I became a saint with idle books

Yuanzhou is the westernmost state in the Northern Regions.

The heavy snow that had been blowing for three days finally stopped, and the entire barbarian plug was covered with a thick layer of winter clothing. The snow reflected the moonlight, like a piece of beautiful jade emitting a faint light, echoing the cold light of the soldiers in the camp tent.

Perhaps only by seeing such a scene with his own eyes could Lu Daru write the famous sentence “If you want to drive the light horse away, the snow is full of bows and knives”.

“Bang! The sound of the porcelain bowl breaking broke the peace of the camp, and a burly strong man grabbed the soldiers of the camp and angrily scolded: “Weak rice! How is it weak rice again! I wait for a strong man, how can I eat weak rice? Did you withhold military rations! ”

This is a questioning statement, but with a determined tone.

Weak rice, which is the staple food used daily by ordinary people, is also the most common food, which can basically only meet the needs of filling the stomach, and has no special effect of nourishing healthy qi or nourishing blood and body.

“You, you! Although the soldiers in the house were not tall, they were also Confucians who cherished their reputations, and when they heard such an accusation, their faces turned red, and they said anxiously, “The last batch of military food sent was only weak rice!” It’s the same as what you eat! No, you can go and check it! ”

It is said that after the burly sergeant was slightly sluggish, he released his hand that grabbed the opponent’s collar, and said in his heart: “I wait for a strong man, every battle is a death battle, how can I not eat some good ones?” ”

The house soldier arched his hand: “In the next young man, I can’t answer Your Excellency’s question.” However, I heard that the middle-grade military food and the upper-grade military food have been temporarily transferred to other places, and perhaps when the next batch of new military food is delivered, you will no longer have to eat this weak rice. ”

Hearing the words of this gang, the other sergeants also sighed lightly, rearranged the line, and received their own meals, and for a while there was a depressing atmosphere in the camp account.

Cao Qifang stood outside the Chinese army’s account, and as a master, he naturally saw the dispute in the distance. Strictly managing the army, he organized the action of his own soldiers to intervene, looked at their quarrel with a complicated face, gently exhaled a white mist, and turned and walked into the military tent.

In the military tent, the meals brought for him by the soldiers had been placed on the desk.

The young man is right, even he eats weak rice.

Seedling Qi looked at the weak rice in front of him, ate two bites, and put it down again.

The non-commissioned officer was right, they were strong men, how could they eat weak rice?

It’s not to be special, but for every point that a strong man is strong, the odds of winning the battle can be one more point.

A man of great power is one of the fighting Confucianists.

They have worked hard since childhood, integrating the power of poetry into their bodies to gain strong defense and impact.

They are Confucian troops who are enough to confront the barbarians.

Unlike the assassins who “held themselves in the white blade and killed in the red dust”, their role was to rush into the barbarian camp, slow down their march, and buy time for the Confucian mountain and sea people in the rear to perform Confucian techniques.

Charging ahead, trapping in it, is for strength.

Confucianism honors the scholars.

However, the cost of cultivating a strong and powerful person is often several times or even ten times that of cultivating other Confucian students, such as this military food, which has always been the lowest medium-grade military food, which can nourish healthy qi and improve physical strength. So even after eating low-grade weak rice for half a month, no wonder the soldiers were dissatisfied.

Seed Qifang rubbed his brows, he is a descendant of the seed family, naturally he must know more insiders, such as the problem of this military food.

The young man was right, the military food originally allocated to the barbarians was indeed 30% of the top grade, 50% of the middle grade, and 20% of the lower grade, but not long ago, it was temporarily replaced.

Not only the barbarian plug, but almost the entire northern region, the logistics supply has undergone great changes, because the barbarian plug is located in Yuanzhou, not the direction of the barbarian’s frontal attack, so the military food has been completely replaced with the lower product. As far as Cao Qifang knew, even in the frontal battlefields of Mangzhou and Suzhou, the supply of military food for the fighting ru was also adjusted, and the proportion of medium and high-quality military food was reduced, and the supply of lower-grade military food was increased.

And the reason is because of the far away in Zhongjing, Wan Anbo – Chen Luo, who has become famous in recent months!

Since the opening of martial arts, Wufu was able to practice, and the military found that ordinary people who had never eaten middle-grade military food boiled and their physical strength increased extremely quickly after they came into contact with middle-grade and upper-grade military food.

Although it cannot be compared with the mighty people, it is better than the people!

Every year, only 780,000 powerful men really run on the battlefield, and after the First World War, no more than 10,000 people will still be alive, of which no more than 3,000 will still be able to go to the battlefield.

And the cost of cultivating a strong and powerful person is enough for the consumption of three ordinary Confucians, or a team of three hundred warriors.

It’s clear which is better or worse.

In addition, the advent of “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” also changed the situation of the war in a short period of time. The family letter said that the little fart child of the Zhe family actually summoned the battle array heroic spirit Guan Yu, according to the analysis of the great Ru in the family, with the popularization of time, the battle formation heroic spirit will become the main way to charge the formation. As long as there are enough troops that condense the heroic spirit of the battle formation, a steady stream of charging momentum can be formed.

Perhaps in a hundred years, there will no longer be a need for a strong man to exist.

For this judgment, Seed Qifang was a little at a loss.

Since he was seven years old, he has aspired to become a strong man, and in his heart, he died in the barbarian army, and he was a true gentleman.

However, it was only a few months, and not even a winter had passed, and the mighty man seemed to have been abandoned.

The descendants in the family are said to have stopped the cultivation of strong and powerful people, but revised the way of scripture, poetry and scripture, and even some people directly went to cultivate martial arts.

But for Seed Qifang, those magnificent poems had penetrated every inch of his skin.

Perhaps, he will become the last swan song of the mighty man!

Thinking of this, Seed Qi was relieved for no reason, and from childhood to adulthood, his eyes that had never been wet were also a little blurry.

The mighty does not die, but withers.

With a long breath, he picked up the latest “Da Xuanmin News”.

For Chen Luo, Seed Qi was full of respect.

The end of the mighty man is the beginning of the prosperity of the Terran race.

It’s just a pity that his favorite “trap camp” did not have much ink with the fall of Lü Bu,

Perhaps in Wan Anbo’s heart, such a military army really cannot last for a long time…

……

Zhongjing City, North Wind Tower.

Everyone held their breath and listened to Nanyuan Feng’s narration.

“The concubine has to see the general, Ah Dou has a life…”

“The general may protect this son, teach him to see his father, and die without hatred as a concubine!” ”

“Yun Yu: ‘Needless to say, please Madame get on the horse.’ Yun Zi walked to the death, and Madame Bao revealed a heavy siege! ’”

……

“Zhao Yun saw that his wife was dead, and feared that the Cao army would steal the body, so he knocked down the earthen wall and covered the dry well. ”

“Untie the Le Jia Qiu, put down the shielding mirror, hold Ah Dou in his arms, and get on the horse. ”

……

But he said that Cao Cao was on the top of Jingshan Mountain, and when he saw a general, he was incapable of powering everywhere, and he urgently asked who was left and right. Cao Hong Pegasus descended the mountain and shouted: Can the generals in the army leave their names? ”

“Yun Yingsheng: ‘I am Changshan Zhao Zilongya! ’”

……

“In this killing, Zhao Yun embraced the rear lord, penetrated the encirclement, cut down two big banners, and captured three guns; The front and back guns stabbed and slashed, killing more than 50 famous generals of Cao Ying. ”

“There are poems in praise:”

“Blood-stained robe through armor red,”

“Dangyang who dares to fight with the front. ”

“Gulai rushed to help the Lord of Danger,”

“Only Changshan Zhao Zilong! ”

“Good! Nan Yuan Xi finished reading this hymn, and the audience in the audience instantly lit up the talent of “applauding” and shouted!

……

“Gulai rushed to help the Lord, only Changshan Zhao Zilong! ”

Cao Qifang held the “Da Xuanmin Bao” in his hand, and the pair of broken iron and broken hands trembled slightly, and his blood was boiling.

“A mighty man! ”

“This is a mighty and unparalleled warrior! ”

He seemed to see a general with silver armor and white horses, facing the mighty enemy army, and resolutely rushed away.

A horse dares to go it alone,

Destroy the enemy.

They are all called flying tigers,

Live up to the ancient name of heroes.

Cao Qifang took a deep breath, a strange charm rose up in him, and a long whistling sound sounded in his head-

“Wu Nai Changshan Zhao Zi Longya! ”

……

Chen Luo put down the pen in his hand.

After coming out of the Future Sea, in order to complete the home country of “Han” as soon as possible, he also became diligent, intending to speed up the progress of “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” a little.

Just halfway through the new chapter, the temple hall of the Three Kingdoms suddenly shook.

Chen Luo concentrated slightly and entered the Temple Hall of the Three Kingdoms.

I saw that not far from the statue of Guan Yu Hengdao, a cloud of white gas condensed.

A moment later, the white air mass dissipated and a statue of a general with a silver spear and a white horse emerged.

I saw the general holding a gun in his right hand, carrying a sword at his waist, holding a baby in his arms, his eyes sharp, and his horse galloping.

New Battle Formation!

Zhao Yun!

……

At the same time, Lu Tong hurried to Sanxi Zhuang.

As soon as he got off the carriage, the steward who had been waiting here hurriedly stepped forward: “Steward Lu…”

Lu Tong’s face was anxious: “Why is the good child gone?” Did you report the official? ”

The steward hesitated and said, “Report to the official, report to the official.” ”

Lu Tong looked angry: “Isn’t there Zhuang Ding to take care of it?” What about the Zhuang Ding in charge? ”

The steward sighed and pushed open the door: “Butler Lu, look…”

Lu Tong looked inside the house and paused in his steps.

In the courtyard, a Zhuangding lies on a wooden board.

It was a – corpse!

(To find out what happened, listen to the next chapter)

Purple Pen Literature