At noon, under the hot sun, Xiao Ye, who was dressed in white clothes, wide coarse cloth and black trousers, and wore cloth shoes, walked out of the mill; Outside the mill, Zuo Shi and five personal guards, seeing the hundred households coming out, led their men into the mill, counted the fire/guns and projectiles piled up next to the stone mill of No. A, registered them, loaded them on a wheelbarrow and pushed them to Uncle Kun.

Xiao Ye climbed the fort wall alone, sat on the edge of the female wall, and looked at the stone pass in the distance and thought about his thoughts silently. The materials in the stone mill, from the time he pressed the button to the time he came out, were more and more extended, and this situation made him very uneasy.

However, the secret of the stone mill of the first number, he was going to keep it secret and put it in the coffin, and no one would confide in it, even if he had children and grandchildren in the future. This kind of secrecy is a great scourge.

At the foot of the original bare eyes of artemisia grass on the top of the mountain, now not only built Shiguantun, the stone fort of the hundred households is also built very strong, you can see a little green everywhere inside and outside, either Coptis trees or vegetables that are about to grow, occasionally you can hear the cries of chickens and ducks in the tunzi.

Since there were more umbrellas on the mountain, in the fence courtyard behind the hundred households, Mei'er and Lena raised a few chickens, which were bought by the Tuotian guy from Gansu Town, and the military households in Shiguantun also had idle old people, raised some chickens and ducks, laid eggs and sold them to the house, which added a lot of excitement to the stone mountain.

The output in Shiguantun, as long as it is related to food, Xiao Ye will not let it flow out of the mountain, and the military house will be open to purchase.

On a fort wall close to the steep stone wall of the stone hill, the earth platform at the corner is built with stucco blocks, and the top is as high as the female wall, and a small dark fort is built; There, the figure swayed, it was Wan Ziliang's dispatch of the herald stronghold on the mountain and under the mountain, monitoring the movements around the mountain in real time.

When Wan Ziliang returns from the grassland, the intelligence point of this stone castle will be able to operate normally.

In Yang Tianshou's private school, he once again sent two fifteen-year-old boys to Baihu, who became heralds in Shibao and were sent to Wan Ziliang by Xiao Ye; Like Xiao Ye, Wan Ziliang, who is full of hatred, gives advice to Baihu from time to time quite fiercely, and he is not a qualified staff, but like a thug who is ready to move.

This literate and brainy helper, Xiao Ye will not waste it.

As a last resort, Xiao Ye thought about it for a few nights, told Wan Ziliang the secret of the letter post, and by the way, let him manage the eleven letter post team, and report the news from the mountain in time; Since he was in charge of the heralds, Wan Ziliang set up the location of the team's activities in the dark fort on the wall of the south fort of the stone fort, where the terrain was high and it was convenient to receive signals.

As a result, the heralds of the four small flag teams were strung together by Wan Ziliang, who could exchange information and issue simple orders within five miles.

Naturally, the transfer of sergeants must be allowed by Xiao Ye, and the first lesson that every herald learns from Yang Tianshou is the military law that has a basis for heralds.

Without Wan Ziliang's noise in his ears, Xiao Ye carefully calculated his A-shaped stone mill, and calculated the raw materials put into the B-shaped stone mill according to the non-stop production of plaster in the workshop behind the mountain, this huge stone mill seems to produce too many fewer items, and the speed is getting slower and slower.

I just took out thirty fires/guns, plus the matching projectiles, and ten catties of perfume in the early morning, and I waited for no less than three hours, and the flickering pattern was no longer visible.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ye, who was leaning on the women's wall, couldn't sit still any longer, patted the guards beside him, and walked quickly towards the mill.

The guards who followed behind Xiao Ye saw Baihu enter the mill, two people followed in, one went out to find Zuo Shi, it was obvious that Baihu might be going to get firearms again, and he had to inform Uncle Kun there.

In the stone castle mill, except for a much larger stone mill in the center, there is nothing empty, and the ground is also clean, and there is no need for those rough raw materials here.

On the opposite side of the mill, a row of military houses was also built on the coal and stone dumping site, in which Xiao Ye's personal guards lived.

Waving his hand to let the guards go out, approaching the stone mill, Xiao Ye looked at the stone mill quietly, and stood quietly for a long time.

Looking at the raised button on the grinding plate, the subtle blue light was still there, and Xiao Ye reached out and pressed the button; Unwillingly, he pressed it a few times, but there was still no pattern flashing, disappointed, he pressed the button hard, and for a long time, "Mother, it won't be broken, right?" ”

In his mind, he subconsciously thought about what would happen to his future if the stone mill was damaged.

The newly made carriage has been used for a long time, and when it is damaged, after a while, Xiao Ye took two steps back, looked at the stone mill left and right with fear, and was about to leave, when the corner of his eye found that the delicate pattern lit up again.

The small pattern gradually drifted away from the grinding button, slowly floating above Xiao Ye's head, growing larger little by little, and in the blink of an eye, expanding into a huge three-foot square picture, hovering above Xiao Ye's head.

The unheard-of hanging picture made Xiao Ye stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.

This time, instead of flashing those familiar objects in the picture, two lines of words slowly emerged, two lines of iron-gray block letters.

"Enjoy the glory of the rich world, be a rich man?" Below this line, there are two red squares side by side, "Yes," "No." ”

"The rich world enjoys all the glory, what about being a rich man?" Xiao Ye looked at the eye-catching text and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Then Jiang Jie is peeping around, the three major merchants are eyeing me, and the Tartars regard me like a thorn in their eyes. ”

Xiao Ye is still in the stage of being busy surviving, so he is naturally not interested in the word rich and noble, and money is not so sensitive to him.

With a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his finger without thinking, Xiao Ye put a little on the word "no"; The two lines that seemed to be a joke turned into powder and dust in the blink of an eye, and Suo Suo shook away.

Two lines of words resurfaced one by one again, "Enter the house, hold the power of the court as a supplement, the Qing people will be clear, and leave a name in history," below, there are still two words, "yes," "No." ”

"My father is a hundred households, upright, and he can't live in peace, and his mother is depressed and dies, what can the pure self-purify?" With his unpretentious temperament, he patted his ass and hugged his thighs as a grandson, Xiao Ye would never do it, he knew that he couldn't even do it at all, let alone become an official in the court, it was simply a pipe dream.

Otherwise, Huang Changzu and his alliance are the best ladder; Regardless of the purpose of the family, the righteous brother is not an ordinary relationship.

Besides, if he hadn't held back his strength and wanted to trample Jiang Jie under his feet and force him to find out the truth about his father's murder, Xiao Ye was afraid that he wouldn't even want to do this hundred households.

But now he has the sergeants who get along day and night, those military households who go out early and return late every day, the craftsmen who sweat in the mill, and Hanjuan and Mei'er, who need to rely on themselves, and have worries in their hearts, he has no way to retreat.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Ye still pressed the word "no", he just hoped that the original pattern would be restored as soon as possible, and it would be best if there were more numbers in the lower right corner.

"The officer who has left a name in history or left a reputation for 10,000 years, the military power is in his hands, and he is expanding the territory," the third line of words appeared in front of him, Xiao Ye looked very speechless, blinked his eyes and thought for a moment, holding the mediocrity of not doing more than three, he pressed "yes" very facelessly, don't let these words endlessly.

Of course, this sentence more or less moved his heart, but when he said it openly, he lacked courage and did not have the slightest confidence. With the military power in hand, is it far from avenging the family? Hope is always hope, not reality.

When his fingers left the word "yes", the delicate pattern dimmed again, but in the time of two breaths, in front of him, a three-dimensional picture expanded out of thin air, with four big blood characters written on it, "Tenacious and unyielding,"

In the original small pattern on the grinding plate, the first two questions flashed, as long as Xiao Ye casually pressed the word "yes", the 500 kilograms of high explosives processed inside the stone mill were like a huge bomb, which would blow up the mill to pieces, and Shiguantun would also be wiped out by half; The seemingly solid stone mill does not require much energy to destroy from the inside out.

Below the stone grinding platform, under the original solid rock floor, the stone platform has extended down to a depth of thirteen feet, and the raw material pipeline leading to the four B-sized stone mills has also been transferred to the side of the stone platform.

The energy pipes that were connected to the vine grass were transferred to the other side.

Although Xiao Ye noticed that the ground around the stone mill was much smoother than before, like a huge iron plate, he had already turned a blind eye to it and didn't care at all.

The third "no" word, once he pressed, he will also die directly, fortunately, Xiao Ye and Tatar have been engaged, and his view of victory is very realistic, although he does not understand the meaning of leaving a name in history or leaving a stench for 10,000 years, but he is quite sensitive to the word military power.

As for expanding the territory, he is not very interested, it is just a matter of the official family, there are countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries to worry about, so forget it yourself.

Xiao Ye, who didn't understand that he had survived the life and death decision, looked at the huge picture in front of him with a surprised face, leaned forward and stretched out his hand to interview and compare a few times, and found that the painting appeared in the void, and his fingers touched the text and passed it directly, as if he was touching the air.

The four big characters with blood sparkling lit up half a cup of tea in front of Xiao Ye's eyes, and quietly dispersed; The picture changed, and a large gray platform appeared, and in the neat twenty grids on it, the twenty kinds of objects that he was already familiar with.

There was silence in his ears, and a blue light flashed on the side of the stone grinding disc, "The central database is randomly repaired by one thousandth, and the machining platform is repaired by two percent," Xiao Ye, who was concentrating on checking the pattern in front of him, didn't see the flashing words at all.

Suspended in the pattern in front of him, only the three firearms on the platform, the earth-shaking thunder, the jumping thunder, and the geo-bullet can be seen clearly, and the lower right corner is marked with numbers, each number is one hundred and fifty, and the other items are covered with a faint black mist, which is not clear.

Xiao Ye vaguely understood that the raw materials of those items were missing, so he couldn't see the numbers, and he couldn't take them out at all.

After looking at it with interest for a while, Xiao Ye found that the number in the lower right corner of the earth-shaking thunder had become one hundred and fifty-three, and the number of jumping thunder and geotechnical bullets was still one hundred and fifteen.

The squares with twenty items occupied most of the platform, and only the two bare iron-gray squares left in the bottom corner, although empty, made Xiao Ye's heart beat impressively, perhaps......

Xiao Ye, who retreated to the stone mill five steps away, looked at the huge picture in front of him, and was surprised for a while, and when the rarity passed, he hurriedly ran to the stone mill and groped on the grinding plate for a while, but he couldn't find the raised button.

Even the blue light on the grinding disc, he couldn't see it.

"Damn, can't get it out?" Xiao Ye, who was scratching his head, walked quickly to the screen suspended out of thin air, stared at the items on it for a long time, shook his head in frustration, and shouted unwillingly, "Earthquake thunder, one hundred Wu picks three,"

When the words landed, I saw that the number next to the earth-shattering thunder disappeared from the top of the display table in the picture, and was replaced by the scarlet number "sixty", which was constantly decreasing, "Fifty-nine, fifty-eight、......

Although Arabic numerals are rare in the Ming Dynasty, but not nothing, but the official is not officially used, Xiao Ye saw this kind of number for the first time in the grinding plate pattern, and ran to his father-in-law, fortunately learned the recognition and use of this number, but it looks awkward.

The flat ground in front of the stone mill of No. A quietly opened up after the number was reduced to zero, and a platform rose from below, on which six iron boxes were neatly stacked, needless to say, there were thirty earth-shaking thunderbolts in each box, and most of the boxes in one of them were empty.

stepped forward, excitedly dragged the box aside, Xiao Ye stared at the swarthy platform on the ground and retracted it, and when he saw the ground slowly closing, he couldn't help but walk over and step on it; Sure enough, the hard streaks of the ground did not move.

Looking at the picture suspended in front of him, Xiao Ye continuously recited the thunder and geotechnical bullets, as well as the numbers he needed, and waited for a stick of incense, and on the ground behind him, there were already a bunch of wooden boxes scattered on the ground; The explosives, which were originally self-destructing in stone mills, became firearms in his hands.

Looking up, Xiao Ye looked at the booth in the picture, which was almost obscured by a pale black mist, and he didn't know how to close the picture, so let it go; Shaking his head, just about to leave, Xiao Ye's eyes inadvertently swept over the lower right corner of the booth, and found coldly that there, in the two regular grids, there was a book inconspicuously placed in one of them.

In the other, he vaguely saw the stone mill that made his heart flutter.

Trying to widen his eyes, Xiao Ye looked at the three words on the page, and read them word by word, "War theory, one." After waiting for a cup of tea, the platform under the ground in front of the stone mill rose, and when he got the book in his hand, the lattice in the bottom corner of the booth was covered with a faint black mist.

got this not too thick thread-bound book, Xiao Ye opened it casually, and there were lines of italic characters inside, although he was reading from left to right, he was not very strange, he was no longer surprised. The names of those items are always written from left to right.

However, in the book, the first passage that caught his eye immediately made his heart beat wildly, "War is an act of violence that forces the enemy to obey our will,"

This book, which is more than 600,000 words in three volumes and eight articles, reveals the essence of the subordination of war to politics, points out the role of the human factor, especially spiritual forces, expounds the historical trend of changing the nature of war to a people's war, explores the dialectical relationship between strategy and tactics, offensive and defensive, and the aims and means of war, and puts forward the theory of concentrating superior forces to annihilate the enemy.

"On War" and "The Art of War", as well as the eight books that followed, brought Xiao Ye not only the improvement of military strategic and tactical thinking, but also the shock in the depths of his thoughts.

In particular, in the "Theory of War", he used philosophical dialectics to examine the problem of war, and expounded a series of theories on war, such as "war is nothing more than the continuation of politics through another means", which led to the repeated cases of treating the enemy's wounded in Xiao Ye's team in later military operations, which was unacceptable in the Ming Dynasty.

After hurriedly flipping through the two pages, Xiao Ye nervously carried the book in his arms, walked out of the mill with a solemn face, and ran directly home to read it carefully. Zuo Shi saw that his brother went to the direction of the hundred households, so he didn't ask much, and took his guards into the mill.

Suddenly, the content of the books that appeared was a little abrupt, Xiao Ye didn't dare to take it for his father-in-law to appreciate, but hid it at home; There are some forbidden words in this, if Yang Tianshou sees it, I'm afraid he will have to burn the book.

Will the books that come out of the stone mill harm you? Xiao Ye didn't think that the stone mill, which could provide him with a large number of items, would lead him into the pit. But he didn't realize that a big trap just now almost made him fly into ashes.

Especially after a few years, this big hole made him dig deeper and deeper, and when he finally woke up, he couldn't stop.