After taking a seat, everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Zhongyuan.

When everyone looked at him, Wu Zhongyuan was also looking around at everyone, the warriors here were meeting him for the first time, these people were almost zero loyal to him, this meeting was very important, and everyone had confidence in him.

Since he had thought about how today's meeting should be conducted last night, Wu Zhongyuan did not hesitate much, "Who am I, you must already know, how I got these six walled cities, you should have heard about it, whether you want to or not, and whether you look at me or not, you will work with me in the future." ”

After a short pause, Wu Zhongyuan said again, "You may feel abandoned by the bird clan, don't have this kind of thought, you must know that whether it is the bird god bear god or the cow god, they are all under the command of the dragon god, and I am the reincarnation of the golden dragon, do you have any doubts about this?"

Wu Zhongyuan said, Li Wanzi secretly looked at him out of the corner of his eye, and when they met for the first time, his words were obviously a little hard.

Wu Zhongyuan said again, "You have not been abandoned by the bird clan, the only change is that these six walled cities, including Jiumu and Jiulian, were previously managed by the bird god bear god and the cow god, but now they have been changed to the dragon god directly under the central government. ”

Wu Zhongyuan said nothing, but no one answered.

Wu Zhongyuan said, "If you have any objections, you can raise them in person." ”

His identity has been recognized by the three clans, and no one doubts it.

"Our current situation is indeed not optimistic, but I am the Jiuyang bloodline, I can practice the Yellow Dragon Technique of the Bear Clan, and the Green Dragon Armor of the Bird Clan has also recognized me as the master, and with the protection of the Dragon God, no matter how dangerous the situation is, we can resolve it. No matter how big the odds, we can overcome them. Wu Zhongyuan said,

Wu Zhongyuan's words attracted Li Wanzi's sideways attention again.

Wu Zhongyuan knew why Li Wanzi looked at him, in the eyes of the world, leaders should be silent, the city government is profound, and he should not boast about it, but he has a reason to do this, in fact, it is also helpless, he has to let these warriors know that he is destined to be, and he has a bamboo in his chest. If even the leader is not confident, how can the subordinates have confidence.

After finishing the serious question, Wu Zhongyuan leaned back and said casually, "In two years, there will be earth-shattering changes in Middle Earth, before that, we must reorganize our arms and war, what good suggestions do you have for people's livelihood and war preparedness?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one answered.

"Say it casually, speak freely, and don't worry if you make a mistake," Wu Zhongyuan said with a smile, "I am very generous, and if the suggestion is adopted, there will be a heavy reward." ”

Seeing that he was lazy and casual, everyone became a little more bold and began to try to come up with ideas.

Wu Zhongyuan listened most of the time, and occasionally asked questions, as long as he spoke, he would definitely be able to point out the crux of the problem.

Soon everyone began to admire him, because he knew everything, whether it was farming, metallurgy, or martial arts, and even city defense and the art of war.

Before his return, Wu Zhongyuan had studied all aspects of knowledge in a targeted manner, and was able to have in-depth discussions with the warriors in charge of farming, and his insights could also make the metallurgical masters ashamed, and he also had unique insights into archery, and he could also give very professional instructions on the construction of houses and the architectural layout of the city.

The so-called discussion is actually to promote democracy, but democracy is always relative, and the decisive role is still centralized, to put it bluntly, it is the boss who has the final say, and the tone set by Wu Zhongyuan is also very simple, and the people's livelihood draws on the national policy set when China was threatened by foreign nuclear weapons, digging deep holes, and accumulating grain. In every walled city, a city, and a besieged city, a hole should be dug for hiding and refuge, and as much grain and grass as possible should be stored.

The strategy in terms of combat readiness is to select and train as many warriors as possible, improve the aura cultivation of warriors of all levels as quickly as possible, create stronger armor and sharper weapons for warriors of all levels as much as possible, and try to build the walls tall and strong, and finally form an archery unit, ordinary soldiers have no advantage in charging into battle, which will cause a large number of casualties, and the warriors are responsible for hand-to-hand combat.

After the tone was set, everyone had a targeted discussion around Wu Zhongyuan's instructions, and all these requests he made could be implemented, but only if there was enough food.

At this time, the problem of food and clothing has not been solved, no matter which walled city, life is stretched, and the thing that every city lord is worried about is how to feed his people, and the problem of food and clothing cannot be solved, so he has no energy to do anything else.

Some people proposed to expand the scope of hunting and the number of hunts, hoarding a large number of cured meat and bacon, this suggestion was vetoed by Wu Zhongyuan, at this time it is the season of breeding and breeding of birds and beasts, it is not suitable for hunting, and hunting can be carried out in the autumn and winter agricultural and slack seasons, and there is no need to do it now.

The top priority at the moment is to find a way to make a breakthrough in farming, fertilizing and watering, and deep management, although it can increase yield, but it is still a symptom rather than a cure, and the grain output is simply not enough for daily consumption, so there is no surplus.

Subsequently, some people suggested that the fox tribe in southern Xinjiang had high-yield grain varieties, which could be changed again.

Previously, Wu Zhongyuan went to southern Xinjiang to exchange grain seeds, and also knew that the grain of the fox clan was highly productive, just when he was considering whether it was still too late to sow seeds at this time, someone unintentionally said a sentence that caught his attention, this is an elderly warrior, responsible for farming, according to this person, the fox tribe is very cunning, and the grain exchanged with outsiders is not a real high-yield grain species, not only the seeds are very small, but also can not be sown twice, to put it bluntly, the harvested grain can no longer be used as seeds.

He had seen the high-yield grain of the fox tribe before, and the seeds were much larger than the corn in Middle-earth, so why did this person say that the seeds were really small?

Suspicious, he casually asked, "How do you know that the seeds of grain they exchange with outsiders are really small?"

"Back to my lord, in the early years, we also went to southern Xinjiang to change grain seeds, and the fox man who changed grain seeds that day wore a coat, I have seen it carefully, the clothes are woven from grain straw, more than an inch wide," the old warrior stretched out the little finger of his right hand, and pinched the finger belly of the little finger with his thumb, "According to the size of the straw, the seeds should be so big." ”

Wu Zhongyuan smiled and didn't ask again.

It was not only Wu Zhongyuan who was laughing, but other warriors were also laughing, the corn was very small, how could there be a finger-sized corn.

Seeing that everyone was laughing, the old warrior said eagerly, "What I said is indeed the truth, and Li Shun was also there that day. ”

Wu Zhongyuan glanced at him, and then diverted the topic.

Although the old warrior didn't know why Wu Zhongyuan was glaring at him, he knew that he didn't want to talk about this topic from a crowded place, so he bowed his head and didn't try to explain anymore.

Wu Zhongyuan really didn't want to talk about it in a crowded place, he believed that the old warrior would not talk about it, the fox clan must have hidden their secrets, and the real high-yield grain varieties were not taken out to exchange with others.

If you want to get this kind of grain, no matter how much you pay for it, the fox clan will not exchange it, because once it spreads, no one will exchange it with them in the future, and if you want to get the real high-yield grain, you can only steal it.

And he does have this idea, when the matter at hand is dealt with, he has to go out and take a turn, and try to get all the good things outside, what kind of high-yield grain of the fox clan, the * of the rat clan, and the dragon foal that the horse clan can soar into the clouds, you can all go back.

Moved the thief's heart, he didn't have the heart to discuss with everyone anymore, let them speak freely, he wandered out of the world, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was feasible, and he didn't hear any news about the psychic gods for a while, the Middle Earth realm where the three clans were located had been searched, and the remaining psychic soldiers were likely to be scattered outside of Middle Earth, and they could take the opportunity to go out and find them. While looking for it, you can do something else by the way, there is a big fool, nothing can't be moved, but those places outside of Middle-earth are more dangerous, and it is difficult to ensure safety alone, and if you want to commit crimes everywhere, it is not very convenient for yourself, you have to find a few accomplices......