The campsite was set up on a high point on a hillside, with a stream nearby, making it a decent place to stay.

The camp was in complete chaos. The arrival of five hundred Han Chinese from the north had thrown the newly settled Wangbei Village camp into disarray once again.

Zhao Daxuan and his companions reined in their horses and stopped, frowning as they looked towards the camp. They were about to pull a villager over to ask about the situation when several people suddenly darted out from the crowd in the camp. They were Qin Lide, Uncle Li, and A Liang.

"Lord Zhao, you've arrived. How are the spoils of war?"

As soon as Qin Lide arrived in front of Zhao Daxuan, he couldn't wait to ask, his heart pounding with anxiety, fearing that Zhao Daxuan would say that the spoils of war would not be returned.

"Don't worry, I've already sent someone to pick it up. There shouldn't be any problems! I doubt they'd dare to do anything reckless!"

Zhao Daxuan's answer relieved Qin Lide, his tense face finally relaxing, and he chuckled, "That's good! That's good!"

Zhao Daxuan and the others dismounted and walked a few steps to Qin Lide and the others. They pointed to the chaotic camp ahead and spoke in a deep voice.

"Village Chief Qin, this chaotic mess needs to be dealt with. These people are arranged in a completely disorganized way. Not only will they be unable to evacuate quickly if the Tartars attack, but even getting in and out on ordinary days will be a problem!"

Qin Lide and Uncle Li looked embarrassed upon hearing this, and Uncle Li gave a wry smile.

"What Lord Zhao says is true, but the villagers have no experience, and they are exhausted after traveling for several days, so..."

Zhao Daxuan nodded upon hearing this and said with a faint smile, "It's alright. I brought a few skilled men with me. They can help with the arrangements and organization."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Li Erlong and the others on the side, "Erlong, go and make arrangements, and teach the villagers how to settle down."

Li Erlong and the others acknowledged the order and said "Yes." Seeing this, A Liang stepped forward and said, "Lord Zhao, I'll go and help direct the operation."

These past few days, Ah Liang and Uncle Li have been busy running around, and they've become quite well-known in the southward migration group, recognized by most people.

Zhao Daxuan smiled upon hearing this and nodded to A Liang, "Then I'll trouble you!"

Ah Liang was flattered and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, you flatter me, sir!"

Subsequently, accompanied by A Liang, Li Erlong and others reorganized the villagers to prepare for the resettlement of the villagers and to implement some simple defensive measures.

After Qin Lide and Li Erlong left, he turned to look at Zhao Daxuan with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Lord Zhao, it's getting late. Why did you rush out of the city to come here? Is there anything else you need to tell us?"

Zhao Daxuan gave Qin Lide a thumbs up and praised, "As expected, experience counts. Village Chief Qin saw right through you. Not bad. I have other matters to discuss with you today."

Qin Lide and Uncle Li simultaneously cupped their hands in greeting to Zhao Daxuan and said in unison, "Lord Zhao, please speak. We are all ears!"

Zhao Daxuan glanced at the people in the camp. Although they had returned to the Great Xia territory, their faces still showed a lot of unease and confusion.

With a soft sigh, Zhao Daxuan spoke in a deep voice.

"I've inquired, and there's no suitable place to settle you within Zhenbei City right now, but it's not safe outside the city, so I brought people here to check as soon as possible."

Qin Lide showed an expression that suggested he had expected this, and gently shook his head. "Sir, there's no need to make things difficult. I anticipated this situation, and the villagers were already mentally prepared."

Zhao Daxuan nodded and continued speaking.

"Also, there's one more thing I'd like you two to help me spread the word and ask the men in the camp if they're interested in joining the army!"

Zhao Daxuan looked at Qin Lide and Uncle Li with a solemn expression.

"Now I have formed my own army, named the Wangbei Camp, which means that I hope to recover the lost northern territories! My army can recruit soldiers on its own, and I will never treat those who are willing to follow me unfairly."

"Having enough to eat and wear, and meat every day, is just the bare minimum. Anyone selected by our army will receive fifty taels of silver as a resettlement allowance, plus an extra five taels in monthly pay!"

"If I die in battle, my elderly family members will be cared for and buried by our army, and my young children will be raised by our army to adulthood. We will never break our promise!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Lide and Uncle Li's eyes widened, their pupils dilating slightly. They looked at each other, then stared at Zhao Daxuan in astonishment.

"Lord Zhao, are you saying you want to recover the lost northern territories? And that being selected will get you a settlement allowance of fifty taels, and your monthly salary will be five taels more than that of ordinary city guards?" Uncle Li asked incredulously.

Zhao Daxuan nodded firmly, "That's right! Of course, right now it's because of limited resources that I can only offer this much. In the future, when conditions improve, everyone will have the opportunity to be promoted and make money!"

The two looked at each other, both seeing the attraction in each other's eyes, especially Uncle Li, who was in his prime and still had the strength to fight.

"My lord, your offer is quite attractive! We Han Chinese from the north have just migrated here and are currently feeling lost and uncertain. Joining the army is one way out!"

Uncle Li smiled and spoke first, half-jokingly saying, "Even I'm tempted, so I should be able to convince quite a few people!"

Qin Lide smiled and nodded in agreement, "Although joining the army is a dangerous job, it's a rare opportunity to achieve great things alongside you, sir! If I weren't so old, I'd want to go too!"

"Sir, how about I go and gather the villagers together and tell them about the conscription?" Uncle Li suggested from the side.

Zhao Daxuan watched as Li Erlong and the others divided into several groups and directed the villagers to resettle, working busily and enthusiastically.

So he slowly shook his head, "No rush, let's wait until tomorrow. Tonight, please help inform the villagers and let them think about it for one night. I will announce it tomorrow."

Uncle Li nodded in agreement. "Indeed, announcing it suddenly might not be acceptable to many people. I'll talk to them properly tonight!"

"Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Li and Village Chief Qin!" Zhao Daxuan said with a smile.

"Of course! Of course! If our fellow villagers can have a better future, then we Han Chinese from the north can finally establish ourselves in this Great Xia!"

Uncle Li waved his hand repeatedly, his face full of smiles.

Afterwards, Zhao Daxuan waited at the temporary camp in Wangbei Village until Li Erlong and the others finished their work before returning to the city together. By then, it was almost dusk.

"Sir, didn't you say you were here to recruit soldiers?"

"What's the rush! Village Chief Qin and the others will talk to me about it tonight, we'll come back tomorrow!"

The group of people entered the city just before the city gates closed.

"Erlong, come back with me to get some wound medicine so we can use it on the injured brothers tonight."

Zhao Daxuan looked at Li Erlong and the others. Although the wound medicine was actually in his personal space, he couldn't take it out directly in front of everyone, so he had to use a pretext.

Li Erlong and the others readily agreed, and then they followed Zhao Daxuan to Wangbei City, to the Zhao residence in the east of the city.

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