"Kill, kill, kill"
On a slope, hundreds of people were seen practicing. These were recruited village warriors.
There is a drill every week, and nothing complicated is taught. It is just a warm-up run around the outside of the village, which lasts about five or six miles.
Then the swordsman practices the three axes of cutting up, picking down, and closing the sword.
The spearman thrust out and retracted his spear at the straw man.
This cloth armor plus a large cotton coat weighs more than thirty kilograms, and any unnecessary movement is a waste of energy.
All you need to do is to familiarize your muscles with a few simple thrusting and pulling movements so that you can react naturally. The rest is to eat well, drink well, sleep well, and train your physical fitness.
Now these local heroes are carefully selected, but Han Xi is not satisfied.
These local warriors put on twenty-five or six kilograms of cloth face armor and five or six kilograms of cotton-padded clothes and started to pant after walking a few steps. How can they fight like this?
On the school field, all the village heroes worked very hard, because Han Xi said that as long as they ran around the village twice wearing cloth armor and large cotton clothes, they would be directly sent to become official members of Heifeng Village, and they would be given one stone of food per month. There will be meat for every meal.
As for why we should cultivate these thin warriors with little fighting ability, we should not directly recruit imperial soldiers.
This field needs people, so Han Xi recruits these people to form a community of interests!
Of course, Han Xi can also summon everything directly, and he can also summon system farmers for farming.
Peasants only need thirty empires each, and Han Xi can make a thousand of them in one day's work, and a township in seven or eight days.
However, this made Han Xi feel a little unreal. It was the combination of old and young that made him feel that this was a real world.
While Han Xi was thinking about it, a village party member quickly approached and reported, "General, that Wang San came here again, this time he brought a group of people with him, and he is now on our vegetable plot."
"Oh!" Han Xi was stunned for a moment. This Wang San came three or four times, but he always got past him.
This is my first time bringing someone here.
"Go over and have a look." With that said, Han Xi led the people down the mountain.
On a vegetable field at the entrance of the village, a group of seven or eight big, muscular men laughed happily. They picked up a cucumber from a basket and brought it to the ditch. They washed off the dirt on the melon and started eating it.
"No, no, what should I do if the general blames me?" Several old farmers became anxious when they saw that these big men ate half a basket of cucumbers in just a while.
But how could these old farmers stop these tall and powerful men?
"Not to mention this melon, it's crispy, sweet, and delicious." A big man said expressionlessly.
"Hehehehe! If King Chuang likes it, I will ask Brother Xi to prepare a few baskets for us to take back later." Wang San said with a smile, as if these melons belonged to him from his tone.
"Yeah!" The big man known as King Chuang, Gao Yingxiang, nodded.
Gao Yingxiang looked at the white cabbage field in the field and was amazed. He didn't know what those green leafy vegetables were.
This Han Xi is really capable. It's already mid-November, it's already winter, and he can still grow so many vegetables.
When this dish was brought to Yan'an Mansion, it was said to be more valuable than grain.
No wonder he refused to come despite repeated invitations.
Gao Yingxiang thought that if he had such a piece of land, he would probably not miss Shu.
Of course, what Gao Yingxiang didn't know was how much cow dung Han Xi rubbed with his hands in order to make the vegetables grow longer.
"It smells so good! This is the taste of beef!" One of the big men suddenly said.
The big man's words attracted a crowd of people. Everyone smelled it carefully and immediately smelled a strong fragrance, which made everyone swallow their saliva.
Although there was no shortage of wine and meat after the rebellion, most of them were boiled and eaten with at most some salt added, but it only had a meaty taste.
When has anyone ever smelled such a fragrance?
"Let's go into the village and have a look." Gao Yingxiang waved his hand and led a few men to the entrance of the village, leaving only a few old farmers with sad faces.
Gao Yingxiang was originally a horse thief and not a kind person, so he naturally didn't care about the reactions of a few old farmers.
However, when the group of people arrived at the village entrance, they were blocked by ten Imperial spearmen. These Imperial spearmen were recruited during the last attack. At this time, they were wearing more than one piece of cloth weighing five or six kilograms.
Outside these spearmen, there is also a set of cloth armor jointly made by a blacksmith shop and a textile factory.
The newly made cloth armors are all in Ming army style.
Only the spearmen of the ten noble-level small flag officers are different. The small flag officers are wearing fine cloth armor. From a distance, they look like a Ming army general.
At this time, Gao Yingxiang was a little surprised, because the ten spearmen guarding the road at the entrance of the village looked too much like the army.
From his behavior and the aura he exudes.
Gao Yingxiang, who has been hanging around the border all year round, can be sure that the ten people in front of him are elites in the army, and they may not be the servants raised by the generals.
This made Gao Yingxiang become vigilant, wondering if this was a trap for him. You must know that he was also quite famous in the Yan'an area at this time.
This possibility is very high.
Thinking of this possibility, Gao Yingxiang looked at Wang San who was shouting in front with an unkind look, and at the same time told the other people to be on alert. The situation was not right and they should retreat immediately.
"I'm telling you, your general has to give me some face here. Who are you? You dare to block our way." Wang San spat.
He completely didn't notice that Gao Yingxiang and others behind him were slowly retreating.
When Wang San saw that he had said so much, the flag officer wearing armor in front of him was unmoved and immediately became angry.
Wang San took a few steps forward and tried to push the person in front of him, but when the person didn't push him, he took a few steps back and almost fell down.
"Good guy, your third master will definitely want you to look good today," Wang San spat into his hand and then shouted.
"Ahhhh~~~"
Wang San rushed towards the spear flag officer with all his strength, but the spear flag officer only turned slightly sideways and Wang San was thrown into the mud.
"Ouch!" Wang San fell down on the muddy road and cried out in pain.
"You, you, just wait for me, this matter will never end." Wang San, who was in pain from the fall, threatened. Just as he was about to get up, he saw an extra pair of feet in front of his sight and looked up.
Then he saw Han Xi's figure, followed by hundreds of people.
Han Xi glanced at Wang San lying on the ground and immediately felt funny. Then he looked at the big man running into the fields in the distance and felt a little weird.
I don’t know why these people saw their group of people running towards them, turned around and ran away. Now, in such a short time, everyone had run hundreds of meters away.
"Why did the people you brought escape?" Han Xi asked doubtfully.
Wang San was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then turned around and saw Gao Yingxiang's shadow anywhere.
"This?" Wang San was stunned.
What is this scenario?
Why did you leave him and run away without saying a word?
Also, why are you running?
