In this chaotic world of martial arts, I'll become a god by adding skill points!

Chapter 85 Conscription Order!

"Zhiyang, you are now in charge of the city's defenses. You will take Yang Fang, Jin Jida, Fang Yu and the others to make arrangements for this."

Chen Chaoming looked at Chen Zhiyang sitting below and gave instructions.

Nowadays, Zhenyuan County has neither a county magistrate nor a county lieutenant.

All major matters were handled by the Chen Family Martial Arts School, with Chen Chaoming overseeing everything.

Chen Zhiyang, as his deputy, also held a position similar to that of a county constable.

Each of the other disciples has their own tasks and responsibilities.

"Yes, disciple understands." Chen Zhiyang stood up and nodded weakly in agreement.

Why did he join the rebellion? Wasn't it because he also wanted to take a gamble?

Do you remember how Chen Chaoming promised him back then, and now...?

But even though he was extremely unwilling, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Disciple obeys."

Yang Fang, Yang Jinji, Fang Yu and the others stood up and nodded respectfully in agreement.

They all knew this was a tough job, and now the entire Chen family martial arts school had basically formed two groups.

Originally, it was just a prototype, led by Chen Zhiyang and Fei Tianyang.

After the rebellion succeeded, the two sides completely formed small groups.

Because Fei Tianyang has a powerful family backing him up, and is also the son-in-law of the martial arts master, those who follow him live a life of luxury.

Although Chen Zhiyang was an adopted son and the senior disciple, he and his subordinates did all the dirty and hard work.

This conscription is a dirty job.

Life is tough for everyone these days. Taking away the labor force has completely cut off the livelihoods of many families.

This is something that will get you criticized behind your back...

But like Chen Zhiyang, even though they were unwilling, they still had to obediently agree, "Let's do it now, time is of the essence."

Zhiyang bowed in agreement, turned around and walked out of the main hall of the martial arts school first, followed closely by Yang Fang, Jin Ji and Fang Yu.

The moment he stepped out the door, the respect on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a look of frustration and dissatisfaction.

"Why should we always be the ones doing this thankless and arduous work?"

Yang Jinji was the first to lower his voice and complain, his tone full of indignation.

"Fei Tianyang and the others are doing well, staying by their master's side every day, eating and drinking the best food they can get."

But we'll have to endure the people's scorn. Conscripting soldiers is something that cuts off people's livelihoods; doing it is like being condemned behind their backs!

Yang Fang sighed, her expression grave: "In these chaotic times, every household relies on the able-bodied men in their family to farm and make a living."

Taking people away is no different from cutting off their livelihood.

They'll inevitably be criticized behind their backs, and it might even incite public resentment.

The group's complaints hit the nail on the head, and Chen Zhiyang stopped in his tracks.

His brows were furrowed, and a hint of bitterness and resentment flashed in his eyes.

How could he not be resentful? He followed Chen Chaoming in the rebellion back then, hoping to make a future for himself, and for that reason, he did not object to Fei Tianyang marrying Chen Cuiting.

But now, he and his men do all the dirty and hard work, while Fei Tianyang's faction takes all the benefits.

But he also knew that in chaotic times, one is not in control of one's own destiny, and complaining is useless.

Fang Yu frowned and echoed, "In the end, it's because Fei Tianyang has a family backing him up and is also the master's son-in-law. We can't compare to him."

"Senior Brother, are you really willing to be suppressed by them like this forever? That's not what the Master promised you."

"Shut up!" Chen Zhiyang said in a low voice, his tone serious, as he stopped the group from continuing to talk.

"Walls have ears, so these complaints must not be mentioned again."

If our master or that general hears this, none of us will escape unscathed.

"Yang Fang, Jin Ji, take a few martial arts school disciples and have someone copy hundreds of recruitment notices."

Post the notices throughout the streets and alleys of Zhenyuan County, making sure that every household knows about it.

The notice must state that the General has ordered that anyone who disobeys the conscription order will be punished as a traitor.

Chen Zhiyang took a deep breath, suppressing his frustration, and slowly began to arrange: "Fang Yu, take two people to the yamen (government office) and gather all the remaining yamen runners. Have them cooperate with our conscription."

Anyone who shirks responsibility or refuses to cooperate will be executed on the spot to establish authority!

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He continued, "We'll set up the recruitment site at that abandoned martial arts training ground, and I'll be in charge of overseeing it there."

"Allocate more manpower and get everything done in three days."

"Yes, senior brother."

The three bowed and agreed. Although they were still frustrated, they could only perform their duties and go their separate ways.

Chen Zhiyang watched their retreating figures and sighed heavily.

He raised his hand to rub his throbbing temples, then turned and walked towards the martial arts arena.

He had to personally oversee the process to ensure nothing went wrong.

Meanwhile, laughter and cheerful conversation continued in Wang Anping's residence.

He was unaware of the changes at the martial arts school, let alone the news of conscription and grain requisition.

They were helping their family clear the dishes, enjoying this precious time together.

However, the vigilance in his heart was never completely removed.

He had a vague premonition that these peaceful days might not last long.

The Year of the Horse is both a resting place and the calm before the storm.

Just then, a series of urgent bangings came from outside the courtyard gate, accompanied by a gruff shout: "Everyone inside, come out! Hurry up!"

Orders have been issued that all eligible men must enlist in the army.

"Hurry up and register! If you're late, you'll be punished for treason!"

Wang Anping's face instantly darkened, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Mom, Grandpa, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Wang Anping spoke calmly, patting his mother's shoulder reassuringly.

He turned and walked towards the courtyard gate, with Zhang Cheng and the other two following closely behind.

Upon opening the courtyard gate, four yamen runners stood outside, each with an arrogant expression.

These people were pale and thin, and it was obvious that they had only recently become yamen runners.

Perhaps they were refugees who fled from somewhere, and some of them were skilled in martial arts, so they worked as constables to make a living.

Otherwise, if they were in this county town, who would be so blind as to not recognize Wang Anping?

When the leader saw Wang Anping open the door, he impatiently scolded, "Are you the head of this household? Quickly call out all the eligible men in your family and register them for military service."

Don't delay our business, or you'll learn a lesson!

Wang Anping's cold gaze swept over the four men, and his aura of internal energy subtly spread out, instantly enveloping the four constables with a powerful pressure.

The four constables' faces changed drastically, they trembled all over, and the sticks in their hands clattered to the ground.

He could no longer be arrogant; his eyes were filled with fear, and he didn't even dare to lift his head.

They were all martial arts practitioners, although they didn't know what level Wang Anping was at.

However, they could sense that the opponent's strength was ten times, or even dozens of times, greater than their own.

The group was so frightened that they dared not move or even utter a word.

Wang Anping didn't make things too difficult for these people; he knew they were just small fry.

The real source lies in the Chen family martial arts school, and in Chen Chaoming.

He said expressionlessly, "Get out!"

Upon hearing this voice, the four felt as if they had been granted a pardon and immediately fled.

Watching the four men flee in a disheveled state, Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Anping, they're going to conscript soldiers, what are we going to do?"

Wang Anping had a headache. In these chaotic times, going to the military camp meant almost certain death, and he wouldn't let the people around him go to their deaths.

Moreover, in the spring he will travel to Liangzhou to seek out his lineage and learn martial arts, in order to protect the safety of his family.

If his family members were drafted into the army, he would have something to worry about and would not be able to leave in peace.

"You stay home and take good care of Mom and Grandpa, and keep an eye on the yard."

If anyone harasses me again, I will take immediate action. I will take responsibility if anything goes wrong.

Wang Anping turned to Zhang Cheng and the other two and instructed them, "I'm going to the martial arts school. Don't worry too much about the conscription."

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