To be honest, it is weird to think about the imperial officials and the bandit leaders holding a meeting to discuss how to more efficiently eliminate this group of bandits.
But this scene actually happened in Lin Hai's big office.
Although the parties involved thought it was perfectly normal, Lin Hai still said, "We won't keep a record of what happened today. Just remember it."
Well, Lin Hai suddenly thought that if Qinghe could really develop, people in the future who looked at current events based on the archives would definitely think that Qinghe was a very glorious and upright place, without even a trace of haze.
A document was delivered to Gao Bin's desk which read, "Our county has decided to follow the order from the central government and choose a suitable time to send troops to attack the Qitianzhai, a giant bandit entrenched in Xiangyun Province."
The most interesting thing here is the phrase "right time". Gao Bin couldn't think of what the right time was. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out how a group of militiamen could defeat a bandit population of 100,000, or rather, a giant bandit.
Of course, Lin Hai knew how to defeat them, but he didn't know how to tell others how he did it. He couldn't just say that once the battle started, his aura of dominance would be revealed and the Qitian Village would bow down to him...
In fact, it can be said that they just treat Gao Bin and the Central Committee as idiots, especially when the Central Committee still has hundreds of thousands of soldiers in its hands. It is better not to let the Central Committee see that they treat them as idiots, otherwise the consequences may be serious.
According to the plan, Qinghe County began its vigorous military expansion.
The new military camp was built on a small hill less than fifty miles away from the county town. Lin Hai didn’t care what the hill was originally called, maybe just called it a small hill, it didn’t matter. He seriously named the hill Phoenix Mountain, and the military camp on the mountain became the Phoenix Mountain Camp.
To the outside world, Lin Hai explained that he hoped this army could be reborn here like a phoenix and become a brand new army. However, only Lin Hai knew that when he was a child, the most famous air force base in his hometown was called Phoenix Mountain. This name was probably chosen to create a subtle bond between this world and his former self.
The First and Third Battalions of Qinghe County have both moved into the Phoenix Mountain Camp. In fact, the First and Third Battalions have been reorganized into the First and Third Regiments, but because new recruits have not yet arrived, both regiments are now only a regiment with the strength of a battalion. However, with the continuous arrival of new recruits, everything will be fine.
Lin Hai was worried about the population of Qinghe.
After leaving the Phoenix Mountain military camp, Lin Hai immediately headed for the refugee camp built on the border between Qinghe and the Chen Dynasty. Fifty miles east, past the camp, the walls of the Chen Dynasty border city of Zhaoyang could be vaguely seen. The intelligence department had put in considerable effort to build the refugee camp in such a sensitive location. Well, at least dozens of kilograms of glass were given away as gifts...
In reality, local officials of the Chen Dynasty hated refugees. After all, the Chen Dynasty had raised taxes to levels that angered both heaven and man, and these refugees, each unproductive, moved around simply because taxes were a bit high. They posed a severe challenge to local security wherever they passed through. To retain them, they had to spend vast amounts of food on disaster relief, settle them down, and allocate land to them. However, it would take at least a year or two before they could harvest anything. During this time, the Chen Dynasty's demand for food would overwhelm any conscientious local official.
Besides, after hundreds of years of development, land annexation by various countries had reached a frenzied level. Where was there any extra land left to accommodate these refugees? Therefore, local governments in the Chen Dynasty happily accepted the land abandoned by the refugees and sent soldiers to drive them to their neighboring jurisdictions. I don't care where you go, as long as you don't stay in my jurisdiction, everything is fine.
Of course, the Chen Dynasty was not without wise men. For example, the prefect of Zhaoyang strictly prohibited refugees from entering his jurisdiction from the beginning and organized soldiers and militia to drive them away. Refugees who could not enter Zhaoyang but were too hungry to walk could only build shacks on the border of Zhaoyang and then go inside to wait for death.
Later, the prefect of Zhaoyang realized that people were also valuable assets, and it was inhumane to let a pile of walking silver lie there. After coming to his senses, the prefect of Zhaoyang organized a massive disaster relief operation. The main method was to first go to the southeast to find wealthy families, collect some silver and grain from them, and then distribute a portion of this grain, about 10%, to young and beautiful girls or handsome boys among the refugees. The prefect told them that it was not that the government ignored the refugees, but that there were too many refugees to handle, so they could only take care of the young people first. After all, the young people were the future of the Chen Dynasty.
Of course, since you've already eaten the food from the wealthy families in the southeast, you have to repay the favor. Now the government is sending you there. You have to listen to what they say in their home. They give you food and ask you to do whatever they ask you to do...
Initially, the prefect's actions were widely praised by the refugees. After all, the government claimed these people were being sent to the southeast to work, and given the numerous handicraft and textile workshops in the southeast during the Chen Dynasty, the large number of young men and women seeking work seemed reasonable. Until one day, a yamen runner spotted his distant nephew among the registered young men and quietly left the city to reveal the truth.
Well, some people were indeed sent to the southeast to work, about half out of a hundred people. After all, with the current level of taxation in the Chen Dynasty, most handicraft industries have stagnated, and most of the workers who still need work are in government-run workshops, which are already overcrowded.
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