Under Zhu Di's men, Liu Zhao lived a very fantastic life every day... Logically speaking, Zhu Di wanted to teach him how to lead the troops and how to fight... But Zhu Laosi had no at all. He assigned a task for Liu Zhao, which was to select ten people from the local soldiers who were performing well every day to improve their identities.

This identity is not an official position, power, but a caste!

That's right, it's a well-known caste!

Liu Zhao read from the textbook that Tianzhu divided people into different levels, which is the so-called caste to manage the world. There are usually four categories of caste levels... But when it comes to Tianzhu, Liu Zhao found that this is not the case.

The so-called four major categories are very general.

What is really useful is the subcaste below... This thing is very troublesome to explain, and it is a bit similar to the division of industry based on blood inheritance... How to say it, for example, in a certain battle, some people were captured and stipulated that these prisoners, as well as their descendants, could only engage in manure removal work, and they would do this for generations, and naturally, they became inferior untouchables.

In different regions, or between the same regions, and between different classes... castes are like walls of separation, turning the entire society into small circles.

Everyone is very familiar with all this, from life to death, they are all in this small circle... Once they cross the line and use outsiders, their own family will kill you.

In the Ming Dynasty, marriage was about equality, but it was often the case that it was not a big deal.

But in India, this will kill people!

Parents and brothers, in order to protect family honor, they will really kill people.

When Liu Zhao first met, his scalp was numb and he was shivering.

He found his father very seriously.

"If the child doesn't listen to you and find a wife and father according to his own wishes, what will you do?"

Liu Chun didn't even raise his eyelids, "What else can I do? I wish you a blessing!" Liu Chun raised his head and hesitated for a while. He didn't want to interfere with the child's affairs, but as a person who has experienced it, Liu Chun really wanted to check his son.

"If you have something you like, just tell me, don't do anything wrong, I will respect your opinion."

At this moment, tears came out.

What a real father!

I don’t know that Liu Zhao is so lucky, the Ming Dynasty is really happy!

After this incident, Liu Zhao clearly felt that Tianzhu was like a simple mixture of oil and water, and could not be integrated at all. Liu Zhao looked very different. He did not dare to directly look for his master and father, so he could only ask King Yi first.

When King Yi heard that he was going to change all this, he was scared to death.

Ancestor!

My little ancestor!

You can't do this!

It is precisely because of the existence of castes and countless barriers... that he can guarantee his firm position in the throne.

Imagine a famine somewhere... the common people get up and make trouble... What will happen in the Ming Dynasty? It must be a curse of corrupt officials, the tyrants are incompetent, and then they can't bear it and rise up. If they can be exterminated, they will survive for a while. If they cannot be exterminated, they will change the dynasty and start from scratch.

But when you arrive in India, it's different... If you can't eat, you have to endure the suffering first. This is the torture of the gods. If you endure and endure it, you will become a human again in the next life. Anyway, life is reincarnation... If you are disobedient and do whatever you want, and are abandoned by the gods, you will have to turn into a stone in the next life.

Therefore, in India, we must first break free from the constraints of the gods.

So can you rise up like this?

Sorry, it's not possible!

Because there are also local big families and landlords... The power of these people is much stronger and more stubborn than the gentry in the Central Plains... After overcoming the gentry's power, there are also princes and princes from all over the country... Even if they are lucky enough to defeat the princes, what is next?

Countless princes and princes will unite to kill!

And you will find a sad problem, that is, because of the separation of castes, it is impossible to mobilize the people from other places.

Even due to different castes, other places would stand on the side of the princes and princes and jointly wipe out the rebels who were in trouble and ungrateful!

I saw that I wanted to rebel in India, the difficulty increased exponentially.

This principle also applies to most countries...so some countries have a long history...some countries have aristocratic culture for hundreds of years...some countries have a rich and rich upper class society...

I really don’t know what’s going on in some people’s minds… Since Qin Shihuang, he has already killed the hereditary nobles by sweeping away the **.

What we have worked tirelessly in the past dynasties to destroy has been packaged as a symbol of civilization and the target of pursuit... I don’t know where those so-called elites are?

Maybe it’s a group of exquisite egoists!

Liu Zhao felt more and more that his father was great.

I had the urge to kneel down.

But he had to train these poor guys who were bound by layers of restraint in accordance with the local laws of India.

Liu Zhao discovered that he had raised a person's caste and gave him power. He would quickly bring in a large group of relatives, friends, brothers and fellow villagers... and then form a small gang to squeeze and control other people.

Their energy was devoted entirely to internal strife, and they almost never thought of resisting the Ming Dynasty.

And these promoted people became the most loyal slaves.

They feel that they are much nobler than others, and they even call those people livestock!

What else can Liu Zhao say, as long as you are happy!

Since the fleet arrived in Tianzhu, it has been continuously transporting arms and supplies from the Ming Dynasty... Don't get me wrong, there is nothing good to do. They are all eliminated goods.

"Built in Hongwu in three years! Is this considered human life?" Liu Chun held a rusty musket and said casually. His son had a stern face and corrected seriously: "The third year of Hongwu is already very new. I still have Wu's first year here. I should have participated in the battle to regain Peiping, which is full of cultural relics!"

Liu Chun rolled his eyes, "Did your senior brother also sell it to you at the price of cultural relics?"

"How could it be?"

Liu Zhao immediately shook his head, "He just exchanged for the same weight of food..."

Liu Chun was stunned. As expected, the fat man became bad.

"He also did business with me." Liu Zhao said again: "He said a tea tree seedling will change to a laborer!"

Liu Chun’s face turned dark, grandma, she can make money even better than me!

"Have he done anything good?"

"The senior brother decided to auction the aristocratic quota in Tianzhu... As long as you pay a sum of money, you can get the imperial crown and belt of the Ming Dynasty, and you will become a top-notch person from now on!"

"Grandma, I can even sell official positions and titles!" Liu Chun took a deep breath, "Remember it for me, don't say that I have taught him in the future, and I can't afford to lose this person!"

Liu Zhao nodded quickly. He also felt embarrassing to be brothers with Zhu Gaochi, but it seems that it is useless to not admit the problem!

Their Liu family and the Zhu family are already tied together. If you want to win back the praise, you should not think about it!

Liu Zhao was completely out of character. He expanded his troops like crazy and trained soldiers... He only had two requirements for these soldiers, one was to be obedient and the other was to learn to shoot.

As for the others, Liu Zhao did not have any hope. He told them about strategies and tactics, grasping the opportunity, and how to win... It has no value at all. The biggest use of these people is to act as cannon fodder forward!

As long as the blood of the Indians does not dry out, I, the Ming Dynasty, will never give up on conquering Halie!

Liu Zhao issued the most solemn declaration.

In August of the first year of Hongxi... the weather turned cold. Liu Zhao, who had just been named the left governor and general of Tianzhu, led a large army to the north... a total of 370,000 troops were storming towards the north.

To be honest, Liu Zhao didn't have much chance of winning. He knew how bad his soldiers were. Halie had tried to attack the Ming Dynasty, and his strength should not be underestimated.

It would probably be a miserable battle against such an opponent?

The wind is silenced...ah, bah!

I won’t be in trouble! After all, there are eight thousand Shenji camps!

That's right, Zhu Di was reluctant to let his precious apprentice die, so he selected the most elite soldiers to protect Liu Zhao. And Zhu Di issued strict orders to them.

The war can be defeated, but Liu Zhao cannot make mistakes, otherwise you should not come back!

However, compared to Liu Zhao's uneasiness, the soldiers below, especially the Indians, were full of confidence and optimistic... The song "I play with mud in the Northeast" sounded everywhere.

These people were so excited. For thousands of years, neighbors from the north kept moving south and enslaved the entire Indian... Now it was finally their turn, and Indian actually fought back!

Oh my God!

480 million gods hovering on the Ganges River, open your eyes quickly and see what a feat!

Facing this situation, what else can Liu Zhao say!

Cannon fodder also has the right to be happy.

After a month of trekking, they finally entered the mountainous area. In front of them, there was a not-so-wide pain, like a gap between two doors.

This place has a name, called Khyber Pass.

The place is very small, but it has dominated the fate of India for three thousand years!

Not any farming nation can defeat nomadic peoples.

Unfortunately, Tianzhu is the softest persimmon... No matter any nomadic people, as long as they go south from the Khyber Pass, a huge piece of fat meat will come to their mouths and can be enjoyed at will.

"It's time for you to fight back... die on the way to charge!"

Liu Zhao issued a combat order, which was also his only order... The soldiers of India all over the mountains rushed upwards.

They are numerous and dense, like a large swarm of locusts.

They held muskets in their hands and kept running upwards... Few people remember to shoot. In fact, these old muskets have very limited lethality and have no effect at all.

I can only pile up my lives!

May the gods bless you!
To be continued...