The soldier hugged Lu Pingde and asked tremblingly, "My lord, what should I do now?" ”

There was a gleam of pain in his eyes.

With his right hand, he pulled out the sharp weapon with force according to the handle of the saber, and forced down the fear and despair in his heart, and took difficult steps and staggered along.

Directly ahead, there were countless cattle tribe armies shouting killing slogans and swords and guns.

There is no need for orders at this time, Lu Pingde knows that this is the fate he must face, as well as his duty.

I may be a mediocre person, doing nothing, not having much ability.

But I'm by no means a coward.

There were only city lords who died in battle, and there were no nobles who surrendered.

Long live His Majesty the Deer King!

……

Deer Territory, Capital, Stag City.

Since his accession to the throne, Lu Qingxi has stayed in the side hall located on the east side of the palace almost every day, working from morning to late at night.

For politics, Lu Qingxi has his own set of cognitive concepts, but his governing thinking has changed in the past few years, and the reason is Tianhao.

Growing so big, it was the first time that Lu Qingxi saw someone who did not rely on the power of the nobles and fought for a piece of blue sky by himself.

From Rock Village to Rock City, then Lord, and now King of the Thunder Bull...... If someone had told this story to him before, Lu Qingxi would not hesitate to order the most severe method to deal with this liar: pull out his tongue with an iron hook and cut off his head.

Sounds like a fairy tale, doesn't it?

However, it is true.

The key is that there is no aristocratic force behind Tianhao that can support his rise from the early stage of Panshi Village. No food, no population, no army...... He is like the greatest hero in the legend, born with special abilities, and has become the focus of attention and all the people are willing to follow.

No one wants to be trash, everyone has a heroic dream in their hearts. All boys love to step on the seven-colored auspicious clouds to save the world, and Lu Qingxi is no exception. He felt that Tianhao was an example that he had to emulate, and that he was in a higher position now, and there was no reason why he couldn't do better than him.

Give a part of the benefits to civilians and thus gain the support of more people.

Lu Qingxi plans to use food as a weapon and distribute it to those who need it most in this cold winter.

The national teacher Wujiao agrees.

The disagreement is over how much food is distributed for free, and how.

Wu Jiao believes that the number should not be too large, and the per capita kilogram shall prevail. His reason is strong: "It's winter, and there isn't as much labor as the spring ploughing season that drains the energy of the people below." When you are full, you will be cranky, and a kilogram of grain is enough to buy people's hearts. If too much is given at once, the industrious person will become lazy and will henceforth do nothing, just waiting for the daily ration to be distributed in excess of the normal amount. In the long run, it will not benefit the entire ethnic group at all. ”

Lu Qingxi believes that one kilogram is too little, and the distribution quota is at least 20 kilograms per person, and the elderly and children will be reduced according to the specific situation. His reasoning is equally strong: "Food cannot be given in vain, they must be allowed to work." The king has a plan to take advantage of this winter to completely renovate and widen the road between Buck City and Stag City, and even the road between the main cities of other tribes will also be repaired. Rest assured, you won't let the people below sit idle. ”

"You're going to build roads?" Wu Jiao frowned.

Lu Qingxi nodded firmly: "The road conditions are too bad, the winter is still reluctant, and in the summer rainy season, it is a piece of mud, and there is no way to walk." I've been thinking about a complete renovation for a long time, and now is the opportunity. ”

"In that case, there will be more people in need." Wu Jiao did not agree with Lu Qingxi's plan: "Twenty kilograms of grain per capita is simply not enough, according to the minimum standard of two kilograms per person per day, it will be maintained for at least 50 to 60 days, which is too much consumption." ”

Lu Qingxi said seriously: "Building roads is not only beneficial now, but also in the future. Only when the road is flat can the vehicle go fast, and the transportation of materials between cities can be ......"

"I know what you're talking about." Wu Jiao's frowning brows did not disperse, he shook his head, and unceremoniously interrupted Lu Qingxi's words: "But this plan consumes too much, at least one hundred kilograms of grain per capita, and the warehouse is more than half empty, what will you eat next spring?" ”

Lu Qingxi hurriedly explained: "In fact, there is not so much food needed, and the standard can be lowered to one and a half kilograms per capita." With the radish and cabbage stored before winter, I think it's ......."

"I don't agree with that." Wu Jiao showed no sign of relenting: "Even if the supply of rations is reduced, the grain stored in the public warehouse can be eaten until next summer, and I can't let you do this." ”

"Why?" Lu Qingxi was stunned.

"We have to keep a certain amount of surplus food." Wu Jiao persuaded bitterly: "It's hard to say what the specific annual harvest will be next year, and there may be droughts, floods, and locust plagues...... In short, there is no way to determine this kind of thing, what if you eat up the stored grain now, and the crops will fail next year? It's not worth spending so much to end up with only a few smooth and widened roads. ”

“…… This...... How can this ......" Lu Qingxi scratched his head and was speechless for a while.

He wanted to use strong rhetoric to refute Wu Jiao, but he found that he could not find any basis to support his theory.

A good king must possess "kindness". This is important and is a recognized standard for people of all tribes.

Lu Qingxi felt that he was not wrong, and wanted to give the civilians a benevolent feeling in the cold winter, and there were only two ways: one was to increase the rations, and the other was to give them enough warm clothes.

Although the deer tribe holds the secret of textile technology, limited to factors such as cotton cultivation and land area, the output of cotton cloth is not as large as the outside world imagines. As for the saying that everyone can wear "a real cotton jacket with cotton in the middle" in winter, it is just a misunderstanding of the deer tribe by other tribes for a long time. In this era when cloth was used as currency, even Lu Qingxi, who had just ascended to the throne and was eager to do something to establish his personal prestige as soon as possible, never thought of distributing cloth and cotton to the people on a large scale.

It would be a waste to do that, and it would not be possible to get the support of the nobles of Bucks City.

He can only figure out a way in terms of food.

"Cash-for-work" is a good idea. Lu Qingxi personally watched Panshizhai grow from a few hundred people to a huge scale of hundreds of thousands now, and he was really envious and jealous of Tianhao. Subconscious, coupled with the change in the logic of personal subjective thinking, the young King of Thunder Bull had a huge impact on Lu Qingxi.

Even if I don't have Tianhao's superb ruling skills and skill, and flexible mind, then I should be fine if I copy some of his governance, right?

The entire Thunder Bull Department is building roads, and this seemingly useless behavior has begun since the time of the Rock Leader. In fact, including Lu Qingxi, many people don't know why Bai Hao did this.

It's not that they don't understand the convenience of roads in terms of transportation and people, but there is a prerequisite for doing so———— they must have a strong production capacity and a large number of materials.

To put it bluntly, the purpose of the existence of roads is for transportation and long-distance communication. If you are a poor person who does not even have enough to eat, then you have no interest in building roads. From this point of view, there is nothing wrong with the opposition of the national teacher Wujiao.

But Lu Qingxi didn't think so. He believes that if he wants the Deer Clan to become strong, he must imitate Tianhao's various practices in the Thunderhorn Division. Whether it is expanding the cultivated area, repairing the walled cities, strengthening the rule over the various places, and building roads and wars...... He is a man with a strong sense of rise, like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing any water he can come his hands on, whether it's a sweet mountain spring or foul-smelling filthy urine.

After being silent for a long time, Lu Qingxi made up his mind, and his attitude was very resolute: "The road must be built, this must be done." ”

Wu Jiao was surprised.

Since the end of the funeral ceremony of King Xian, Lu Qingxi has always given him a very tame feeling. This is not a derogatory term, but it represents an amiable attitude and easy to discuss. However, Lu Qingxi's performance today broke the previous concept, allowing Wu Jiao to see that there were alternative ingredients hidden in this young man that he had never been in contact with and had never been aware of.

A wave of anger surged up from the bottom of the old national teacher's heart. He lowered his brows and said in a deep voice, "Why? ”

In fact, this question does not need to be answered at all, the benefits of road construction have been discussed before, and the key is that Lu Qingxi's answer cannot be recognized by Wu Jiao, he believes that this is simply a waste of money and labor.

It's not so much questioning as suspicion.

The conversation fell into silence, and no one could convince the other, and no one could come up with absolute evidence that convinced the other.

In the gradually solidifying air, the side door of the side hall was pushed open from the outside, and a soldier sweating profusely and covered in mud stumbled in, followed by several palace guards with solemn expressions.

This is a messenger.

Wu Jiao and Lu Qingxi shifted their gaze to the visitor at the same time. The national teacher felt a tightening of his heart for no reason, he secretly clenched his left fist, and there was no emotional fluctuation on his calm face, and asked seriously: "Don't panic, say it slowly, what's wrong?" ”

The messenger, who had been galloping for several days and was extremely exhausted, knelt on the ground and let out a weak cry in the midst of his breath: "Your Majesty, great master...... Please, send your troops quickly! The Niu tribe attacked in a big way, they surrounded White Deer City, and the situation was in danger. ”

……

Deer Clan's territory, White Deer City.

Four days ago, the black bull-horned battle flag had been planted in the city, "hunting" in the cold wind.

The power of the artillery is self-evident, especially the concentrated fire on a city wall, the already not strong wall collapsed, and the fierce Niu infantry rushed up, they were equipped with the best weapons and armor in the world, and the panicked Bailu soldiers were not opponents at all. In particular, the assault force, which was composed of all pigs, completely occupied the initiative on the battlefield with a ferocious and violent fighting style, and the White Deer City side quickly became overwhelmed, and the situation was completely one-sided.

In four days, you can do a lot of things.

According to Tianhao's order, 50,000 Niu civilians who followed the army from Rock City poured into the city. In exchange, the original more than 80,000 deer people in White Deer City completed the reorganization within two days, and all of them moved to the rock collar.

Pyeongjoon's intelligence department has been operating secretly in various tribes. Including Bailu City, Tianhao has a clear understanding of the geographical location, surrounding conditions, and products and other information of the major main cities.

From the outside, White Deer City is a city built on a mountain. In fact, a mountain peak is the main body, which serves as the eastern barrier of the city, and in a sense replaces the city wall.

This is a stone mountain, there is no soil and vegetation, because of the dangerous terrain, the successive generations of White Deer King only set up a sentry post on the top of the mountain, stationed a small number of soldiers. After all, to the east is the Bucks Division, and there is no possibility of an enemy.

All the members of the royal family of the White Deer Department were beheaded by Tianhao's order, and as many as hundreds of White Deer nobles were executed at the same time. He had used the same method many times before, and he had tried it again and again. In Tianhao's words: "In addition to wasting food, keeping these people will also bring a series of unpredictable hidden dangers." Rather than let them live, kill them. ”

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

On the third floor of the main hall that originally belonged to the King of the White Deer, standing on the balcony with Tianhao, overlooking the newly occupied city at his feet, the young Zongguang's heart was full of pride and pride, as well as his heartfelt worship for the new King of the Thunder Bull.

The first time he saw artillery, Somitsu was shocked by this weapon that was ahead of his time. The fortress of Broken Corner City was not so much disturbed by the infiltrated inner should be as it was the work of artillery, which completely changed the situation on the battlefield.

Tianhao didn't hide it from Zongguang. Sooner or later, the muskets and artillery on Jeju Island will be fully equipped, and for a long time, Jonggu and Jonggwang father and son have been very supportive of Panshi City, and the two sides have formed a close cooperative relationship of mutual assistance. And Zonggu is very good at being a person, on the surface, he left Zongguang by Tianhao's side, "let him learn something useful", but in fact, he took his only son as a hostage.

For partners who sincerely cooperate, Tianhao is never stingy. Sixty percent of the secrets of the Rock Collar are open to Zongguang, as long as they know it, and they cannot be spread to the outside world for the time being.

Turning his head and glancing at Zong Guang who was standing next to him, Tianhao smiled: "What, do you miss your father?" ”

Zong Guang smiled embarrassedly and nodded: "A little." ”

Tianhao smiled gently: "When I set off from Rock City, I will send someone to deliver a letter to him, and it is estimated that your father will be here in a few days." ”

This is not the focus of Zongguang's concern. He lowered his voice and asked seriously, "Your Highness, do you really plan to occupy White Deer City forever?" ”

Tianhao held the railing in front of him with both hands, looked over the city wall, looked at the horizon connecting with the mountains and the white wasteland in the distance, and said calmly, "No one has stipulated that the tribal territory must follow the existing boundaries. The tribal assembly did not enact such a law...... Never. ”

These words failed to solve the doubts in Zong Guang's heart: "Then why didn't you occupy Fangs City when you destroyed the Pig Clan before?" ”

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that we didn't have that ability at the time." Tianhao smiled bitterly: "In the war with the pigs, the Rock Collar has been fully mobilized, and our logistics supply capacity has reached the extreme." ”