Su Dongyang's words not only fascinated him, but also made Gongsun Ying and Ying Yong listen to it, and they followed the excitement. Such a beautiful scenery was painted by himself, and a sense of pride suddenly rose from the bottom of Gongsun Marting's heart! He walked briskly along the ridge of the green maize's strong seedlings. After walking for about a few hundred meters, his mood slowly calmed down, and then he remembered that he was on his way back to the camp. So he turned around and smiled at Su Dongyang and Ying Yong who came with him: "Hehe, Su Dongyang!" It's all thanks to what you say. Hurt me to forget my business for a while? I'm going back to camp! Let's go. After speaking, he patted Su Dongyang on the shoulder, walked back to the car with a smile, got in the car and left.

Su Dongyang smiled and looked at the chariot in the distance, until he couldn't see it, then he turned around and walked into the field again, his heart was happy, stroking the broad leaves of maize, and smirking as if he was caressing his most beloved woman.

When Ao Bao received Su Dongyang's news, he was very remorseful, and only blamed Su Dongyang for why he didn't sue him? Zuo Shuchang, a busy person, finally came to his reclamation area, and left after looking at the maize, which made Ao Bao, who had always wanted to dedicate his skills to the master, unhappy.

Just when he was in a bad mood, Dr. Suijun came in and reported: "Marshal, the situation is not good!" This is the situation of the noble army's reclamation in June. According to their figures, in June we were on par with them in the construction of camp; In terms of reclamation, we have cultivated 2,000 acres less than them; We only outnumbered them in planting maize. But the 15,000 acres of maize, because it was not cultivated, was directly sown, so the number of barren fields reclaimed was not counted. Ten days have passed in July, and there are still twenty days to go, and it is the final settlement day again. I'm afraid, I'm afraid, we're going to lose! ”

Ao Bao was shocked when he heard this, and asked, "If there is no reclamation, isn't it a field?" That the crops are growing so well? That's the one who said it? ”

After three consecutive questions, the doctor was asked for a while before he replied: "It is the order of the reclamation area, and it is determined." ”

Ao Bao was stunned. He had no choice but to ask, "How much do we need to reclaim the wasteland so that we don't lose?" ”

The doctor thought for a moment and replied: "According to the progress of both sides, we will cultivate an average of 1,000 acres of land per day. The aristocratic army was on nine hundred acres. July is the month old, and according to the normal progress, we have to reclaim 3,100 acres more than the aristocratic army, minus the 2,000 acres that make up June; We should be able to surpass them by 1,100 acres. However, I heard that they improved the food of the slaves, stipulating that whoever cleared three points of the land that day would eat meat. Now they can open 1,200 acres a day. This calculation will surpass us by 6,200 acres in July alone. ”

Ao Leopard was upset, so he asked viciously, "Where did they get the meat?" Is it given by the reclamation area? ”

The doctor immediately replied, "No. They brought it from home themselves. They were more than 500 nobles, and each family had a fief. ”

Ao Bao patted the public case and scolded: "Grass! Lao Tzu didn't get meat to reward, and there were no slaves to help us die. It's all on our own hands. Tell me: Tomorrow the brigades ten miles away from the military camp will come to the camp for a meeting! The brigade commander and division commander who have crossed ten miles will bring the guards to a meeting! I'm going to cheer everyone up. Lao Tzu's first army is the first army, and it can't lose in that aspect. ”

The north shore of Weishui in early July. The vast expanse of wilderness is full of life under the scorching sun of early autumn. Thirty miles away from Weishui, the field raised a dirt bag about three feet above the ground. The weeds and shrubs that had grown on the mound were cut down and dragged away, and only about 20 or 30 large trees were still growing on the mould. This piece of terrace of about 100 acres is surrounded by hexagonal long wooden houses, leaving only about 50 acres of open space in the center. On the south side of the clearing was an earthen platform two or three feet high. On the bare stage stood a three-foot high flagpole.

Under the flagpole, on the earthen platform, there is a man who looks like Sven, but is wild. Behind him were ten war drums. There were ten more drummers standing next to the drums. In front of him, there were not three thousand strong men standing neatly with different expressions, dressed in various clothes. In addition to the strong man, there are more than 600 weaver technician campers standing in a semi-arc pattern. The man on the earthen platform waved his hand! The ten-sided war drums were beating, and the ears of those present were buzzing. In the sound of drums, a handsome flag six feet long and three feet wide slowly rose to the top of the flagpole. The flag was embroidered with the word "Ao" in Douda, which made the audience shout in unison, "Wan Sheng!" Wansheng! Wansheng! ”。 Drumming. The man on the earth platform raised his voice: "I am Ao Bao." It's your commander. This reclamation area is not a barren beach, but a place where I, with you to make meritorious contributions, is your title, wealth, and glory!

However, the noble army does not want us to get this, and they want to defeat us and get your commander's sword. Are you willing to give up your title and wealth to the noble army? The crowd in the audience roared angrily: "Unwilling, unwilling, unwilling!" ”

"Do you want your commander to suffer the shame of defeat and lose his sword to the commander of the noble army?" Ao Bao asked tightly.

The soldiers, who were already boiling, roared almost furiously: "Unwilling, unwilling, unwilling!" ”

Ao Bao waved his fist and shouted: "This is the warrior of my Qianshou army." But in June, our Qianshou army lost 2,000 acres to the aristocratic army in terms of the number of land reclamation. The aristocratic army of July, in order to defeat us completely, even took out private meat from their homes to motivate their domestic slaves. Whoever clears up to three points of land on the same day will be rewarded with meat. In this way, they can clear 1,200 acres a day in July. In one July, it will surpass us by 6,200 acres. And if we want to defeat the aristocratic army, we will have to open up an additional 8,200 acres in July. That is to say, we have to open an additional 410 acres a day on top of 1,000 acres a day for 20 days to reach a tie. If you want to defeat the aristocratic army, you must open up 420 acres every day. However, the brigade commanders and above of our Qianshou Army have no private property at home, so they can't give you anything to reward you. Only the ambition of our Qiantou, only the invincible pride of not admitting defeat. Today, I want to ask you, do you have the courage to defeat the noble army? ”

"Yes, yes, yes! We are the first army of Qian! "The flame of honor of the three thousand soldiers has been ignited by Ao Leopard, such as Lin's arm, raised high, and the earth-shattering shout swept through the camp.

Ao Leopard clenched his fist and smashed it down, and the audience stopped, and Ao Leopard shouted: "Yes." We are the invincible Qianshou army! It was the daress who shouted out from the lord himself. We dare to fight to the death, are we still afraid of more than 420 acres a day? Besides, the workshop has already delivered the iron farming tools to us. In particular, the horse-drawn iron plough will greatly improve our ability to open up wasteland.

Soldiers! I command! (There was an uproar underground, and the whole was neatly upright.) From this day on, all the military officials and officials will have to complete your task that day, which is half and four parts of the land of the people. I can't open it, I don't have anything to eat. Only the officials and the officers can do it first, and our sergeants can do it, including me, and no one in the First Army is an exception. For this reason, I decided to change to three meals a day, that is, to start eating at 3 o'clock in the morning and start work at midnight. Lunch will be held at noon, and work will start at two o'clock at noon. At night, when the sun sets late, you finish work at three o'clock, eat at one o'clock, and sleep at three o'clock.

We have extended the time for clearing the wasteland from four hours to six hours. I don't believe it, we're still going to lose? ”