Once the chores are arranged, the next step is the top priority.
The truth is only within the range of the cannon!
Zhang Sheng believed in it.
In fact, China's ancestors have already summarized this sentence, and it is more subtle and more thought-provoking.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!
Now, although there is no cannon, it is impossible for me to make that thing in a short period of time, but the spear can be substituted, and the horse's hoof can also be substituted.
As long as he has a strong army in hand, no matter where the spear reaches or the horse's hooves pass, the ant thief will still be an ant thief.
Strengthening the army is now the top priority in the valley, the top priority!
"Uncle Fu, from now on, all people in the valley, as long as they have touched a bow and arrow and are able to draw it, under the age of forty-five, whether they are servants or old soldiers, will be placed under your control. All the people captured from Liu's Wubao The horses will also belong to you." Zhang Sheng looked at Sun Fu and warned him.
Archers are a rare unit, and they are also a deterrent at this moment. If they are used well, they can change the outcome of a battle at critical moments. Zhang Sheng puts them at the forefront.
Sun Fu, a man born as a hunter, had first-class archery skills. Those who were able worked hard, so Zhang Sheng was the first to find him.
Sun Fu nodded.
"Uncle Fu, to integrate these manpower, you have two things to do. First, strengthen training, and focus on archery and riding skills. Secondly, send the sentinels ten miles outside the valley, arrange the manpower, patrol and set up hidden sentries. Cooperate."
Zhang Sheng did not want to fight a battle that was caught off guard.
"I know, Ah Sheng." Uncle Fu agreed.
"Azhong, from the fifty people last time, two hundred people were selected as captains. The rest were sent to Uncle Shan, Lao Niu and Mazi's team, starting from the captains. In addition, you select two more people from the valley. One hundred people are required to be under the age of forty-five to form a group. You will be the leader of the group and lead them to intensify their training." After Uncle Fu made arrangements, Zhang Sheng approached his brother.
In the attack on Liu's Wubao, the men led by Yu Zhong should take the lead, and now is the time to make good.
At that time, they were allowed to start from the captain level only if they could win after the war. However, Zhang Sheng suddenly changed his mind and asked them to start from the captain level.
Without it, you would be short of people!
People who have been baptized by blood and fire are more comfortable to use than some raw melon and eggs.
"I know, brother." Yu Zhong agreed.
After selecting the two elites, there is nothing left to say.
Zeng Niu and Yang Mazi each took charge of their original leaders, and the missing people were made up from the servants and common people who came with them. Of course, Zhang Sheng also set an age limit, forty-five years old.
Elite soldiers are the way to go in the future.
In this era when people dare to call themselves "old men" at the age of forty, these people have been in decline due to food constraints for many years. After their forties, Zhang Sheng wants to control his age to forty, but he is afraid of this Once the line is drawn, the number of people in the team is too small, so we can only raise the age limit by five years. Therefore, we can only raise the age limit slowly in the future.
After selecting the elite soldiers, of course there must be auxiliary soldiers.
"Uncle Shan." Zhang Sheng approached this fellow countryman who was nearly fifty years old and climbed out of the pile of dead people together.
"A Sheng, your order." Ding Shan responded, straightening out his hair.
"Uncle Shan, from now on, you will have to work hard to shoulder the burden of logistics. After they have selected the people, the remaining people, who are not more than fifty years old, will be under your command. In addition, there are also those young and healthy people who have labor force. The soldiers will also be put under your command to form a whole army. If there are not enough people, you can choose from among the people."
As the saying goes, before the soldiers and horses are moved, food and grass go first. Zhang Sheng still feels that leaving the logistics in the hands of his own people can make him feel more at ease.
Dingshan nodded in agreement.
There are nearly two thousand people in the valley now. Selecting these nearly one thousand people is basically the limit, and it can be regarded as all the people are soldiers.
After explaining the matter of Dingshan, the issue of army deployment is finally over.
Zhang Sheng silently looked at everyone present. Some people had nothing to do with him, some had excited faces, and of course, some had disappointed eyes. He took in everyone's expressions one by one.
"Brother Zhou!" Zhang Sheng thought for a moment, looked at Zhou Chuang sitting aside and shouted.
When they met this man for the first time, he was scarred by Mrs. Liu's torture and covered in blood. Zhang Sheng did not judge his age. Later, after some small talk, he found out that he was only twenty-two. However, with that Chinese-character face covered with green beards and the scar shaped like a crescent moon, he looked like a man over thirty years old, and he looked a little anxious.
"Here!" Zhou Chuang, who was always prepared, finally waited for the expected greeting, stood up and answered loudly.
"Haha, Brother Zhou, sit down and talk." Zhang Sheng raised his hand and pressed down, indicating that he should sit down, and then continued: "Brother Zhou, bring your original brothers. In addition, I have a few old brothers, just enough. Sanshi, you can be my personal guards. You will be the captain. From now on, my safety will be entrusted to you. How about that?" After Zhang Sheng asked, he looked at the man beside him with a smile.
Zhang Sheng always felt that Zhou Chuang had good abilities, and he wanted to take him with him to train him. Of course, the two of them had only met for less than two days. Although he had entrusted his safety to the other party and was gambling, he still wanted to gamble.
Because he always felt that this person could exchange his own freedom for the opportunity to avenge his brothers, and his character should not be too bad.
This bet, if the bet is really right, maybe this week can bring you unexpected joy?
After hearing Zhang Sheng's words, everyone in the cave had different expressions, worried and surprised at the same time, especially Yu Zhong, who looked at his elder brother but hesitated to speak.
"Well, Langjun, from now on, as long as Chuang is alive, no one will hurt Langjun at all." Zhou Chuang left his seat and knelt down on one knee, saying his promise in a deep voice.
Yu Zhong had to swallow the words he wanted to say but stopped.
"Hahaha, Lao Chuang, brothers don't have to be like this in the future." Zhang Sheng stood up and helped Zhou Chuang back to his seat.
With everything arranged, today's proceedings are generally over.
Out of courtesy, Zhang Sheng glanced at everyone and asked aloud, "Everyone, this is the general arrangement for Gu Zhong from now on. If anyone has any additions or objections, let's discuss it."
Everyone looked at each other, but no one said a word.
Zhang Sheng's eyes swept across everyone's faces again, and stopped on Uncle Qiao's old face. He saw hesitation on his face, and he couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Qiao, is there anything else you don't know about?"
"No, the old man has nothing to do. Just, just, so that Lang Jun knows. The old man is thinking that it is spring now. Although we still have some grain, it is not an option to just sit back and eat nothing." Although Uncle Qiao said He said no, but as a farmer who had been farming for most of his life, his heart was very honest and he couldn't help but say what he was thinking.
Uncle Qiao mentioned what he was thinking, and everyone suddenly realized that it seemed like this. Xiaoshuai had arranged everything, except for the grain that everyone relied on to survive!
"Uncle Qiao's question is a good one, but we will not consider it for now and will discuss it later. Of course, Uncle Qiao has given us a good start. In future discussions, everyone can learn from Uncle Qiao and speak freely. As long as it's for the good of the valley, you can talk about it and discuss it. Okay, that's it for today's discussion."
Zhang Sheng fully praised Uncle Qiao, an old man, and proposed to learn from Old Man Qiao in order to slowly mobilize their subjective initiative, but did not answer Old Man Qiao's question.
Everyone could only leave with excitement and confusion.
Zhang Sheng watched these figures leave, but he was a little irritated by the last question that Uncle Qiao asked.
Millet? Of course it was also his focus. When he stood at the mountain pass earlier, this was the first thing he paid attention to.
In this rubble-strewn mountain, there is some land that can be grown locally if you make do with it. However, Zhang Sheng is really worried that if you plant chestnut grains now, you may not be able to harvest as many seeds as you sow. …
