"Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba, whoever dares to threaten these serfs, beat them to death. I want to see how tough they really are."
Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba stepped forward.
"You dare threaten people? I'll slap you to death!" Li Yuanba slapped him across the face.
With a snap.
The guy who was threatening the serfs just now was beaten senseless.
"Brothers, don't be afraid. We're here to support you. Anyone who dares to threaten you, I'll beat them to death."
The other princes and ministers don't dare to utter a single word now.
They knew that if they said even one more word, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The serfs rushed forward, brandishing sticks, carrying poles, hoes...
The farm tools rained down on everyone.
The scene was horrific.
More and more people joined in the beating.
These serfs vented their pent-up anger over the years on these princes and ministers.
Less than half an hour.
These dozens of princes and ministers were beaten to the point of near death.
They were covered in blood.
Seeing these princes and ministers beaten to the point of near death, all the serfs felt that the anger in their hearts had been vented.
“You all did a great job, but someone is trying to sabotage our efforts,” Jiang Tian said as he jumped onto the roof of the car.
Everyone fell silent, staring intently at Jiang Tian.
The scene was completely silent.
“This entire estate belongs to you, and each family will receive at least 100 acres of land.”
Before Jiang Tian could finish speaking, a deafening cheer erupted from the crowd.
For them, being allocated land was a dream they had never dared to dream of in their entire lives.
"But someone wants to take this land away from you."
Everyone immediately became furious.
This is like having a piece of fat meat that's already in your mouth snatched away by someone else.
This was something that everyone present found unacceptable, no matter what.
"Sir, who is it?"
"What right do they have to seize our land?"
"Who exactly is this person?"
"We'll fight them to the death."
“These lands and houses belong to us, and no one has the right to take them away from us.”
Jiang Tian snapped his fingers.
In the distance, more than a dozen large horse-drawn carriages arrived.
These carriages were loaded with muskets and silver coins.
"Gentlemen, Bezukhov's son has brought men to deal with us. We must take up arms," Jiang Tian ordered his men to bring over a chest of silver dollars.
The box of silver dollars was placed on the roof of the carriage.
Jiang Tian grabbed a handful of silver dollars and casually tossed them aside.
In an instant, the silver coins scattered like flowers from a fairy maiden.
Many serfs quickly bent down to grab the silver dollars.
"Do you want to hand over the land you have to others, or do you want to take up arms and fight for it?"
After Jiang Tian said that, the scene fell silent again.
These serfs didn't want to take up arms and go to war; they were also afraid of dying.
They all knew that Bezukhov's two sons were bullies.
If a bully leads a large army, their fighting power must be incredibly strong.
Everyone glanced at each other.
They were carefully weighing whether they had the ability to fight against others.
"I, Jiang Tian, once led 2,000 men to wipe out an enemy army of a million." Jiang Tian then picked up a large handful of silver coins.
However, this time he did not distribute the silver dollars to the serfs.
With a whooshing sound.
Hundreds of silver dollars fell from Jiang Tian's hands like flowing water and landed in the box.
"Everyone who participates in the battle will be given ten silver dollars."
Jiang Tian's words immediately piqued the interest of many.
For these serfs, even if they worked themselves to the bone for a year, they wouldn't earn more than a few silver dollars.
Jiang Tian was very generous with his money.
"A reward of 500 silver dollars will be given for each person killed."
"If you are injured, someone will treat you and give you 200 silver dollars."
“If you die in battle, your families will be taken care of, someone will bury you, and you will receive an extra 500 silver dollars.”
Jiang Tian was making empty promises to these serfs.
Soon, murmurs arose from the crowd.
“500 yuan is a lot. We can’t earn that much even if we work ourselves to the bone our whole lives.”
"Let's not even talk about earning 500 silver dollars. We'd be lucky to earn 100 silver dollars in our entire lives. Killing one enemy soldier gets you 500 silver dollars. I'm a hunter, and I'll be able to kill at least 20 people on this battlefield."
“I’ll go to the battlefield and fight. If I take down one enemy, I’ll get 500 yuan. If I take down ten people, I won’t have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of my life, not just for several lifetimes.”
From the crowd, someone raised their hand: "Sir, give me a gun, I want to go to the battlefield."
“I want to go to the battlefield too. So what if I die? Even if I die, I will take down a few of the enemy. That way, my wife and children will have enough money to live on.”
In the crowd, if one person stands up, many others will follow suit.
Soon, more and more people stood up.
For them, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to defy fate.
“Those who are willing to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy, stand on the right. I haven’t finished speaking yet,” Jiang Tian continued. “Killing an enemy will earn you 500 silver dollars, as well as land and houses.”
A generous reward will surely attract brave men.
Jiang Tian painted a rosy picture, striking a chord deep within everyone's hearts.
In their view, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Soon, more and more people moved to Jiang Tian's right.
"Uncle Vanka, you're so old and injured. Do you still want to go into battle?"
"Although I am old, my gun doesn't shake when I fire. The wounds I have are from the battlefield. I can kill at least a dozen enemies when I go to the battlefield."
"You young men should learn a lot from this old man when you get to the battlefield."
Soon, everyone stood to Jiang Tian's right.
Jiang Tian nodded in satisfaction after seeing it.
"Open the granaries, release the grain, and let everyone eat and drink to their heart's content for the next few days. Slaughter all the cattle and sheep in this manor."
"Bring out all the good wines from these gentlemen's cellars. Two days later, we'll fight bravely on the battlefield."
Jiang Tian hadn't finished speaking.
Everyone at the scene started chanting "Hurrah... Hurrah..."
The calls of "woo-la-woo-la" rose and fell, echoing through the sky.
Hundreds of thousands of people practically worshipped Jiang Tian as a god.
"Alright, you all need to eat and drink well these next few days, get your bodies in order, and then pick up your weapons and prepare for battle."
Then came another series of gurgling sounds.
The serfs quickly dispersed.
They rushed towards the granary, the sheepfold, the cattle shed... and the chicken coop without regard for anything else...
Sharpening knives... to slaughter chickens and sheep...
Soon, wisps of smoke rose from the chimney.
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