Nanshui, Jiang Family Village.
Three families had hung up white cloths, their sons of the Jiang family joined the Nanchun Army and died on the battlefield. Jiang Jucai, carrying a fortune in silver, had had their remains returned, which heightened the enthusiasm for military service among the families.
In ancient times, a fortune generally referred to brass, but a thousand catties was already quite a lot—it was worth the lives of three people.
Moreover, the Nanchun Army had recently conquered four cities, almost swallowing up a third of Nanshui, and their ranks were swelling dramatically. In just a few days, their numbers had soared from less than a hundred thousand to a proclaimed three hundred thousand strong.
When Gu Wen heard this, he didn't think the number was exaggerated, because in chaotic times, there were plenty of people willing to rebel for a bite of food.
