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Recalling those words, Niu Er felt an unparalleled fury rising in his chest!

During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, he fled into the deep mountains, forced to watch his father die of illness and his elder brother fall to his death.

During the times of natural disasters and plagues, he fled from place to place, leaving his hometown, forced to watch his younger brother die of illness, and even his elderly mother almost starved to death.

It was because he had lost so much that Niu Er cherished the life before him even more.

A house, fields, a wife, children, serving his mother...

In the past, it wasn't that Niu Er could only accept things passively, but that he didn't know how to resist.

But this time, Niu Er felt for the first time so clearly that behind him was Wu Commandery, behind him was his home, behind him were his family!

Niu Er tightened the straps on his leather armor. His face, which always wore a simple and honest smile, now had a few more traces of determination under the dim lamplight as he spoke.

"Mother, the war is about to spread to Wu Commandery. Please forgive your son for no longer running away."

Behind Niu Er, his wife hugged him tightly, and on the couch not far away lay two half-grown boys.

Standing in front of Niu Er was an old woman with mostly white hair, leaning on a crutch, with a slightly lame leg.

The old woman was actually only in her forties, but the vicissitudes of life made her look like she was in her sixties or seventies. Only her eyes were still bright as she whispered a sentence.

"Son..."

Niu Er's tall and sturdy body immediately knelt down in front of the old woman.

"Mother, I'm here."

The old woman reached out and caressed Niu Er's face, feeling extremely reluctant in her heart, and then heavily patted Niu Er's shoulder and said.

"We are all rough people who fled here as refugees, but we also understand that we can live a few years of peaceful life thanks to the benevolence of Lord Liu. How can we abandon Lord Liu and flee?"

"My son is going to war, protecting not only Lord Liu, but also our own fields. I understand, I understand..."

Niu Er nodded heavily, tears already welling up in his eyes, and said.

"Mother, don't worry. The leader said that if I die in battle, not only will a large amount of subsidy be issued, but Lord Liu will also raise those two boys to adulthood on my behalf..."

"The only thing your son is worried about is Mother. Please, Mother, take care of your health and forgive your son's lack of filial piety."

The old woman pressed her hand on Niu Er's shoulder and said.

"How can a man shed tears? Take those tears back! How can I not know that if my son does not fight, the bandit's butcher knife might fall on me, on your wife and children?"

"In terms of righteousness and filial piety, my son should go..."

"Go! Go!! Even if my son unfortunately dies on the battlefield, Lord Liu will definitely not mistreat us military households. Lord Liu can be trusted, my son must not have any worries."

"Fight bravely against the enemy, and do not forget righteousness!"

Upon hearing this, Niu Er kowtowed three times heavily to his old mother, and then gave a few words of advice to his wife...

"Clang, clang, clang!"

A distant sound of a copper gong rang out outside the house.

Immediately, Niu Er hugged his wife, and then took another look at his two sons who were still sleeping soundly on the couch. Then, he took the long spear, raised the lit torch, and strode out of the house into the night.

The old woman and his wife subconsciously walked to the door, watching Niu Er disappear into the night, with only the lit torch moving further and further away.

This scene also took place in various parts of "Military Farm Thirteen of Wu".

Along with the sound of the copper gong, torches in the dim night emerged from various houses, gathering from all directions towards the direction where the copper gong was sounding.

As the commander of "Military Farm Thirteen of Wu", Liu Ji did not need to count the numbers. Just by watching the five hundred men, whom he had trained for nearly half a year, instinctively forming a neat military formation, he understood that no one was absent.

Perhaps, this was normal.

The lord treated the military households with kindness, so how could the military households not repay him with their lives?

Moreover, the current military households were not only fighting for the lord, but also fighting for themselves.

"Set off!"

Liu Ji shouted loudly, and then led the assembled military household soldiers, holding torches, and hurrying on their way in the night.

This scene also took place in more than a hundred other military farms scattered in different areas of Wu Commandery.

The areas where the military farms were established were mostly newly reclaimed fields that were not yet cultivated by anyone. A military farm was established with five hundred to a thousand households.

Moreover, the commanders of each military farm were all elites from the army. While managing the military household soldiers to cultivate the land, they constantly practiced various military formation coordination methods.

This "Military Household System", which was improved by Li Ji, almost brought the current advantages of Wu Commandery to the extreme.

A large number of reclaimed fields, a large number of foreign refugees, a large number of military elites...

In addition, it also needed sufficient money and food, and stable popular support.

Perhaps, the appearance of the "Military Household System" seemed somewhat similar to the Tuntian System, but its core was undoubtedly completely different.

It was not the dispersal of soldiers into civilians as the Jiangdong aristocratic families thought, but the hiding of soldiers among the people, and the people were also soldiers.

Currently, there were just over a hundred military farms established in Wu Commandery.

This was not because the limit of Wu Commandery could only set up a hundred or so military farms, but because after a strict selection of brave and strong men, a hundred or so military farms were initially established.

Otherwise, with the preferential treatment of the "Military Household System" and Liu Bei's popular support, I am afraid that military farms would be everywhere in Wu Commandery.

Not to mention that the cooks in the kitchen army would be chopping vegetables so hard that sparks would fly, Wu Commandery's grain could not withstand such waste.

After all, Wu Commandery alone already had a population of more than three million, almost equivalent to the total population of Lujiang, Jiujiang, Danyang, and Yuzhang Commandery.

Population is war potential!

If quality and logistics were not taken into account, it would be easy for Liu Bei to call upon twenty thousand young and strong men under the original "work-for-relief" foundation that had lasted for a year.

Now, under an order from the government office.

Taking advantage of the night, all the soldiers from the military farms moved, concentrating with amazing efficiency.

And the flat and wide official roads inside Wu Commandery allowed night marches to not seriously affect the marching speed...

These military farm soldiers were civilians on weekdays, but they were also soldiers!

Perhaps they could not yet be called elites without having experienced battles, but after half a year of training, coupled with living together day and night, the soldiers within a military farm had already become familiar with each other, having a similar friendship to that of fellow villagers.

This meant that the combat power they could exert would inevitably be far superior to ordinary commandery soldiers!

When the Anti-Wu Alliance completed its final assembly by waterway, nearly 140,000 troops came along the Lishui River towards Yangxian.

Besides the 10,000 garrison troops openly and legitimately drawn from all over Wu Commandery, there were also 50,000 military farm soldiers hidden behind Yangxian.

At this moment, civil officials such as Mi Zhu, Jian Yong, and Gu Yong were stationed in Wu County, stabilizing the rear.

Jia Xu and others arrived at the front line in Yangxian with Xu Sheng and Gan Ning.

The quality displayed by the military farm soldiers made Jia Xu secretly amazed.

This also made Jia Xu completely understand why Li Ji would be so confident in fishing. The real confidence was definitely not himself, nor was it the intelligence agency that had completed the infiltration of Yangzhou.

The real confidence was these 50,000 military household soldiers who were loyal to Wu Commandery, and whose will and beliefs were completely different from ordinary soldiers.

"What kind of monster has Zikun created?"

Jia Xu, who was patrolling among the military household soldiers with Xu Sheng and Gan Ning, secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.

Different from the murderous eyes of the elite, and also different from the lazy and timid expressions of the rabble.

What these military household soldiers exuded in their eyes was a kind of determination and pride, as if they knew very well why they were fighting, and were willing to die for it.

After roughly patrolling around and having a preliminary understanding of these military household soldiers, Jia Xu instead remembered what Li Ji had said unintentionally once.

'This is just the initial military household system, let's maintain it like this for the time being. When the Rende Academy slowly expands, and then select a batch of scholars to integrate into the military household system to carry out ideological education, then it will be truly injecting a soul.'

'At that time, they will know why they are fighting, instead of falling on the battlefield in a follow-the-crowd manner...'

With Jia Xu's wisdom, he could not think of how to inject a soul into these military household soldiers for a while.

However, Jia Xu could feel that Li Ji was probably trying to create an elite soldier that was completely different from the ones that had appeared in history.

And after Jia Xu patrolled around like this, he felt very relieved.

Originally, he felt that the plan was somewhat dangerous, but now he felt that he had overestimated the Anti-Wu Alliance.

With the nearly 140,000 troops of the Anti-Wu Alliance, which were of mixed quality, even a frontal confrontation might not be a match for the 50,000 military household soldiers.

'Zikun, you are really not a good thing. It's okay for those Jiangdong aristocratic families to be kept in the dark, but even I, a gentleman, have been guarding against you all the time?'

Jia Xu said with gritted teeth.

(End of this chapter)