Yougen was rescued, and Zhao Dabao invited Luo Shi and Liang Shuye back to the village on the same day, and made a promise that he would not commit any crime with Pinggu Village in the future, and would never go down the mountain to grab grain again.

Shuangtuo Village, the meeting hall

A large carving of a hundred beasts, a tiger skin spread on an arhat bed, flanked by a brazier supported by a triangular wooden frame.

At this moment, the fire is burning fiercely, and the sparks are splashing and crackling.

"Brothers, listen up, I, Zhao Dabao, have always been talkative, and this little brother will be our big boss in the future, I am the second master, and the root is the third master, decreasing in turn, do you understand!"

Zhao Dabao stood by the brazier, the firelight imprinted on his face, ugly a little ugly, but very tight.

"Big brother, what about the original ten masters?"

"Juxtaposition with the new one!"

Landing and smashing the pit, it was decided, and everyone praised Zhao Dabao for his strict life, fairness and justice, his words, his prestige was unique, and the worship index soared.

As for Luo Shi, she was like a mascot, and was invited to the tiger skin seat by the stars of the cottage people.

"Ahem" she cleared her throat, and the audience fell silent:

"Listen to me, brothers, and I have three questions, and I don't know who can answer them?"

"Just ask, I'm familiar with the details of the cottage"

There was a wooden leg dragging and stepping forward to answer.

After he returned from the ghost gate, he was very surprised to see Luo Shi, and after privately ventilating to know his intention, he chose to cooperate.

"Okay, let me ask you, how many people are in the cottage, how much food, and how many days can they eat?"

"There are three hundred and twenty-one people in the cottage, plus the big boss and the lady of the village, a total of three hundred and twenty-three; There are thirty stones of grain, barely enough to last for five days."

As soon as these words came out, many people showed embarrassment, and they were already stretched, and they only relied on a vote from Pinggu Village at the end of the month.

"The second question is, you are all citizens of Kyushu, why don't you join the army to kill the enemy, but instead fall into the grass and rob your neighbors?"

"We have also joined the army...... Only"

Yougen recalled that year, and his eyes darkened.

"It's just a matter of dying, fleeing from the battle, killing the enemy is not death; If you go back to the camp and be beheaded according to military discipline, it is also a death, so it is better to fall into the grass and become a deserter? ”

Everyone was blushing and angry, but what Luo Shi said was true, so he clenched his fists and swallowed the shame in his stomach.

"Third question" She paused, swept the demoralized and languishing crowd below, and smiled:

"I have a plan, but I can ensure that you no longer have to rely on the forcible capture of grain in the countryside for a living, and you can wash away the shame of desertion and become an iron-clad man again, are you willing to listen to my orders?"

Everyone's hearts were pumping, and a heart of shame was stirring back and forth in their chests!

Although he was stable and happy for a while, the word deserter was like a stab on his face, ugly and humiliated, and no man did not want to wash away this shame and become a respected soldier who defended his family and country again.

"I'm willing!"

The sound is like a bell, and the momentum is like a surging flood, and a wave of rolling rolls, pushing morale to the peak.

"Tomorrow at noon, we will gather in the open space on the edge of the cliff, except for the disabled and the lame and my wife, the rest will be trained on the spot, and there will be no delay, and the violators will be engaged in accordance with military law."

Luo Shi smiled faintly, her eyes were shining, she raised her hand and hit a prickly prickly face, and said heroically:

"Adjourn the meeting, let's have dinner!"

*

The mountain cliffs are breezy and white clouds.

The two Sagaqi peaks of the double hump, the cliffs are sandwiched, and the valley school field of the barracks is beyond the first line of cliffs.

It is surrounded by mountain walls, and there is only a valley road that winds out, crossing the camp and leading to Pingshui Pass.

Luo Shi turned around, her robe hunting and flying in the wind, she swept past the people of the cottage who had been lined up for half an hour, her lips moved, she wanted to open her mouth to say something, and then she smiled slyly and swallowed the words in her mouth again.

This made a group of impatient men irritable, looking left and right and whispering.

"Zhao Dabao"

She spoke slowly, her face was calm, her emotions were hidden in her eyes, and the only layer of clear light was agile and overflowing.

"You command!"

Zhao Dabao salivated and stood upright after a while.

Ross walked up to him, leaned back, tilted her head, leaned over to him, and asked:

"How long has it been since you had eaten meat?"

"Three or three months" He was in a trance, and his heart was worried. Even the food rations can last for three or four days, where will the meat come from?

The only dried meat strip in the stockade, to the dead bearded boss to intercept the dart, who would have thought that the dart was not intercepted, everyone is dead and dry, or it will be his turn to be the big boss.

"So, do you want to eat it?"

Luo Shi blinked and smiled.

As soon as she spoke, the two little minions behind her hummed and carried a cauldron and threw down a wild pig caught in a trap.

They dismantled the pot with neat movements, hit the flint and lit the fire, followed by a bucket carrying a bucket, only to hear a commotion—

Put the water into the cauldron and wait for it to boil.

"Listen, you want to eat meat, I nodded, my rules are: those who have the ability to eat pork, and those who don't have the ability to shave pig hair."

Taking a few steps closer to the group, she raised her voice and said word by word:

"Those who can run, those who can fight, those who can shoot arrows, those who want to eat meat, take a step forward...... Walk! ”

Everyone looked at the hairy pig on the ground, and then at the big boiling pot that was about to boil, and their minds were full of thoughts-

The pig seemed to take off its fur coat of its own, broke free of the rope, stretched out its hooves, and slid into the cauldron as it had done in a fragrant soup.

A long-lost smell of meat immediately wafted from under the nose, and everyone grunted and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

One by two, three by two, more and more people want to take a step forward, and Luo Shi roughly counted, almost two-thirds of the people have the courage to eat meat.

"I think I can run, go to the bottom of the tree, I count three times, run to Madame's house, carry him to me, I'll wait for you, the first twenty have meat to eat, understand?"

Everyone laughed and fell down, and responded loudly "I heard it", and they ran under the trees to seize the terrain to take advantage of the start.

"Ready—three, two, one, run!"

Luo Shi stretched out his arm, raised the knife in his hand, and as soon as he ran out of the word, he waved his arm down violently, and his robe swished in the wind.

The little man has a sense of rushing, and his reflex arc is shorter than that of the tall man, so he jumps very neatly, spreads his arms and feet, dislikes a burst of dust, and rushes towards the place where Uncle Liang lives temporarily.

The procession of sixty or seventy men was like locusts crossing the border, blowing sand and dust, and rumbling like a tornado.

Luo Shi put her hands on her back, hung her head and smiled at the corners of her mouth, and took a leisurely step on her heels, which looked very comfortable.

"Big boss, what are we going to do?"

There were still a hundred or so people left, staring at Luo Shi with dark eyes, staring at Luo Shi for a moment.

"What's the hurry? When they come back, you will relax your body first, relax your muscles and bones, and then look at each other for a while, and then you will see the real chapter in hand-to-hand combat."

Luo Shi stretched out a finger, scratched the corner of her sideburns, and wondered in her heart: Why won't you come back and run so slowly?

"It's coming!"

I don't know who shouted, Luo Shi immediately looked up, and saw that there was a faint dust not far away, led by six people - wait a minute, what are they carrying?

Bed?!

After realizing what it was, Luo Shi sweated upside down like a waterfall, with three black lines.

She said that she carried Uncle Liang over at night, who asked them to dismantle the bed?

What kind of understanding is this on the horizon, no wonder you can't kill the enemy, and all the grass is gone! Luo Shi couldn't help but sigh with his forehead: Fortunately, the grass fell into the grass......

"Gurgle" The foot of the bed fell to the ground, Luo Shi looked at Uncle Liang's stinky face, smiled embarrassedly, took a step closer, and called softly:

"Is it okay for the lady to fall asleep?"

Although Uncle Liang put on a stinky face at night, he did not forget to continue to perform his iceberg beauty, he rubbed his waist and said:

"It hurts my back, and I can't even lift the bed, how can I fight rice?"

Luo Shi met his gaze, and there was a feeling of unhappiness that the little plan had been seen through, and he hummed quietly under his nose, facing the wave of panting humanity behind him:

"Carry the bed back to me! Rerun! ”

……

With a stick in his hand, he knocked it in his palm and paced back and forth in front of a line of burly bandits.

Uncle Liang was sitting on a boulder on the edge of the cliff with a bowl of tea in his hand.

His eyes locked on her, his hair curled in the wind, flamboyant and casual, blowing the elegance of his robe, but it could not dissipate the faint smile in his eyes.

is obviously a village girl and cook, and she wears a military uniform, and she is a little sassy and heroic.

Let's see how she, who is powerless, trains the rabble of cottages.

Luo Shi knew that Uncle Liang was drinking tea leisurely at this time, just to see her jokes, and he was stubborn

"There is a proverb in the martial arts: moon sticks, new year knives, and long-practiced guns, it is not feasible to strike marksmanship in a short time, and there are not so many iron guns in the cottage. But the stick is neither long nor short, bladeless and thornless, more flexible, good at getting started, if you are skilled in the stick these days, you can also beat the enemy down. It is tacitly understood that the elite iron cavalry of the Xirong people cannot be in the ranks of grain and grass, so what we have to deal with is only some 'short knife soldiers' who are reluctant to have 'wealth' and are not willing to give up their lives."

Pei Muyin wanted to try to dance the wooden stick out of the stick flower, but he didn't have enough strength and almost made a fool of himself.

Pretended to cough, hide a little embarrassment, and continued:

"The long stick has both attack and defense, and after being responsible for breaking through the enemy's formation, the short soldiers will follow and slash the enemy's head, which is such a simple combat routine. Now, you're going to be a stick, take a step forward! ”

Everyone listened very carefully, and always felt that this big boss was a bull-breaking figure, and he was determined to learn the stick well, but who would have thought that he was also a mouthful?

Everyone couldn't help but be disappointed: "I can't wait, the big boss is so familiar, you should show us a few tricks!" ”

Luo Shi scratched her head and pretended to be calm:

"My stick technique is too profound, I do what I want, and there is no fixed routine, you can't learn it"

"How do we learn?"

When Luo's scalp was numb and it was difficult to ride a tiger, Uncle Liang, who was watching the play, was finally willing to give a helping hand.

"The husband sings with the wife, and she can't, then I will teach you"

Uncle Liang's voice was a little scattered by the mountain wind, he walked over from the edge of the cliff, took out the wooden stick in Luo Shi's hand, and said in his ear:

"What a big appetite and how big a mouth, if you want me to clean it up later, how much favor do you owe me?"

Luo Shi was silent, his mouth was pursed, his hand was loosened, and Uncle Liang was allowed to clean up the aftermath of the night, making a "please" gesture.

Please start your performance.

"Pick up the stick, one move and one style, follow along"

Holding a stick in his hand, Uncle Liang sank his voice at night, a little cold and serious.

No one questioned why a "woman" was asked to teach the stick method, so Uncle Liang's cold eyes swept away, and everyone picked up the wooden stick from the ground and held it in the palm of his hand without objection.

"The first move, a long-range attack, pushing the end with a hand, a gun with a stick, using the stick as a gun, poking at the enemy's heart"

He danced a few stick flowers, chic once, the stick in his hand turned into a spear like a dragon and swim vigorously, a chic and graceful, and there was no sense of disobedience with the thick wooden stick.

"In the second move, the elbow is pressed to the end, the stick is raised and the jaw is raised. The third trick is to sweep a piece and pick its neck"

Within the three moves, there must be a down, and not close, this is the most basic and practical stick method.

Pierce a gun, sweep a piece of stick, win more with less, but deal with the baggage soldiers have some effect, if you are on the battlefield to compete, it is better to go home and get a fly swatter to wave a few times.

"Drink, ha, ho"

Uniformly, in line with the drill.

Luo Shi was idle, and ran to the stove room to make a delicious meal for Uncle Liang with the only remaining ingredients.

After Uncle Liang put down the practice stick at night, he went to teach another group of people archery kung fu.

These archers should have some foundation, but they had no choice but to abandon Rong and be Kou for too long, and they were a little rusty, and Uncle Liang just wanted to ask them to practice for a day or two

"Practice on yourselves, find more bows and arrows, there are a few tips, listen to me, first ......" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Madam, we have a bow in the cottage, but no arrows."

"Can't you make your own?"

"Where is there a blacksmith to forge iron?"

"You can only make a plan, you don't know how to be flexible, don't you know how to make wooden arrows, can you cut down trees?"

"How do you shoot a wooden arrow?!"

"It's not something you should ask, I just want the result and the speed to do it"

"Yes......"

The person who asked was worried: Mrs. was born like a fairy, why is she so fierce?

The whole is mobilized, the running is humming and panting, and the back and forth are constantly resting; The man who plays with sticks and practices knives hums in his mouth, and he is very serious about every move.

In addition, those who cut trees and practice arrows are really no idlers in the cottage, and the fighting spirit is high.

Are there really no idlers? I'm afraid that there will still be something, Zhao Dabao shrank his head, rubbed his hands, and had nothing to do, he slowly moved to Luo Shi's side, and said leisurely:

"Big Boss ......"

"Huh?"

"That, that, meat, I want to eat it too"

is very lacking in appearance, and he has a flattering smile and a full spy appearance.

"Yes, tell me, what will you do?"

"I ...... Speaks Sijon"

He scratched his head and grinned, and the yellow teeth were pulled out, completely amusing Luo Shi.

It's really from the heart, I just thought about where to find a spy, so coincidentally, this one was sent to the door.

She generously patted Zhao Dabao on the shoulder and said:

"Accurate!"