I traveled through time, starting with two acres of land and a dog

At night, Du Chenyu thought that if they took Dashuliang by force, it would inevitably cause a chain reaction and bring some uncertainties. If they did not take Dashuliang, the territory would be too scattered and they had to take it. This was also a godsend opportunity. Yu Yuedong and Zhao Peng, the head of the militia, were blocking the Red Lantern Sect. Wu would at least keep his troops in place. Wu Weihan only had 20 guns and could not support the enemy alone.

The next morning, after saying hello to Huang Kunyang and Zhou Kui, he left Banqiao and headed for Wuyin with five special service members and a team of trained members.

They arrived at Wuyin at noon. Du Chenyu asked his father to communicate with Wu Han in advance. They planned to take the big tree beam by force and confront Wu Weihan head-on to see what decision the deputy village chief would make, whether to cooperate or confront.

In the afternoon, He Cunyi and He Chaowu led more than 60 people and rushed directly to Houjiawan in Dashuliang. Chief Hou Zheng gave up resistance, laid down his arms and surrendered, and was then taken back to Wuyin Township Office.

Of course, they went out openly and aboveboard. Wu Weihan had received the news long ago, and they marched in a mighty force. Two teams of 24 people in the front and part of the special service team escorted Hou Zheng towards the township office. Two teams of 24 people came up the street from the other end of the street, and snipers were in position on the roofs and various shooting points.

"Stop, this is the township office," a militiaman said. The entrance and nearby streets were also filled with armed militiamen.

At the front were four carts, on top of which were the simple mobile blocking structures he designed. The outermost were wooden boards, the middle were several layers of cotton, linen and newspapers, and at the back was an iron plate with a shooting hole in the middle. It was 3 centimeters thick and could block rifle bullets from 30 meters away.

The vanguard stopped 100 meters away, waiting for the troops on Shanghe Street to arrive. Three minutes later, they were all in place, with their guns ready. All the shops on the street were frightened and closed immediately.

"Push Hou Zheng out and beat him up a few times, then ask his uncle to come out," he said to the person next to him, hiding behind the crowd and seeing that Wu Weihan did not come out.

"Pa pa..." Several sticks hit Hou Zheng on the butt.

"Oh, stop hitting me, oh...uncle, save me," a middle-aged man burst into tears.

"Stop it! You are too lawless. You actually dared to rebel in broad daylight. The large army of the county just left the day before yesterday, and you started beating up Chief Hou for no reason and besieged government agencies." It was the same team leader who was shouting loudly last time.

"Shut him up," Du Chenyu said.

He Cunyi pointed at the team leader with the flag in his hand.

"Bang... Bang..." Two gunshots were heard, and the team leader on the opposite side just let out an "Ah..." and fell to the ground twitching.

"Si Wa Zi, Si Wa Zi, why did you beat him to death?" At this time, Wu Weihan finally stopped hiding and had to face it head-on. He ran to the dead boy's side, felt him to see if he was still breathing, and asked.

"Why did you...beat Siwazi to death and why did you capture Hou Zheng?" Wu Weihan pointed at them and questioned them after helping several militiamen stand up.

"Report, Village Chief Wu, his death has nothing to do with us. No one here fired a shot, and everyone can see it. Chief Hou has harassed their base many times this year. A few days ago, he killed one of our cows and injured several of our tenants. We have to pay for this. Pay 50 oceans to compensate for the cow and the tenants' medical expenses, and we will let him go," He Cunyi said slowly after bowing.

"You... go get some money and give it to them." Wu Weihan was a little unconvinced at first. Their conditions were so simple, so he paused for a moment before going to get the money.

A militiaman returned to the house, took out a cloth bag and handed it to him.

"Give it to them," Wu Weihan said, waving his hand without taking it.

Hou Zheng also touched his butt and limped over. One of their team members took the purse and handed it to He Cunyi.

"You have collected the money, why don't you leave?" Wu Weihan seemed to have made a mistake and was about to turn around and leave, but when he saw that they did not leave, he continued to ask.

"It's time for us to take back the iron mine in Qishuping. You have been operating it for almost a year. You can't occupy it forever. If we don't take back the iron mine, our brothers will have no food to eat and they will not retreat," He Cunyi continued.

As for which ironworks to take back, I just recently thought of the fact that the current tax burden is too high. A few days ago, Qiaoban Township paid 300 yuan in taxes. The tax burden per mu of land has been rising every month this year, almost % to % of the income. So we have to take back the ironworks that were previously controlled by the Gelaohui. Besides, the iron ore of Qishuping Ironworks is of better quality, but it is currently small in scale and only has a small earthen furnace.

Wu Weihan took a few steps and asked again, "Are there any other conditions?"

"No, it's just about their caravan and base. Try to ask as little as possible, otherwise you will bear the consequences yourself," said He Cunyi.

"Okay, I'll give you the iron factory. I hope you won't go back on your word, otherwise we'll all be in trouble," Wu replied.

"Okay, we'll go there tomorrow and take over. I hope you can handle it quickly. Retreat!" He Cunyi ordered.

"The rear team becomes the front team, Team 4 provides cover, and the rest of the team retreats," Zhang Yusheng was giving orders.

Everyone marched in unison and ran forward, attracting thumbs-up from passers-by. They had been stationed at the Wuying base for almost a year without any behavior of bullying the people. Whenever they saw injustice, they would intervene. Therefore, the people of the entire street applauded the soldiers' behavior of suppressing the township office today.

Reclaiming Dashuliang and controlling the Wuying base in Maliuba also meant that there was a rear area. The two guards had more than 600 people, and the city was connected, which was convenient for management. He asked Zhang Yusheng to take over the daily management of the two guards with 24 people, and use two months to reform the land policy and stabilize the local area. He arranged Hu Laosi to lead people to establish a base in the direction of Lianghui to Lizibabao.

The result of the Guangyuan County Senate election was as expected. Teacher Yang Chaoyi lost, and Yang Huaixin, Shi Jingzhi, and Zan Xiude were elected as senators of Baizhang County.

However, through this election, Mr. Yang Chaoyi's social status has been significantly improved, and his voice in the county has also been greatly strengthened. Du Chenyu decided to go to the county recently to arrange some things, especially the commercial factories need to expand their investment. At present, the people are taxed too heavily. It is no longer possible to support a team of hundreds of people just by relying on the people in the jurisdiction to farm. In the future, during the warlords' melee, there will be thousands of miles of barren land, and it will be impossible to live by beating the local tyrants. Now the landlords are buying guns and dispersing their wealth. Only a small number of them stay at home. For example, in the Dashuliang area where they last collected money, Hou Zheng, as the head of the security guard, could not find more than 100 oceans, which is much less than the current ocean landlords who could get hundreds or thousands of oceans from a household before.

In mid-July, Du Chenyu took Xue Chen, Xue Chen, Shen Shiyu and a team of more than 7 people, took some packed belongings and prepared to go to the county to exchange them for cash. After paying taxes, the money in various bases was almost gone. He also told his father about Zhou Kui's matter and asked him to make the trip. This was a good opportunity for them to rally people's hearts.

They set out before dawn. He was half asleep as he sat on his special backpack, which was supported by four pillars and a piece of cloth to shade it from the sun. Lei Jianqin carried him on his back. The entire journey was more than 90 miles of mountain roads, and they planned to reach the county in one day.

They set out from the Wuyin base, passed through Maliuba, Lianghui Temple, and prepared to take a boat at Jingu Rock. Jingu Rock is 200 meters upstream of Lianghui Temple. There are cliffs hundreds of feet high on both sides of the Dong River. The red and white granite protrudes outward like a pair of golden drums. The vegetation is sparse on top and monkeys cannot cross. Below is the Dong River that passes through the gorge from north to south. It had rained a few days ago, and the turbid rice water was like a yellow dragon winding through the mountains. The Lianghui Temple stronghold had already prepared a boatman in advance. They just gave him a few dollars and asked him to take command. They would operate the ferry themselves, and it took two round trips to get everyone across safely. It was almost dark when they ran across Luduba and Guanziba.

They arrived at the city of Zhicheng in the north around 10 o'clock in the evening. The rapid march of nearly 100 miles in one day almost exhausted all the team members. Of course, the special service team members were still relatively relaxed. At the beginning, the Red Army marched more than 150 miles a day during the Long March and was still able to fight. The comparison of combat effectiveness came out instantly. Their team still had three meals a day and at least one meal of meat every 4-5 days, which crushed the local guards team, but was still far from the Red Army of later generations.

Hu Laowu welcomed them into the base. Currently, the base only had the brick house in the middle, and the others were newly built or unfinished thatched houses. After dinner in the evening, they were arranged to rest.

The next day, after he got up, all the team members finished their morning exercises and prepared breakfast. After breakfast, Hu Laowu took them around the base. The corn in the field was already one meter tall, and some had already produced ears, but the leaves of the seedlings at the edge of the field curled up when exposed to the sun.

"Has it not rained recently?" he asked Hu Laowu.

"It has basically not rained since July, and there are already signs of a summer drought," he said, looking at the geography.

"There was a heavy rain at noon two days ago. You see, the water in the river is muddy," he said.

"That day, there was only a small area in their mountain where there was a white rain (dialect: white rain - refers to a thunderstorm at noon), and there were only a few scattered rains in the city," he said.

Not surprisingly, this year is another year of severe drought. Last autumn was a flood, he thought to himself. Looking at the location of their base, it is not bad. Although it does not occupy a large area at present, it was originally planned to be a place for iron workshops and textile factories. Looking along the river, it is 1 km away from the Baizhang urban area. There are rows of green roofs. There are some thatched houses at the junction of the surrounding rural areas and the urban area, and the rest are all blue brick and blue tile houses. At a glance, the urban area covers dozens of acres. There are pedestrians, carriages, and porters on the road. It is prosperous, but this low-lying urban area seems so small in front of the turbulent East River. The problem of floods is always a danger to Baizhang.