After crossing the White Horse River and walking east for another six days, Ding Hai and his party could no longer walk along the official road.

The road to the east was not as lonely as one might think, the troops lagged behind the army, and along the way, the people who had arrived earlier cut down wood and stones, built their new villages with local materials, and let him see his counterparts in Asia.

Although they knew that they would get 1,000 mu of land in Changsheng County, they didn't know where their land was, including Xu Jin, who led the team, and the closer the immigrants got to their destination, the more nervous they became.

I'm afraid of getting lost, and I'm afraid of the land.

However, Lin Hu'er thought quite comprehensively, and the thousands of households who arrived here early ordered them to deviate from the official road, and there were more guerrilla sergeants under the Oriental Military Government to guide the way.

"Where are you from, Thistle? I am from Pingyuan, and I have never been to Beizhi, but I have only heard people talk about it. ”

The young guerrilla flag army was born after the hometown of You Shuai Lin Manjue, who looked immature with few beards on his face, and was talkative and friendly beyond Ding Hai's expectations, and said without waiting for them to ask: "There are a lot of immigrants sent by the imperial court, and it is lively here." Don't worry, the land you have been allocated is very good, and it used to be a plantation for Westerners. ”

Ding Hai and several immigrant heads didn't understand much, and in the end, it was he, the lieutenant, who asked on behalf of everyone: "Plantation?" ”

The guerrilla banner army, wearing a dirty green cloak and carrying a long and heavy killer gun on its shoulders, walked in front with light steps, and said with a smile: "Well, sometimes they enclose the land, sometimes they don't, just like the land you divide, there are low hills on all sides, and a few sentry posts on the mountain can encircle the natives in it, and they can't run away." ”

"At first, it was their army that went to arrest the people to work for these plantation owners, and then they used the law to make everyone around them work for them four months a year, and two months ago there were more than 400 people who were growing sugar cane and squeezing sugar, and it was very prosperous -- three villages further on, and they could sleep there tonight."

The guerrillas still had two mud marks on their faces, and they snorted and said: "Everything over there is ready-made, there is a Zhuangzi, there are more than 40 houses in the village, stables and aviaries, there is a garden behind the Zhuangzi, there is a sugar mill on the side, and there is a low stone wall outside the village, all of which are beautifully decorated." ”

Hearing the description of the guerrillas, Ding Hai didn't know what to say for a while, this was completely different from the barren mountains and wilderness he imagined, it sounded like all had been prepared by the Westerners, and it was easier than buying a shop in China.

"So good, why don't they want it?"

The guerrillas waved their axes to cut off the branches of the bushes blocking the road, and when they heard this, they laughed and said, "I want to come, and this matter is a long story." ”

"The previous time the marshal and the Western Army met in the canyon, our General Lin copied the back road of the Western Army, General Zeng led us and others to take Mexico City, the local people responded to the rebellion, but they killed the red eyes, seeing that everyone wanted to kill, we withdrew."

"With the flames of war, the people of the Western Kingdom only care about fleeing, who can take care of this garden, this lord is a nobleman who is not welcomed in the country, a high-ranking official, looking at his early thirties and still quite young, maybe his ancestors have been a big official?"

"The western army fought in the canyon for only three days before being repelled by Chen Shuai, Lin Shuai was afraid that we would hit thousands of routs, so we dispersed, we came over the day of the flag, just in time for the owner of the garden to flee, a family of more than 40 servants and maids fled to the east, just when it rained a few times, we lived in."

The little guerrillas talked about this with pity on their faces, but they were really unable to catch up with the infantrymen who were riding horses and driving chariots, and they were still fighting at that time, and if they intercepted people, they could still make a profit.

"Later, in the garden with the Western army scouts were besieged for half a month, they didn't dare to attack us and didn't want to go, until the peace was negotiated, the border line has not been set until now, the owner of the garden has been here twice, the first time he led a team of Western troops to grab back, and was beaten away."

"The second time I came and sent a letter, saying that his wife who had smallpox was buried in the backyard of Zhuangzi, and that it was six or seven years ago, so we let a few people in and asked them to move the grave, and then it seems that they would return to China - anyway, that's where the border between the two countries is now."

Ding Hai glanced back at his wife, and then said to the guerrillas: "This kind of story of the plantation owner is also quite pitiful, you say that he is only in his thirties now, and six or seven years ago, the woman in the family was only in her twenties, and he died of smallpox?" It's a shame. ”

"Don't pity him!"

The guerrillas put down their guns and spat out into the ground, and said indignantly: "You don't know how to pickle it, but when you go over, you will know that there are twenty-three children in more than 200 families in the village of the plantation!" ”

"After crossing the Zhuangyuan Bridge, it is not easy to find a village without mixed races to the south."

To be honest, Ding Hai doesn't know much about Western China and Asia, he only knows that the Ming Dynasty is fighting intermittently with Western countries overseas, and he doesn't know why; I only know that most of the businessmen who go to sea make money, and Beizhili has many novel gadgets.

Asia means mystery and wealth, so much so that the imperial court ordered the four provinces to be nomads, and he was not among the nomads, but he still brought his family here.

It wasn't until I arrived in Asia that I realized that many things were different from what I had imagined.

Who has seen the destruction of a bird to a man?

Get off the ship and send a thousand acres of land to the manor, who has ever seen it?

The guerrillas pointed at each other and thought about what else they hadn't told Ding Hai, and suddenly said as if they had thought of something: "By the way, there are two more things, one is that there are holes in the low wall of Zhuangzi that the Western Army has punched, and the roofs of two houses have been smashed out of holes by tiger squatting cannons. ”

"The second thing is to prevent the enemy from sneaking attacks, I heard that a few of you are from the Nine Sides Dun Army, you should know what the border is, this place is chaotic, only a mile away is the Western Plantation, be careful."

Ding Hai blinked: "How far?" ”

Outside the Great Wall, there is a deserted wilderness for more than ten miles, and he thought that the so-called borders were like that, and now you tell me that the 'border' here is only one mile apart?

The guerrilla army looked extremely serious and said: "Yes, there is a low hill in one mile, and on the east side of the low hill is another plantation of the Westerners, which mainly grows cotton. ”

He pouted slightly, waved his hand, and said: "However, neither our marshal nor the commander of the Western Kingdom, Alva, have talked about exactly where the border is, and our General Lin said that there is no border in this world that can be discussed, even if the army truces the conflict on the border line, it will not be less, and in the end, it depends on the work of the hand." ”

"You're at the front, and they'll be able to blast them up the hill with their guns...... What is that? ”

By the time they had said this, they had passed through the land between the two villages, and in the middle of the neighboring village, the settlers had built huts with wooden posts and planks to shelter themselves from the rain, and a few young men were busy digging wells in the middle of the village, and a brightly armored cavalryman led his horse into the village.

"Brother give the pot water to drink...... The military government sent a message that the marshal had sent troops forward to press the battle for everyone! He ordered the people of all parts of the country to build a five-mile dirt road in the village as soon as possible, so that the imperial court could replenish agricultural tools and buy and sell commercial goods to the villages in the future. ”