I gather power with my gift of God and build the heaven.

During the first few days when the City God, Land God, Mountain God and River God were just enthroned and there was no need to spend money to burn incense, the common people would go there to burn incense every day.

But life must go on.

So, it was only a novelty for a few days. After burning incense for a few days, the people resumed their normal lives and went about their business.

Only those with a considerable fortune would enter and burn a stick of incense when they occasionally passed by and remembered.

At other times, when one needs to go to the places where these gods are, they will burn incense and pray for blessings.

For example, when going into the mountains to hunt, or going to the river to fish, etc., people would pray for the blessings of the mountain gods and river gods.

Apart from that, the entire territory has returned to peace again.

However, seeing that the government did not cause him any trouble, he did not care too much. He just hoped that Brother Yang would not do anything that would make him regretful.

In Lintao Prefecture, Wang Chao smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the reports from various places on the developments in the past period, the training of new recruits, etc.

When it was washed down the river to the lower reaches of Shuimochuan, near Changningbao, it was rescued by a family of refugees outside the Great Wall.

There was still a little bit of hope in his heart that the People's Salvation Army was just developing its own territory steadily and perhaps would not expand and conquer the Ming Dynasty?

In an instant, the five thousand soldiers in front of him shouted loudly, and the iron-blooded murderous aura filled the sky, like a thick blood cloud.

Given the importance the Salvation Army places on education, the salary they offer to Mr. Li is enough to allow him to live a comfortable life.

"Brother Chen!"

“Well, this is a rare opportunity, I must seize it.

"Crench!"

After three rounds of drinking, the scholar named Yang looked out the window and said in a somewhat inexplicable tone:

Alas, I should have joined last time, but I was still a little bit reluctant to let go of my scholarly arrogance, so I missed a good opportunity.

And I heard that in the areas around Weiyuan County, where the Salvation Army started, Lintao and Gongchang Prefectures can even achieve four harvests a year.

Afterwards, he got to know the heroic scholar in front of him, Chen Mo.

The man was also wearing a scholar's robe, but his body was unusually strong. He was over two meters and two meters tall, with muscles all over his body. When he stood there, he was like an iron tower.

On the one hand, the soldiers in the army receive a salary of several taels of silver, but more importantly, joining the army offers the possibility of gaining supernatural powers.

At least the vast majority of people will be able to live a very good life, and will surely usher in another era of peace and prosperity.

On the city wall of Gansu Town, Xu Ming looked at the situation below and frowned slightly.

I don’t think even if we increase it tenfold it will be enough.”

But he is also a genuine scholar, his knowledge even higher than most scholars, and he is thoughtful and not pedantic.

Having said that, he paused slightly, then looked at Brother Yang opposite him with a serious expression.

And in a place that the two of them could not see, at an inconspicuous stall, a vendor picked up a palm-sized, compass-shaped object, glanced at it casually, then looked at the second floor of the restaurant. His smile became even brighter, and he shouted even harder.

The scholar named Yang, or Yang Jiamo, originally wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the river.

He didn't know whether there really were city gods and land gods.

Then, Yang Jiamo shook his head in relief, raised his glass with a smile and drank it all.

"Hahaha, okay, let's drink!"

All of a sudden, the entire territory became lively again, and countless people flocked to the recruitment office.

Then, after a series of twists and turns, he returned to the Great Wall more than a month ago.

"I don't know when I will be able to drink with Brother Yang again. Today, I must have a good drink."

There seems to be nothing wrong with this salvation army occupying the world.

At this point, Yang Jiamo actually no longer had any hope that the Ming Dynasty could defeat the People's Salvation Army.

Tumed and Ligdan Khan, welcome the revenge of his people's rescue army.

"Thank you, brother."

"it is good!"

In addition, there are newly established city god, land god, river god, mountain god temples, etc., which Yang Jiamo also visited.

"Brother Chen is looking for me this time, but..."

"boom!"

Even the vast majority of ordinary people have gradually forgotten that they are the people of the Ming Dynasty. They only remember that it was the People's Salvation Army that allowed them to live a good life.

The scholar named Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his eyes full of complexity.

Regarding this point, Yang Jiamo can tell the people responsibly that this is not possible, but the People's Salvation Army really has mastered supernatural powers.

No matter you are a refugee or a traveling trader.

The one-armed scholar named Yang looked at the person who came and greeted him with a smile.

Afterwards, he ordered people to call in Chief of Staff Wang Sanshun and others, and issued an order to start expanding the army.

Seeing the change in Yang Jiamo's expression, Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh. He picked up the wine glass, clinked it with his, and drank it all in one gulp.

Even the vast majority of people in the entire territory are eager to join the People's Salvation Army and expand the territory.

At this moment, listening to Yang Jiamo's relieved laughter, Chen Mo couldn't help but feel happy for this close friend.

This time, I won’t miss it.”

In the end, he even thought about settling down here and teaching in school as an ordinary poor scholar.

In addition, Wang Shi, Li Shu, and Li Yu each led their own troops across Dongkor, occupied Haiyan, and entered the Tumed tribe of the Qinghai Tatars.

The People's Salvation Army has already developed to this point, so how could it be complacent and remain in hiding?

The Salvation Army had not sent out troops before, simply because the newly occupied areas needed to be governed and new talents needed to be trained.

Now, after such a long period of development, it is sufficient to support the further expansion of the People's Salvation Army.

"Don't you think, my dear brother, that the Salvation Army is a bit too aggressive?

Before the scholar surnamed Yang could finish his words, the scholar surnamed Chen interrupted him with disapproval.

The scholar named Yang poured wine for him personally and said with a smile on his face.

He could naturally see that Yang Jiamo had something on his mind and was alienated from the People's Salvation Army.

"Well, we are brothers, why should we be so formal, Brother Yang?"

The scholar named Chen did not hesitate. He raised his glass and clinked it with the scholar named Yang, then drank it all in one gulp once again.

I heard that the regular army of the People's Salvation Army has nearly 300,000 soldiers, plus the city defense army, auxiliary troops, and the construction corps. The total number is less than a million, but it's not far off, right?

We actually have to recruit soldiers again, it’s really a bit strange.”

"Don't worry, my dear brother. I will take all the matters of your family to heart."

With my physique, I think I can definitely make a name for myself by joining the army.

Originally, Yang Jiamo wanted to gather intelligence on the Salvation Army's territory and then find a way to pass it on to the Ming court.

At the same time, another round of recruiting new soldiers began.

Upon hearing this, the scholar named Yang immediately stood up and bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

Hadn't he anticipated this situation? How could he still be optimistic?

Let these Mongols also taste the suffering that the people of the Ming Dynasty suffered when they were robbed.

"Yes, yes, I was being hypocritical.

"Brother Yang is in a very elegant mood."

Then he said with a little regret:

Wang Erniu was stationed in Zhenluwei to guard against attacks from Ningxia and outside the Great Wall.

"Soldiers, that group of Mongolian dazi burned, killed, looted, and attacked the people in my border areas. They also attacked our rescue army without reason. How should we respond?"

The scholar surnamed Chen did not answer immediately, but directly picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Then he smiled and said:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The lower the social status of people, the more easily they are attracted to this prosperous era, and the more they want to join in and integrate into it.

Outside Gansu Town, Wang Dahu sat on his horse, looking at the 5,000 cavalrymen in front of him with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

Just then, a loud voice suddenly came from the stairs.

"Hey, where are we now?"

Seeing this, the scholar named Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

"Brother Yang has been in Lanzhou for more than a month, so you should know about our harvest, right?

That means three crops per year, and a bumper harvest every season.

"What? Brother Chen is going to join the army?"

And as time went on, he saw more and more miraculous things in the territory of the Salvation Army, and his desire to pass on information and intelligence to the Ming court began to fade away.

In Lanzhou City, at a window on the second floor of a restaurant, a down-and-out scholar with white hair and one arm was looking at the bustling crowd below, feeling filled with emotion.

Whether you are a captured prisoner or a spy from other forces, you will be deeply attracted here and eventually join in.

The scholar named Yang felt that he was quite tall, but when he stood in front of passers-by, he looked small and frail.

Come, I'll treat you this time, and you and I won't leave until we're drunk."

"Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

We have absolutely no worries about food now.

A mere million troops are enough to support them.

What's more, people all over the world are still suffering. Since we are in the name of the People's Salvation Army, we must save the people, right?

How could the Ming Dynasty occupy the entire vast territory with only 300,000 regular troops?

Therefore, he had mentioned to Chen Mo, intentionally or unintentionally, his desire to teach.

"Eh~? You're being polite again, aren't you?"

However, now, the sudden large-scale recruitment of soldiers by the People's Salvation Army instantly shattered his little bit of luck.

"Don't you want to teach? I found a job as a teacher for you in Lanzhou Primary School."

The scholar named Chen sat down opposite the scholar named Yang, and the chair immediately groaned as if it could not bear the weight.

"Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

But during the visit, he gradually became hesitant, and he had to admit that under the rule of the Salvation Army, the people's lives were much better than before.

"Uh"

However, he had developed some true Qi after all, so he did not die immediately, but just fell into a coma.

During this month, Yang Jiamo visited many places, including bustling cities, countryside, etc.

He knew people who had lived in their Salvation Army territory.

Yang Susheng paused for a moment as he raised his glass, then a look of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he spoke casually.

The people's salvation army led by Wang Dahu is indeed powerful, invincible and unstoppable.

"Okay, then I'll thank you first!"

However, relying on the keen perception gained from practicing true qi, he did discover that there were some special auras of power in these temples of city gods, land gods, mountain gods and river gods.

"Brother Yang, we hit it off right away. We can be described as close friends regardless of age. After I leave, I hope you can take care of my wife, children and parents when you have time."

For a moment, the scholar named Yang was speechless.

They were happy and proud to be the people of the Salvation Army and the subjects of the dynasty.

Let’s not talk about Yang Jiamo’s subsequent teaching and Chen Mo’s journey to join the army.

After completing a new round of military expansion and preparation, the dynasty began to mobilize troops. Wang Dahu went north to plunder the Tatar Tumed tribes, mainly the young and strong, so as to bring them back to build the territory of the People's Salvation Army.

Although Chen Mo has a strong build, is two meters and two meters tall, and is as sturdy as an iron tower.

It’s not that the People’s Salvation Army didn’t expand, it’s just that they were not prepared before.

The scholar named Chen looked indifferent.

All qualified recruits will be transferred to the regular army of the People's Salvation Army.

However, Wang Dahu and his 5,000-strong army of rescuers seem to be too bloodthirsty, and it is unclear whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

But considering the evil deeds of the Tartar army, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this.

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