Mystery makes me strong

At this time, the land of Jiangnan.

Old Wu is working as an old farmer, and his wife is farming and weaving.

Two people are there, the love is boundless.

You wipe my sweat and I rub your shoulders. It's a hard and happy life.

Wife and children are hot on the kang, it is really a traditional happy life.

Hard work, hard work.

It ends up with a little bit of sweetness.

Then kick your legs, and finally life is over.

Look at your father again.

It turned out to be a scholar.

Right there, reciting poetry right there.

It's still better than Old Wu.

At least without hard work.

But you can also be a talent.

However, the scholar of the land of the south of the Yangtze River still has a high gold content.

After all, the literacy rate is high, and it is not easy to kill it.

At least you can form an association, you can take on lawsuits, you can open a private school, and if you don't be lazy, you can have more than enough food and clothing.

He will be able to drill a little bit, and he can also go to a remote place to become a high-ranking petty official.

And his mother was at home, reading novels about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies.

Wen Rensheng stared at them for a while.

It was really fun to find them.

Some people say, what is so good about ancient history?
Of course it wasn't too bad.

But when I get tired of eating big meals, I naturally think about some small and refreshing days.

Hard work is hard work, but it really relieves fatigue.

Old Wu and Dad lived like this.

It's just that something doesn't seem right.

Wen Rensheng saw something was wrong in advance.

It was originally a good storyless kingdom.

As a result, the two of them lived a small life, and there was an accident soon...

Because the soldiers from the north have come, some villagers from the north have already come here.

"It's not good, the Great Wall has been broken, and the barbarians from the north have been let in!"

"It's the Yankees, someone colluded with the barbarians and came to fight together!"

"It won't work here either."

"Where are you going to hide?"

"I heard that it has already arrived at Beitankou, and it will come down to us in a few months!"

Everyone wailed and turned to flee.

The news brought by the fleeing people immediately broke through the tranquil scenery of the small Jiangnan town.

Old Wu was making two taels of rice wine on the street, cut half a catty of pork head meat, and picked up two sets of large intestines, and was about to go home and make a good cleaning.

As a result, I heard this, so don't mention how depressed it is.

"Damn it, I listened to Xiaoqu, drank a little wine, and ate a small dish. I felt comfortable coming here."

"Good boy, give me this one."

Obviously he thought it was Wenren Shengzheng.

Poor god.

Wen Rensheng was eating hot pot just now, how could he have the time to come up with such a result?

At this time, Ouyang Ling and Wen Rende also hurried over.

There was no intersection between the few people.

Never had.

At this time, he couldn't care less.

Wen Rende said: "What's going on, what's going on, didn't that guy talk about the Kingdom of No Stories?"

"It has not been 20 years since we came here, why is there another story?"

"This is not a story, it's an accident." Old Wu said depressedly.

The wine and meat in my hand are not fragrant.

"Hurry up and go home. My wife doesn't see you as much. Don't scare her."

Then the three of them walked towards Old Wu's house together.

It was a small courtyard at the root of the city wall.

Remote, but also clean.

The only advantage of this small town in the south of the Yangtze River these days is that it is much cleaner.

After all, there are few people, and there are rivers around, so garbage can go directly into the river.

Otherwise, it would be the fate of Ouzhou Middle Ages.

The three talked while walking.

"Are we going to flee?"

"Isn't it funny that we two big aliens are fleeing?" Wen Rende said angrily.

He was still holding a scroll, and he was reciting poems with some teachers and friends just now, and he was enjoying himself.

After coming here for more than ten years, he also learned real ancient poetry.

It's actually not that difficult.

It's easier than doing math problems.

After all, if you do a math problem wrong, you are wrong, and this poem has its highs and its lows.

It can also be listened to if it is made like Xue's big head.

"No, I must resist. I don't want to see blood flow into rivers." Old Wu said directly.

"Then you take the lead, my heart is soft and I don't see blood." Wen Rende shook his head and said.

After speaking, the three of them came to the house soon.

Lao Wu appeased his wife, and discussed with Wen Rende in the yard what to do.

The two also knew some ancient training methods.

"Soldiers mainly focus on morale rather than training. Generally, it is good to practice every five days."

"Pay attention to all kinds of flags, and use flags and music to command advance and retreat."

"Anyway, it's in the hands of the reserve team. Once the order is issued, wait until the team leaves their control,"

"It's basically impossible to get it back, and I can only hope that the grassroots officers can control it."

"Then there is the supervising team. Be ruthless and beheaded."

Old Wu said.

Wen Rende heard it: "Is this still leisure? Isn't this looking for trouble?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I remember that first of all, there must be silver and food to boost morale."

"Secondly, the types of troops to be acquired are more complicated. There are shield soldiers, spearmen, and long-range soldiers. You must not be passively beaten. If you are passively beaten, it will easily collapse."

"Whoever has more long-range projectile weapons will take advantage."

"Even in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, they still paid attention to heavy armor infantry. Shooting the opponent to collapse, and then they paid attention to cannons to break the solid infantry formation."

"At the end of the day, we have to make firearms."

"Weapons can't be made in a short time. It's better to make a wooden shield first and get a soldier to maintain the order in our city."

"But first you need prestige, where does your prestige come from?"

Old Wu thought for a while, then waved his fist: "The ancients worshiped strong men, and they all hoped that the generals would be infinitely powerful. If I have the strength of a thousand catties, can I have prestige?"

Wen Rende nodded: "You can act for everyone and say that you can lift a cow, which will almost gain your prestige."

"Of course before that, you have to get yourself a set of armor."

"Even if it's made of wood, it's better to make it into an iron tank."

"By the way, your strength should be much stronger than that of an ox. Make it into an iron tank, plus fire-proof, gold-proof..."

"One person can break through the centurions at the head."

Wen Rende gave the old man a bad idea.

Anyway, it's not him who charges...

"That way you have prestige."

"Otherwise, if you only have strength, you may be hacked to death by your opponent."

Old Wu also believed his nonsense.

At that moment, he took out 40 taels of silver from his family savings, which was a big heavy box, and Wen Rende quickly gave out 20 taels of silver.

I didn't save much, and I used it for drinking and forming associations.

It's not as good as other people's old Wu.

After all, Lao Wu is a humanoid Zhu Bajie, in this world.

It's just that the work has to be collected, and the neighbors can't be frightened.

Who would have thought that the story would become an accident...

Then the two came to the best blacksmith shop in the east of the city.

Hearing this, the blacksmith quickly shook his head in fright:

"To make a long sword, you can do it if you have silver. To make an armor, that's a rebellion. Zhou Bo can't resist it. How many heads do I have?"

"It's rare for you to know General Zhou of the former Han Dynasty."

"But now that the army is in chaos, we don't make armor, we make iron bulls, yes, iron bulls." Wen Rende was also speechless.

The ignorance of small farmers is fully exposed.

With a knife on his neck, he was worried that building armor would be a rebellious thing.

If you don't build it, the opponent will hack you to death.

"Alright then." For the sake of money, the blacksmith still hesitated to agree.

Iron Bull is just a toy and a gimmick.

It should be fine.

The key is to give more, more than 60 taels, which is a big job.

No need for steel, just pig iron is enough.

This is much cheaper.

That would be impossible with steel.

Steel is too expensive. It can almost be said that ten catties of steel cost one tael of silver.

It's that expensive.

And pig iron is much cheaper.

Then the other party built a set of iron bulls weighing a thousand catties.

The kind up to 100mm thick...

If it is not pig iron but pure steel, it will be at the level of World War II tanks.

Old Wu stared there the whole time.

Feel free to try it out.

Wen Rensheng was amused.

Dad really has a set.

"You don't want to come?" Old Wu put on the Iron Bull Armor, and his whole body returned to walking as a quadruped animal...

From a distance it looks like a monster.

If you charge up, you are really invincible.

Of course, the premise is not to fall into the pit or into the water.

In fact, there are many disadvantages.

The opponent can set fire and pour hot water, dig a deep hole, or use everyone to rush at him.

Press it down.

But I have to say that not many steps can resist the sudden rush.

After all, the front can be red hot, so drill in.

The Iron Bull Armor is finished.

After having the bottom of the box.

Wen Rende inquired about a lot of news.

It was a month or two before the discovery of the barbarian invasion.

At this time, many people in the city have left, but more are still hesitating.

It is very similar to those poor people who stayed in the city when the Qing Dynasty went to the south of the Yangtze River.

I don't know what's going on, there are all kinds of news.

To go or to stay, no one organizes.

The two discussed again in the courtyard.

Wen Rende has organized a team of 120 people.

They are all formed by relying on their past reputation and finding some friends' domestic servants.

The team is not small anymore.

It's just that the team is too loose, and it's because of watching Lao Wu's Invincible Real Iron Bull that they can stay together.

The main reason is that everyone does not want to leave their homes.

Leaving one's hometown is tantamount to starving to death. This is the common sense of people in this era.

"Training, I still can't do it." Old Wu shook his head and said, "I just train some people."

"Speaking of which, I found out that your son and my daughter are all good at it. Zhao Han is also good at it."

"It's just the two of us doing this, without experience, it's a bit troublesome."

"There is no other way, we can only put dead ducks on the shelves."

"Now I can't take a vacation anymore, why don't I just run away?" Wen Rende was still relatively soft.

"That can't be done. A few of us ran away together, but what about these folks? There must be an end."

Old Wu disagreed.

Wen Rende said helplessly: "So we still have to continue to do things."

"That's right," Old Wu finally said to the servants, "Everyone, don't mess around, listen to me, even if we escape, where can we go?"

"Your family is gone. What will you eat after you go out? Where will you live and what will you wear?"

"The people who escaped and died along the way, you saw it!"

Everyone nodded.

What the public lacks are people who make up their minds.

Sometimes, if someone makes up his mind, even if it is a matter of death, he will follow blindly.

Take it as a confession.

"So we must unite, we must unite against those barbarians!"

"Yes, yes, my friend, his ancestor is Xiang Yu, and he has the courage of all men! You have all seen it, and you will definitely be able to live by following him." Wen Rende immediately started to build momentum.

Xiang Yu is really awesome.

After all, it is recorded in official history.

He was able to kill through a team of thousands of people alone, behead hundreds of people, and escape successfully.

And in the end, he committed suicide even if he died. It's not that he can't escape.

Of course, this is also related to the large gap between the armor of ordinary soldiers and generals in the pre-Qin period, especially these high-ranking nobles.

Xiang Yu's weapons and armor should be tempered and made of fine steel.

The horses must have been armored as well.

Under such circumstances, ordinary soldiers, even elites, would find it difficult to kill him.

In addition, he himself is indeed infinitely powerful, strong in endurance, and strong in strength, which is equivalent to Tyson wearing heavy armor and powerful horses. This combination can create miracles.

Wait until later weapons developed.

With heavy crossbows and even firearms, there are very few such generals.

It didn't show up much.

And now Lao Wu can copy this set.

After all, what he is copying now is a humanoid mecha...

Later, for the sake of fame, the two began to lead a team of domestic servants to patrol the nearby streets and cities.

Kill a lot of gangsters and grass bandits who took advantage of the fire.

The reputation of "the god cow was born, and Xiang Yu came again" spread quickly.

On weekdays, there must be problems.

But at this time, everyone is undoubtedly at ease.

After all, they know that the people inside are people they know.

able to rely on.

Those who were beaten to the ground were all gangsters, rogues and thieves.

The reputation soon spread to the county magistrate's ears.

He was quickly spotted by the county magistrate.

Others can run, but the county magistrate cannot.

The county magistrate has the responsibility of guarding the city.

Just ran away, no background, no one to help speak, and will be beheaded afterwards.

The point is that the county magistrate doesn't know the overall situation.

I thought that if the court failed for a while, they could fight back.

The sunk costs are too high.

After 20 years of hard study, it is not easy to get a top three Jinshi in the exam.

From citizenship to official status.

This is a giant leap.

The glorious history of the family tree can be listed.

And he's just starting to get a taste of it.

So the news that he wants the barbarians to invade is false.

Even if it is true, he hopes to keep the county seat.

Waiting for the court to counterattack.

Since we are in troubled times, this kind of warrior with the courage of Xiang Yu has a lot to show for it.

So he personally brought people to invite him, and made an exception to appoint Lao Wu as the acting county captain.

This official position is not small.

For ordinary people, it is a step up to the sky.

Although there is still an agent, as long as you make contributions, you can become a regular.

Or enter the army and be regarded as a hundred by some general.

Soon he began to organize the logistics, and Lao Wu mobilized the yamen servants and the people to prepare drills and supplies for the defense of the city.

At this time, there must be no rebellion.

Everyone has to hold together to survive.

So he agreed, and then started training.

Wen Rende is a guy who talks on paper.

He said: "Since we want to train soldiers, we must play Lao Zhao's tricks, ask for advice, win over cronies, kill white chickens, and drink chicken blood..."

Although this routine is clichéd, there will still be people doing it in the future hundreds of years later.

If it doesn't work, does anyone else do it?

impossible.

Just like praying for God, at least it has a psychological comfort effect.

In many cases, exams rely on psychological comfort. If you have comfort, you will not panic and you will be able to perform at your level.

This is the function of asking God.

It seems that it is useless to materials, but it is enough to be useful psychologically.