All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 243 No one but Lier
"What the hell, tut!"

Seeing that Liu Yanqing only scolded Xin Xingzong a few words and lightly covered up the crime of defeat with a sentence of "dismissal from office but retain office, and make meritorious contributions while serving his sentence", Han Shizhong, who couldn't stand it, exploded on the spot.

"Han Powu, what the hell are you talking about here?!" Xin Xingzong, who was covered in dust and dirt, immediately asked.

"You thief!" Han Shizhong's eyes turned red. "So many brothers are left on the other side, and you, a thief, still have the nerve to yell at me?!"

Xin Xingzong was furious, rolled up his sleeves and walked forward to start fighting.

Unexpectedly, Han Shizhong didn't give him any face at all. He kicked him to the ground, pounced on him, sat on him and started punching him.

The numerous soldiers around were just watching coldly, and no one came forward to help Commander Xin.

More than two thousand brothers are still on the opposite side. The soldiers are not emotionless robots. They want to kill Xin Xingzong.

The noise outside startled Liu Yanqing. When he came out and saw this scene, he became furious and ordered his personal soldiers to go forward and pull the two men apart.

"Drag Han Powu away and beat him with twenty military sticks!"

Han Shizhong, who was dragged away and beaten with a military stick, continued to shout and curse.

His position in the Western Army is not high, but he is very famous, a macho man like an internet celebrity.

Liu Yanqing had no way to deal with such an influential person, and the most he could do was to beat him with a military stick.

As for Xin Xingzong, Liu Yanqing waved his hand in annoyance as he looked at him, wailing with his hands covering his face. "Go back!"

He lost more than two thousand brothers in one battle and also crushed the morale of the army. If it weren't for the strong foundation of the Xin brothers, how could they have spared him!
"Send a letter to General Tong." Liu Yanqing instructed the cavalry commander, "Ask him to bring his troops and horses to join us as soon as possible."

Tong Guan's large group of troops arrived five days later.

It was not that he did not want to go fast, but the people along the way were extremely resistant to the collection of grain and military pay. In addition, there was a lack of ships for transportation, so most of the military supplies were transported by land, which delayed the journey.

The local government also closed the city gates and did not allow them to enter the city at all. Sleeping outdoors for a long time also hurt the morale of the troops.

After all this journey, I am really exhausted both physically and mentally.

"They didn't destroy the bridge?" Tong Guan looked at the camps on the other side of the river, wondering, "Could it be that they want to attack them halfway across the river?"

Everyone around remained quiet, no one wanted to be chosen as a pioneer because of standing out.

"Tan Zhen," Tong Guan asked, "How many days will the army have enough food and grass?"

"It can be used for more than ten days." Tan Zhen responded, "Only enough for one battle."

Tong Guan did not comment, and looked towards Shouzhou City. "Go to the city to collect food and money."

Having done this kind of thing so many times along the way, the Western Army had become accustomed to it.

Compared with the villages that could only collect a little food, it was obvious that Shouzhou City, located on a busy trade route, had more oil and water.

In the end, Tong Guan's favorite general Yang Keshi's troops got a great opportunity to enter the city and plunder it.

While collecting food and wages for the army, Yang Keshi also had to fill his own pockets.

At the same time, Chen Ran on the other side of the river was distributing rewards.

Chen Ran provided sufficient food and wages, so naturally there would be no such things as travel expenses or rewards before the battle.

The rewards issued this time were military merit awards that were redeemed on the spot.

"Fang Erlang, you killed two soldiers in battle, so you should be promoted two levels of rank. However, one of your squad members died in battle, so according to the law, you will be deducted one level of rank. You will be awarded one level of rank, one hectare of land, one house, and one servant."

The biggest feature of the military merit system is that rewards and punishments are clearly defined.

Killing a soldier will earn you a promotion by one level, and this is a reward.

But at the same time there is also punishment. That is, if someone in the team dies in battle, all the survivors will be guilty, and the more people who die in battle, the greater the guilt.

Of course, if all five members of a group died in battle, then they are all innocent.

If one person in the group dies in battle, he must be beheaded at least one level higher to offset the crime.

Otherwise, as long as you kill one soldier you can be promoted to the next level, and if you kill twenty soldiers you can be made a marquis.

If all of the 300,000 soldiers and horses of the Jin Dynasty during its heyday were killed, Chen Ran would have more than 10,000 marquises under his command.

Who can afford this?

Fang Erlang, with an excited look on his face, quickly walked up to Chen Ran and saluted.

Chen Ran placed the land deed and the house deed in his hands. As for the servants, they were all the clansmen who were detained after the house was searched in Bianliang City. They were sent directly after returning to Bianliang City.

This is not the end yet, Fang Erlang still has rewards.

The roll-call officer continued to shout to the crowd of soldiers watching, "First class noble, annual salary of fifty shi!"

Chen Ran asked with a gentle smile, "Do you want money or food?"

Fang Erlang's hands trembled with excitement. "I want money."

Chen Ran waved his hand, and someone immediately came forward and brought up a large cloth bag full of copper coins.

He picked up the cloth bag containing nearly forty strings of money with one hand and placed it directly on Fang Erlang's shoulder.

The heavy copper coin pressed down on him, and Fang Erlang staggered and fell to the ground.

The soldiers who were watching burst into laughter.

Fang Erlang didn't waste any time, he dragged the cloth bag away and returned to his own formation.

His colleagues in Pontus and even in the camp all looked at him with envy.

One after another, the soldiers who had made outstanding contributions were called out and came forward to receive land deeds, house deeds, food or money from Chen Ran.

The benefits that were distributed on the spot made all the soldiers jealous. Even the Western Army prisoners who were brought here to watch were clamoring and wanted to join in immediately.

Ordinary soldiers, even sergeants and squad leaders, were rewarded or punished according to the number of beheadings and casualties in their team.

When one reaches the level of Dutou, merit is no longer counted based on beheadings.

If everyone's merit was calculated based on the number of heads taken, then during a war everyone would rush forward in a swarm to grab heads, with no organization or military discipline at all.

Therefore, ordinary soldiers were counted by beheadings, while officers were counted by military merit.

For example, a city chief has a hundred men under his command. When calculating their merits, the number of people who died in battle in the city must be deducted first.

If there are any remaining beheadings, the credit will be given only if the level is at least 33.

Those who are below level 33 will be rewarded with money and food.

If the number of beheadings is less than the loss incurred, then one must be punished!

If the proportion exceeds a certain level, the person will be beheaded immediately!

After this battle, only a few generals above the rank of captain were able to receive rewards.

Drummers and suona players like Zhang Wu Ge are in special positions, and their merit calculation is based on the instructions of the local head of the city.

If the head gets a reward, they can get half.

It seems that half of the reward is lost, but if they are found guilty, those in special positions will not be punished.

The city where Zhang Wu Ge was located lost twelve people and twenty-eight people were beheaded.

After the deduction, the actual military merit was level 16, which was below the minimum level of 33, so the title could not be upgraded, but at least there was still a reward.

The captain received a reward of 80 strings of cash, while Zhang Wu Ge received a reward of 40 strings of cash.

Returning to the formation, looking at the big cloth bag full of copper coins at his feet, Zhang Wu Ge was still in a dream.

This is forty strings of cash!
In the past, he played various musical instruments and did various kinds of work in the city of Bianliang. He also helped the young masters to fight over jealousies and engage in group fights. He couldn't earn this much even if he worked for the general in a year!

He only fought one battle, but he got so many military achievements.
His gaze turned to Fang Erlang who was not far away. Looking at the land deeds and house deeds in his hands, his eyes were red as if they were bloodshot.

"I want land and a house, too!"

Brother Zhang Wu made up his mind that next time he had the chance to go to the battlefield, he would try his best to kill at least one level one soldier!
After the lively and joyous rewarding, the next step is punishment.

Soon, hundreds of soldiers tied up with ropes were pushed to the front of the battle.

The roll-call officer held up a tin trumpet and loudly announced, "Anyone who deserts the battlefield will be killed!"

With a wave of Chen Ran's hand, hundreds of heads fell to the ground.

The soldiers were immediately terrified, knowing that deserters would really get beheaded.

After the rewards and punishments were completed, each unit returned to its own camp.

The cooks and laborers had already prepared the food, and the rows of large pots were filled with the aroma of meat.

The generals said, "Those with titles should eat first, and everyone will have an extra piece of meat!"

The soldiers who were awarded the title went forward to eat first, and the other soldiers were envious and jealous, thinking to themselves, "We are all living in Bianliang City, so we all know each other. So-and-so doesn't have more eggs than me, why does he eat and drink well and get good treatment? It's just killing the enemy, I can do it too!"

Chen Ran was very considerate and arranged postal services in the military.

There were special personnel driving carts to various camps to provide services to soldiers who needed postal services.

"What do you want to send, young man?" The postman asked Brother Zhang Wu, holding a pen and paper.

"I have 40 strings of cash here." Brother Zhang Wu dragged over his large cloth bag filled with copper coins, "I want to mail it home."

It is very inappropriate to keep so many copper coins in the camp. It is certainly impossible to carry them with you when going to battle, but if you don’t carry them with you, you will be worried about them, which will affect your combat efficiency.

Chen Ran knew this very well, so he provided them with considerate services, allowing them to go into battle and kill the enemy with ease, and then earn more rewards.

"Military status. Mailing address. Recipient's name and identity."

After filling in the form, someone will take out the copper coins from the cloth bag and count them carefully. If there are too many or too few, it will definitely not be acceptable.

Looking at the receipt in his hand, Brother Zhang Wu asked worriedly, "Was it lost on the way?"

"How could it be lost?" Fang Erlang came to his side without him noticing, waving the receipt in his hand and saying, "We were protected by soldiers all the way. Whether it was embezzlement or robbery, it would be a capital offense. No one in the family can escape."

"That's right." The postman said with a smile, "Don't be afraid of losing it. The king has said that no matter how much is lost, it will be replaced. Even if you don't trust us, don't you trust the king?"

The soldiers nodded repeatedly, "Of course we trust the king."

The king keeps his word and spends real money. We have received all the money, food and other benefits. Who can not believe it?

Fang Erlang, full of vigor and vitality, looked at the river in the distance and said, "I really want to cross the river and fight with the Western Army right now. I'm so anxious~~~"

In the past, Brother Zhang Wu would have said, "You probably don't know that swords and guns have no eyes on the battlefield."

But now, he nodded vigorously in agreement, "Yes, I really want to fight!"

In the past in Bianliang City, when the officials of various yamen were jealous of each other in the brothels and called on Zhang Wu Ge and others to join a fight, Zhang Wu Ge and others shouted loudly but would hide whenever they could, and even would run away immediately when they saw someone coming with a whistle stick.

But now, they can't even sleep and go to the battlefield to fight desperately!

How can we transform the common people into peerless warriors eager for war?

None other than Lil.

(End of this chapter)