At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

I don't know if it was because of the continuous big fights that the head of Gu was stunned, or if he was really woken up, he finally closed his mouth and stopped shouting.

"Major Gu, you should already know what you have done." Jiang Xigu pressed the long knife against Gu Sixuan's crotch, and the sharp long blade exuded a piercing cold air, "Now, you have two choices, either cooperate with me, at least I can save my life, or take refuge in the chiefs of the group. Although I die, you have to die too."

"me……"

"Last chance, whether you deserve to cooperate or not, you can only answer yes or no." Jiang Xigu said while slowly stabbing the horizontal knife into the hem of Gu Sixuan's clothes, and was still moving forward slowly.

"Yes, yes." Gu Sixuan replied without thinking, "I am willing to cooperate."

After finishing Gu Sixuan, Jiang Xigu and his party dressed up in disguise, pretending to be Gu Sixuan's long entourage, and followed the side of the carriage, while Yuan Wan sat in the carriage.

As for the reason, it is what Jiang Xigu said: "I have a hooked nose, so I don't look like a person riding a carriage. You look too Han, you get in the carriage."

The carriage moved slowly again and continued to drive forward. Their goal was still the bank of the Weser River, where the annual sacrifice would be held, both for Woden and for the Heavenly Father.

Looking out from the window of the carriage, the sky is paper white, covered by faint clouds, and there is still a little white mist in the early morning, making it too misty to see clearly.

In the woods, occasionally some dark shadows passed by, shrouded in mist, and it was hard to tell whether they were humans or beasts.

A group of people moved forward slowly, except for the sound of horseshoes, they could hardly hear other sounds. Yuan Wan was still a little sleepy due to the early morning.

I don't know how long it took, Yuan Wan woke up suddenly, and he immediately turned his head to look. Fortunately, Gu Sixuan was very well-behaved, and was sitting obediently under the supervision of another Han companion, with his eyes blank.

"Ugh-"

Yuan Wan frowned, what kind of voice is this?

"Did you hear any sound?" Yuan Wan said to the students who were soldiers of the Han Mansion beside him.

"I seem to hear it, but it's too small to hear clearly."

"Boom boom boom!"

What is this?Before Yuan Wan could figure it out, Jiang Xigu tapped on the wooden boards of the carriage: "Here we are, get ready."

Eight sturdy Saxon men emerged from the mist with solemn faces, and they carried a huge statue of a god on their shoulders.

The idol is an old man with a white beard, but his face is full of flesh, and he is holding a thing in his hand, whether it is a cross or a hammer.

Behind them is a priest in a white robe, holding a copper basin and constantly sprinkling holy water.

The white-robed priest recited the scriptures loudly in Saxon. He came out as a priest of the old god priest who took a crash course. This priest is obviously not good at learning. Say hello.

Behind them, seven or eight men who were obviously taller and stronger than the others walked forward slowly. It seemed that they were the local leaders "Li Zheng".

Compared with before, the material of their clothes has hardly changed, that is, the clothes buttoned on the shoulders and the overcoat are changed to buttons on the left and right lapels and buttons on the waist.

"The sun sets and the western mountains are dark, the carriage shaft is broken on the main road, the ten armors have added nine armor locks, and one armor invites the gods! Zhang Feigu, Qin Qiong's mace, and ghosts and ghosts are all gone. Please come to Wo... the old god of the heavenly father!"

"Hey Yo! Hey Yo!"

While singing, the villagers walked forward. Many villagers had a lot of rosy faces because they got rid of the situation of low-caste tribesmen, but many people were still sallow and emaciated.

"Is that the baron?" a familiar Lizheng called to the carriage.

Under the pressure of Yuan Wan's eyes and the horizontal knife, Gu Sixuan collected his mind, gritted his teeth and walked out of the carriage, and said in unfamiliar Saxon: "Exactly, I originally wanted to be with you, but I didn't expect something to happen on the way. gone."

"It's not too late, we've just set off...Your Excellency doesn't need to get out of the carriage, you can just take the carriage."

Feeling the coldness on the lower back and Jiang Xigu's murderous eyes beside him, the mayor Gu laughed and said, "This kind of respectful thing is the most taboo of special encounters. Some time ago, the commander-in-chief came to the official document and asked us to have fun with the people."

"Oh?" Li Zheng, who can speak Chinese, immediately cheered up, "Then please tell the baron."

"Come here, come here, I happen to have a gift for the Baron."

"My lord baron, these two attendants are a little strange."

"This is the child of my relative's family, bring it to see the world."

"Oh, so that's the case... Hey, who are you, do you understand the rules..."

"Call-"

"Hey—what's going on?"

"Whizzing--"

"Ah! My hand!"

"The Eight Banners and Hundred Households, Andoneg, are here, and all the idlers are scattered!"

"What's going on here? Where did these Eight Banners come from, Township Chief Gu, Township Chief Gu, please say something!"

Chapter 387 Mom, I can't think of it, I really can't think of the chapter name

"Boy Jiang has done a great job."

Feng Sen smiled and shook the pond newspaper and the title book in his hand and said.

This kid Jiang was with Feng Youde and his group back then. The Hamburg Elementary School at that time could be said to be a star-studded school, not only run by Gisela, but also Feng Sen, Han Shizhong, Wang Sima and others who taught in person, and usually lived with the old tooth soldiers for daily study.

But now this kind of situation is less, the old dental soldiers have their own tasks, and now the primary school in Hamburg is taught by ordinary Confucian scholars and Latin teachers.

Therefore, the people who came out of the first two batches are all elites, and because they are the direct descendants of Jieshuai, their loyalty is guaranteed. In addition, Saxony's expansion is not slow, and their promotion speed is much faster than the latecomers.

Jiang Xigu is one of the best. If he follows the current speed, he can at least reach the level of a Sicheng in his early thirties.

But he was able to achieve such an achievement, which is not only a historical trend, but also a personal struggle.

This kid looks serious, but he has ghosts inside. For example, when he broke the matter in Kassel, the township chiefs and Li Zheng in other places were all in danger.

But what about self-inflicted danger?Dare to rebel?

After coming to Saxony for more than six years, Feng Sen has worked intensively and developed local infrastructure regardless of blood. Isn't it just a decoration, isn't it just to make Saxony his base camp, especially the areas on both sides of the Elbe River.

For six full years, Feng Sen has been using soft knives to cut flesh, first paralyzed them with gifts, then threatened them with spears, and then nibbled away at the small Saxon tribes on the periphery.

By the time the leaders of the big tribes found out, it was already too late. Besides, those tribes that were capable of rebellion were either wiped out by Feng Sen in the Saxon War, or recruited into the Eight Banners.

The rest of the people have honestly entered the Baojia system and can only obediently obey orders.

In addition, there are advantages and disadvantages of joining the Baojia system, that is, it is too difficult to link up with the rebels. Just yesterday, Bingma Si arrested a tribal leader who was trying to link up.

He was reported by his former slave.

Now the township chiefs from all over the country are frantically seconding the Eight Banners and Fubing, and Feng Sen’s desk is filled with paperwork and question books, and the reason is surprisingly the same-to wipe out the bandits, as if a hundred thousand bandits appeared out of thin air in Saxony Same.

Slapping the fodder off his hands, Wang Sima took the test book with a smile. He still had a little impression of this former student.

"What does Wang Sima think of Han Hans' proposal?" With his hand free, Feng Sen stroked a filly in the stable, and the filly licked Feng Sen's palm meekly.

Sima Wang stroked the pony's head and said, "You can give it a try. Let's try it in a few neighborhoods near Brunswick and Hamburg. If it can be implemented in the whole county, and the whole county responds well, then it can be extended to the whole of Saxony."

"good."

Wiping the drool on his hands on the fence, Feng Sen lowered his head and walked out of the stable delivery room through the short door frame. The area in front of him was the pasture outside Lüneburg.

This pasture has a total of [-] mu, and there are about [-] to [-] horses. There are Dawan horses and Jurchen horses brought by Feng Sen, as well as local Hanoverian horses and Andalusian horses. Of course, the most of them are mixed-breed horses.

As Pepin gradually took control of the Iberian region, Feng Sen began to import a large number of Andalusian horses and Arabian horses from him. At this time, the two horses had not undergone much improvement and were not as high as later generations.

On the wide horse farm, horses of various colors are moving freely and leisurely, under the blue sky and white clouds, such a scene is extremely peaceful.

"How is the follow-up dealing with the horse plague a while ago?"

"Stendahl's racecourse was almost completely destroyed. More than 2000 horses died in total, including three precious breeding horses." Almost lamented, Wang Sima said slowly, "The three racecourses were completely wiped out..."

"Fortunately, it was dealt with in a timely manner." Feng Sen also sighed softly, "What's the name of that village chief, Stendahl?"

"Smith."

"Oh, I still have the impression that it was the little official who copied books in Hamburg back then. After two years of local work, I tried to let him go to the Ministry of Education."

"Understood." Wang Sima took out a pamphlet and made two notes.

Speaking of this, Feng Sen continued to ask: "How many horses can we mobilize now?"

"There used to be 3 horses, but now there are only [-] horses left, but only about [-] of them can be used for riding and fighting, and the rest can only be used as draft horses."

In five years, Feng Sen has built almost thirty horse farms. The big ones have two to three thousand horses, and the small ones only have four to five hundred horses. In addition, Baqi owns horses and folks also raise pack horses.

In the case of too much impact on production, the number of horses that Feng Sen can currently mobilize is almost close to [-].

According to the records of "Song History Bing Zhi", "everyone who herds a horse, and feeds it back and forth, covers an area of ​​[-] mu." However, the Tang Dynasty was slightly lower. According to "Tian Zhi", the Tang Dynasty had [-] mu for a horse and [-] mu for a donkey.

This is also the allocation of acres of land that Feng Sen asked Eight Banners to raise horses.

Feng Sen's [-] war horses seem to be many, but not all of them can be used. Of the [-] war horses, at least [-] are kept in stock. It is estimated that only [-] to [-] horses can be put into use.

This number can equip almost [-] cavalry. In addition, each man of the government soldiers must have at least one horse, and the banner men must have at least one horse or donkey per fire, and each team must have an additional two horses or donkeys.

In other words, in addition to two horses to fight, a Fubing cavalry also needs a pack horse to carry things.

But pack horses also have the problem that the stocked horses cannot be used immediately. It is estimated that only 2 of the more than [-] pack horses can be used.

At present, only counting 3000 government soldiers, 3000 horses were distributed, and 1500 horses were distributed for 5500 flagmen. The remaining [-] horses had to be worn out and replaced on the one hand, and had to be transported and logistics on the other.

You must know that a horse has at least 45 shi of forage per year, and it needs to eat three liters of feed and a bunch of hay every day. For some spoiled war horses, this amount has to increase.

What is the concept of this quantity?The so-called materials refer to soybeans and brown rice, and sometimes eggs. As for the hay, it seems that a bundle is small, but it is about 10 to 12 catties.

These horses are still delicate and cannot eat only (Harmony) concentrates, or only hay.

Those tall and wide war horses almost eat 20 times or even twice the food of ordinary horses. Anyway, Feimane eats at least [-] catties of hay and concentrate feed a day.

In other words, the money to raise a horse can basically raise five people. If the previous standard is really used, then Feng Sen's 20 horses are almost equivalent to raising [-] people.

Even if it is only calculated on the basis of rations, excluding the cost of forage, the rice beans that raise 10 horses can feed almost [-] to [-] people.

That is to say, the Saxon region is sparsely populated, and a large number of grasslands can be divided for horse herding. Otherwise, the cost of raising horses will be so high that Wang Sima said it was invincible.

However, too much land occupied by the horse farm also caused a problem, that is, the encroachment on pastures. Since a lot of land in Saxony is not suitable for reclamation into fields, many times these fields exist in the form of pastures.

But there are only so many suitable pastures, and if the horses occupy them, other livestock will be gone.

Fortunately, Feng Sen started to promote silage technology four years ago. The silage produced by the silo can greatly reduce the feed requirements of cattle and sheep.

Similarly, horses can also eat a small amount of silage, but they can only eat a little, not too much. It accounts for [-]% to [-]% at most, but even this [-]% to [-]% has already reduced a lot of the burden of raising horses.

"Wang Sima, is there a silo near here?"

"Yes, on the edge of Lüneburg."

"Take me to see."

Chapter 388 Silage Technology

The so-called silage is actually pickled grass.

The principle is to use the natural enzymes and acidic conditions in plant tissues, plus the compression and sealing during storage, to convert the sugar in plant tissues into organic acids, inhibit the growth of bacteria and mold, and retain the nutrients of plants.

The advantage of this is that these green grasses are stored when they are the freshest, and under this condition, the nutrients including various proteins and minerals are well preserved.

In addition, silage technology also has another point, that is, it can recycle soybean and rye straw that were not suitable as feed through fermentation, and become good feed that can be imported.

Silage has a high water content and high nutritional content. If you use hay for stockpiling, you will accidentally burn the forage field.

Grabbing a handful of silage from the samples brought by the silo tower clerk, Feng Sen carefully observed that the silage was short in lengths of one to three centimeters, damp and a little sticky in the hand.

I went up and smelled it, and there was a peculiar smell, with a faint sour smell, and a layer of faint green stains on the surface.

At this moment, Feng Sen and his team are standing on a small mound near Kalkberg. The terrain is selected to be higher to prevent moisture.

Beside Feng Sen and his party, there were three cylinders that seemed to be Armstrong-style cyclotrons standing upright. The towers were built of red bricks and bonded with three-component cement.

The entire silage tower is about three or four stories high, and beside it is a long wooden ladder. A silage worker is climbing up and down the tower, looking very busy.

On one side of the tower, there is a huge feed opening, like a giant door, and on the other side, there is a small sealed opening for feeding and extracting silage.

"Introduce me." Feng Sen threw the silage in his hand into the basket and asked the little official in front of him.

These silage towers belonged to horse farms in various places, and the horse farms basically belonged to Feng Sen's Shaofu, so the Lombard official in brown and yellow linen in front of him belonged to the Shaofu.

"Here." The little official raised his hand respectfully and saluted.

"Look, Commander, this is our silage tower..." As he spoke, the Lombard official led the way forward.

The so-called silage technology actually originated in ancient Egypt and was widely used in the Roman era, but unfortunately, this technology also died out with the invasion of the barbarians and was only spread in a small number of areas.

It was not until the later 19th century that it was reintroduced from northern Europe to the south, which is considered a wonder.

At the beginning, Feng Sen only knew the general principle of this technology, and let the officials, big and small, figure out how to practice it. Fortunately, when Lombardy was driven to Villetti, he also brought a lot of books and technology from the ancient Roman period.

Among them is a former priest who is very experienced in silage technology, which is why the current scale has been achieved.