The 21st Cavalry Regiment of the Qin Army, this regiment is a typical Qin Huns cavalry regiment. Eighty percent of the whole group are from the Huns, and the rest are from the Qin and the mountains.

"Have you heard?" a Qin army gunner sergeant said to a Xiongnu sergeant next to him. They are lining up for dinner in company order.

"What?" Sergeant Hun said.

"Some actions need to be taken from above. It is said that a soldier training school is to be established. The whole regiment must participate and learn cultural knowledge. Only by graduating from there can you continue to stay in the army. If you can't do this." Shook his head and said.

"Leave the army?" the sergeant asked.

"Yes, that's it, this order seems to have been issued." The Sergeant Major said.

"This is crazy. This command seems to sound." The sergeant said worriedly.

"Yes. For ethnic minorities, you have to learn more words and be able to write. This is the basis. If you have such a basis, you can report some special skills, such as guns, mechanical maintenance, and telegraph communication. Talent. Obviously you have more things above. This is an opportunity." The Sergeant Major said.

"After you learn this. You can raise more salaries." The Sergeant Major said.

"But, this. We may not learn it," the sergeant said.

"This is an order. If you can't execute the order well, you have to go home. What I can help you is to let you learn more. Instead of eating for nothing here. Qin Jun does not raise idlers. This is The rules of the army, everyone must learn something, otherwise, it is impossible to stay here. This is an order from above. We must implement it." The sergeant chief said to the sergeant.

"Okay. Sergeant Major, I will learn. It's just that, those words, I don't know them, I will only write my own name, and some numbers. If I were to write a report. Oh my God. It will take me. My fate. I have worked hard to learn cultural knowledge." The sergeant said. In order to be able to enter the Qin Army, he spent a long time learning the Qin dialect. He kept talking to the people of Qin country, and only then learned such words. Unfortunately, he can't write words. He can only say that he knows that if he learns to write, he can be promoted to a higher position and his salary will be doubled. In that case, he can go home and support several children easily, but he must learn these things.

The news spread quickly. Many Hun soldiers and mountain soldiers are very worried. They can buy and use the Qin dialect, so that they can learn to write all at once. This makes many of them worry because they know it. Once he fails to learn, he will be expelled immediately. Retirement has become their only choice.

South Korea, Xinzheng.

"The number of native soldiers is not enough. We still need more native soldiers. We expect to need at least forty native soldiers in the future. We will expand to the entire western continent." Han Shu said.

"My lord, is the expansion of native soldiers too fast? In many places, we have not done well enough. For example, there is a shortage of officers and noncommissioned officers. Whether the current economic development on the western continent meets our needs, If we develop too fast, will it have a big impact on our finances?" Zhang Liang said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Zhang Shi has already explained in the report. The local finance is sufficient to provide us with great financial support, but the local taxation is a bit heavier, but these are not our business." Han Shu said. Speaking of not worrying.

"Yes. King, I think too much." Zhang Liang said.

"Menggla people's finances support our native soldiers. In the local area, we can achieve further increases in our finances through trade tariffs. These taxes have become our important source of income. The trophies have reached Zhang Xiong Island. It will not be very long. In time, the first batch of fiscal revenue will also reach us. Therefore, what we have to do now is to continue to expand our interests on the western continent. These interests are very important to us." Han Shu said.

Zhang Liang nodded. He was thinking about other things. How much influence will the native soldiers have?

In Bangladesh, the Koreans actually control the area. The Menglais are paying their second tax. Taxes are already heavy enough. In order to obtain more luxury goods, the king of Bangla had raised taxes once before, and later also increased taxes once for the purchase of muskets. At the same time, those nobles also increased a lot of taxation. In addition to Korean taxation, many Menglais are already in danger of losing money. But they have no way to stop this.

"What are the Mengla people talking about? Zhang Ye asked the Mengla servant on the side. He is a loyal servant who can meet any needs of others, such as looking for women. The women in Mengla are good, and the women there are beautiful. He They can find them all. If he likes people qi, he can **** them. For example, widows. The local custom is that widows are to be buried. But Koreans don’t care about these at all. They can **** them over. This caused it. Many Mengla people are dissatisfied, but they are only dissatisfied. They dare not vent it. If they resist, the native soldiers patrolling the streets will blow their heads with a musket. Not only that, the native soldiers will Force the Menggla people to do things they don't want to do, such as paying taxes.

Thinking that the native soldiers can get half of the opponent's property after shooting the opponent, this is their spoils. Many Mongolians actively participate in the native soldiers, and native soldiers can change their destiny. With the help of Korean muskets, they can obtain rights that they have never obtained. This is the thrill of killing, which makes them very excited.

"They are cursing the native soldier as the master's dog." The servant said faithfully.

"Haha." Zhang Ye drank the tea water. The tea water was mixed with raw sugar. There are quite a lot of sugar cane in the local area. These sugar cane can get a lot of raw sugar. Some Korean businessmen have already targeted here. They set up a sugar mill here, and Locals were encouraged to grow more sugarcane, but the results were minimal.

"Indeed, the native soldiers are the ferocious dogs in our hands. Are they just saying that the native soldiers are our dogs?" Zhang Ye asked. It seemed that he didn't care at all about the fate of the native soldiers.

"Also. That is." The servant looked at his master with some worry.

"Let's talk. It doesn't matter, I just want to get to know you Mengla people." Zhang Ye said after taking a sip of tea water.

"They are very dissatisfied with the tax payment this time because they have already paid more taxes. However, this time the Koreans still want to pay, so they will have to pay more than double the tax. Many of them have gone bankrupt. They are thinking of ways to sell their homes to pay taxes. Some people discuss their houses, and some discuss their land, but more people don’t have land and they can only sell their wives and daughters. Sons. There are also for sale," the servant said.

"Oh." Zhang Ye didn't expect that a tax collection would trigger such a big reaction from the Menglais. He really didn't expect it. But this made him very happy, because the government has enough fiscal revenue to give them a large tax allowance. You must know that the native soldiers are supported by the Bangladeshi government. Korean businessmen pay only one percent of commercial tariffs. Such taxes are simply insignificant to them, and they also enjoy various privileges. Many Mengla people envy Korean businessmen very much.

"So, do they sell themselves?" Zhang Ye asked jokingly.

"Sell," the servant replied.

"Master, they can sell themselves, mainly someone buys them, they can definitely buy themselves, their wives and daughters have been sold. But what we want these people to do, they will only eat more food." The servant Speaking of.

"No, I think this is an opportunity instead, but I need to go back. I want to discuss things here." Zhang Ye stood up and said. He suddenly realized that this was an opportunity to make a fortune.

In Zhang Guang's private office, several Mengla women went out disheveled. And Zhang Guang was sitting in his chair shirtlessly.

"Damn it. When is it? You are still doing this kind of thing." Zhang Ye said.

"The women here are delicious. And they are endless. There are all kinds of women you want. It's more enjoyable than being a king. We should know how to enjoy." Zhang Guang said excitedly.

"Damn it. Do you know that the military government is levying taxes?" Zhang Ye asked.

"I know. They need more native soldiers. Those native soldiers may not be able to fight. But taxation is absolutely okay. Anyway, they use the money of the Mengla people. We don't care about it at all." Zhang Guang said indifferently.

"Many Menggla people have paid more than twice the tax. Many people have gone bankrupt. They sell themselves to pay taxes. If they don't do this, they will be killed by our native soldiers. In order to survive, They have sold their wives and daughters." Zhang Ye said.

"Oh my god, how many women are there," Zhang Guang said.

"This is not the problem." Zhang Ye said silently.

"The problem is that we can take the opportunity to purchase a large number of slaves. The demand for slaves can be very large now. This is a good opportunity. Bankrupt farmers and a large number of slaves. This is an excellent opportunity." Zhang Ye Speaking of.

"I understand what you mean." Zhang Guang stood up and said. His lower body is still naked. He has always worked like this. Many Koreans like to do this because there are plenty of women here and they are the absolute boss. They have a prominent position.

"Let's start doing it now. Those people can't escape." Zhang Guang said.