Riding and chopping: Overlord of the Han and Hungarians

Chapter 107 106. The Waking of Insects
"I don't know what is the use of setting up this platform."

On the platform construction site, a Xianbei soldier and his colleagues worked together to set up a log, and the person next to him used a hammer to fix a palm-length nail on the log.

Although they now have the opportunity to touch iron tools, they are still terrified facing Zhang Qi's guards in their hearts. The battle that night almost wiped out their spirits. The walking eyes still often appear in their dreams until now.

I dare not resist. Even if these tools are of good quality, there is no problem with killing people, but there is no need for the guards to take action. As long as you have a slight sign of resistance, the soldiers in your group will take the lead. kill him.

Under the Lianzao system, everyone who wants to live does not want to be implicated.

"Why do you care so much? I heard that it is used to sacrifice to the gods."

"There is food and drink, much better than before, let's work hard."

The Xianbei descendant who hit the hammer muttered.

"Aguda, you want to surrender too?! Are you doing this right to Chief Tuomu? You are the centurion of Chief Tuomu!"

The Xianbei surrender who was carrying the logs was a little annoyed.

Aguda, who was hitting the hammer, glanced at him, and said with some disdain: "Chief Tuomu? Can he feed me now? I'm not afraid to tell you, when I have enough work points, I will apply to join the tribe, even if I am a Ordinary herdsmen are more comfortable than before."

"Don't look at me like this, don't think I don't know, your sister is Tuomu's woman, you have benefited a lot from him, of course you don't want to just give up like this, but I am different, my woman, my child I'm sick and dead, I want to live! Live better!"

After A Guda finished speaking, he didn't look at the Xianbei soldier again. He took a hammer and tapped the nails everywhere, nailing the logs firmly.

The Xianbei surrender looked at A Guda with resentment in his eyes. He knew that A Guda was right. His sister was the woman of Tuo Mu, the leader of the Xianbei king's guards. Through this relationship, he got hundreds of cattle and sheep, as well as several fertile woman.

It hasn't been long since the dream, everything he once owned is gone, he doesn't want to just give up, he always has some delusions in his heart, what if, what if someone raises the banner of King Xianbei again.

It's a pity that he didn't know that King Xianbei's direct descendants, children, and the Yan family had all been secretly disposed of, and even his nominal brother-in-law Tuo Mu was buried in the ground, and his delusion would never be realized.

With a crackle, a long whip hit the Xianbei surrendered soldier.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly! I want to die!"

The soldiers of the supervisor yelled and cursed mercilessly, and the beaten Xianbei surrendered his eyes full of resentment, but under the nervous and eager eyes of his colleagues, he bent down silently and repeated the previous work.

The sound of whipping the soldiers caught Zhang Qi's attention, and he followed the reputation: "Do these supervisors often beat the soldiers?"

Harrier followed him and shook his head: "I can't draw three whips a day. These soldiers are very honest. You have also ordered them not to be whipped without reason. The soldiers are very obedient."

Zhang Qi nodded, since Yao said so, he didn't bother to ask, some people are born with stupid brains, and he is not a good person, he would not chill the hearts of his soldiers just to surrender.

"Well, that's fine, as long as it's not whipping for no reason, and when those who are willing to surrender in the surrender have accumulated enough 'work points', don't be too harsh on those who come to apply for surrender, and just pass it normally."

For these soldiers, Zhang Qi set up a work point system, and recorded how much work they did and how many things they did. As long as they accumulated enough work points, their status could be changed from today's tool people to normal ordinary people.

This can also be regarded as an incentive policy. After they have worked hard to accumulate enough work points to change their identities, they will naturally form fans for what they have earned through hard work, and they will become obedient citizens under Zhang Qi's command invisibly.

"Understood." Harrier laughed twice.

After Zhang Qi inspected the construction site, he saw that the construction speed of the platform was fast enough, so he turned and left.

For several days in a row, the cement workshop, platform construction, and land reclamation are all proceeding smoothly.

In the past few days, Zhang Qi would take out a few or a dozen steel plows and hand them to Lu Mu every day. With the blessing of tools, the number of acres of land reclaimed can now reach tens of acres a day.

When the number of new plows built in the world of riding and cutting can reach hundreds or thousands, then Lu Mu can also expand its manpower to increase the number of land reclamation.

The Advent Day is approaching day by day, and the herdsmen who followed Zhang Qi earlier have become more and more emotional recently. They have seen Zhang Qi's miracles, so Advent Day is a very sacred day in their hearts. , the eyes of the gods will watch them in the sky and bestow divine grace on them.

This scene surprised the people of the Xianbei tribe. They also believed in the gods, but even when it was the festival of sacrifice every year, they were not as fanatical as these herdsmen.

Although the devout herdsmen who lived around them these days told them about the magic of the 'Master', in the minds of these Xianbei tribesmen, Zhang Qi's figure was only a little taller than before.

Zhang Qi is not No. 1 to act in the name of the gods. The former Donghu king and the current Xiongnu Shanyu have all done this.

I pray for the blessing of the gods every year, but I have never seen the miracles of the gods. On the contrary, there have been more and more snowstorms in these years, and the atmosphere on the grassland is dominated by the gods. Yes, they have long believed in other 'spirits'.

Facing the doubts of the Xianbei people, the pious herdsmen often smiled arrogantly, and often prevaricated with words that they would understand by then.

This made the people of the Xianbei tribe curious. People are curious, so they are looking forward to this coming Advent Day even more.

mid-February.

Shocked.

It is suitable for sacrifice and breaking the ground.

Early in the morning, all the devout believers of the gods put on the neatest clothes and came to the platform outside the royal court early.

Those who arrived earlier than them were various armies, who were maintaining order and organizing personnel to stand.

Xianbei people rely on the inside, and pious people rely on the outside.

It took two or three hours just to arrange everyone, and the sun reached the sky from the early rising.

The passage of time is nothing to the pious. They all knelt down firmly on the ground and solemnly recited prayers.

"The time is right! Great luck!"

With two clangs, a pious man squatting in front of the corona and solemnly watching the time scale rang the iron bell next to the corona. He was the time teller arranged by Zhang Qi a few days ago. of oil.

(End of this chapter)