Mystery Makes Me Strong

At this time, the land of Jiangnan.

Old Wu is working as an old farmer, and he and his wife are farming while the other is weaving.

The two people were there, loving each other with boundless love.

You wipe my sweat and I rub your shoulders. It's really a hard and happy life.

Wife and children are on the hot bed, it’s really a traditional happy life.

Work hard and reap the rewards.

You get a little sweetness at the end.

Then his legs kicked off, and finally his life ended.

Look at your dad again.

It turned out to be a scholar.

There he was, reciting poems and composing poems.

Still doing better than Lao Wu.

At least no hard work is required.

But you can still become a scholar.

However, the scholarly public in Jiangnan is still very valuable.

After all, the literacy rate is high, so it is not easy to fight out.

At least I can form associations, take over lawsuits, open a private school, and if I don't be lazy, I can have enough food and clothing.

I can work in some camps, and I can also go to a remote place to become a high-ranking official.

And his mother was at home, reading novels about talented men and beautiful women.

Wen Rensheng stared at them for a while.

I found out that they had a really good time.

Some people say, what is so good about ancient history?

Of course it's nothing easy.

However, when I usually get tired of eating big meals, I naturally think about some refreshing days.

Hard work is hard work, but it is a real relief.

Both Lao Wu and Lao Dad lived like this.

It's just that something seems wrong.

Wen Rensheng saw something was wrong in advance.

The promised kingdom without stories.

As a result, the little life the two were living soon turned into an accident...

Because the soldiers from the north were coming, villagers from the north had already come here.

"Oh no, the Great Wall was broken and the barbarians from the north were let in!"

"It's the Yankees. Someone colluded with the barbarians and came together to fight!"

"It won't work here either."

"Where are you going to hide?"

"I heard that it has already arrived at the mouth of Beitani. It will come down to us in a few months!"

Everyone was wailing and turning around to escape.

The news brought by the fleeing people immediately broke the tranquil scenery of the small Jiangnan town.

Lao Wu was drinking 20 grams of rice wine on the street, cutting half a catty of pig head meat, and picking up two pairs of large intestines, and was about to go home and take care of himself.

As a result, I heard this, not to mention how depressed I was.

"Damn it, I'll listen to some music, drink some wine, and eat some side dishes. I'll feel comfortable here."

"Good boy, do this for me."

Apparently he thought it was Wen Rensheng.

What a pity.

Wen Rensheng was eating hot pot just now, how could he have the time to achieve such a result?

At this time, Ouyang Ling and Wen Rende also ran over in a hurry.

Originally, there was no intersection between these people.

Never had.

But he couldn't care less at this time.

Wen Rende said: "What's going on? Didn't that guy talk about the Storyless Kingdom?"

"It hasn't been 20 years since we came here, why is there another story?"

"This is not a story, it is an accident." Old Wu said depressedly.

The wine and meat in my hand no longer taste good.

"Go home quickly. I don't see my wife as much as you do. Don't scare her."

Then the three of them walked to Lao Wu's house together.

It was a small courtyard at the base of the city wall.

Remote, but also clean.

The only good thing about the small town in Jiangnan these days is that it is much cleaner.

After all, there are few people and it is surrounded by rivers, so garbage can go directly into the river.

Otherwise, that would be the fate of Europe in the Middle Ages.

The three of them talked as they walked.

"Are we going to flee?"

"Isn't it funny that we two big aliens have to flee?" Wen Rende said angrily.

He was also holding a book and was reciting poetry with a few teachers and friends just now, and he was enjoying himself.

After coming here for more than ten years, he also learned real ancient poetry.

It's actually not that difficult.

It's still easier than doing math problems.

After all, if you do a math problem wrong, you are wrong. This poem has high and low points.

If it is made like Xue Datou, it can be listened to by others.

"No, I must resist. I don't want to see blood flowing into a river." Old Wu said directly.

"Then you take the lead. I'm a soft-hearted person and can't bear to see blood." Wen Rende shook his head.

As he spoke, the three of them soon arrived home.

Lao Wu comforted his wife and discussed with Wen Rende in the yard what to do.

The two also knew some ancient training methods.

"For soldiers, morale is more important than training. Generally, training every five days is good."

"We must pay attention to various flags and use flags and music to direct advance and retreat."

"Anyway, the reserve team is in charge. Once an order is issued, wait until the team leaves and is under your control."

"It's basically impossible to take it back. We can only rely on grassroots officers to control it."

"Then there is the supervising team, they must be ruthless and can behead their heads."

Old Wu said.

Wen Rende heard this: "Is this still leisure? Isn't this looking for trouble?"

"Stop talking nonsense. I remember that we must first have money and food to boost morale."

"Secondly, the types of troops to be acquired are relatively complex. There are shield soldiers, spear soldiers, and long-range soldiers. You must not be passively beaten. If you are passively beaten, it will collapse easily."

"Whoever has more long-range projectile weapons will take advantage."

"Even the Manchu Qing Dynasty focused on heavy armored infantry shooting. Shooting the opponent to pieces, and later on cannons to break the solid infantry formation."

"At the end of the day, we have to make firearms."

"Weapons cannot be made in a short time. It is better to make a wooden shield and get a soldier first to maintain order in the city."

"But first you have to have prestige. Where does your prestige come from?"

Old Wu thought for a while and waved his fist: "The ancients worshiped strong men and hoped that generals would be infinitely powerful. Can I have prestige if I have the strength of a thousand catties?"

Wen Rende nodded: "You can put on a show for everyone and say you can carry a cow. This will almost gain you some prestige."

"Of course before that, you have to get yourself a set of armor."

"Even if it's made of wood, it's better to make it look like an iron tank."

"By the way, you should be much stronger than an ox. You should be turned into an iron tank, plus one that is fireproof and gold-proof..."

"One person can break through a hundred people if he takes the lead."

Wen Rende gave the old man some bad ideas.

Anyway, he won't be the one to charge then...

"This way you will gain prestige."

"Otherwise, if you only have enough strength, you may be hacked to death by your opponent."

Lao Wu also believed his lies.

At that moment, he took out the 40 taels of silver that he had saved at home, which was a heavy box. Wen Rende also quickly took out 20 taels of silver.

I didn’t save much, so I spent it all on drinking and socializing.

Not as much as old Wu saved.

After all, Lao Wu is the humanoid Zhu Bajie in this world.

I just have to keep my work and don't scare the neighbors.

Who would have thought that the story would turn into an accident...

Then the two of them came to the best blacksmith shop in the east of the city.

Upon hearing this, the blacksmith was so frightened that he quickly shook his head:

"To make a long sword, all you need is money. To make armor, that's rebellion. Even Zhou Bo can't resist it. How many heads do I have?"

"You also know that General Zhou of the Han Dynasty was rare."

"But now that the war is in chaos, we don't build armor. We build iron ox, yes, iron ox." Wen Rende was also speechless.

The rare knowledge of small farmers is completely exposed.

The knife was on his neck, and he was worried that making armor would be a rebellion.

If you don't build it, your opponent will come and chop you to death.

"Okay." For the sake of the money, the blacksmith agreed hesitantly.

Iron Bull is just a toy and a gimmick.

It should be fine.

The key is to give a lot, more than sixty taels, which is a big job.

No steel is needed, just pig iron is enough.

This is much cheaper.

With steel, that would be impossible.

Steel is too expensive. It can be said that ten kilograms of steel cost only one tael of silver.

That's how expensive it is.

Pig iron is much cheaper.

Then the other party built a set of iron bulls weighing one thousand kilograms.

The one with a thickness of 100 mm...

If it were not pig iron but pure steel, it would be as good as a World War II tank.

Lao Wu was there watching the whole process.

Try it anytime.

Wen Rensheng was all amused.

Dad really has a way with it.

"You don't want to do something else?" Old Wu put on the iron ox armor and returned to walking like a four-legged animal...

It looks like a monster from a distance.

If you charge forward, you will really be invincible.

Of course, the premise is not to fall into a pit or into the water.

In fact, there are many disadvantages.

The other party can set fire and pour hot water on it, dig deep pits, and use crowds to attack it.

Press it down.

But it has to be said that few formations can withstand a sudden attack.

After all, the front can be heated red and drilled inside.

Finished making the iron ox armor.

After having the things at the bottom of the box.

Wen Rende inquired a lot more information.

It would be a month or two before we discovered the barbarian invasion.

At this time, many people in the city had left, but most were still hesitant.

It is very similar to those poor people who stayed in the city when the Manchus went to Jiangnan.

I don’t know what’s going on, there’s no news.

Stay or go, no one is organizing.

The two discussed again in the courtyard.

Wen Rende has organized a team of 120 people.

They were all formed by hiring some friends' servants based on their reputation in the past.

The team is already quite big.

It's just that the team is too loose, that is, it is only because of watching Lao Wu's invincible true iron cow that it can stay together.

The main reason is that no one wants to leave their hometown.

It is common sense for people in this era to leave one's homeland and starve to death.

"I'm still not good at training." Old Wu shook his head and said, "I'm just training some people."

"Speaking of which, I found that your son and my daughter are both good at it. Zhao Han is also good at it."

"It's just the two of us doing this, and we have no experience, so it's really a bit troublesome."

"There is no other way but to put it on the shelves."

"We can't take any more vacations now, why don't we just run away?" Wen Rende was still soft.

"That's not possible. A few of us ran away together, but what about these fellow villagers? There has to be an ending."

Lao Wu disagreed.

Wen Rende said helplessly: "So we still have to continue doing things."

"That's right," Old Wu finally said to the servants, "Everyone, please stop messing around and listen to me. Even if we escape, where can we go?"

"If you don't want it anymore, what will you eat after going out? Where will you stay and what will you wear?"

"You have seen the people who fled and died along the way!"

Everyone nodded.

What the people lack is people who can make decisions.

Sometimes, if someone makes up his mind, even if it involves death, he will blindly follow it.

Just accept your fate.

"So we must unite, we must unite to deal with those barbarians!"

"Yes, yes, this friend of mine, his ancestor is Xiang Yu, and he is brave enough for all men! You have all seen it, you will definitely survive if you follow him." Wen Rende immediately started to build momentum.

Xiang Yu is indeed awesome.

After all, it was recorded in official history.

He can kill thousands of people by himself, kill hundreds of people, and successfully escape.

And in the end, he committed suicide, so it's not impossible to escape.

Of course, this is also related to the huge gap between the weapons and armor of ordinary soldiers and generals, especially these high-ranking nobles, in the pre-Qin era.

Xiang Yu's weapons and armor should have been tempered and made of fine steel.

The horses must also be protected by armor.

In this case, it would be difficult for ordinary soldiers, even elites, to kill him.

In addition, he is indeed extremely powerful, has strong endurance and strength, which is equivalent to Tyson wearing heavy armor and powerful horses. This combination can create miracles.

Later, weapons became developed.

With heavy crossbows and even firearms, such generals are rare.

Didn't show up much.

But now Lao Wu can copy this set.

After all, what he is copying now is a humanoid mecha...

Later, in order to gain fame, the two began to patrol nearby streets and the city with a team of domestic servants.

Many gangsters and grass bandits who took advantage of the situation were killed with one horn gored to death.

The reputation of "the birth of the sacred cow and the return of Xiang Yu" spread quickly.

On a normal day, there would definitely be a problem.

But this time it undoubtedly reassured everyone.

After all, they knew the people inside were people they knew.

Be able to rely on.

Those who were beaten down were all gangsters and thieves.

The reputation quickly spread to the ears of the county magistrate.

He was quickly noticed by the county magistrate.

Others can run away, but the county magistrate cannot.

The county magistrate has the responsibility of guarding the city.

He just ran away with no background, no one to help him speak, and he was about to be beheaded afterwards.

The point is that the county magistrate doesn't know the big picture.

I thought that if the imperial court failed for a while, they could still fight back.

The sunk costs are too high.

After studying hard for 20 years, it is not easy to pass the exam to become a top three scholar.

From civilian status to official status.

This is a huge leap.

Can be included in the family's genealogy and glorious history.

And he's just starting to get a little flavor.

So the news that he hoped for a barbarian invasion was false.

Even if it were true, he still hoped to be able to defend the county.

Waiting for the imperial court to counterattack.

Since in troubled times, this kind of warrior with Xiang Yu's courage has great potential.

So he personally brought people to the door to invite him, and made an exception by appointing Lao Wu as the acting county captain.

This official position is not small.

For ordinary people, it is a matter of one step.

Although there is still an agent, as long as he makes merit, he can become a regular agent.

Or if you enter the army, you will be favored by a general and become a member of the Hundred Household.

Soon he began to organize logistics, and Lao Wu mobilized government officials and the people to prepare drills and supplies for city defense.

At this time, there must be no rebellion.

Everyone must stick together to survive.

So he agreed and started training.

Wen Rende is a guy who talks on paper.

He said: "Since we want to train troops, we must play Lao Zhao's tricks. Pay homage, win over cronies, kill white chickens, drink chicken blood..."

Although this routine is cliché, some people would still do it hundreds of years later.

If it doesn't work, why would anyone do this?

impossible.

Just like praying to God, at least it has a psychological comfort effect.

Many times, exams rely on psychological comfort. With comfort, you will not panic and can perform to your best ability.

This is the role of praying to God.

It may seem useless for material purposes, but it can be useful psychologically.