Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

This big victory, whether it was for the guards or the coolie army, greatly boosted morale and boosted self-confidence.

Everywhere in Heishui Town, as long as people gather together, they must be talking about the big battle last night.

Regardless of whether he participated in the war or not, he was full of pride at this time.

It is only today that everyone realizes that they are so strong that they can easily defeat gangsters who are several times their size.

"Mr. Wen, this time we won 5,000 against 30,000.

You don't know, I stabbed a gangster to the ground with a single shot, and then..."

One of the guards vividly described how he bravely killed the enemy in the battle. A group of murderous bandits were slaughtered in front of him almost like scarecrows.

This Mr. Wen was named Wen Sheng, who was originally a fortune teller on the street, but now he was recruited by Zhang He to teach the guards how to read.

Wen Sheng couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the guards talking happily.

"Mr. Wen, do you think there is something wrong?"

"If you were placed in the bandit camp at that time, would you still be so brave?"

The team member thought for a while, if he faced the neatly arranged swords and shields, and the forest of spears, he would shudder for a while.

"I thought, I might run away like the other bandits.

Sir, you have never been to a battlefield, you don't know the feeling of oppression when you are pointed at by a whole row of knives and guns, and you can't summon up the courage to fight. "

"So you can win battles, individual strength is only one of them, the most important thing is formation coordination and effective command.

I was also watching the battle from a distance. Before you entered the battle, the cavalry had already rushed through a round, and the bandit army was already in chaos.

If you are a bandit in its prime, you may be surrounded by bandits if you rush up. "

When the guards heard this, they imagined that if 200 of them were besieged by 20,000 to 30,000 bandits, it would be desperate to think about it.

"So apart from the coordination of the formation, the key to victory in this battle is Mr. Zhang's proper command.

Zhang Gong first let the cavalry rush into the bandit army, and then your guards used sharp knives to insert directly into the enemy's formation from the front, and finally the 5,000 coolie army pressed on the entire formation.

A total of three waves of attacks were interlocking, and finally they were able to defeat the bandit army several times. "

When Wen Sheng was chatting with the team members, old man Zhang happened to pass by outside the house and listened to Wen Sheng's words from beginning to end.

Old man Zhang nodded repeatedly when he heard this. He now felt that this Wen Sheng deserved to be a fortune teller, but he had better vision than ordinary people.

Every time I hear others praise his son, I feel happier than others praise him himself. Even if Zhang He's ability is so great, he is still his son, and he has to be called his father.

Therefore, parents in the world will never be jealous of their children's achievements.

In the day after the war, Zhang He kept casting spells to save people, and then used spirit stones to restore mana.

It took a whole day to finally save 30 or 40 lives, and at the same time, more than 20 people lost their lives because of untimely rescue.

There is no other way, these are serious injuries, and time waits for no one.

After saving the people, Zhang He also healed the injuries of the three war horses. Each horse cost tens of taels of silver, and there were only 23 horses in Heishui Town.

At the same time, the news that he used the rejuvenation technique to save people also spread in Heishui Town.

"Look, Gouwa, the injury on our body is about to die at that time, Mr. Zhang just blows a breath of fairy air on it and it will be fine."

"Ha, you just found out today that Mr. Zhang is a fairy, right? I knew it a few months ago.

At that time, I saw with my own eyes the eldest son of the Wan family's royal envoy flying sword, and Mr. Zhang displayed an even greater supernatural power, what is called thunder, and killed Mr. Wan on the spot. "

"It turns out that Mr. Zhang has long been an immortal teacher. He is still so kind to others, and he smiled and nodded at me yesterday."

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Naturally, Zhang He must be involved, and he has been passed down as a god.

That night, Heishui Town held a grand celebration banquet, and Zhang He gave out food, and invited everyone in Heishui Town to have a big meal, the kind that would keep them full.

"My lord, all the pensions and rewards have been distributed."

At the celebration banquet, Wei Peng reported to Zhang He with an account book. He had been busy all day today, and he was so overwhelmed that he didn't even have time to take a sip of water.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, sit down and eat some meat."

As Zhang He's number one cultural person, Wei Peng thanked him, then sat beside Zhang He, picked up a piece of fat and stuffed it into his mouth, making his mouth full.

"My lord, there's not much food in the warehouse, I'm afraid it won't last until next summer's harvest."

The Wan family originally stored a million catties of grain, but if it was mixed with wild vegetables, it would barely be able to feed the original residents of Heishui Town.

It's just that Zhang He later took in thousands of people to open up wasteland, and the food was not enough.

Especially the training of the guards cost more food, each person could eat two to three catties of food every day, and the 5,000 coolie army also consumed a lot more food.

After the tens of thousands of catties of grain captured in this war were used to distribute pensions, the remaining grain was eaten in one meal today.

These tenants are usually so hungry that their chests stick to their backs, and there is no oil or water in their stomachs, so they are all very edible.

"Don't worry about the food for the time being. I have hidden a batch of food on the mountain, and I will organize people to pull it with me tomorrow."

Zhang He waved his hand, signaling Wei Peng not to worry.

The more than three million catties of grain he borrowed in the city last time are still lying in the space. Tonight, he will sneak into the mountain to find a cave and take out the grain.

The next day, Wei Peng organized a group of coolies to follow Zhang He into the mountain, and he found an unremarkable cave full of grain.

After the celebration banquet, more than 10,000 people who gathered in Heishui Town dispersed to various hilltops to open up wasteland and repair canals to prepare for next year's spring plowing.

The 5,000 coolies are still half-cultivating and half-training, but the drill time has been increased from the original one or two hours to half a day, and the food supply has also increased.

However, it was still impossible to feed them completely. Zhang He really didn't have that much food for him.

A large number of iron objects were captured in this battle. After being forged by blacksmiths, five thousand coolies should be equipped with spears.

Consider the brutal battles you might have to fight in the future.

When Zhang He asked the coolies to train, they randomly tied red, yellow and blue cloth strips on each arm.

When marching in line, a cloth strip of a color will be called out at random, and the coolie of the corresponding color on the arm needs to fall down on the spot, and the rest must be able to maintain the formation and continue to move forward.

Coolies who couldn't do it were met with brutal punishment.

Everyone must form a mechanical memory, so that even if their companions fall beside them, they can continue to move forward and maintain their combat effectiveness.

At the same time, half of the guards in Heishui Town were sent by Zhang He to pretend to be refugees and go to different places.

These people mainly seek information, and it would be great if they could control a few refugee gangs by the way.

All the guards under him have practiced "Thirteen Soul-chasing Knives", and now they have made some achievements. If they are placed in any gang of refugees, they will be masters who will be wooed.

The lack of one hundred people in the escort team was recruited from the alternate staff to make up for one hundred people.