wants to enfeoff the country and establish a country, nor will it become another Nanyang army just because Yang Ce is a student in the martial arts hall.

The reason why people have rules is to adapt to a complex environment for a period of time. Unless the environment changes, the rules will not change, because rules are a way of survival.

Unless the Han State can one day take root in the country, rely on taxes to support the army, rely on food to feed the army, rely on national strength to make the army fearless, and ensure that they maintain normal wishes, otherwise pirates will always be pirates, even if they are kings, they will also be pirate kings.

And pirates have to vent, have internal strife, have to gamble, have to kill, and have to rob.

Otherwise their pressure will become a knife and penetrate into their own chests.

The bonfire on the coast was burning vigorously at night. Someone asked Yang Ce why he had to distribute weapons to local people and let them go out to fight, and even offered rewards.

Those slave traders everywhere are actually useless to the Han Dynasty. Even in their own country, slave traders usually do not have a decent background and cannot exchange for any ransom if they throw them out. They can rob some goods with them. Once the slave trader's transaction is completed, they will become a group of paupers, and even if they are killed, they will be wasted gunpowder.

Yang Ce just shook his head, looking unfathomable.

In fact, he didn't know why he issued such an order. Everyone knew that those people might not come out again after taking weapons and rushing into the forest.

It may be because they died in the process of fighting, or they might just run away if they don’t participate in the fight. Even if a few people have achieved their mission sporadically, they will be useless to bring the slave vendors back here.

After a long silence, Yang Ce finally spoke. The bonfire was red, and he replied, "Because it's interesting."

The pirate group is like a whirlpool. No one can escape when he is pulled into it. The endless struggles and endless sea bring people more than just excitement and loneliness.

He needs to vent, too.

But he doesn’t gamble, doesn’t drink alcohol, and doesn’t love money, so what can he vent his vent?

Yang Ce looked particularly terrifying at this moment. He said "interesting". I don't know how many people will die of death, but this is irrelevant to him.

He stretched out his knife and picked up the bonfire to make the flames burn more vigorously, and said to the left and right: "Let's wait for a few days to see who wants to come back and try his luck. If someone comes back, we will take him away and then go back to Xidacheng to have a good quiet for a few days."
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