Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

Chapter 132 Building a Strong Army

Summer is about to enter, the weather is getting hotter, the bright moon is in the sky, and a few stars are hanging in the sky.

The night is like water, and the moonlight is like a mist shrouding the backyard of the county government office.

In the side room, a woman in a black low-cut long dress has a graceful figure and a cold face. Her neck and chest are as white as jade, but the bronze mirror on the dressing table reflects her sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes. , and behind him stood a woman in white, holding a comb in her delicate hands.

"Zhining, it seems that he will not come tonight. I just made some insinuations and found out that he is not in the city now. Maybe we can take this opportunity to wait for the guards outside to fall asleep and escape secretly."

Xia Zhiqing helped her sister arrange her hair. She actually didn't agree with her sister's plan to take revenge at this time. Because the strength gap between the two parties was currently too big, the hope of revenge was slim, so she tried to find a way to escape and wait until she became stronger. Coming back later for revenge is the best choice.

It's a pity that her sister didn't listen, so she could only pretend to say it unintentionally all the time, hoping to subtly change her sister's decision.

"Who knows how many rebels there are outside. Since the untouchables dare to leave the city, they obviously don't worry about us being able to escape. And I said, sister, this revenge must be avenged. Didn't you just agree during the day?"

Xia Zhining's long, clear and beautiful eyes showed a trace of anger. Several hours had passed, but the irritation had not gone away. Every time she was touched, that humiliating image came to mind, and she could never forget it.

Seeing that her sister had made up her mind, Xia Zhiqing sighed and said no more.

"Madams, the hot water is ready. If it is convenient for you now, I will bring the bathtub in." At this time, the maid Chunhong who was waiting outside said.

It was already very late when Chen Mo arranged all this.

Therefore, the two women had not taken a shower yet, and Xia Zhining just changed her clothes.

"Didn't I tell you not to call me madam? Are you deaf?" Xia Zhining yelled, her temper was very bad now.

Xia Zhiqing frowned and said, "Zhining, the maids didn't offend you, why are you so angry at them?"

With that said, Xia Zhiqing put down the mahogany comb in her hand, opened the rooms, and said softly: "My sister is in a bad mood, but she is actually quite kind at heart. Please be patient and forgive me."

Chunhong bowed to Xia Zhiqing and said: "This eldest lady, it's my slave's fault. I forgot the little lady's instructions to my slave."

"Oh." Xia Zhiqing sighed, and then said: "Bring the things in."

Chunhong and several maids carried the bathtub in, and then brought hot water and poured it into the bathtub. Chunhong immediately looked at Xia Zhiqing and said, "Madam, I don't have any fresh rose petals. Is it okay?"

"That's no need. You can go down." Xia Zhiqing said.

"No." Chunhong and others retreated.

"Zhining, you wash up first, and I'll rub your shoulders." Xia Zhiqing felt that she had not helped her sister before, and planned to make up for it with small things.

Xia Zhining nodded, took off her clothes, stepped on the bamboo couch, and entered the water in the tub.

She held her shoulders with her hands and gently scrubbed every place stained by Chen Mo.

She pursed her lips and stroked them gently in the warm water. After a few hours, the originally burning pain had reduced by several percent, but she still...
And as she caressed the gap, a scene of bulls charging into her mind appeared inexplicably.

She spat under her breath: "Damn pariah."

"What, did my pinch hurt you?" Xia Zhiqing, who was pressing her shoulders, said after listening to her sister's whisper.

Xia Zhining shook her head and continued scrubbing. For some reason, in the looming pain, an unspeakable feeling suddenly surged deep in her heart, as if it was something strange caused by being conquered and abused.
She frowned, quickly picked up a spoonful of warm water with both hands, and poured it on her face. Then she suppressed the strangeness in her heart and cursed the man in the most vicious words.

After taking a shower, Xia Zhining wiped the water from her hair. Maybe she was too tired, and her hair was not completely dry yet. A wave of sleepiness hit her, and Xia Zhining fell asleep like this.

After bathing, Xia Zhiqing, who was wiping her hair with a towel, came over to take a look. First she called out twice. When she saw no response, she reached out and pushed her sister's shoulder. After seeing that her sister had really fallen asleep, Xia Zhiqing covered her up first. Quilt, and then walked to a desk with hands and feet.

Take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that Chen Mo had someone bring.

Spread out a piece of fine white paper, dip it in water and grind it with ink.

Yes, she wanted to paint that boy.

The young man said that a painting can reduce the punishment by ten lashes.

She didn't think her sister's method of revenge would work, so she planned to use this method to make her sister suffer less.

Since she was going to draw a picture for the young man, Xia Zhiqing immediately calmed down and thought about the young man's face, expression, and most importantly, his facial features.

She was afraid that if she didn't draw well, the young man wouldn't admit it.

But for some reason, when Xia Zhiqing thought of the young man's face, the first thing that came to mind was the young man standing and hugging his sister.
The scene was like an adult peeing on a child.

So his hand trembled, and the pig-hair pen in his hand also trembled.

Redraw.

When I drew it for the second time, I finally forgot the previous picture, and the picture of Xin came out again, with the boy hugging his sister from behind.

Since then, her heart has not calmed down, and the paper has been changed one after another.Overnight passed.

……

The next day, it was sunny.

Fuze Village.

Exactly 300 prisoners of war were all gathered here. Chen Mo had already eliminated the more than [-] injured prisoners of war.

If we add these 400 men, plus the brave guards and reserves, Chen Mo has nearly 1000 men and horses, and more than [-] men and horses with armor, and the captured armor can still be armed with [-] men. Many people came out.

Sure enough, war is the fastest way to obtain resources.

With the current size of the county, it is almost enough to support 4000 people. The expansion of the army can be stopped for the time being. The most important thing now is to train these 4000 people to the level of the Qingzhou Army.

Finally, we can develop towards the level of Tang Jun in Chen Mo's impression.

If he remembered correctly, each Tang army member was equipped with a bow, thirty arrows, a quiver, a horizontal knife, a sharpening stone, a knot-breaking awl, a felt hat, and a felt Fur and other equipment, and every ten people are also equipped with six pack animals.

Not only that, many soldiers are in armor, with an armor coverage rate of more than 60.00%, and they are well-made. Most of them are Mingguang armor, which is not comparable to the armor of the current garrison. They are also equipped with extremely lethal crossbows, and they are almost full. The number of spears and weapons is about five.

It can be called the pinnacle of the cold weapon era.

And if the brave guard in Chen Mo's hands could reach this level, coupled with black gunpowder, he couldn't even imagine what kind of level it would be.

This world also has skills and martial arts, which means that the soldiers in his hands can surpass the Tang army.

Looking at the dense crowd of prisoners, Chen Mo looked around and slowly said: "I know that many of you are uneasy, worried that as a rebel, I will kill you, and your family will be dragged down.

Today, I will put my words here. As long as you join the brave guard under my command, not only will you not die, but your family will not die, and your treatment will be higher than when you were in the garrison. Even the exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes cannot be collected from you, I will bear them all.

Having said this, many people may not believe it. I swear to God, if you violate this statement, God will strike with five thunders. "

The people at the bottom are still quite superstitious, and the garrison is also composed of people at the bottom. In addition, Chen Mo is shrouded in a purple glow at the moment, like a fairy in the sky, which gives people a high degree of credibility.

The trustees among the prisoners of war immediately shouted: "The county magistrate is righteous, I am willing to join the brave guard."

"The county magistrate is upright, and I am willing."

Fourteen hundred prisoners of war shouted in unison.

A smile flashed in Chen Mo's eyes. Now he was extremely skilled in brainwashing. He turned to point at Gao Ming and others, and said loudly: "You must have met these few. From now on, the five of them are yours." Instructors, they were once members of the Qingzhou Army and have extremely rich combat experience. I hope you will study hard."

After they got to know each other, Chen Mo waved his hand and brought up the cooked rice.

That's real work.

Chen Mo has learned that the garrison only provides two meals a day, and one meat meal every three days. The monthly salary is [-] yuan. If compared with ordinary people, it is definitely good, but compared with other armies, it is less. So pitiful.

Chen Mo can definitely offer a higher salary.

During the meal, the group of them learned that they would have three meals a day, including one meat meal, and a monthly salary of [-] cents. The reluctance caused by the semi-threat in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

Madhu, working for someone is not selling.

They heard that the pension after the death of the brave guard was extremely high.

done.

"You guys, keep an eye on them. If you encounter someone causing trouble, directly ask the reserve team for help. Don't be soft. In addition, during training, you can find a few people who are not favored by them, preferably those who have been bullied. Register their names and leave them to me." Chen Mo said.

The army bullies, Chen Mo doesn't believe there is no garrison.

He wants to find out the contradictions and let the bullied people serve as team leaders and captains to help him manage it, that is, playing the red face. Finally, he and Shen Yongwei come out to play the bad face, which can better win over people's hearts. Prevent them from forming cliques.

"Promise." Gao Gao Ming promised.

After explaining the matter, Chen Mo rode the Snow Dragon Jun back to the city.

Instruct the people below to pack up all the craftsmen in the city, especially the masters of the blacksmith shop, and take them to the village.

Chen Mo also specifically told shopkeeper Zhang of the blacksmith shop, who had made two Tang knives for himself, that he was a talented person and could not let him go.

In addition, Chen Mo plans to recruit [-] Qinghe Gang disciples to serve as the yamen's catchers, with Wu Shan as the head catcher.

Just when he was planning, Han Wu came to report that Hu Qiang was back.

(End of this chapter)