Thinking of this, the officer called five sergeants and gave some low-spirited instructions. Then he shouted to Zhou Bao: "You spy, if your fortune is good, I won't kill you. I will go to the camp and tell the difference with the general." "
Zhou Bao said hurriedly: "Master Jun, I am really not a spy, I am really an Orion."
Those sergeants rushed forward with curses, grabbed him, and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, come with us." Zhou Bao was still struggling, but the rest of the men had already drawn their guns and forced him over. Zhou Bao had no choice but to obey. Seeing that he was obedient, the sergeants also knew that he was a hunter and not a spy, so they did not tie him up. They just took the wrapped bow and asked Zhou Bao to carry it on his back. They each carried a long spear, short knife and quiver. Take him to the direction of Xingyuan.
Although Zhou Bao has little experience, he is calm, resolute and quite intelligent even though he hunts all day long. Seeing what he just looked like, that officer must be greedy for his good leopard skin. The escort boys look like they are not very good people. If they arrive at the camp and report the spies directly, then the general may not be able to deal with him. Maybe his life will be dealt with in a mess. . You have to find a way to escape with your life
Zhou Bao was thinking as he walked, but he was too slow. A sergeant was impatient and slapped Zhou Bao on the butt with his rifle, scolding: "You bastard, you made grandpa run dozens of miles more, why don't you hurry up!"
Zhou Bao was in pain and took a few steps quickly. He dared not speak out in anger for fear of suffering an immediate loss. Despite this, those people kept beating and scolding them along the way, and Zhou Bao was filled with rage.
After walking nearly five miles, we arrived at a mountain. After passing this mountain, we saw a flat plain ahead to Xingyuan. If we didn't run, it would be too late. The five officers and soldiers had been lying in wait all night, and they were tired and tired after walking the five-mile mountain road. He ordered Zhou Bao to stop and let the others rest.
When Zhou Bao took a peek, there were only two people beside him, each with a waist knife, and one of them had a bow and arrows on his back. The other three people were sitting lazily about a foot away. Look at this mountain. I have climbed it before. Although there is no road, you can reach the town by climbing over the mountain.
Zhou Bao was bold and careful this time, so by chance, he punched the man on the right with his right hand. The man was caught off guard and fell on his back. Zhou Bao had already grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist with his left hand, and smoothly turned it around. Crack it on the head of the person on the left. The man was confused and dead.
When the man fell, Zhou Bao pulled off the quiver with his right hand, turned around and ran up.
The three people heard the noise and looked up. Zhou Bao had already ran two feet away. The three of them jumped up and chased after them with their guns drawn. The man who was knocked down by Zhou Bao's fist took a long time to stand up unsteadily, cursed loudly, pulled off his partner's waist knife, and then chased after him.
Zhou Bao ran a hundred feet away to see if he was approaching the edge of the forest. When he looked back, he saw the three soldiers, less than five feet behind, chasing him and scolding him. But reluctant to give up. Zhou Bao ran and took off his bow. When he took out the arrow and looked at it, it was an iron-headed withered feather arrow. With great joy in his heart, he suddenly turned around and stood still, with his bow and arrow drawn. When he saw a person approaching recently, he shouted: "Look at my magic arrow." He loosened his finger and an arrow flew out, heading straight for the person's chest.
The sergeant was chasing after him when he heard a shout and saw an arrow flying towards him. He tried to dodge, but he missed it in time. The arrow hit his chest, and he fell to the ground with a howl.
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The other two sergeants were furious when they saw Zhou Bao shoot down a companion. Seeing how close they were, they rushed towards him with their guns drawn. Zhou Bao fired his second arrow. At this time, the distance was only 5 feet. Wherever he could escape, the sergeant on the east side was also shot over. The sergeant on the west side is also a veteran of many battles. Extremely brave, he threw his spear smoothly, drew his sword, and rushed forward.
Zhou Bao dodged the spear, dropped his bow and arrow, and responded with a waist knife. The two of them were at the edge of the forest, their lives at stake. Although this soldier is not very skilled in martial arts, he is very experienced in fighting in battle formations. Every time he cannot escape, he will trade one life for another. He is extremely vicious. Zhou Bao was willing to confront him, but often hid first. Even so, it only took twenty moves, and the sergeant was slashed on the back by Zhou Bao. Falling to the ground. Zhou Bao stepped forward and slashed hard, cutting off the head.
The sergeant who came after him saw the two fighting and rushed over with all his strength. When he got close, Zhou Bao had already taken his companion's name, turned around and ran away in fright. Zhou Bao sneered and cursed: "You bastard, I'm looking for death, but I can't let you go." He raised his bow and arrow, and shot the arrow. The man fell down in response to the arrow.
Zhou Bao felt relieved when he saw that he had killed all the sergeants. He walked over, reported the knives and spears of several people together, and ran over the mountain to the town.
When I came down the mountain, I hid the weapons and looked at my body. Fortunately, there was no blood. He took his bow, arrows and packages and entered the town. Looking at this town, almost every house was closed, and there were almost no people on the streets. When I arrived at the grocery store I had been to before, the door was tightly closed, and I couldn't help but feel miserable in my heart.
I had no choice but to knock on the door. After knocking for a long time, someone inside asked in a trembling voice: "Who is it? I'm closed here. Go somewhere else!"
Zhou Bao heard the voice of the shopkeeper and said hurriedly: "Shopkeeper, I am a hunter from the mountain. I have been here before. Please open the door. I want to change something."
The shopkeeper sounded familiar to Zhou Bao's voice, so he opened the door a crack and said to Zhou Bao: "Where is there anything else? It's valuable. They've all been robbed by soldiers. What do you want?"
Zhou Baodao: "Shopkeeper, I have a few pieces of leather here. I want to change them for some paper, pen and ink. I wonder if I still have them?"
The old man looked at Zhou Bao and said, "They snatched these things and it was useless, but they didn't waste them and kept them."
The old man let Zhou Bao into the house and found a lot of paper, pen and ink. Zhou Bao took out three skins, but the old shopkeeper only left one fox skin. He said that was enough and gave all the paper, pen and ink to Zhou Bao.
Zhou Bao wrapped it up in a package, resigned from the old shopkeeper, left the town, found the place where he hid the weapons, and took the weapons. He could no longer take the official road and made a big circle through the mountains. There were many things and it was not easy to get them. After only walking for four hours, it was almost midnight before we returned to the villa.
Zhou Xing waited until the third watch of the night, Kong Zi was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Going back and forth inside and out. I don’t know how many times I went around, but I couldn’t help but regret letting Zhou Bao come out.
At this moment, there were sudden sounds of footsteps outside, and Zhou Xing rushed to the door in two steps. When I looked, a man had already entered the yard. He was carrying something in his hands and his steps were heavy, even a little staggering.
Zhou Xing stepped forward to pick it up, but the man threw the things in his hand into the courtyard and said, "We're home now. I'm exhausted."
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Zhou Xing heard the clanging sound, and heard Zhou Bao talking, and asked hurriedly: "What is that? Why are you back so late?"
Zhou Bao waved his hand and walked straight into the house. When the two of them arrived, Zhou Bao sat down on the bed, took off his baggage, threw it to Zhou Xing, and said, "It's all here."
Under the bright pine light, Zhou Xing saw that Zhou Bao was sweating profusely and his face was full of exhaustion. He unpacked his bag and asked hurriedly: "Why is it so late? Isn't the journey going smoothly?"
Zhou Bao took a few breaths, wiped his face with his sleeves, and then told Zhou Xing the whole day's story. When he heard the critical moment, even though Zhou Bao was already sitting in front of him, Zhou Xing was still frightened. After Zhou Bao finished speaking, Zhou Xing was filled with guilt: "Thank God, I'm safe at last. If something happens to you, I, Zhou Xing, will be a big sinner."
But Zhou Bao said: "Brother, what are you talking about? I, Zhou Bao, am a rough man. I usually hunt more dangerously than this one. This is nothing. As long as my trip is not in vain, I am worthy of Xingdi's trust. Don't Having said that, let’s take a look at what’s coming.”
Zhou Xing opened the bag and saw the paper and ink. Although the paper was rough, it was thick. The thick stack was eight inches long. There were a few ink cartridges and pens scattered nearby, and two leather bags under the baggage. Zhou Xing took the paper, ink and pen and wrapped the leather still. Zhou Bao was really tired, so he didn't say much. He took the baggage and went back to sleep.
Zhou Xing took out some paper, cut it into sixteen pieces with a knife, and packed away the swords and guns outside before going to rest.
The next day, Zhou Xing got up early, looked at the swords and guns, and felt very happy: We were going to hold group training now, and Zhou Bao got these weapons. Although they were not enough, they were a good start.
After breakfast, the children began to come to class. They were all in high spirits and handed Zhou Xing the chicken feathers they had picked as a treasure. By the time the children arrived, there were already a lot of chicken feathers of various colors on the table. Zhou Xing still gave lectures to the Mathematical Olympiad class first and reviewed in the key classes. Then arrange for Zhou Hui to teach new characters to the juniors. I ran back to the house, ground the ink, sharpened the chicken feathers with a knife, dipped the ink in it, and tried to write on the paper. Although the chicken feathers are too thin and difficult to grasp, the written characters are small and unique. Zhou Xing looked at them and felt proud for a long time. He thought to himself: "I don't know how to use calligraphy brushes. Let's use chicken feathers. We are the best in hard-pen calligraphy in the Tang Dynasty. We are the pioneers." Grandmaster, hehe”
With paper and pen, Zhou Xing thought to himself. Except for himself, the child he just taught, he knew a few words in this villa. From now on, the affairs of the villa will be according to his own plan. Whether it is Baojia group training, The entrance and exit of public warehouses and the division of fields must all be in charge of themselves. At present, there are few people and things are simple, so they can cope with it. In the future, when there are more people in the villa, there will be a need for a few assistants to help with the accounting documents. It seems that these disciples of my own, It is better to train them quickly. When the time comes, I will hand over these writing and general affairs to them, so that I can concentrate on training, planning and development, and then I can make a breakthrough in the world.
In the following days, while teaching, Zhou Xing took a few older disciples with him, and met with several family heads. First, he counted the population of each family, compiled a register, and counted the old residents of the village. Zhou, Wang, and The Chen and Zhou clans have a total of 47 households, and there are five single households with a total of 332 people. The new villagers have a total of 17 households with 83 people.
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Zhou Xing and several family heads divided the village into Liujia according to the number of young people. Among them, Wang, Chen, Zhou Zhou, uncles Zhou and Zhou, and the new man surnamed Huang, named Huang Hai, were divided into Rokko's armor is long. Each family has a healthy population, and the ages of men and women are registered one by one. Then the land was measured and distributed according to the book, and recorded in the eucalyptus.
This public warehouse will be where the village's major financial and food matters will be held in the future. Everyone unanimously elected Uncle Zhou to be the manager, and Zhou Xing took charge of the accounts. The new money and food relief was handled by the new Zhang Jiang, in collaboration with Uncle Zhou and Zhou Xing.
The incoming and outgoing of money and grain is inherently cumbersome, plus the statistics and payments of each household, the measurement and registration of land, and the division of new land. It took more than ten days of busy work to complete.
Although the new villagers' new houses are simple and crude, they can provide shelter from wind and rain, and they also have food relief. People's hearts are at peace. When the new fields were divided, they couldn't wait for it. Every family would leave early and come back late to open up wasteland and plant crops according to the land boundaries. The whole village is a busy scene.
Zhou Xing also informed everyone that new villagers, no matter what their family conditions are, all those under the age of 11 will be sent to the school to study. The newly arrived villagers had long heard about this plan, which was Zhou Xing's handiwork. They were both grateful and admired, and this request was of great benefit to them without any harm. There is no reason to be reluctant. As a result, seven or eight more children were added to the school. Looking at the growing team, Zhou Xing felt a little tired again, but he felt very comfortable seeing the children working hard every day. Under the leadership of several older children, they were eager for knowledge and extremely eager to learn.
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
Seeing that more than a month has passed, this method of protecting armor and public renting and public land, due to the simplicity of the villagers and the great help of the family heads, although there are inconveniences and rudiments, Zhou Xing and all the armor leaders worked together to perfect them one by one. , Now the operation of the three laws is gradually becoming regular, and the rules and regulations are complete. In the villa, whether it is newly opened wasteland or old fertile fields, the crops are growing in excellent condition. The villagers looked at it and felt happy in their hearts. They must have a good harvest in two or three months. Life in the mountains should be worry-free.
On this day, after school, Zhou Xing asked Zhou Hui and others to notify several A-level leaders to go to the school to discuss matters after dinner. Several commanders knew that Zhou Xing had something to say to him, so they didn't dare to neglect him. After dinner, they came to the school one after another. Zhou Xing and Zhou Bao ordered Song Ming to sit down in the school hall and invited everyone to sit down.
As soon as Uncle Zhou sat down, he couldn't help himself and said: "Master, the first three of the four methods you mentioned at the beginning have all worked. Why is there still no movement in this group training method?"
Zhou Xing said with a smile: "Second uncle, why should I be impatient? Today is not just for everyone to discuss this matter."
Uncle Wang and Huang Hai also smiled and nodded, saying: "After these three methods are implemented, our villagers, whether they are new or old, are convinced and their hearts are at peace. We are really waiting to see what the rules of Master's group training method will be. "
Zhou Xingdao: "This group training method is also to protect the land of our manor. We have drawn up some rules. Today we invite everyone to discuss them."
It turned out that although Zhou Xing knew the word regiment training, he didn't know how it was organized. After thinking hard, he had to combine the little knowledge he had about military training with Wang Anshi's rural soldier organization in the Song Dynasty and what he had seen in movies and TV in the past. The organizational methods of the militia and the guerrillas were mixed together to create such a set of disparate regulations.
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This regiment training is divided into three levels: the first level is regimental bravery. All young people in the village aged 18 to 35 must participate. There is one deputy each, and they are in charge of one team during drills. When arranging for battle, the squad is a whole. The squad leader and squad deputy are on separate sides and lead the entire squad. Four squads form a capital, with one Du Zheng and Du Yong each, and two Du Yong, who are responsible for guarding the Du Zheng and Du Fu. The four capitals are one post, the three posts above it are one battalion, and the three battalions are one regiment. There are currently few people, and the number of posts and above is temporarily undecided. We will talk about it later.
