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"Let that child, Lida, follow you. It's not a problem if she hits you three times. I'm not talking about you, Sun Boyang... Brother Sun Boyang, you are obviously not up to standard with your family and work time. Look, your daughter , do you need someone to accompany you? Your younger brother, does he need your help? Your father, I’m angry at the mention of your father. He actually wants me and your brother to lower their wages. Look, these things at home have to be resolved, right? "

"This……"

"That's right, Sun Boyang, your brother, your daughter, we can still help out ideologically and spiritually, but your father, do you have to do it yourself?" Okedo also joined the discussion.

Sun Boyang rubbed his nose helplessly. Unexpectedly, not long after Sumarokov and Okdo met, they would "criticize" him with the same hatred.

80 Guerrilla Plan

"Oh, don't mention this, let's talk about business and business."

Sun Boyang quickly changed the subject, cleared his throat, took out the documents in the bag, and handed them to Okedo.

"You didn't sleep last night, did you? Did you write it overnight? The handwriting looks very new." Okdo asked Sun Boyang with a frown as soon as he opened it.

"Slept, slept for a while, is it okay if you don't sleep, I must have slept." Sun Boyang replied with erratic eyes.

"This matter is doubtful." Okdo said in disbelief.

"Look, let me tell you about my plan by the way." Sun Boyang continued to change the subject.

"My plan is, Okto, you have to go to the southern region and lead the battle there. I know you don't know much about military theory..."

"Huh? Who said I don't understand military theory?" Okdo raised his head in surprise.

"You understand?" Sun Boyang was also surprised.

"I worked as a military doctor with the Tiamat Legion for two years when I was young, and I retired because of a disease in the north." Okedo laughed.

"How come you never said..."

"You didn't ask?"

"Then why didn't you mention it when you chatted before..."

"There's nothing to mention." Okdo shook his head.

"When I was in the Tiamat Legion, the problem of the tide of monsters was not that serious. Our main task is not to fight the tide of monsters, but to clear up the refugees there." Okdo sighed.

"Clear the payment?" Sun Boyang and Sumarokov looked at each other. They didn't know anything about that period. One was an old antique, and the other was a newcomer who had just arrived in three years. They didn't even know what happened in the north in the early years.

"Yes, it's the payment." Okdo poured coffee from the pot, added a little sugar and replied to Sun Boyang.

"At that time, it was much the same as it is now. The north was hit by disasters, and more and more farmers fled famine, and they couldn't find a place to go. So each of them slowly evolved into robbers and bandits. The Tiamat Legion was ordered to clear Pay these bandits."

"This is a normal decision. The bandits bully the peasants and should be cleaned up. But the problem is more than that. During this period, we cleared several refugee strongholds, and basically most of the bandits were brought to justice. After that, we are preparing to clear the The last few strongholds were lost, and at this time the order to call back was sent back, and the legion headquarters asked us to give up marching and sit idly by."

"During that time, I discovered that the refugees who were taken away basically chose to rob the landlords and nobles of food. Because there were so many of these people, they could only take huge risks to rob the noble landlords of food, so they They were also the first to be surrendered by the legion, but those who quickly became smart and chose to cooperate with the landlords and nobles and bully the peasants together, they survived smoothly."

"What's the situation?" Sumarokov didn't quite understand, and asked Sun Boyang.

"Ah, this is very similar to mine. The reason is very simple. The nobles and landlords are not easy to show up at all times. Many times they need to control the peasants, but not all the dirty work can be done by them. At this time, they need to A suitable candidate." Sun Boyang explained with a sigh.

"The peasants rebelled, and the landlords and nobles let these people do things with cruel and vicious methods. In addition to looting, they would usually take food from the nobles and landlords to maintain their existence."

"Whether it's landlords, nobles, officials or the army, they all like this kind of sensible bandits. On the one hand, they can ask the treasury for expenses, and on the other hand, they can pretend to be meritorious. For these people, no one dislikes these guys, except for suffering poor peasants."

Sun Boyang slowly explained to Sumarokov that after hearing this, Sumarokov could only bow his head in silence, feeling indignant at this kind of thing.

"So you know why I attach so much importance to the situation in the south. The situation in the countryside is very complicated. If there is no clear help, they will inevitably fail, and even suffer brutally." Sun Boyang said again.

"So since then, I have been full of disgust for this kind of activity. I happened to be sick at the time, so I retired and went home to take over the business." Okdo said calmly at last.

"It must be resolved in the countryside." Sun Boyang nodded solemnly.

"October, my idea is that you are going to the southern region to lead the collective work of farmers according to the local form. If the nobles ask for dissolution, then agree first. If they want to use knives, then you must also take countermeasures. Everything The lives and safety of the peasants are the most important thing, and we must not impose burdens on the peasants just because of slogans or our ideas. Now we are still in a relatively weak position, where we can cooperate with the resistance of the legion and officials to base The situation has changed the course." Sun Boyang continued.

"I understand that ideals cannot be rushed. When I get there, I will make a judgment based on the situation. Preserving the fire is the most important thing."

"That's right! You really deserve to be my bosom friend if you think so!"

Sun Boyang and Okedo laughed, and both agreed and praised each other's ideas.

"Can farmers understand? If we let them give up, will they be willing? Will they think that we have betrayed them, and will it make it very difficult to carry out work again in the future?" Sumarokov asked arrive.

"About this point, I have also thought about it. Because the peasants' collective land was deprived, the peasants once again became poor peasants and had great distrust of work. I have written a letter of proposal to the parliament. In the letter, I propose that the After the guerrilla forces have successfully expelled the aristocratic landlords or nobles, they will divide and distribute their land to ensure a strong situation in the southern region. The position I want for you is this: the provisional government of the southern region sends a land representative. This position is nominally Very high, ordinary officials and military officers will not refuse your reasonable request." Sun Boyang took out another letter and said.

"If the peasants are oppressed by the landlords after being forcibly deprived of their land, we must place our hopes on the leaders we have elected. If they can persevere, I think things will not change. too bad."

"That's the problem. Landlords are not fools. They must be looking for a leader." Okdo also said seriously.

"Some people have to go out to work as guerrilla troops, so that they can cooperate with more beneficial work." Sumarokov, who has not spoken, suggested that he still has a little understanding of this aspect.

"Everything is decided according to the specific situation, Okdo, you are the general manager of the farmers' collective, and everything must be handled flexibly according to various situations. By then, I am afraid that it will take a month and a half to deliver a letter to you. Let us It will be very difficult to contact you, I know I am sorry for you..."

"What are you talking about!" Okdo was unhappy after hearing Sun Boyang's guilt, he slapped the table angrily and said.

"Sun Boyang, it's true that I'm your friend, but don't forget, why did I become your friend? How can you feel sorry for me!?"

Okedo spread his hands, and Sun Boyang, who seemed to be preaching, said, Sun Boyang couldn't help laughing again, he is such a lovely friend, such a lovely brother tz, with simple feelings and ideals, it is much better to be accompanied by someone than to go alone .

"Mr. Sumarokov, take a look." Okdo saw that Sun Boyang was still laughing, and motioned to Sumarokov a little unhappy.

"Yes, Brother Sun Boyang, you are indeed narrow-minded." Sumarokov laughed and criticized Sun Boyang.

"It's my fault. The main reason is that it's more bitter over there. It might be difficult to even eat yellow noodles over there." Sun Boyang sighed.

"What are you afraid of suffering? You can't have double standards, Sun Boyang. You are strict with yourself, but you are afraid of others suffering. What is this? It's as if you are a superman and I am a skinny monkey." Okto continued Tanshou said helplessly.

"Okay, okay. By the way, I have already drawn up good people for the guerrilla army." Sun Boyang raised his head again and said happily.

"Is it Mikochi and the others?" Okedo asked.

"That's right, I plan to propose to the parliament and the military that half of them go to the southern region to lead troops to support the battle, and the remaining half expand their influence in the army. I don't worry about handing over the guerrilla forces to others. It's still Migucci and the others, no There will be situations where you agree with the landlords without telling you." Sun Boyang nodded and said.

"You can ask for more light infantry and arm them. After all, guerrilla warfare with cold weapons is also very difficult. Sun Boyang, you have to be prepared." Sumarokov said.

"Well, I have a plan." Sun Boyang laughed again.

"Did you forget the research you and Daisia ​​did?"

"You mean that... Oh! Yes, if there is enough time, it should be enough time for those dwarves to arrive." Sumarokov suddenly realized.

"But will it be too heavy? Is it not convenient for guerrillas to use?" Sumarokov asked again.

"Not that, where did you think, you only studied one?" Sun Boyang touched his pocket, then withdrew his hand and said.

"That's that one? There are only two or three in total..."

Sumarokov began to think about which research was suitable for guerrillas, but he couldn't think of it.

"Do you think that "Dwarf Fire" is not suitable?" Sun Boyang asked.

"That? There are only a few shots, and they are non-renewable. Can you count on them? Besides, there are no dwarf firecrackers for use?" Sumarokov scratched his head in doubt.

"Who said that dwarf firearms must be used?" Sun Boyang asked rhetorically.

"What's the use?"

"Didn't you play as a kid?"

"As a child..."

"not……?"

"That's right, it's simple, it's easy to make, and people with enough strength can just stay out of the range and won't be injured."

"Well, it sounds like a solution." Sumarokov nodded in agreement and sighed again.

"It's a pity that Moradin's tree was almost extinct during my time, and the one I found now is about to wither, and it probably won't be able to last the next year to bear new fruit."

"It can be regarded as the final contribution." Sun Boyang nodded and said.

"Although there is only so much left, it should be enough to deal with a few battles. After all, our enemy's magic level should not be high."

81 Moradin's Tree

The three said goodbye, Sun Boyang was going back to the Palace of the Brave to submit a proposal, Sumarokov was going back to the factory to help take a look at the "Dwarf Fire" at the end, and Okedo just wanted to tidy up and prepare.

Everyone is going their own way, busy, in this era, in this period, they are as busy as birds that don't touch the ground. It has been three days since Sun Boyang finished working on the proposal, and he decided to use this afternoon Go back early on the adjournment day, and meet Father March and Mikoki.

Commander Victor's actions must be said to be swift. This time he uncharacteristically insisted on cutting the mess quickly. In a very short time, before His Majesty Alexander contacted them, and before they realized anything, he or Throwing them into prison or directly executing them was a huge response. Many nobles in the army resisted strongly, but under the gentleness of Victor's leadership and the double blow of sticks and carrots, most of the small nobles They all chose to compromise. After all, they were not the ones commanded by Victor, and the rest of the middle-level officers generally chose to invest directly in the bourgeois faction. Well, His Majesty Alexander didn't retreat, nor was he imprisoned, but he stopped interfering in politics. These small and medium-sized nobles are still generally acceptable.

Except for the stubborn ones who refused to accept softness, but the stubborn ones were a minority after all, and they were quickly eliminated. By the No. 60 day when the provisional government was established, that is, March 1727, 3 in the mainland calendar, the three legions basically The integration has been completed, and it has become a larger joint army. Under the leadership of Marshal Oleg, they are ready to launch an attack on the noble faction in the western region, but this is all a later story.

Now, Sun Boyang is still thinking about the immediate problem.

The Toliask factory is always prosperous, not only because of the large number of orders, but also because of the mentality of the workers. Sun Boyang seldom goes home recently. He often comes here after work to rest after correcting official documents at night. The manor is far away from here. , it is not convenient, Sun Boyang chose to rest here all the time in order to use his precious time, and also in order not to be nagged by his father in various ways.

As soon as we approached the workshop, the hot air rushed in. Sun Boyang greeted everyone in an easy-going way, and walked all the way to the busy and busy Sumarokov. Although this old tz is very old, he has a heart. Not old, he sits and works with other workers enthusiastically, occasionally stops to rest and talks and laughs, and seems to have completely become one with the workers.

The workers were also very surprised at first. They did not expect that the legendary Mr. Brave would also do this kind of work, and he did it very well. After several days of communication, they realized that the Brave is not like the one described in the legend. Like a god, he also has emotions, food he likes and food he doesn't like, he also likes to drink, and he is even keen to share cigarettes with everyone. The most important thing is that he has no airs, despite his appearance, he is already 80 or [-] years old He is old, but his personality is like a young man in his twenties.

"Then they "touched" and flew into the sky. You don't know how disgusting those abominations are. At that time, the abomination warriors of the Demon Race were all tall and two meters tall, spliced ​​with pieces all over their bodies, and then wore The armor rushed towards me. If these things were alive...well, standing in front of you, I guess you wouldn't be able to eat for three days, but even though almost 99.9% of the hatreds are like mindless remains Guy, but I also found a conscious…”

Sumarokov let go of the work in his hands, sorted out the few qualified weapons he had just made and passed them to the back, propped his hands on his waist, and talked about his previous experience.

The factories and workers allowed him to regain his sense of existence and his passion. The youth he once had was back, and now he is no longer fighting alone. He is naturally extraordinarily enthusiastic and cheerful.

"Sumarokov, what are you talking about?"

Sun Boyang came over, patted his shoulder and asked with a smile.

"Talking about hatred, you know, I have seen thoughtful hatred before, just like... we have seen it before... I don't know if you were still interested at that time, just the previous theme of robots with consciousness, I have seen it No? It gave me such a feeling at the time." Sumarokov spread his hands and said.

"It sounds like I have a thought, why do I feel more like "Frankenstein"?" Sun Boyang asked after thinking for a moment.

"Whatever, it's just a story. It's been 100 years. I guess this abomination has disappeared long ago." Sumarokov said nonchalantly, reaching for a towel to wipe his hands.

"How will the abomination be scrapped? Disassemble?" Sun Boyang asked curiously.

"I heard that it won't be scrapped. Generally, as long as the important structure of this thing is not damaged, or it is exposed to sunlight for a long time, it will always be as strong as a zombie."

"Then maybe they survived, and maybe you can still see the story of the robot rebelling against the demons."

"Oh, it's a wonderful idea, don't talk about it, let's go, I will show you the situation."

Sumarokov put on his clothes and went out with Sun Boyang. During this time, he actually had a lot of things to do. On the one hand, because he can read and understand Sun Boyang’s textbooks better, he has to act as a literate teacher every night. The teacher of the class went to teach the workers from various factories. He himself has rich experience. Although he is not very good at this kind of low-level popularization, he has done well with the help of several other old Leszeks.

Sun Boyang is also busy. He has to check all kinds of proposals in the parliament. Some proposals are simply aristocratic. They even demand that all peasants’ land be returned to the public to grow food better. What kind of hook is this? The truth is, Sun Boyang can only call back directly in an angry and funny manner, going back and forth with various or extremely important, or extremely bastard proposals every day, and has to come back at night to comprehensively assess the situation and make further considerations.

Many times people are involuntary.

Fortunately, there are friends who can be trusted, or comrades-in-arms. He is not completely alone. He can take care of all aspects and is working hard to develop.Everything is still in its infancy, and being able to achieve this step can be regarded as a human endeavor.

The two of them walked out of the workshop and walked to a remote pasture. There was a big tree planted here. The leaves of the tree were like pine needles. It looked like a pine tree. The strange thing was that there were no pine cones on the tree. It didn't fall, it looked listless, and it seemed that it wouldn't last until next spring. It is estimated that this tree won't last long.

"The tree of Moradin, a miracle of nature."

Sun Boyang sighed.

This tree was found in the mansion of the Earl of Alama, and the soldiers copied the mansion of the Earl of Alama and found this tall Moradin tree. It happened that the leader of the army remembered that Sun Boyang once offered a reward in the newspaper to find the one that could create a fire element. Animals, plants, or minerals with magical effects, or even everything, the leader of the army jerk obsequiously sent someone to dig up the tree and dedicated it to Sun Boyang. Fortunately, when Count Alama left, he left a servant who took care of the yard. Under the explanation, the army j knew what this tree was, so there was no situation of extortion of treasures.

"Unfortunately, this is probably the only tree of Moradin left in the entire Yondalim, and even in the north, and it probably won't last long." Sumarokov said with a sigh.

"This tree is generally only planted in the south, and even in the south, it only exists on the rarest red land. Moradin's tree can only survive on heavy metal land. The red soil planted on the veins is the best. His tree The roots will gradually absorb metal, the longer the time, the higher the age, the easier it is for the ore veins in the planting ground to concentrate, it can be regarded as a real rare treasure."

"It's a pity that when the demons invaded, the dwarf kingdom was breached, and most of the Moradin trees planted there were deliberately destroyed by the demons. This kind of tree has been cherished since then."

"The red soil cannot be collected at all. There are fewer such terrains in the north, and it is still in some hidden areas of the Southern Cross Forest. This tree has fulfilled its historical mission gloriously. When it withers in the coming year, carve it into a wooden sculpture to celebrate it." Remember it."

"Maybe they don't want to be carved into wood carvings." Sumarokov chuckled, and two workers from the literacy class came out from the small door of the factory beside them, carefully carrying a box together. He came over, laid it flat on the table and opened it.

"Thank you for your hard work." Sun Boyang shook hands and said.

"There is no need to be so cautious about this thing. As long as it does not suffer a huge impact, it will not explode at will under normal circumstances. You are too scared." Sumarokov wiped the feathers inside the box again with a smile, and took out Said a small black ball.

"Mr. Brave, you are bold. Since everyone saw the power of this thing that day, no one has been cautious about him."

The two workers stood behind with a smile, looking at the "dwarf fire" with curiosity and fear and said.

"Don't panic, this thing only encounters a big impact. For example, if you chop it down with all your strength with a knife, or shoot at it with a bow and arrow, or collide with other high-speed things, otherwise it won't explode."

A small "dwarf fire" embodies the miracle of natural evolution. If the seed of this Moradin tree is easily produced and preserved when it is close to maturity, it can become the powerful monster they see now. "Dwarf Fire", although it is called "fire", it has nothing to do with fire at all. The power of this kind of seed will only be displayed when it collides with an object at high speed. "Fire" will split open quickly, releasing a huge impact. The maximum damage radius is half a meter, and it can perfectly affect at least two or three people. After the "Dwarf's Fire" bursts open, his outer skin, which is harder than fine steel, will scatter. Splash, to use the witty words of Sumarokov and Sun Boyang: If there is such a thing on the earth, then children holding slingshots will be regarded as top artillery by white bandits or devils.

(ps: I will modify the various typos and wrong symbols in the previous chapters later, I am moved by my hard work)

82 people are not made of iron

"Experiment?"

Sumarokov raised the enlarged slingshot from under the table again, which was just made in the past few days. Although Sun Boyang’s idea was a bit whimsical, Sumarokov thought it over comprehensively and felt that It's really good, the foreign world is different from other worlds, and the technological regime is very good, but there is one thing that is very powerful. In the words of the East, it is a lot of geniuses and treasures.