Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

This great victory, both for the **** and 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 battle last night.

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

It is not until today that everyone realizes that they are so strong that they can easily defeat a bandit several times their own.

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

Don't you know, I stabbed a gangster to the ground with one shot, and then..."

One of the guards vividly described how he fought the enemy bravely. A group of murderous gangsters slaughtered almost like scarecrows in front of him.

This Mr. Wen's name is Wen Sheng. He was originally a fortune-teller on the street, but now he was recruited by Zhang He. He usually teaches the guards how to read.

Wen Sheng couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the escort's words so excited.

"Mr. Wen, do you think something is 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, and shuddered when he faced the neatly arranged swords and shields, and the long spear like a forest.

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

Sir, you have never been to the battlefield. You don't know the oppressive feeling of being pointed at by a whole row of guns, and you can't have the courage to fight at all. "

"So you can win the battle, and your personal strength is only one of them. The most important thing is the coordination of the formation and the 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 in chaos.

If the bandits are in their prime, if you rush up, you will be surrounded by bandits. "

When the guards heard the words, they imagined that if two hundred of them were besieged by 20,000 to 30,000 bandits, thinking about it would make people desperate.

"So in addition to the formation coordination, the most important thing to win this battle is that Mr. Zhang's command is proper.

Zhang Gong first let the cavalry rush the bandit army, and then your guards, as sharp knives, directly inserted into the enemy line from the front, and finally the 5,000 coolies pressed on the entire line.

There were a total of three waves of attacks, interlocking each other, and finally was able to defeat several times the bandit army. "

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

The old man Zhang nodded again and again. He felt at this moment that this Wen Sheng deserved to be a fortune teller, he just had better vision than ordinary people.

Every time I hear others praising his son, I feel happier than others praising him himself. Even if Zhang He is so talented, 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 continued to cast spells to save people, and then used spirit stones to restore mana.

It took a whole day to finally save thirty or forty people's lives. At the same time, more than 20 people lost their lives because the rescue was not timely.

This is impossible. These are serious injuries, and time waits for no one.

After rescuing the people, Zhang He also healed the injuries of the three war horses by the way. One war horse was tens of taels of silver, and there were only 23 horses in Heishui Town.

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

"Look at the dog, we were about to die from this injury, so Young Master Zhang just blew a sigh of fairy air at it."

"Ha, did you only know today that Young Master Zhang is an immortal? I knew it a few months ago.

At that time, I saw with my own eyes that the eldest son of the Wan family made Feijian his envoy, and Young Master Zhang displayed a greater magical power, what was called Lei Lai, and he blew up Young Master Wan to death on the spot. "

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

The content of the chat, of course, was related to Zhang He, and he had been passed on like a god.

That night, a grand celebration banquet was held in Heishui Town. Zhang He brought out the food and invited everyone in Heishui Town to have a feast.

"Sir, all the pensions and rewards have been distributed."

At the celebration banquet, Wei Peng reported to Zhang He with a ledger in his hand. He had been busy all day today and was so exhausted that he didn't even have time to take a sip of water.

"Okay, hard work, sit down and eat some meat."

Wei Peng, as Zhang He's number one literate person, thanked him, sat down beside Zhang He, took a piece of fat and stuffed it into his mouth, filling his mouth with oil.

"Sir, 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 one million catties of grain. If they were mixed with wild vegetables, they 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, so the food was not enough.

In particular, the training of the **** team requires more food. Each person can eat two or three catties of food every day, and the 5,000 coolies also consume a lot of food.

After the tens of thousands of catties of grain seized in this war were used to distribute pensions, the rest of the grain was eaten 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 can eat them one by one.

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

Zhang He waved his hand, indicating to 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~www.wuxiahere.com~ Tonight, he secretly went into the mountain to find a cave and took out the grain.

The next day, Wei Peng organized a group of coolies to follow Zhang He into the mountain. Sure enough, they found an inconspicuous cave filled with food.

After the celebration banquet, more than 10,000 people gathered in Heishui Town again scattered to various hilltops to open up wasteland and build canals in preparation for next year's spring ploughing.

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

However, it was still impossible to make them fully fed. Zhang He really didn't have that much food to supply.

In this battle, a lot of iron weapons were obtained. After being forged by blacksmiths, it should be possible to make all five thousand coolies equipped with spears.

Considering the brutal battles that may lie ahead.

When Zhang Herang the coolies to train, they randomly tied each person's arm with strips of red, yellow and blue cloth.

When marching in line, they will randomly call out a color of cloth, the coolie of the corresponding color on the arm needs to fall on the spot, and the rest must be able to maintain the formation and continue to move forward.

The coolies who can't do it meet the cruel punishment of the prisoner.

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

At the same time, Zhang He sent half of the guards from Heishui Town to disguise them as refugees and go to different places.

These people mainly focus on inquiring about news. If they can control a few gangs of migrants by the way, it will be better.

All the guards under him have practiced "Thirteen Swords of Pursuit of Souls", and now they have achieved small achievements. If they are placed in any refugee gang, they will be masters who will be attracted by others.

The 100 people who were missing in the **** team were recruited from the alternates to make up for it.