Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Wail of Huangzhu Mountain

In order for himself to survive in the future, or to live longer, Li Xuan can be said to have spent a lot of energy on the newly formed Guards.

Basically, I have to go to the playground every day to watch the training of these children, and even go down to the field to guide the training myself.

It's just that I don't know if the inertia of the times is too strong, so strong that Li Xuan can't change it, or if the thinking of these half-grown children has been fixed, and it is more difficult for them to distinguish between left and right and listen to some complex passwords.

After more than ten days of continuous training, there are still people who can't tell the difference between left and right, and every time they shout the command to turn left and right, there will always be something wrong about someone turning wrong.

At this time, it always caused the bandits who were wielding knives and guns next to them to laugh.

This line has not even been neatly organized, so naturally there is no way to carry out some higher-level combat skills training, such as marksmanship, knife skills and the like.

And as the training time passed, it was soon time for the summer harvest, at this time, whether it was these half-grown children in Li Xuan's guards, or the sturdy bandits who followed Fang Dongquan every day to dance with knives and guns, they all threw down their swords and picked up sickles and hoes to start the summer harvest.

At the beginning of the summer harvest, Li Xuan also went to the field and observed the ancient summer harvest work for the first time, but unfortunately, Li Xuan was not from a peasant family in his previous life, and his understanding of agricultural affairs was limited to words and pictures. The original body is also a child of a landlord, and he has been dealing with the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child, and he is also a baby who has never been in the field.

So at this moment, he recognizes rice, but rice doesn't recognize him.

But even so, he could tell from the ears of rice in the field that the yield of the rice seemed to be a little low.

It can't even be said to be somewhat low, but very low.

He basically didn't see the full and dense ears of rice, they were all sparse and loose ears, and just by looking at the ears of rice, he knew that the yield could not be too high.

However, Liu Bagou, who accompanied him to check the summer harvest, was satisfied: "Although it rained some time ago, the impact on the harvest is not great, and this year is another bumper harvest year!" ”

"This is a good harvest year?" Li Xuan seemed to be a little unable to believe what Liu Bagou said.

Liu Bagou naturally knew that this young master of his family had never been in the field in his life, so he was not surprised by Li Xuan's words, but said: "Yes, this year's rain is very sufficient, and the fields here are quite fertile, more than the harvest in our Lijia Village!" ”

Although Li Xuan still had some doubts in his heart, he consciously did not continue to ask, because he had never really experienced field affairs in his two lives, and he had no right to speak about it at all.

"If we have a good harvest, can we make it until the autumn harvest?" Li Xuan is more concerned about this issue.

After hearing Li Xuan's question, Liu Bagou's original happy look suddenly disappeared, and he frowned slightly: "It should be a little difficult, according to the current situation, even if there is a bumper harvest this summer, it is estimated that it will be difficult to survive until the autumn harvest, mainly because there are too few fields cultivated in the summer, and there are many of us." ”

"We already plan to cultivate more fields and plant more grain this summer, and when the autumn harvest comes, there should be no shortage of food, but in the second half of this year, I am afraid that there will be a shortage of food rations for at least one and a half months!"

Although a bumper harvest has been achieved this summer, the shadow of food shortage has been hanging over the hearts of everyone in Huangzhushan.

After a busy summer, just after planting crops in the newly cultivated fields, Fang Dongquan began to discuss with Butcher Chen, Bai Yunqi and others how to solve the food crisis this autumn.

In August, Fang Dongquan formally asked Li Xuan, saying that he wanted to take people out of the mountains to collect grain!

Li Xuan knew very well that when he said about collecting grain, he was not talking about using silver to buy grain, but using a sword to loot.

Li Xuan, who had the soul of the afterlife, was disgusted with this kind of thing in his heart, so he tried to stop it, but Fang Dongquan's attitude was very resolute, and even Liu Bagou, Bai Yunqi and others agreed without exception.

In this case, Li Xuan, the puppet emperor, is against invalidity.

On the day he left the mountain, Li Xuan watched Fang Dongquan go out one after another with more than sixty young bandits, and said to Dong Yunyun beside him: "You say, is this my fault?" ”

Dong Yunyun stood about a foot away from Li Xuan, very close, she looked up at Li Xuan slightly: "How can it be your fault, you have already persuaded them, they don't listen, they have to go out to loot, how can the resulting sins be your fault, it is all their fault!" ”

"Really?" Li Xuan listened to Dong Yunyun's words, as if he couldn't believe it, and asked repeatedly.

Dong Yunyun nodded without hesitation: "Hmm! ”

Although Dong Yunyun said so, Li Xuan's heart was still a little uncomfortable.

As a person with the soul of a modern person, he couldn't accept Fang Dongquan and them going out to plunder, because it meant death and injury!

If the looting is successful, they will come back with food, but how will the people who have been robbed of it survive?

If the raid is not successful, but the soldiers are lost, then how many of these young men who attacked can come back alive?

He doesn't know!

If I had been more adamant in my opposition at the time, I would have been able to prevent this from happening.

But Dong Yunyun may have seen his opposition, but she would never know that Li Xuan's opposition was not resolute enough.

Because what Li Xuan himself would not admit was that in his heart, he vaguely expected Fang Dongquan and them to loot enough food to come back.

Because it is a fact that Huangzhushan is short of food, there is not enough food, so I don't know how many people in Huangzhushan will starve to death.

The summer busyness has ended, Fang Dongquan also took Qingzhuang out of the mountain, and Huangzhushan once again returned to its former calm.

The mountain people of Huangzhu Mountain still have a lot of things to do, and Li Xuan is once again immersed in the training of the Guards.

At this time, only the Guards can make him forget many troubles and give him hope for the future.

For many nights, he would dream that the guards he had trained had become an invincible army, defeating the officers and soldiers, and then sweeping the world, killing the Beijing Division, and capturing the Ming Dynasty monarchs and ministers alive.

Although this was just a dream, it could still make Li Xuan rarely excited.

After a total of a month of training, the half-grown children were finally able to distinguish between left and right and hear orders clearly.

At this time, Li Xuan asked them to start the next round of training.

When this guard army, which consisted of only twenty people, was formed, Li Xuan began to think about what kind of weapons they should equip and what kind of army they should become.

Originally, he planned to train them as a single sword and shield soldier or pikeman, but later found that the defects of too single troops were too great, so although there were few people, Li Xuan still divided them into sword and shield soldiers and pikemen.

Originally, he was going to train longbowmen, but longbowmen can't be trained in a short time, and the strongbow is not as good as a spear and sword, just find a blacksmith to fight, but it takes many years to make a qualified strongbow, so he can only let go of this thought.

Just when Li Xuan was training this guard army wholeheartedly, Fang Dongquan and other young men who went out of the mountain to 'collect grain' finally came back, but when they returned to Huangzhu Mountain, what sounded in Huangzhu Mountain was not cheers, but wailing!