The Ming and Western armies were still confronting each other, and adventurers from the Ming Dynasty were docking with Acapulco, which aroused the sound of drums on the shore.

Chen Mu looked at the port on the second floor balcony of the Western-style port government with white walls and orange tiles. Four ships slowly entered the port under the guidance of the militia patrolling the shore. Nearly 200 people carried their bags and ended their long wandering with a blank expression.

The so-called shore militia are young and strong people gathered by the indigenous peoples of the port villages under the Lijia system. Each 10 households are one mile, with ten households long, and the remaining 10 households are named Jiashou. The militias were selected from them.

Usually, there is a working village chief in one li, leading ten A-headed men as a servant; when the war comes, all the people are soldiers, and ten A-headed men are all in the office, each leading ten A-headed men, one household is out of one to defend the village.

In terms of organization, Chen Mu did not copy the Lijia system in the early Ming Dynasty. On this basis, a small flag of Beiyang Banner Army was added every ten miles, called the Li Instructor Team.

The instructor team left the ranks of the county government. Usually, the people in the village were engaged in war, spread education, and managed public order. During the war, the flag army was temporarily promoted to the small flag officer of the militia, and the village chief was appointed as the deputy flag. The former instructor Xiaoqi served as the guardian officer, and the commander of the militia was controlled by the county magistrate, and the positions of patrol, safeguarding the people, and guarding.

Now it is time for war. There are more than 2,000 households in the port village, and there are more than 2,000 militiamen. Most of these people have not received military training. Both Chen Mu and themselves know that they do not have the ability to fight with the Westerners.

The reason why such a system was established was to appease the hearts of the people, to enhance courage for the indigenous people, and to prevent those who are interested from taking advantage of this opportunity to make trouble.

Not long after, a team member of the instructor who had his right arm hanging on his chest with a bandage ran to the Hong Kong yamen. He was about to sign up for the flag army and was stopped by Chen Mu on the balcony upstairs. He simply reported to Chen Mu: "The Grand Marshal is four merchants and followers from Shandong, as well as craftsmen and farmers who came by boat, and two teachers. He couldn't live there and came to make a living."

"The four ships are all sea ships built by Linqing, Shandong, but... there are many armored, swords, spears and bows on the ship."

Chen Mu recognized this flag army, which is now owned by the instructors' team. When they are using troops, the flag army that can fight is stationed here even if it is not on the front line. Those who can be sent to the county government are injured and not serious. It is hard to say whether they are lucky or unfortunate.

Let’s say it’s unfortunate, if it’s worse, it means you can’t go to the battlefield again or even die. But let’s say it’s lucky, you have to take care of at least three months of injury to move freely.

"Soldier? You're waiting below."

Chen Mu quickly walked down the building, then asked in detail: "What's going on?"

If you can tell clearly, you don’t need the flag army to come over to report. It was because he was unsure of his mind and came over and said, “The soldiers can arm more than 30 people, most of them are Japanese armored, but they don’t look like Japanese. They were brought here by the hundreds of elderly families in Majiagang, who were not in charge of old age. The young man couldn’t ask anything. He wanted to get permission to visit the commander.”

The so-called Lao Fu is a bear. There is only one Baihu who cares for Lao Fu. Chen Mu naturally had some impression in his mind and said, "Is it a Baihu with the surname Zhou who has scars on his face? That's a veteran. Don't let him come over. Go and go with me to see what's wrong with him."

Knowing that it was brought by Zhoubaihu, Zhou Mu of Majiagang, Chen Mu had less doubts and was relieved, so he simply walked towards the port gate.

The so-called gate closing is just a verbal habit of the Ming people. The port has neither connection nor gates. It is just that there are two small towers next to the pier that can station a small flag army.

The instructor team tried their best to prevent these docking people. At present, less than 200 guards were less than 200 people, and nearly 400 militias had gathered around them. There were flag troops coming in the distance with reinforcements, which was completely a spoiled.

In Chen Mu's opinion, the two small flags stationed in the port tower were enough to guard them. Even if there was any problem, the twenty-two well-equipped Beiyang Banners could completely fight one as ten when facing enemies without armored bird guns.

Militiamen wore single clothes and held spears, some wore sweat shirts and held long bows, some barefoots and knives on their waists, some wore Ming army armor or Western army mail. There were many people holding Ming swords and Western swords, and surrounded more than 200 people who came across the sea on the port trestle.

However, these people were not anxious. Some sat in their place to rest, while others boldly ignored the surrounding environment. After all, they were not enemies themselves. A few of them were not good people before crossing the sea. Several such people in the crowd lowered their heads for fear that others would find them.

But in Chen Mu's opinion, this kind of appearance that makes them seem more obvious is to reveal it from the crowd at a glance.

What are you afraid of?

At the front, Zhou Junan, wearing the armor of the Liaodong army and the Beiyang helmet, stood with a bear and a knife standing. What's so scary?

Chen Mu's personal soldiers opened the way, and the militia who were clamoring for his courage were immediately silent, and each bowed and opened a way. Most of the people here had not yet learned all Chinese, but they learned the movements of the marching salute quite quickly.

Seeing Chen Mu walk out of the crowd, Zhou Junan, who was sweating profusely in the tropical area, was quite flattered. The scars on his face seemed to be redder, and he quickly bowed and said, "I am humble to Zhou Junan, pay homage to the commander!"

Chen Mu had only done halfway through raising his hand when he saw Zhou Junan turn his head and whispering to Xiong Bing he was holding: "Hello a lame man!"

Zhou Cuer looked a little stronger than Chen Mu when he was in Majiagang. The prominent feature was that the Liaodong helmet wearing a helmet gun was smaller, like a melon-skin hat buckled on the bear's head, as if he could understand Zhou Junan's words. He lifted up his front paws and held them high and placed them on the ground. When the bear's head was a little bit, the helmet fell to the ground, making everyone laugh.

However, although Zhou Cuer is still cute at this moment, no one dares to underestimate it. Since he grew up to a big guy, he has now weighed more than 100 kilograms and can easily knock people down from behind - no one will forget that this is a beast.

Chen Mu smiled, Zhou Junan was also interesting this time, and named Xiong Zhou Cuer. He raised his hand and then finished what he hadn't finished and said, "Get up, the Beiyang Army will not worship you. What's wrong with these Shandong people?"

Zhou Junan stood up, and there was a flag army behind him wearing a helmet for Zhou Cuer. He turned to look at the people on the shore, with a little pity on his face, and turned around and clasped his fists and said, "Last year, Shandong was in great cold, and the counties were covered with snow for several feet, and the alleys were blocked. Most of the animals were frozen to death. People were frozen to death. The fields could not be plowed and people were not allowed to eat."

"When a merchant and craftsman, the dynasty, wanted to go to Asia to go to business, and there were endless people boarding the ship."

This era of climate was normal for Chen Mu. Guangdong could have ice in its plants and trees, let alone Shandong. He looked at the people and nodded slowly and asked, "Can the government provide disaster relief?"

"Yes, it is said that in the winter of last year, His Majesty transferred 400,000 stones of rice and grain from Beijing to Shandong to prepare for the heavy snow of this spring. Yes, he also assigned Beiyang recruiters to Shandong. This year, the Beiyang Army was only allowed to recruit Shandong soldiers, and the whole family was recruited to eat with one person."

Is there any other operation?

Chen Mu frowned and smiled, nor was he not. He never expected that recruiting troops from Beiyang became an emperor's means of disaster relief. But thinking about it, in the disaster year, the rich step-like military pay of the Beiyang Banner Army was indeed enough to support the family, and it was more than enough to support the family with many Dingkou.

"The idea of ​​mixing local soldiers has failed, but this is not a bad thing. Since ancient times, what happened to the Japanese soldiers on their ships?"

When Zhou Junan heard Chen Mu ask about this, he suddenly paused and then laughed.
Chapter completed!