Fourteen days after the first batch of immigrants arrived, Xu Jin took Ding Hai and more than 33 other households to travel to their destination, the small village that had not yet been reclaimed on the Mingxi border.

Before leaving, they led the military government to allocate them twenty-two livestock, six yellow dogs, eight cows, twelve sheep, horses, mules, and donkeys.

In addition to livestock, eight double-wheeled chariots were carried with sixteen water tanks, thirty-three dishes, oil candles, salt and rice sauce for full term, nine hatchets, eight hoes, twelve axes and saws, twelve waist knives, sixteen step bows, thirty-two guns, seventeen fuses, bird guns, twenty feet ropes, sufficient ammunition for mixed arrows and arrows, eight sides of various tiger and leopard flags, one side of inlaid dragon flags.

Because they received supplies at the end, they received relatively more things. Some villages in front of them had 40 households to receive eight dishes, but the relative villages were closer to Changsheng County. When this immigration wave passed, they would be able to make up for the needs soon, so they would be different.

What they were going to was five hundred miles away. For that, Mexico City was close to each other, while Changsheng County was far away.

For a while, everything they had to rely on over them. The only thing they could rely on was probably Chen Mu's news that they wanted to pass was given by the rider to Alva in Mexico City to ensure that the Spanish soldiers would not attack the people.

"There is a reason why the Beiyang Army respects you soldiers on the Nine-sided sides. They are all very physically strong." Xu Jin leaned against the tree trunk and gasped slightly. He took out a small medicine bag wrapped in oil paper from his bag and handed it to Ding Hai, smiling and said, "It's not bad to keep up."

"The first-class doctor from Beiyang Medical Academy has a thousand-mile walk and seeps into the soles of the shoe."

After rushing forty miles a day, the elderly, weak, women and children were sitting in the car. The flag army and the male soldiers below were carrying large and small bags and rushing on the road was extremely miserable. Xu Jin, a hundred households, had always been worried that Ding Hai and other people would not be able to keep up, but it seemed that others might find it difficult to rush. Ding Hai, Ding Lu, and Wang Yang were much better.

Their performance was no less than Xu Jin's Beiyang Banner Army, which made the hundred households feel ashamed and complained: "The Aztecs' road was built like the roads stepped on by the people outside Liaodongkou. You three brothers are like walking on flat land, traveling through mountains and rivers."

In fact, Beiyang does not have much physical training. Chen Mu recruits good families. People in each county have to rush on every day when they start a weekday. In addition, they are not bad in physical training. The Beiyang Army's training focuses on discipline and weapons use and combat formation training. In terms of physical fitness, they are not much better than the old soldiers on the nine sides.

Although their training is more scientific and targeted.

"Respect?"

Ding Hai didn't understand, so he took the medicine bag and put it under his nose and sniffed it. He took off his worn cloth shoes and fell on the sole of the shoe, and handed it to his younger brother. Then he looked straight at the dense forest covered with foreign fir trees outside the official road. After a while, he shook his head and said: "There is nothing to respect. Hundreds of households have been to Jiubian?"

Xu Jin was a little numb, as if Ding Hai was not so happy to hear the Beiyang army respecting them. He said, "How can I go to Jiubian? It's not to be hiding it. Four years ago, I was still a small flag. I escorted ships and patrol the sea in Nanyang to fight pirates in Yiguo twice, transferred to Beiyang to be a training officer, and made up for the shortage of hundreds of households."

Ding Hai frowned. He had heard that the two Yangs in the north and south were promoted quickly, but he didn't expect to be so light. He wondered: "What?"

"Oh, do you say the Beiyang Army respects the soldiers of the Jiubian? When I was still a small flag in Nanyang, the Grand Marshal started the small flag and established a propaganda officer. That's what the propaganda officer said, and they had never been to Jiubian. At that time, our Guangdong Dusi was all the soldiers of the Bai Shuai, and that was what the propaganda officer said at that time."

"The propagandist is considered a substitute deputy flag. Is there no deputy flag in the north? A small flag in the south has three officers, a small flag, a deputy flag, a propaganda. The propaganda tells the news of hundreds, thousands of households, and even commanders and commanders, and the commanders, so that everyone knows why they fight."

Xu Jin's eyes were filled with recollection: "At that time, they said that we, the flag army and the flag officers, will become hundreds, thousands, and even commanders in the future, but we cannot be proud of ourselves. This is not because we are super-savvy, but because of the luck of the imperial court to expand its territory. We must know that gratitude is the people who raised us, and other robes are working hard in the nine borders and in the hinterland, which has allowed us to have the glory of expanding our territory for the imperial court."

"Even if we are promoted in the future, we should not underestimate others, because this luck may belong to anyone else, but because we are there, we have taken this luck away and preached us to remember to be grateful to others."

"Ha!" Xu Jin smiled and shook his head, "Now I remember that everyone in Nanyang is indeed striving for progress. Those who sign up for martial arts lectures and fight overseas with heat miasma. But this effort is actually the same if it is changed to others. In that progressive environment, everyone is like this."

"very nice."

Kong Wu's powerful Ding Hai listened to Xu Jin's words, leaned against the tree and slowly hunched down, almost curled up. The plain narrative almost taught him to cry out loudly. He forced his nose to suck it hard twice, and greedily breathed the air before stabilizing his emotions, repeating heavily: "It's great!"

Isn't it really good!

The flag army and the dun army did not collect at night. The nine sides were as lowly as dogs, but they had no need to do anything overseas, and they could get a thousand acres of land without doing anything. Of which 500 acres belonged to him. Whether he could eat or not depends entirely on himself.

He could also hear from others that "we all respect you very much." This "other" is not a cat or a dog, but the Beiyang army that the entire Ming Dynasty's million-strong army wanted to be the most.

Xu Jin did not ask Ding Hai for his feelings. He had heard some rumors about the soldiers on the Nine-sided sides. He asked: "You don't accept it at night. Why didn't you think about joining Beiyang after the Sanchakou was cut off?"

Ding Hai shook his head and said, "My family is not a military household for generations, but a military officer. He has been a flag army in the Miyun rear guard for six years. After the night at Sanchakou was killed, he hooked me up. My brother was also there. I heard that the elite soldiers from Beiyang were trained. You practice shooting, fire artillery, and even running, and the Qi family army is the same."

"But that's not the case. For seven years, sometimes we are lucky and will be transferred by Qianhu or commander to the Great Wall to maintain the maintenance of the fields. This will take half a year without fear. But more often, in the fort outside the Great Wall, only five people live there with their wives and children. Each pier is a stone carving, and the words on it are the same."

"Five pier soldiers, five water tanks, five pairs of bowls and plates, five bed boards, five flags, and five flags. There is nothing else. If the superior inspects every month, if there are Mongolian footprints in the trench outside the pier, you will be punished."

"It's not something that can be collected at night. No one can teach you anything. Raising horses, shooting arrows and firing cannons is all learned by yourself. If you die, you will die. If you are not dead... If you are not dead, you will not be as good as you have a head or a meritorious person, you will not be promoted even if you have meritorious person."

Ding Hai smiled contemptuously and said, "I don't want to join the army anymore."

What else could Xu Jin say? He sighed and said, "That's a pity. The court is using troops here. Your village is the Great Wall of Asia... Alas."
Chapter completed!