total war broken

Chapter 195 The cornerstone of power

Looking from a distance, there are cattle, sheep, mules and horses that can't be seen. I don't know if the lake in the middle is wrong. The blue lake seems to be more than doubled in size, glowing with blue light, and looks beautiful. Very, like a fairyland on earth.

Under the blue sky, there are the herd of cows wandering by the river. From time to time, a carp jumps up in the water, and a carp fights up.

The horses on the side are already galloping on the grassland. Horses, which are originally very expensive to cultivate, are stimulated by the powerful function of this livestock factory and the cycle system established by agriculture and animal husbandry itself. Horses and Oxen lighten up.

Of course, the cultivation of war horses is another matter, just like the northern racecourses for future generations, those horses from the south are for children to play with, and war horses and ordinary horses are two different things.

Then there is the issue of arable land for cattle and horses. These bred horses and cattle have already been allocated to the group of villages.

As we approached the pasture, we saw patches of orchards, groups of animals, and the stench of animal excrement. The soil under our feet was also very soft.

Approaching the place where the war horses are kept, every war horse here looks like a very strong and tall war horse, snorting one by one.

These are basically bought at a high price, and the money spent can be imagined. I really don't know how he used those few horses to form such a group of horses in a short period of time. Could it be that he has some training skills?

The busy farmer and herdsman saw Xiao Chuan, walked slowly, and said, "Meet the lord."

"What happened to the Sharma I gave you?" Xiao Chuan asked. This is the Sharma that was given to him a few days ago, a good thing drawn by a lottery.

"This is a bit difficult." The farmer and herdsman showed a look of embarrassment, and led Xiao Chuan past. The horse in front of him looked very tall, more than two meters high.

Comparing ordinary horses with him, it is as if a horse is standing next to a cow. The tall horse looks a little daunting from a distance.

Sharma, once the strongest horse in Europe, can pull five tons of cargo. In later generations, there are still many places that would rather use him to pull cargo, let alone plowing land, but for fighting. . . .

"My lord, I tried it. This kind of war horse really can't go on the battlefield! They are too easily frightened." The farmer wiped the cold sweat from his head.

Xiangyi on the side was still in shock, covering her red lips, looking at the horse, she walked over gently.

Xiao Chuan shook his head, a pity for a while, alas, it would be great if this kind of horse could go to the battlefield, but it would be good to train it as a draft horse.

"Is there no other way?" Xiao Chuan still feels a little pity. If this kind of horse goes to the battlefield, it can be described as a tank.

"Oh, let me try again." Farming and herdsman shook his head with a wry smile, and said again: "But the cultivation of cattle and draft horses is already done." He pointed to the herds of cattle and sheep outside.

"These are enough for the entire lord's command, and a lot of horses have been distributed to nearby farms," ​​he said.

Ma plowing and ox plowing have more merits. Horses plow the land faster, and cattle are more refined. It depends on the quality of the land. If the bad field is well plowed by horses, it requires a lot of cattle and horses, as well as mules for pulling goods. These all need to be cultivated.

There is also a need for a large amount of grain feeding. Only in this way can the people's strength be completely liberated and this group of garrison troops have more time to train.

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After leaving the farm, the two of them traveled westward, and a farm attracted Xiao Chuan's attention. There was a small river beside it, the water was crystal clear, and there was a waterwheel by the river. A thing like a cup was turned, and the water was transported to the top of a bamboo tube, and then the water went to the field along the bamboo tube.

On the field, there are horses or cows. They are dragging long sledges behind them. Behind them is a girl or an old man. They only need to walk in the field and pull these cows and horses. work.

The poplar tree on the side had already sprouted new branches, and it looked so beautiful. Under the tree, several old men wore shuttles on their heads and sat under the tree with smiles on their faces.

And this Xiangyi approached the field in the countryside, the muddy land made Xiangyi's snow-white shoes embroidered with plum blossoms stained, she didn't care, quietly followed behind the boy, looking at the distant The farm, said: "The changes here are really great. I remember that when we first came here, it was a wasteland with only a few acres of land. The village was also extremely poor, and there were no cattle or horses."

"Yeah, farming and mulberry is the root, followed by reading." As Xiao Chuan walked forward, he heard a burst of babbling and reading. Under the ancient locust tree, more than a dozen children were reading, and an old man in the distance Holding a book of Analects in his hand, explaining the true meaning of it.

Culture, this is the most important thing. Throughout the ages, countless countries and dynasties have survived on this beautiful blue planet. Why do some nations remain strong and prosperous, while some nations have not even established a country yet? It is because of culture that it is strong. Excellent culture can make a nation strong and enduring, and culture determines the national quality of a country.

This is a kind of national characteristics passed down through books and language. The real national blood, the rigor of the Germans, and the seriousness of the Japanese are all things hidden in the culture.

Just like the enduring of China, it is due to its culture. Confucian culture, its strength lies in its cohesion, its pursuit of loyalty, people's pursuit has changed from high interests to another kind of etiquette, benevolence and righteousness. He is a kind of A culture that engraves patriotism into people's hearts.

Then there is the Book of Changes, which was used as a fortune teller in the Qing Dynasty. Only Taiwan is still studying its philosophical value. For example, in the Ming Dynasty, countless people regarded it as a classic, just like Yu Dayou, whose teacher was from it Studying the art of war, but in later generations, his own light was covered by unscrupulous fortune-telling metaphysics. The theory of yin and yang allowed China to understand the concept of positive and negative numbers earlier than Europe. In later generations, many European scholars still could not understand. Why? Some numbers will be smaller than zero.

This kind of simple school was established, and spent money to find talented scholars who had settled down in the village.

There are more than a dozen young children learning martial arts, the leader is seven feet tall, thin, well-dressed, handsome, said: "Practicing martial arts is a breath, you have to hold your breath when you punch, this breath must not be released!"

Those children all practiced martial arts, and Xiao Chuan’s eyes became hot when he saw it. This guy looked good at martial arts. Every village let children practice martial arts, but most of them found Orion to teach martial arts, or It is said that I followed the veterans in the fortress to come to some training cheats. Most of them let children hold small wooden guns or wooden knives for training, which is somewhat similar to the Qing Dynasty.

However, unlike the Manchus, the Manchus began to train at the age of ten, and most of them were taught by veterans. How can I train from a younger age like myself, and the training is more scientific and orderly? This is the difference between civilization and barbarism However, the same system will have completely different efficiencies.

This kind of policy of training soldiers since childhood inevitably reminded Xiaochuan of the Chinese table tennis system in later generations, but it is somewhat similar. A policy of free martial arts for all people is a kind of fighting for population and background.

The man who practiced martial arts saw the two of Xiaochuan, especially that Xiangyi, he immediately waved his hands and said, "Okay, let's stop here today."

A group of children left happily. He immediately touched his cheek, straightened his hair and walked up. He stared at Xiangyi and said, "Little lady, why are you here?" He looked at Xiao Chuan's ordinary appearance, and he thought that this person must be a servant or something.

"I came here with my husband," she said as she snuggled into Xiao Chuan's arms, her snow-white cheeks tinged with pink.

The man looked at it with pity for a while, and said, "Hmph, what a pity." He became more and more jealous of Xiao Chuan.

"Call Wang Yuan over here," Xiao Chuan said directly, looking forward to this scholar in his heart, and becoming more and more optimistic about him.

"Oh, you can call my cousin's name!" The strong man immediately said with disdain, obviously he didn't want to run errands for Xiao Chuan, who seemed ordinary, especially when he was still jealous.

"Oh" Xiao Chuan smiled. There are people from all dynasties and generations who have no vision. Hehe, Xiangyi smiled and said: "My little brother, hurry up, or your cousin will not be able to bear it later."

"Hmph, you think too much, man..." The brawny man became even more angry, his superior tone displeased him, and said, "And you little lady is really, why did you follow such a man?"

Xiangyi frowned, his graceful body seemed to turn into a red rainbow, and Jinlian, who was wearing red plum blossom cloth shoes, kicked over with a sound of piercing the air.

The strong man immediately raised his hand to block it, and the man with a random face looked like his right arm was blocking Xiangyi's calf, his face was flushed.

Xiangyi retracted her legs, smiled slightly, and said: "Young master, if you continue to speak ill of my husband, be careful of your life!"

The strong man's face paled for a while, thinking how could there be such a powerful woman, looking at Xiangyi's smiling face, his heart turned cold, he didn't doubt the truth of what the other said, that kind of murderous look, could really kill him in the next second Himself, he snorted coldly.

"I am Qin Xiaochuan, take me to meet your cousin," Xiaochuan said.

"You are Qin Xiaochuan, Qin Qianhu!" The burly man's face changed drastically immediately, and he said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" and said that he made a series, with a serious face.

"It doesn't matter." Xiao Chuan waved his hand, and followed him forward, chatting all the way, but this time he understood that this person is Wang Huaiming. Yuan has a prominent family background.

Wang Huaiming, however, has a familiar character, and now he got acquainted with Xiao Chuan again after being unhappy just now, and introduced the village, saying: "Look at that waterwheel, my cousin specially hired a blacksmith to make it. Those old stubborn people in the village are often ridiculed, and now seeing the function of the waterwheel, they are all happy, hehe"

Along the way, I have come to an open space in the village. From a distance, I can see a village, most of which have been replaced with green brick and tile houses. There are several old earthen houses in the east of the village.

There was a sound of shouting and killing from the side.

At that moment, Wang Yuan was wearing an armor inlaid with iron wool. The iron armor shone coldly in the sun. It was painted with red paint and held a long sword in his hand. There were more than 30 young and strong men in front of him.

They formed an array, with the two in front holding wooden shields and long knives, the back holding bamboo spears, and the two holding blunderbuss in the back, constantly training on the speed of loading gunpowder.

Only three of them were wearing armor, and the armor-wearing rate was still too low, and the training formation still looked weird.

"Brother, the lord is here!" Wang Huaiming shouted loudly. All the militiamen stopped training and came over. Some of them had tattered clothes. Are these refugees? The refugees who fled from the north are not like It is ordinary people who find an open space to build a shed to serve porridge. This is not only troublesome, but also prone to chaos. When the army comes, these people are most likely to be traitors.

However, Xiao Chuan scattered these people among his more than 100 villages, so that he easily digested the group of refugees. Others couldn’t do this, because they didn’t have such absolute control, or they couldn’t say It is control, but these villages are part of their own forces.

"See my lord," everyone knelt down and said respectfully, Wang Yuan's eyes were warm.

"You see, the house over there is the refugee house that my cousin took in," Wang Huaiming introduced at the side.

"Don't be rude, old brother." Wang Yuan glared at his cousin immediately, but he came back half-kneeling and said, "My cousin has been learning martial arts from alchemists since he was a child. I only wrote a letter to ask him to come back in the past few days, so I don't care." Know the rules, my lord, don’t take offense.”

"It's okay, you and I are both from China, where did you get so many etiquettes, don't kneel down next time," Xiao Chuan said, and all the villagers stood up with eager eyes.

"Rites cannot be discarded," Wang Yuandao said, and everyone went to the village again. Many families in the village raised chickens and sheep.

This time in this farmyard, I ate an unusual lunch. The theory of this kind of ecological farm has been moved to these villages. Fish ponds, fruit trees, chickens, ducks, mulberries, and things around are put together. It has an unusual effect. Now every village is a fishpond, and there is more meat. The food crisis has been greatly alleviated. These ecological farms have solved nearly four-tenths of the food problem.

"My lord, you don't know, what kind of ecological farm is this called? He frowned, for fear that his appearance would make the lord angry.

"There are also cattle and sheep, my lord, you are a very kind person. Once so many cattle and sheep come, the village will have labor immediately, and there will be less work in the field. Originally, we can spend at most two afternoons a week for training for one and a half hours each afternoon. , now there are two and a half hours of training time every afternoon."

Hearing what he said this time, she understood. She looked at Xiangyi's specific responsibilities, but she was the one who calculated them, but she didn't expect that these ecological farms would have been popularized.

A table full of fish and meat was unbelievable in the past. This time when Xiaochuan was being entertained, the people in the village didn't seem to feel sorry for him at all. All the elders in the village knelt down when they saw Xiaochuan, and there were even some people in the village. His own shrine.

This is the ancients, the kindest Chinese people since ancient times. They repay evil with kindness, but they are often the butcher's knife raised by others.

They all had lunch and then went back. This small Wangjiapu represented the hundreds of villages under his command. The large number of farm tools, hydraulic machinery, and the construction of ecological farms had already changed these villages differently. Things, like the children in the village, are educated and organized and trained. In ten or twenty years, these children will become tens of thousands of elites.

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