Ma Su was trying to recall a kind of zigzag plough he saw when he was a child, because he found that the ploughshare was fixed now, so it could not be deeply cultivated. The hard soil layer formed by shallow tillage will affect the growth of wheat and directly reduce the yield of the field. Quyuan plough increases the plough evaluation and plough construction, by promoting the plough evaluation, so that the plough construction moves, and the ploughshare can be deep or shallow. The walls of this plough not only break the soil, but also push the soil to one side, reducing resistance and making it lighter and less labor-saving. Quyuan plough is the crystallization of Chinese wisdom and a sign of the maturity of Chinese farming tools, which appeared during the Tang Dynasty. But it was plagiarized by Ma Su like this, there is no way, all for survival!

On the other hand, as Ma Su's "reputation" grew, more and more people practiced in the morning. In addition to teenagers under the age of fourteen or fifteen, even some adult young people have joined in, which has to be said to be an extra surprise. Considering that this is the era of cold weapons, thousands of troops and horses hedge, and both sides are hand-to-hand combat, so Ma Su has developed a stake formation to strengthen footwork practice. Between life and death, it is often a half-step and a moment, and Ma Su hopes to improve the survivability of the warrior through this method.

According to Ma Su's requirements, we hung various wooden stakes of different sizes without any regularity, so as to increase the suddenness of their impact as much as possible. In the later stages, it was possible to add blades to these stakes, increasing danger and increasing authenticity, but this is not possible now.

"Alonsi, are these stakes really as amazing as you say?" Leon was a little skeptical.

"It's not difficult, what's the use of these stumps, and they're not enemies." The Great Bear Hebrew didn't take it seriously at all.

Ma Su saw that many people had questions, and said with a smile: "Big Bear, I don't believe you can try!" ”

"Good! Look at me! "The shirtless Hebrew shook his fist.

"As long as you can get to the middle and not get knocked out, you win," Masu says.

"Bet on what?" Hebrew provocatively said.

"Hard Qigong!"

"What is Hard Qigong?"

"It's just that others don't hurt when they beat you," Ma Su explained simply.

"I don't want to learn how to be beaten," Hebrew said disapprovingly.

"Think about it, if on the battlefield, you meet someone as good as you. So, if you are more resistant than him, won't you win? ”

"I can use a sword on the battlefield!"

"Well, what if I said it would make you mighty?"

"It's kind of interesting, come on!"

Masu commanded a dozen men to make the stake swing, and then motioned for Hebrew to start, who rushed in with a loud roar. I saw that he was quite easy at first, but after dodging a few tree stumps, he began to be a little scrambling. Later, because of the angle, he was beaten up and down by the stump that he didn't see. However, Hebrew ate it and did not fall. But before he could recover his strength, another one after another came and hit him on the head, and Hebrew fell to the ground.

Ma Su had been prepared for a long time, and when he saw Hebrew falling, he nimbly slipped into it. Whenever a stake hit, he slapped it with his hand, and he went up and down. By the time he walked out with the bear in his arms, the stakes he had photographed had stopped. Coming to the outside of the formation, Ma Su pinched his man, although the big bear had a big bag on his head, fortunately, the blow was just accumulating, and it shouldn't be a big problem.

"How?" Seeing Hebrew wake up, Masu smiled.

"It hurts!"

"How about this stake formation?"

"Awesome, I'm good for my body."

"Big bear, look at your bear-like appearance, you have learned a lesson! Let you underestimate what Alonsi has studied," Wells, the wild dog on the side, gloated.

"Fuck off, where did I underestimate Aronsi. Don't stand and watch the jokes, if you have the ability, you can go up and try it! However, once this stump array enters, it feels like danger everywhere, and people can't guard against it, just like many people attack you, if you are on the battlefield, I'm afraid I'm doomed. ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Ma Su's mind on the side, and Hebrew's unintentional words made him think of another terrifying formation. This formation is called the Plum Blossom Formation, and it consists of three sword and shield men and three spearmen. When the battlefield begins to fight, the warriors freely form a battle formation, the sword and shield hand protects the spearmen, to fight more and less, the sword and shield hands are close, and the spearmen attack from afar.

Ma Su has a plan in his heart, and he is ready to reminisce, but now he is not in a hurry.

"Okay, now I'll divide you into three groups, a group of horse steps, a group of military body fists, and a group of stake formations, rotate in turn, let's start!"

Time flies, and the tribe grows steadily according to the plan. Patches of land have been developed, and the criss-crossed ridges and active canals are intertwined into a beautiful picture. People are busy in the green fields, greeting people from time to time, singing and drinking old songs. Everything is so beautiful and thriving.

Lying in a green grass blanket with a dogtail in his mouth, Ma Su breathed in the unpolluted air, if it weren't for this chaotic time, everything would be so perfect. As long as it can develop steadily for a few years and lay a good foundation, the strength of the tribe is just around the corner. He also has a lot to do, and the technology and variety of goods that are ahead of his time will bring untold wealth to the tribe. However, if the tribe does not have a solid foundation and strength, these will only bring disaster to their own tribe, and these precious treasures will become the private property of others.

Aqueducts and carts, large areas of newly opened fields can make the tribe poorly fed and clothed, and the population slowly increases. In their own small training camp, they slowly cultivate excellent fighters and let them accept their own ideas as much as possible.

"That's enough for now, right?" Ma Su thought secretly in his heart.

On this day, Ma Su, who returned to the tribe from outside, found that something was wrong, people came and went in a hurry, and looked panicked! Many people gathered in their homes to discuss something, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Damn the Barissi!"

Ma Su chuckled in his heart, and a bad premonition surged into his heart.

"Rothink, gather the warriors, since the Barisians have issued a war letter, let's teach them a lesson!"

"Yes! Kill the damned Barissians, this time we're going to tear them apart! ”

For a moment, the hall was filled with the voices of war, and Ma Su's father seemed to be pondering, his gaze sweeping over the crowd and falling on the tribal priest.

The priest noticed his gaze, and then responded, "Honorable chief, are you worried about our crops?" ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts jumped! Seeing that there will be a bumper harvest in another month or two, and Barisi's selection of the war book at this time is really insidious. These crops are the work of the tribe, and if they are destroyed like this, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Crops are hope!