"May I take some people with me?" Yang Zhengshan asked.
"Yes. Two Squad Leaders and ten Squad Leaders—you may arrange them as you see fit. After entering the fortress, their household registrations will remain unchanged, while their military registrations will be placed under the Zhenbiao Left Battalion!"
Zhou Lan paused, feeling that she should properly explain her arrangements to Yang Zhengshan.
"Making you a Fortress Official is only a trial. If you can do well, I will ask you to join the Zhenbiao Left Battalion."
"The Tun Fortress I have arranged for you is Linguan Fortress, on the western side of Chongshan Pass, less than ten li from the pass."
"It is an abandoned fortress, deserted ten years ago. Once you arrive, it will need to be rebuilt. As for the Military Households within the fortress, I have already sent people to recruit them."
"With the Hu Cavalry crossing the border this time, many people along the frontier have suffered disaster. We will incorporate them into Military Households to fill the vacancies in the Tun Fortresses."
After listening, Yang Zhengshan nodded. This was a good thing.
A new Tun Fortress meant a fresh start, with fewer entangled interests, making it easier for him to take control.
Moreover, he could bring more than a dozen people with him, which would benefit him even more.
Zhou Lan's arrangements were very thoughtful, especially the part about not changing their household registrations.
The villagers of Yang Family Village were farming households, while the soldiers in the Tun Fortress were Military Households. Compared to the latter, farming households were far better off. If they had to change their household registrations, the villagers of Yang Family Village would likely be unwilling to go.
"The General has considered everything thoroughly. This commoner is boundlessly grateful!" Yang Zhengshan