Yes, there is a big difference between fighting in battle formations and individual martial arts. Although it is relatively easy to fight the Ma Si gang, if the militia encounters the regular troops, it is probably the same gap, and it will not be able to resist it. It's like being professional and amateur, and sometimes it's incredibly hard to come by.

Fortunately, these militia performed well today, whether it was the role of Meng Jiucheng and others in taking the lead, or the rewards and incentives, or how brave the people were, they did not retreat from the battle anyway. And that's growth, taking the first step, and it's really gratifying.

"If Brother Mu has some free time, please teach him this bow and arrow." Meng Jiucheng is envious of this kind of individual long-range weapon, with his own strength, he can hold a hard bow, if there is any improvement in skill and accuracy, not to mention bending the bow and shooting the eagle, it is also a formidable means of killing the enemy in the battle array.

Mu Yi nodded with a smile and said, "A certain family is just familiar, if it is better than that marksman, it is far worse." Since you don't like it, I'll just point it out, and with your cleverness, you'll soon be able to learn. As for how to improve, I feel that there is only one method that can only be practiced often. ”

Meng Jiucheng even claimed that practice makes perfect, and this truth is very simple. Just like the sharpshooters and snipers of later generations, they were all fed with bullets.

After casually talking about tomorrow's affairs for a while, Meng Jiucheng asked Mu Yi to rest, but he turned on the lamp and candle, spread out the paper, took out the goose feathers that he didn't know where the big clown came from, trimmed them, and began to write on the desk.

In ancient times, although there are traditional Chinese characters for reading and literacy, even the blind guess can also be fooled around, it is this brush word, without hard work, but it is more ugly than a cockroach crawling, and the black is miserable.

For this reason, Meng Jiucheng picked up a brush more than a big gun, and the words he wrote were not less funny. Mu Xiaowei is okay, Chen Mengyao's crazy girl actually pouted and despised her, which really hurt the self-esteem of pretending to be a teenager.

Therefore, Meng Jiucheng sharpened a wooden hard pen in a fit of anger, but that play did not absorb ink. There was no way, he asked the big clown and Sanming to go back to the village to pluck goose feathers for him. After several twists and turns, I finally found an unlucky goose, and I got my wish.

Although Meng Jiucheng had long had the idea of fighting and killing and making meritorious contributions, some specific methods were not complete, and occupying the village in front of Wulong Mountain was different from the Taoist temple nested on the mountain. How to mobilize the people, how to pull up the team, and what kind of rules and regulations can be formulated to work out in the long run......

Unconsciously, Meng Jiucheng had already written late at night, sleepiness hit, he yawned, hastily cleaned up the written paper, lay down in his clothes, and fell asleep after a while.

Meng Jiucheng slept soundly, but he didn't know that the glowing treasure in his arms suddenly flashed, and then gradually dimmed, and finally the light disappeared completely, as if it had been absorbed by something.

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A pale gray sun rose in the east, and it seemed that the cold had also made it tired, and it had lost its infinite heat.

Almost all the people in the village were gathered, and they stood in the courtyard of the Wang family, talking to each other and whispering.

Last night's killing, almost everyone in the village already knew. Besides, the corpses of Ma Si's group were piled up by the wall outside the compound, and the news was not known.

It's just that the villagers are all worried in their hearts, with different expressions, I don't know if they have changed to a guy who is more ruthless than Ma Si, and what do they have to bear for each family?

Meng Jiucheng sat on a Taishi chair with a golden knife, and when he saw that the people were almost all together, he slowly got up, settled down, and lucked his luck under the gaze of everyone.

The big clown stood beside him, puffed up his chest and belly, and consciously showed his face in front of his father and fellow villagers, and he didn't even notice that Meng Jiucheng stretched out his hand to come over.

This guy?! Meng Jiucheng had no choice but to roll his eyes, stepped on the Taishi chair, jumped on the big table, crossed his waist with one hand, stretched out one hand and waved, posed a very great man, and said loudly: "Folks, there may be people who know me, and there may be people who don't." Let me introduce myself first, I am a little Taoist priest in the Taoist temple on the mountain, and my big name is Meng Jiucheng. ”

Buzz, the crowd immediately burst into a commotion, and many people whispered to each other.

Meng Jiucheng nodded and continued to say loudly: "Please don't be afraid. We are not thieves, nor are we fake red jackets like Ma Si who loot and extort them. We are all ordinary people who have been forced by rebels and thieves to have no choice, so they pick up swords and guns to protect themselves. Therefore, we do not rob the poor, we do not kill innocents; Let's eliminate violence and peace, just like Ma Si's gang, don't you kill and keep the scourge? We rob the rich and give to the poor, like the king, the king's great household—"

The clown hurriedly reminded in a low voice below: "Wang Baoying, the big name is this." ”

Meng Jiucheng's face did not change, and he continued his speech to incite, "Wang Baoying has already pleaded guilty, vowed to change his past wrongs, and donate all his family property. As the saying goes: people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden. The world is in turmoil, the Mongols, the Jin army, the rebel army, and countless thieves, you come and go, and you will not be enough to toss in the future. It is useless to accept it and endure it in every possible way, and it will not get good results. Seeing that you are a bully, you have to make inches. first rob your family of food and goods, and I will starve you to death; If you force your family to be a soldier again, or insult your wife and daughter, can you still bear it? ”

The villagers looked at each other, but they had never seen this meeting, and they were silent.

Meng Jiucheng coughed, lowered his head and glanced at the big ugly. This guy, isn't it all clear, just a childcare, why is he not dedicated at all.

Only then did the clown react, raised his spear, and shouted: "I can't bear it, it's better to resist than to be humiliated like a dog." It's just a life, how can death not be death? The head fell off the bowl and the big scar, and eighteen years later, he is a good man......"

Meng Jiucheng saw that this guy was going off topic, so he hurriedly interjected loudly: "Yes, only by standing up and resisting, picking up knives and guns to protect yourself, protect your relatives, and protect your property and land, can you live a good life, and you can be called a man and a big husband." ”

Looking around at the people with different expressions, or excited, or frowning, or indifferent, or thinking silently, Meng Jiucheng knew that the whole thing was more affordable than the vernacular.

Coughing heavily, Meng Jiucheng focused everyone's attention again, and said loudly: "In the future, the village head of this village will be Mr. Chen Daotong Chen, who is kind-hearted and proficient in medicine. He'll be here tomorrow, and now I'll announce a few new rules on his behalf, and you'll hear you—"

If you want to continue cultivating the land that the Wang family has donated, someone in your family has to be a soldier; When a soldier is paid, the family's taxes are halved, and Village Chief Chen gives free medical treatment to military families; Soldiers are given 5 acres, 10 acres, and 20 acres of tax-exempt land respectively according to the year, and so on; If there is an injury or illness and can no longer serve, they can be discharged from the army early and enjoy the treatment of completing their service......