Huang Han asked all battalions to send people to form a law enforcement team, of course, which was supported, and it will be in place tomorrow.

At that time, each person will find a strip of red cloth and tie it to his left arm to distinguish it from other soldiers, and these people can cut down any indisciplined soldiers.

Huang Han also asked the commander of the 8th Battalion to warn the law enforcement team not to know the law and break the law, because the cavalry team is the chief law enforcement team, and if it is found that the law enforcement team has hidden private property, it will be killed.

Huang Han had long known from the history books that Liu Zhilun used wooden cannons, but he didn't know that all the cannons in the barracks were made of wood, and there was not even a cast iron cannon in the real sense.

Fortunately, although his cannon was fake, the gunpowder and shells were fake, and he brought a lot of gunpowder, enough to fit a dozen wheelbarrows.

Gunpowder is a good thing! Moreover, these gunpowders are all high-grade goods made by Liu Zhilun from the arsenal of the Imperial Court War Bureau with his connections.

Huang Han was not polite, and beat twenty gunpowder bags with linen, each weighing thirty catties.

He pondered, detonating it with a rocket shot on a sackcloth wrapped in thirty catties of black powder, the power should not be weaker than a grenade in later generations!

Although Huang Han knew that seven or eight tons of high-purity black powder was equivalent to the power of one ton of ordinary explosives, it could not be understood that thirty catties of gunpowder could withstand the power of four catties of ordinary explosives.

When actually used, the power should be calculated by twelve or thirteen catties of high-grade black powder, and the instantaneous explosion power is equivalent to one catty of ordinary TNT explosives.

Huang Han decided to bring more gunpowder packets and find an opportunity to use them as bombs to make the effect good.

Liu Zhilun learned that he was impeached by too many officials, and he had written twice to defend himself, although the emperor did not show an attitude, but it had already made the sensitive Liu Zhilun feel that the Son of Heaven was in a dilemma.

On the one hand, Liu Zhilun, who is unusually promoted and ready to be useful, and on the other hand, there are many imperial histories and things that are raging, how to judge which is right and which is wrong? Only look at the results.

Liu Zhilun, who was inexplicably sad and indignant, had already been determined to die, and he just wanted to end his life with a vigorous battle, and he was ready to repay the kindness of the Son of Heaven with his death.

Who knew that the peak turned around, and Liu Zhilun's happy days came.

Since he flickered Huang Han here, he felt that a game of dead chess seemed to have a chance to be a living dragon, Liu Zhilun gave Huang Han enough power, and found that Huang Han even dared to stretch out his hand for gunpowder and let it go.

In the barracks at night, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and under the temptation of getting rich immediately, there were small gatherings everywhere, and the officers also hoped to make a fortune and even more hope to be promoted through meritorious service, and they were also enthusiastic and used their strength to fool the big soldiers.

One of the general saliva patted his chest and said to the soldiers around him: "The other battalion leaders Lao Tzu can't take care of it, but Lao Tzu can guarantee that the one hundred and sixty people who follow Lao Tzu will not be less than thirty taels of silver for each person who takes Zunhua City, but you must also pay attention to the law enforcement team, and you must not be cut down by them." ”

"Sir, why did the law enforcement team cut people for no reason?"

"Cutting people for no reason? Damn! Are you a fool, the law enforcement team will only enforce the law according to the rules, and kill the enemy if they don't move forward, kill those who make noise in battle, and kill those who hide and seize ......"

"Sir, what if the enforcement team is biased? If the other battalion leaders had taken the gold and silver into their bosoms and stared at us and demanded that it be taken and returned to the public, would the brethren not have died at a loss? ”

"Fuck your mother's fart, let's always have a few brothers to join the law enforcement team, and other battalion leaders will also send people, who dares to make a mistake in front of everyone's eyes? Besides, there are those ironclad cavalry who do the general law enforcement, and whoever dares to act unfairly can stop the ironclad cavalry from complaining. ”

"Isn't that Lord Huang's ironclad family? Those people are murderous and don't look easy to mess with, with them upholding justice, we shouldn't be bullied. ”

"So Lao Tzu wants you not to have crooked thoughts, just focus on killing the enemy, anyway, your thirty taels of silver are indispensable.

If you cut off the head of a Jiannu, not only will you have to take the silver, but you will also be promoted.

This time, Gou Jiannu only had 800 armored people left behind in Zunhua, those Tartars are good at field warfare and will not defend the city, we have more than ten times the number of people, and we are rushing to attack, the opportunity is rare! Promotion and fortune depend on whether you can keep up with the team. ”

Such a scene is just a microcosm of the fanfare in the camp, and more than 10,000 soldiers in various camps are listening to similar demagoguery at the moment.

The next morning, the Ming army, which had eaten enough and expected to make a fortune, screamed, no one was willing to fall behind and lose the opportunity to get thirty taels of silver, and it was actually eighty miles before setting up camp that day.

This is not surprising, the content that Huang Han asked everyone to promote is that if they can arrive in Zunhua on time without falling behind, they will be able to get thirty taels of silver.

With this stimulus, dozens of people ran to death on the road, but the others did not slow down, and still showed the ruthlessness to run to death, and then forward.

At dinner, Huang Han began to tell stories again to fool around.

He told the soldiers around him that there were probably no less than one million taels of gold and silver treasures in Zunhua City, and that grain, grass, supplies, livestock, cloth, and silk would also be worth as much as one million taels of silver.

It is still conservative to say that it is okay to give the big guy thirty taels of silver, and it is very likely that the hero who has made the decapitation will be able to get one hundred taels at that time.

"Let's go, let's ......" Many soldiers recruited from homeless people and beggars did not know it, and they were thinking in their minds that if they had a hundred taels of silver, should they go to the capital to buy a house or go to the countryside to buy a dozen or twenty acres of land?

In this era, silver was worth a lot of money, and eighty taels of silver could be bought in the outer city of Jingshi, with a small courtyard and six rooms, plus a kitchen and a latrine.

The transaction price of an acre of dry land near Jingshi is between five taels and seven taels of silver.

Huang Han used the limited time to point out to the soldiers that the way to fortune was ahead, and the effect was surprisingly good.

In the case of giving three meals of Hu Stuff in one day, these men with amazing tolerance actually ran a full ninety miles the next day before setting up camp, and no one shouted that they were tired, and they all had little stars in their eyes, and they couldn't wait to fly to Zunhua City immediately.

However, the two-day rapid march not only killed more than 100 people, but also caused many soldiers who were really physically exhausted to fall behind, so that there were always many soldiers crying while chasing the main force, and there were even people who returned to the team in the middle of the night.

Liu Zhilun was stunned inexplicably, he finally gained knowledge and got a chance to re-understand human nature.

It turned out that through external stimulation, the rotten soldiers who used to need to be watched all the time or would scatter in a hurry became the "strong soldiers" who cried and shouted and chased until midnight and the third watch to catch up with the main force.

Huang Han was very satisfied with such a scene, and thought that there was no need to spend any effort to engage in survival of the fittest, and it was gratifying to congratulate him on completing the elimination of the last place through high-intensity marching.