Outside the school grounds!
Wu Zhiyuan, the commander-in-chief of the Wanquan Division, was hiding in an abandoned house, also waiting anxiously.
"Sir!" A man dressed as a civilian flashed in.
"How is it?" Wu Zhiyuan asked impatiently.
"Lord Yan is on his way to the parade ground, followed by about 500 people, all wearing armor and carrying weapons. The four city gates in the east, west, south and north have been opened, and there are about 4,000 soldiers guarding each gate and the city wall. There are also 500 soldiers in the parade ground, they are guarding next to several large boxes, which seem to be filled with silver."
Wu Zhiyuan didn't dare to be careless and counted with his fingers.
Yan Yingyuan brought 5,000 men, 4,000 of whom were employed in city defense. The remaining 1,000 men plus Ding Yi's 800 men totaled only 1,800.
If a conflict occurs, he will still have the upper hand for a short period of time.
etc...
"Where did Ding Yi's 800 men go?" Wu Zhiyuan asked fearfully.
"In the parade ground, those men wore armor, but their weapons were placed in the corner of the parade ground."
Wu Zhiyuan felt relieved!
As long as Ding Yi's men and weapons are separated when they line up, this matter will be accomplished.
Even if he can't win, he still has time to escape.
In such a big city, how can they find their way in civilian clothes?
After thinking this through, Wu Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the training ground to collect our salary."
More than 2,000 people marched into the parade ground and stood in line according to the pre-arranged arrangements.
"Lord Yan, please forgive me. I was busy with military duties and arrived late!" Wu Zhiyuan quickly walked up to Yan Yingyuan and knelt on one knee.
Yan Yingyuan nodded expressionlessly: "No problem, Commander Wu, please stand up."
Looking at the dark crowd in the parade ground, the four people on the podium had four different mentalities.
Wu Zhiyuan locked his eyes on Ding Yi, fearing that he would take advantage of the chaos to escape.
Ding Yi looked at Wu Zhiyuan with the same eyes. Once he found any unusual movement from him, he would rush up and capture him without hesitation.
Jiang Yingkui, the lieutenant commander of the Fifth Army Battalion, appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually very panicked inside.
He was afraid that Yan Yingyuan would mess up.
Yan Yingyuan had a calm expression on his face. He didn't say any unnecessary words and directly said, "Come here, move the silver!"
After receiving the order, the soldier guarding the silver picked up the box containing the silver, placed it in front of Yan Yingyuan and pushed it down.
Crash!
The snow-white silver was scattered all over the ground!
Almost everyone present held their breath at the same time, their eyes fixed on the ground beneath Yan Yingyuan's feet.
This is pure silver, the most popular thing in the Ming Dynasty.
"General Ding Yi and all his soldiers are combat soldiers. The monthly salary for infantrymen is 1 tael and 6 qian, and the monthly salary for cavalrymen is 1 tael and 8 qian, plus 1 tael of silver for fodder! The court owes a total of ten months' salary. Everyone line up and collect the amount listed on the list."
The parade ground was very large, and every time Yan Yingyuan spoke in the front, the soldiers in the barracks interspersed in the team would repeat it loudly.
The news quickly spread throughout the venue.
Ding Yi's eight hundred border soldiers were very excited after hearing this. They walked up to the platform to receive their salaries without caring about their relatives.
Since the money had been divided in advance, it was distributed quickly.
After the soldiers received their silver, Yan Yingyuan reached out and picked up another military register: "Wanquan Commandery has eleven garrisons under its jurisdiction. Due to rising grain prices, the soldiers in the garrisons are unable to make ends meet. The court subsidizes each person with two coins of silver per month. Since there are too many people in the garrisons, I will not distribute them one by one. Commander Wu will receive them on your behalf."
Wu Zhiyuan was stunned, then smiled and came to Yan Yingyuan to receive the silver.
At this moment he had completely let down his guard and was very happy about Yan Yingyuan's recognition.
Looking at the disappointed guards, Yan Yingyuan suddenly raised his voice and asked, "Guards in the audience, are you jealous of the silver in their hands?"
The guards turned their heads and looked at the soldiers in the camp.
Each of them held at least a handful of silver in his hand, ranging from a dozen taels to thirty taels.
And they...
Assuming Wu Zhiyuan does not embezzle, he can only get two taels of silver at most.
The psychological gap can be imagined.
Out of consideration for personal feelings and military prestige, the soldiers stood where they were and said nothing.
Wu Zhiyuan thought Yan Yingyuan wanted to speak up for them, so he stepped forward and whispered, "Master Yan, the soldiers of the garrison have been soldiers for generations. This is what the Hongwu ancestors decided, and it is also their fate. I won't bother you..."
Yan Yingyuan ignored Wu Zhiyuan and continued to ask in a louder voice: "Are you all deaf? Huh?"
"I'm asking you if you're jealous of the silver? Are you envious?"
"If you're a man, say it out loud!"
Having said this, the soldiers at the garrison all raised their heads and looked at Yan Yingyuan.
A few brave soldiers hid in the crowd and shouted: "We are not deaf! What if we heard it?"
"It's not just my eyes that are red, I'm almost bleeding!"
"Yes, I'm so envious! Lord Yan, do you want to give us money? As long as you dare to give it, we dare to take it!"
These people are all old soldiers. As long as one of them takes the lead, the others will follow suit.
In the blink of an eye, the entire training ground was in chaos with everyone talking at the same time.
Seeing this, Jiang Yingkui tightly gripped the hilt of the knife in his hand, ready to protect Yan Yingyuan.
Wu Zhiyuan looked at him in confusion, not knowing what Yan Yingyuan was going to do.
Ding Yi also had a big question mark on his head and was confused about the situation.
"Quiet!"
Amid the sounds of silence, the noisy training ground returned to calm.
Yan Yingyuan stepped forward, his expression serious: "I came to Xuanfu Town to handle three things!"
"The first is to recover Xuanfu, the second is to pay salaries, and the third is to implement new policies!"
New policy?
Everyone was attracted by these two words and held their breath, fearing that they would miss any news that would be beneficial to them.
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