Chapter 257: Differentiation and Co-optation
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

As the sun rose, the rapid and loud sound of trumpets echoed between heaven and earth. Under the witness of Changshengtian, millions of cavalrymen, led by Mu Huali, one of the "Four Heroes", headed straight for the land outside the Great Wall.

Under the blue sky, it is boundless and fills the entire grassland, like a river bursting its banks, mighty and unstoppable.

The nomadic people who grew up under the ravages of the White Hair Wind have a strong will, a sturdy body, and a strength that is no less than the ninth level of martial arts. Coupled with their skilled horsemanship, they make people tremble in fear.

Wherever they passed, all tribes, big and small, surrendered, and their troops headed straight for the western border of the Qing Dynasty.

……

"My lord, I ask for a fight!"

Looking at the overwhelming tents under the Liaoyang city and listening to the sounds of training coming from his ears, Shitou clasped his hands together and spoke in a muffled voice.

It is now the end of June. Qingdi City and the Qing Dynasty have been confronting each other here for nearly half a month, and waves of Han landlord armed forces are gathering here like streams.

Without the accumulation of small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles; without the accumulation of small streams, one cannot form a river or sea!
Countless armed forces of the landlords made the camp expand again and again, stretching for thousands of miles. Looking up, it was a large black mass, like dark clouds as heavy as lead in the sky.

However, Shen Yuanliang turned a blind eye to this, and drank tea leisurely every day, enjoying the company of his beautiful wife, not caring at all, which made Shitou and others extremely anxious, and they asked for a fight from time to time.

"Wait a little longer, the time has not come yet."

Under the five-colored canopy, Shen Yuanliang put down the "Tao Te Ching" in his hand, stretched lazily, twisted his neck, and his rusty bones crackled.

"Cuckoo!"

Under the red fire, the emerald green tea soup was rolling violently, as if it was about to overflow, just like the land outside the Great Wall at this moment, which could explode at any time.

Picking up the teapot, Shen Yuanliang slowly poured two cups of tea. He took a sip and said, "Try it. This is the spiritual tea I cultivated with great difficulty."

As for food, clothing, shelter and transportation, Shen Yuanliang would not treat himself badly if he had the ability. With the assistance of the Green Emperor's authority, the Dahongpao he dug from Wuyi Mountain further transformed and became a fourth-grade acquired spiritual plant.

The emerald green tea leaves float in the teacup, like crystal clear jade, exuding a rich fragrance that makes people intoxicated.

"Tons, tons, tons!"

Seeing this, Shitou had to suppress his anxiety, picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, not caring whether it was hot or not, and not even savoring the taste, just swallowing it whole.

As the breeze blew by, the irritable stone gradually calmed down. A misty air enveloped the body, making it seem like a fairy.

Half an hour later, Shitou scratched his head and felt his mind was pure, his body was clear, his surging blood and energy became thicker, and he even felt a swelling sensation between his eyebrows.

"boom!"

It was as if the world was created, and another divine treasure was opened up. Mysterious energy circulated throughout the body, cleansing the skin, flesh, and bones, and refining the energy of qi and blood.

From the first divine treasure to the ninth divine treasure, Shitou drank a cup of tea and broke through the last layer of window paper. His martial arts cultivation rose rapidly and reached the peak of the rebirth realm.

"Fortune, great fortune."

Shen Yuanliang, who was sitting on the ground, played with the monkey talisman in his hand, raised his eyebrows and exclaimed in admiration.

After browsing through thousands of martial arts secrets, Shen Yuanliang created the Qi and blood martial arts based on Chinese martial arts, specializing in the cultivation of essence and blood. "Wu Dian" is his culmination of these works.

The state of rebirth is the highest state at present. This state specializes in cultivating the divine storage of the human body, allowing the human body to transform again and again, just like a silkworm, which undergoes nine transformations to achieve a supreme precious body.

"boom!"

At this moment, a special firework shot up into the sky, and a smiling face bloomed in the sky, very brilliant.

Shen Yuanliang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bustling camp, and smiled mysteriously: "The plan has begun!"

With the title of Tuanlianshi, there were resistance forces everywhere. After knocking down one fortress, there were thousands of fortresses, and they were killed endlessly. Besides, this war had nothing to do with ordinary people. Shen Yuanliang had his own moral bottom line. He couldn't bring himself to wield the sword in his hand to kill the poor people who had nothing.

Especially when it comes to massacring tens of millions of civilians, no one has the determination or cruelty to do so.

……

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The sound of drums piercing the clouds and splitting the rocks rang out, and many soldiers who were training, under the orders of their officers, went to the rear camp in groups of three or five.

"Again, it's brown rice, without any oil or water."

Zhao Si, who was thin and wearing simple leather armor, pulled the corner of his mouth and complained.

Born in a small village at the foot of Xiangya Mountain, Zhao Si was in his prime. His family was extremely poor and he had not yet found his other half.

A hemp rope breaks at the thinnest part, and misfortune only finds the unfortunate. The head of the Qian family spent 100,000 taels of silver to donate a position of a militia commander, and Zhao Si was thus conscripted into the army.

"It's good to have food."

"Eat quickly. We have to train again soon. If you don't eat enough, you won't have the energy."

Liu Neng, a fellow villager who was squatting nearby, had a bitter face and said helplessly.

In order to form an army as quickly as possible, the three-day or five-day drills became all-day drills, from morning to night. Many people could not bear it and rolled up their straw mats, becoming lonely graves.

Those in power do not eat meat, they only know how to intensify training. If they are not satisfied, they will be beaten with a stick, leaving their skin torn and flesh exposed. As for human life, they do not care.

The common people are like weeds on the roadside, trampled upon by anyone and worthless.

"Brother, I heard that everyone in Qingdi City can have enough to eat. My third aunt's daughter's nephew wrote to me a few days ago and said that his family of eight has divided the land, and there are eight acres of irrigated land!"

"It is said that Qingdi City is a place favored by heaven. Blessed by heaven, every acre of land produces 15 shi of grain. 15 shi!"

An ordinary middle-aged man who could not be seen in the crowd looked around and spoke quietly.

"Really, really?"

Hearing this, Liu Neng, who was eating with big mouthfuls, asked stutteringly.

You and I are both mortal, born in this world.

I am busy all day and have no time to rest.

As an ant in the world, an ant that works hard all day long, the biggest wish of Liu Neng and others is to own one or two acres of thin land and make a living.

"Defeat the gentry and the powerful, so that everyone can have land to farm, everyone can have food to eat, and everyone will be well fed and warm!"

The middle-aged man looked around and said in a deep voice.

As a member of the Tianjian Division, at the suggestion of Shen Yuanliang, in order to deal with the numerous landlord armed forces, countless non-staff personnel infiltrated into the military camp one after another.

One person keeps watch, while the other speaks eloquently, using his eloquent tongue and tempting slogans to deceive people's hearts. No, he publicizes the policies of Qingdi City and wins over the vast number of poor people.

The gentry class is the fish in the stream, and the people are the soft and weak "water". Once the fish leave the water, they are just a group of paper tigers that will burst with a single poke.

For a time, the entire camp was in turmoil. I don't know how many people secretly colluded with each other, and one person told ten people, ten people told a hundred people, and a hundred people told a thousand people...

(End of this chapter)

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