Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Early the next morning, Zhang He called all the refugees together.

"Everyone has seen the bandits that appeared yesterday. In fact, their number is similar to ours. As long as everyone dares to resist, we don't have to be afraid of bandits at all."

Zhang He spoke in an impassioned manner, but everyone below was numb, quiet and unresponsive, and co-authored him to show the blind man.

Since that's the case, he simply didn't go around the corners any more, and made the conditions directly.

"From today onwards, I will organize a **** team, only work half a day every day, and practice the rest of the time.

The guards eat two dry meals a day, each meal is full, and each meal will have a piece of meat. "

It was said earlier that there was no effect for a long time, but now when it comes to eating, especially meat, the refugees immediately get excited.

One by one, they were gearing up and chatting, all seeming to sign up.

"Quiet, the guards are treated well, and they also need to pay equal value. When encountering bandits, you must be able to pick up weapons and fight the bandits.

For those killed in battle, 500 wen will be given as settlement allowance, and the wounded will be given pensions according to their injuries. "

When the group of refugees who were still grinding their fists just now thought that they had to work hard, and recalled the vicious bandits yesterday, they suddenly became silent again.

If you only practice for a while every day, or do more work, even if you get beaten up a few times, everyone is still willing to participate.

But if you fight with the bandits, it's a life-threatening thing, the sword is ruthless, and it's not worth it for two meals.

If everyone couldn't survive before Zhang He was recruited to open up the wasteland, as long as they could have a full meal, it would be no problem for them to work hard.

But now it's different. Now there is food to open up wasteland and farm, so naturally no one wants to work hard.

As long as there is still a way to live, who would be willing to fight for their lives all day long?

"I regestrated!"

In the silence of everyone, a childish voice broke the silence.

It was Fat Tiger who broke free from Magan and pulled his hand, stood up from the crowd, and Magan walked out of the crowd when he saw this.

"I also signed up."

Zhang He has the gift of life for their brothers. Since even Fat Tiger has signed up, he should leave the right of his life to Zhang He, and at the same time, he can take care of Fat Tiger more.

"I'll sign up too!"

At this time, Wei Peng with a goatee also signed up.

He really doesn't know how to farm, and now the only value is literacy, and he is also the only cultural person in the entire team.

However, Zhang He will soon learn to read and write, so his role and status are not so important.

If Zhang He no longer hires him, he can only become a displaced person again, and sooner or later he will starve to death by the side of the road. It is better to fight hard.

Except for these three people, after waiting for a long time, no one was willing to sign up.

Zhang He shook his head and shouted loudly, "All those who join the **** team will be given an additional 20 cents a month in salary."

Sure enough, there must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and at this time, three more people walked out of the team to sign up.

These three are the rich, the pillar, and the stake.

They are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and they are just the age of vigorous blood. Naturally, they are more adventurous and more daring to fight for their lives.

This time, six recruits were recruited. Together with him and Old Man Zhang, there were eight people in total.

If all eight of them are well trained, it is not too difficult to fight one against ten.

In the age of cold weapons, personal force is one aspect, as well as the courage to go all out, and organizational discipline. These are the keys to determining the outcome.

That's the end of today's work, the training will start tomorrow.

The top priority now is to buy some more food, as well as things like swords.

Zhang He greeted the old man Zhang, and rode a jujube red horse to Heishui Town. When he was about to arrive, he put the horse into the space, and then walked into Heishui Town.

He found a blacksmith and planned to build a batch of weapons. Now there are eight people, but only one knife.

This time, he simply ordered everything, and asked the blacksmith to help him build seven large knives and eight spear heads, which cost him a total of nearly three tons of money.

After Zhang He paid the bill, he couldn't help but sigh that money is hard to earn and it's too easy to spend.

After he bought Qixia Mountain, he still had 80 qian money left. During this period of income and expenses, he still had 64 qian money left.

Next, he bought another 200 catties of grain, the same amount of beans and half of the corn, and spent a lot of money.

On the way back, Zhang He rode on his horse and flipped through the book he had obtained from the hall master's arms.

During this period of time, he specially picked out some words from this book every day and asked Wei Peng to teach him.

By now, he can roughly understand the contents of the book.

This book is really a book for practicing martial arts.

Zhang He was most disappointed when he saw the name.

Based on his experience in his previous life, martial arts with such a name are not very powerful. They are generally practiced by little ones, and most of them are dragon-style characters that cannot survive an episode.

Therefore, he intends to take out this sword technique and use it as the basic technique for the guards to practice.

He has read this book many times, and the content in it is not very obscure.

He has mastered the general training method, and he is waiting for the next training.

After returning to the camp, Zhang He gathered all the eight members of the **** team, took out the book "Thirteen Swords of Soul Pursuit" from his arms, and placed it in front of him on a large rock.

"Wei Peng, you are the only one here who can read. You can read this book and read it to the big guys."

Wei Peng took the book. When he read the words on it, his pupils suddenly expanded and his fingers trembled slightly.

"The Thirteen Swords of Chasing the Soul, this... This turned out to be a martial arts secret book!"

Zhang He smiled nonchalantly: "It's just an unpopular book on martial arts. You read it from beginning to end. In the future, everyone in the guards will need to practice this martial art. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Although he could already recognize the words in it, he was still not at ease. He wanted Wei Peng to read it again. He checked the two in his mind to avoid mistakes.

Wei Peng was even more excited when he heard the words. He even had the opportunity to learn martial arts in his lifetime.

He is different from others. He is literate anyway. Martial arts and exercises in this world are extremely rare. Without a certain relationship or status, it is difficult to learn.

Apart from him, the other seven people are all mountain villagers. They have never travelled far in their lives. They are illiterate and illiterate. Naturally, they do not understand the preciousness of martial arts.

It seems that there is an immortal master behind Zhang He, so what he said should be true.

Since Zhang He was so generous and had already given his orders, Wei Peng read the book from beginning to end.

Zhang He made a comparison in his mind, but found no problems.

"Wei Peng, from today onwards, you will follow this book to teach everyone martial arts."

Zhang He instructed Wei Peng, and left alone with a big knife.

He has already read the book "Thirteen Swords of Soul Pursuit", and the first part is even more familiar.

There are only thirteen moves in this sword technique, each one is more powerful and faster than the other.

In other words, the more you practice, the more powerful it will be.

"The first knife, the mountain splitting style!"

Zhang He stood with his feet open, as if a root was born, firmly digging into the ground, holding a knife in both hands, holding it up to the side of his head.

A force rises from the feet, flows through the whole body, and converges on the knife.

"drink!"

With one knife, the log in front of him was broken into two pieces.

Zhang He looked suspiciously at the smooth-cut log in front of him.

Is this done?