Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 92 You turn the hammer to the right, do you two want to kiss?

Of course, Qin Mo would not let everyone bare their buttocks, but called Yue women to cut out their loincloths and sew them into simplified and comfortable boxer pants.

It is deliberately made very large, and some people can't hold it up, so they stuff some fluffy grass into it.

In short, how to highlight the masculine charm, men feel ashamed when they see it!

Qin Mo frowned and looked at it, then turned to look at the shaman who was wearing a blue indigo hemp robe, and asked, "The poor people of your clan can only wear grass skirts and use stone spears. Presumably the offerings collected by the King of Panyu are not only pearls, right?"

Wu Chang smiled wryly and nodded: "Big beads are the most difficult to collect. There are also gold sand, gemstones, raw lacquer, cinnabar, tung oil... copper and iron, leather, golden rattan, tendons, raw silk, isinglass... linen, indigo, white rice, coconut oil... date……"

Qin Mo grinned when he heard this, and silently felt sorry for the tribes of Yueren for a second, raised his golden scepter to interrupt his eloquence, and said, "Okay, take out the offerings you prepared, eat what you want and wear what you want Just wear it, and improve the quality of life first.”

"I will teach you iron smelting technology later, draw a few weapon designs, and when the nearby ministries arrive, I will gather resources and start casting."

"In addition, since there are cinnabar, leather, and golden vines, I will first make a special rattan tablet for everyone, cover it with leather and paint it pure red, and the scabbards, hilts and strong bows used by everyone will also be painted pure red."

"Including the clothes that everyone took off, they were also dyed pure red with cinnabar, the cloaks and loincloths were cut, and the grimace dye on the faces were all replaced with cinnabar."

"Do you know how to dye cloth with cinnabar? If not, just ask her!"

Qin Mo finally pointed to Lu Pheasant next to him. For Chinese women in the pre-Qin period, unless they were aristocratic women whose ten fingers did not touch the spring water, dyeing cloth was a necessary skill.

"Here."

Wu Chang bowed his hands to accept the order, let his clansmen carry him, and called Lu Zhi to go to work immediately.

Qin Mo focused his attention on the naked men, and said with a smile: "I know that brothers want to go to Nanyue to join Lord Hengyang's family, with a heart of loyalty."

"But now that there are no boats, if you go by land, there will be high mountains and dense forests, miasma and fierce beasts will run rampant, and even the Yue people will drink blood like hair."

"I don't underestimate you brothers. I'm afraid that if I don't reach South Vietnam, I will lose my life."

"So, I ask you brothers to stay here for the time being. When the Panyu Kingdom is destroyed in the future, we should be able to border on the forces of the Xiang family and join the family of Lord Hengyang."

"Once I say something, it's hard to follow, and I will never stop you brothers!"

"Of course, if you brothers insist on going to South Vietnam, you can go on your own after you have recovered your health. I will prepare what you need for the road and try to find some horses to travel."

These words are mainly for the servants of Lord Hengyang.

As for Zhang Liang and the nine retainers, no matter whether they respected Qin Mo as their master or not, Qin Mo did not intend to let them go.

After Qin Mo finished speaking, he quietly waited for the Hengyang Lord's retainers to weigh in.

And all the servants of Lord Hengyang, seeing that he was so frank, believed that he would keep his word, and would not contradict what he said and embarrass everyone, but they were caught in a dilemma for a while.

To be honest, they really wanted to take Hengyang Jun's ashes and go to South Vietnam to join Hengyang Jun's family.

But just like what Qin Mo said, they, a group of northerners, neither understand the language of the Yue people nor adapt to the terrain and climate, so it is simply unrealistic to go to South Vietnam by land.

"We would like to stay here for a while, and help you to destroy that Panyu bird king!"

Jiang Xiong, who was deeply poisoned, pushed away his companion's support, bowed to Qin Mo, and said in a deep voice.

This Jiang Xiong is the head of Hengyang Lord's retainers, so his words are of course useful.

Qin Mo bowed his hand in return: "Then there will be brother Jiang and brother Lao."

Jiang Xiong led a group of Hengyang Lord's family members to pay homage, and said shamelessly: "I don't dare to say anything, I only hope for the future, and you don't want to embarrass Hengyang Lord's family."

Obviously, they realized that with Qin Mo joining the chaos in Baiyue, the restoration forces of the Six Kingdoms would probably not be able to please them. They wanted to pave the way for Hengyang Jun's family.

Qin Mo nodded lightly: "If there is a day, I will report to the First Emperor and let Hengyang Lord's family move to Guanzhong and become naturalized citizens."

"Thank you Junhou for your compassion, we will do our best!"

All the spirits were uplifted, and they paid homage again sincerely.

Qin Mo waved his hand, signaling them to accept the courtesy, and then asked: "Have you ever served in the army?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, then shook their heads together, including Zhang Liang and others.

As long as one of them has been in the army, it is unlikely that the entire team will not be able to find a shield and a long-handled weapon.

Because as long as you have experienced a real battle formation, you will understand the effectiveness of shields and long soldiers.

A single person may not be able to see much effect, and the soldiers may even look clumsy, but once there are more than ten people, the power of the shield and soldiers will change quantitatively!
Only wild swordsmen and rangers like them would foolishly hold their swords and feel that they are cool, invincible and invincible in the world.

Qin Mo even suspected that if it wasn't for assassinating Ying Zheng, if it wasn't for fighting for Baiyue, they might not even be equipped with bows and arrows.

"Since that's the case, besides learning the language of the Yue people, gentlemen, you still need to practice it."

"It's all up to the king to decide!"

"Well, from now on, it's the method of marching."

"Here!"

"Those who are deeply poisoned go to my bamboo building to rest. The rest line up and stand here for an hour. They cannot speak, move, or rest. Those who are in chaos swing their swords five hundred times."

"???"

Everyone's heads were filled with black question marks.

But Qin Mo ignored them, and helped Jiang Xiong and others who were deeply poisoned into the bamboo building to rest.

Then, I found a piece of unburned charcoal and a piece of clean animal skin, sat in front of the bamboo building, and began to draw the changes in the use of the mandarin duck formation and the patterns of the weapons needed for the mandarin duck formation.

All the people lined up, full of doubts, and stood in front of the bamboo building.

At the beginning, everyone was still able to persist, but gradually the scorching sun rose, and everyone couldn't stand it anymore.

The scorching sun in the southern winter of this era is far more vicious than that of later generations. In addition, the lingering poison of everyone is still weak and the body is still weak, so it is really painful to be exposed to the sun.

Moreover, standing still for a long time, the heels began to tingle, the legs began to swell, and even the back became unbearably stiff.

When Qin Mo lowered his head to write, he was also observing the people, secretly satisfied in his heart.

They are all fierce and brave people who practice martial arts, and their perseverance is indeed far beyond ordinary people. With this team of more than 60 people as heavenly soldiers and generals, at least they can deter those coming Yueren tribes!

……

An hour passed in a blink of an eye, and the Yueren woman also brought breakfast, Qin Mo gave an order to let everyone disband and eat.

"Masters, take the time to eat and rest, and the training team will go in the afternoon."

"Here!"

After everyone wolfed down their mouths, they all responded in unison, and let out a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Isn't marching in a queue just walking, as long as you don't stand stupidly as a wooden stake, you can do anything!

Seeing that their expressions were relaxed, Qin Mo smiled and said nothing.

He wanted to use all the people to deter the tribes of the Yue people, and the uniform order and prohibition of the army of later generations is undoubtedly the most intuitive and shocking.

So these guys, before the Yue people's tribes arrived, they would probably train until they vomited.

Until the practice of walking, sitting and lying, it is like a robot.

Even if you usually take a walk, you will subconsciously form a row of three and a row of two!
……

In the afternoon, the rice field in Zhaizhong began to become lively.

Everyone finally realized that walking in a queue is actually no better than standing in a military posture.

And it's so embarrassing!
Because the women and children in the village who weaved the rattan cards for him moved their workplace to the side of the rice field to watch the excitement.

"Left... turn ~!"

"Zhang Liang, what I'm calling is turn left, you turn right with a hammer, Kui is not a woman, do you two want to kiss?"

Qin Mo's reprimand made Zhang Liang blush.

Although the onlookers couldn't understand, they laughed loudly.

Qin Mo realized that he had high regard for these guys, and if things went on like this, all the tribes of the Yue people rushed to them, they might have just practiced the stop-and-go method.

So, I found straw ropes and tied one for each person's left hand and left foot.

The password also changed from left to right to back, to corded to cordless, and backward to the same, so the training progress was greatly accelerated.

After half an hour of practicing the stop-and-go method, I then practiced marching in formation, walking and running in full armor.

As for walking forward, forget it, they really don't have shoes to spoil them, practicing walking with bare feet can really make your feet useless!

"Carry the arrow on the left, and the bow on the right. Be sure to tie it tightly."

"Holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, they hang slightly at the waist when walking in unison, and swing slightly with the steps."

"When running, the shield and sword should be raised to the side of the abdomen, and swing slightly with the steps, and should not be messy."

"Whether walking in unison or running, the roped foot goes out first, and when you stop standing, the roped foot is fixed, and the non-corded heel is fixed."

"Listen to my orders, watch my movements, and follow me."

"Let's go... let's go~!"

"One-two-one...one-two-one...if your steps are chaotic, quickly step up and adjust...one-two-one...one-two-one...stand~fix!"

Qin Mo's yelling sounded like the sound of a magic brain, resounding through the small village until dark.

It lasted until ten days later.

Lu Zhi led the women in the village to bleach and dye the clothes of the people with cinnabar, and cut blood-red cloaks and loincloths for 66 people.

The rattan plaque was also properly woven and covered with leather, and was colored with tung oil of cinnabar raw lacquer, and the same lacquer was dyed blood red.

Everyone put on the cloaks and loincloths, assembled the composite shields, painted cinnabar grimaces on their faces, and then practiced the formation, and their power increased by seven points.

Looking from a distance, there is a red blood, with sharp edges and corners, full of evil spirits!

The Yue woman in the village was drooling at the sight, if she hadn't been concerned about Qin Mo's prestige, she might have dragged everyone to play a naked meeting on the rice field.

"Your Majesty, a tribe has arrived."

Wu Chang, whose feet were gradually recovering, returned from outside the stronghold with a cane, and reported to Qin Mo.

"Stand up~!"

wow——

Qin Mo shouted an order, and everyone who was walking stopped instantly.

"Follow me to welcome the distinguished guests."

Qin Mo adjusted the bright silver armor on his body, and pressed his sword to leave the village.

The head shaman hurriedly stopped him, and said with a smile, "The gods shouldn't greet him, but they should come to see him."

Qin Mo nodded hesitantly: "That's true, then please come in."

The head shaman waved to the half-grown son of the family behind him, who immediately ran out.

Slightly leaning, hundreds of Yue people, young and strong, carrying the offerings originally prepared for the King of Panyu, led by half-grown children, poured into the village.

And everyone has already set up their battles on the rice field.

Qin Mo sat on a tall tiger-skin chair, with Lu Zhi in a red dress standing beside him.

Sixty-six macho men lined up, with blood-red cloaks hanging behind their backs, and their greasy tendons were exposed between their chests and abdomens. They held arrows in their left hips and bows in their right hands, and held shields in their left and swords in their right, majestic and majestic.

The Baiyue people were young and strong, their jaws dropped in shock when they saw this scene, and they hesitated to move forward.

Especially Qin Mo, who was wearing bright silver armor, under the sunlight, when he moved slightly, the armor plate reflected light, as if his whole body was shining, like a small sun.

It is simply the god of the gods!

After a long while, hundreds of young and strong people separated, and an old witch walked out, trembling to the rice field.

Swah——

The 66 blood-red warriors lifted their shields to the side of their chest and abdomen in unison, and the iron swords in their hands stood in front of their chests, neatly and without any noise.

The old shaman shuddered all over, his legs went limp, and he prostrated himself on the ground with a thump, and shouted in the language of the Yue people: "See God."

Naturally, he knew that Qin Mo was not a god, but a foreigner from Qin, just like the village head shaman.

But seeing Qin Mo being so powerful, he really didn't have the courage to stand up and salute!

Qin Mo waved the golden scepter lightly, and shouted: "Get up, I'm here to lead you to cut off the head of King Panyu, not to oppress you!"

The old shaman struggled to get up as if he had been pardoned.

But I don't know if it's because of the fright, or the body is too old, but like a fish that landed on the shore, it flopped around for a long time without getting up.

Qin Mo secretly frowned, and said to Lu Zhi beside him, "Go and help the elder get up."

Lu Zhi walked down the earthen platform, passed through 66 blood-red warriors, walked to the old witch leader, and stretched out his hand to help him up.

The old shaman looked at Lu Zhi, who was dressed in a red dress from Chu people, and felt even more terrified in his heart. As if afraid of getting her hands dirty, he quickly retracted his arms and prostrated himself on the ground again.

Lu Zhi had no choice but to help him up again and smiled softly.

The old witch stood upright tremblingly, grinning and showing his toothless gums, and smiled back.

It's just that laughing is uglier than crying!
At this time, Qin Mo's voice sounded again, asking, "How many warriors and supplies have you brought?"

The old witch chief subconsciously wanted to lie on the ground again, but with Lu Zhi's forceful support, he failed, and replied tremblingly: "There are 130 warriors, copper and iron materials, rice grains, golden vines, tendon horns...etc."

Apparently, this old witch chief is illiterate.

However, his tribe should be much stronger than this village. After being transferred by the King of Panyu, there are still more than a hundred young and strong.

Qin Mo nodded in satisfaction: "Then take off the camp outside the stockade, and later I will teach you smelting techniques and start making weapons."

"I won't take the supplies you brought. I cut off the head of King Panyu at Jieshi, and you can take back what is left. But if you capture it, I will share it with you."

"Follow the orders of the gods."

The old sorcerer fell to his knees again.

Then, get up and go back to the crowd, let the tribe unload the offerings they brought!

　Didn't pay attention to the time, oh well, 2500 Dayang full attendance is gone?The manuscript fee is not so much!Power for love oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!
　　
　
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