"Sealing Order": The sergeant sealed the earth for two miles, that is, more than two miles long and one mile wide. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, in the actual sealing process, taking into account various terrains such as mountains, forests, rivers, and rivers, the area of the sealed soil can be doubled as appropriate, so the Qingshi sealed soil located in the depths of the mountains and forests has a total of more than two square kilometers, and the area is relatively not too small.

In the Qing clan's fiefdom, all the people plus the slaves were only one hundred and ten, so the Ji clan's provocation in the past few days, almost all the farmers were poached, Zhong Rui's four people were seriously injured in the attack, and the road was blocked by the salt water, and many unfavorable news naturally couldn't hide from them.

Today's invention of the giant bone sickle certainly brought them a trace of joy, but the unfavorable news in the past few days is still heavy in the hearts of everyone in the sealed soil.

Qingyang knew that even with the giant bone sickle, if he wanted to complete the harvest before the autumn rains arrived, he would have to rely on the strength of the remaining women and children.

He needs to cheer up this part, the people who have an absolute numerical advantage! Muster up their fighting spirits!

People should have faith, hope, and expectation! Without these, what is the difference between it and salted fish?

"Your Excellency, I want to speak!"

Lian Po roared, and in just a quarter of an hour, all the people of the entire fiefdom had arrived.

Even the three babies who were still swaddling were carried by their respective mothers, and more than 100 people were pressed by the black, and they were still quiet when there were so many children.

Obviously, through the invention of the giant scythe before, Qingyang has preliminarily established its prestige, at least there is a trace of expectation in the eyes of these lords, this is a good start.

"Someone wants all of us in the Qing clan to starve to death!" Qingyang looked at the women and children in front of him, and suddenly said in a loud voice.

When the voice stopped, the faces of these lords who thought they had good news changed greatly.

Some women and children who have no opinions actually cry bitterly, and when the ignorant little children see this, they also begin to cry with their mothers and sisters.

Qingyang ignored these women and children who were crying bitterly, he just stood quietly in front of the crowd and didn't speak, just silently observing everyone's performance.

Lian Po silently glanced at his master, clenched the handle of the bone sickle in his hand, and looked extremely calm.

The three peasants, who had just been promoted to retainers, looked heavy at first, but after a moment they became resolute, apparently identifying with their identity.

The families of the soldiers were a little apprehensive, but after all, they were more calm than the families of the servants, and there was no doubt that these people were the most reliable forces in the fiefdom.

After all, their family has long shared the glory and disgrace with the Qing family, not to mention that the four teenagers who were injured by the Ji family before, Zhong Rui and others, are all from the families of soldiers.

The only thing that surprised Qingyang was the performance of those slaves, who seemed more excited than anyone else.

Eighteen male slaves, more than 20 female slaves, and more than 30 of their children, all with sad but resolute expressions.

Qingyang only thought about it a little and understood that once the Ji clan's conspiracy succeeded, he would not have any good end except for losing the Mingjue fiefdom under the calculations of Fei Dafu and the Ji clan, and the other one who would suffer the most damage was these slaves.

Under the Qing clan, although the life of the slaves was not easy, except for a small amount of grain chaff, they all relied on wild vegetables, grass seeds, and wild animals collected in the mountains and forests to survive, but at least no one in the Qing clan's fiefdom abused them, let alone killed and buried them at every turn.

In addition, there are dragon sparrows to deter the surrounding beasts, and they can at least live peacefully in the Qing clan's fiefdom.

In case the Qing clan is ruined and loses their titles and changes hands, the fate of these slaves will be predictable.

Thinking of the tragic end of being martyred in the future, these male and female slaves couldn't help but shudder, and they were even more reluctant to look at the children they had given birth to in the past ten years.

Qiu Niang wanted to speak, but she couldn't help it when she looked at Qingyang's stopping eyes.

Qing Yang saw this and knew that the emotions were almost brewing, and he stretched out his hand and shouted: "I don't want to die, and you don't want to die either, but someone is using tricks to trick my Qing clan."

They don't want us to have a smooth autumn harvest, they want us to starve to death, they want me to be deprived of my name and land, how can I let them succeed? Isn't it just harvesting 240 square wells? ”

"Lord, there are still two hundred and fifty square fields left!" Lian Po whispered beside him to remind.

Qingyang suddenly laughed loudly: "That's right, because I want to tell you that this year's well field harvest I only need the first two hundred and forty square fields of grain, and the last ten square fields are the rewards for everyone to harvest grain for me this year."

The rations of the other people, according to the practice of previous years, are still one hundred and twenty catties of corn, and this time, even if they are slaves, they can be allocated half of the rations of sixty catties of corn to ordinary people, as long as you do a good job, I will also increase the corresponding rewards according to your performance! ”

"Wow-"

The peasants, slaves, women and children, who had been teary-eyed, were all excited.

Shifang Jingtian, that's nearly 4,000 catties of corn.

The average number of people who can work in the enclosure is fifty or sixty people, which means that everyone can get at least thirty or forty catties of corn.

Don't underestimate this amount, in the cold winter of the Northern Wilderness, this is life-saving food, plus some dried wild vegetables, dried fruits, grass seeds, and grain bran to boil out a pot of porridge, which can make the family last for a long time, and the Lord also said that those who perform well have other rewards?

Before Qingyang's words were finished, he called Fang Jun, Yu Hai, and He Jia, who had just recovered their bodies, to the crowd.

"Zhong Rui, Fang Jun, Yu Hai, and He Jia would rather die than surrender when the Qing clan encounters the enemy, and in the future, the four of them will be my retainers, and they will start training after their injuries are healed, Lian Po, you are responsible for training their martial arts!"

Not only the four of them, as long as you work hard to do your job, you will definitely be rewarded, and after the autumn harvest is completed, I will select children from several families according to everyone's performance, so that they can learn knowledge and martial arts! ”

"Respectfully!"

Lian Po saluted respectfully, and was surprised in his heart by the performance of his lord, and even he was thrilled by this encouraging method, not to mention the slaves and the families of ordinary farmers and servants.

Qingyang's announcement is like detonating a thunderbolt, when will there be a reward for the doctors to let the people work?

What's more, the rewards not only involve farmers and soldiers' families, but even slaves can be rewarded according to their level of effort?

I have to say that Qingyang is still cheaper than his mother.

If it weren't for the credit wealth that the Qing clan has left to the people in the past ten years, I am afraid that even if you were the Qing doctor who made such a promise, the farmers and slaves would have hesitated.

The Lord took out the output of the ten wells as a reward!

Under the principle that all participating laborers are rewarded with food, the people and slaves in the fiefdom were almost stimulated to madness.

This time, it is no longer limited to the identity of any countryman or slave, even the three-year-old child in the family has been pulled over to pick up the ears of grain left in the field.

Lian Po and the others worked hard in the morning, and polished out a few bone sickles.

Three peasants, eighteen slaves, and Lian Po were lined up in a row, and the huge bone sickle did not need to be raised and waved at all, but only needed to be pulled on the ground, and a clump of grain could easily be cut down neatly.

The harvesting efficiency of the giant bone sickle is at least a hundred times higher than that of the previous mussel knife, which means that even if the work of more than 20 people is now done, it is even comparable to the workload of hundreds of people in front, and such a powerful efficiency adds some confidence to the leaders.

Nearly 100 women and children were grouped into families, following a farmer and slave wielding a bone sickle.

They had to tie up the harvested grain, and a well field that used to take days to harvest was now harvested in less than two hours.

"Lord, this is really like divine help—"

Even if Qiu Niang is well-informed, she will be surprised, why not close her mouth, "Compared with the previous clam shell cutter, the efficiency has increased by a hundred times and a thousand times?" Be sure to keep the bone sickle a secret! ”

Qingyang shook his head with a smile: "Qiu Niang, there is no need to keep it secret, and besides, not everyone can make a bone sickle from the bones of alien beasts!" "It's impossible to keep more than 100 people completely secret, Qingyang already has an idea in his heart.

He smiled at Qiu Niang and said, "I'm going to dedicate the bone sickle and the method to the monarch together, so won't the Ji clan and the culprit behind him be jealous?" ”