In early summer, it rains in Asuka City.

The rain was neither heavy nor small, and the sky was shrouded in a layer of gray mist, mixed with some fishy smell of the sea, which made this seemingly rainy scene like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River seem a little incongruous.

The rain was heavy and misty, and the roads near Asuka City became more and more muddy, and under the gloomy sky, the surrounding fog was thick, and the people on the ground seemed to have entered a murderous killing array.

In such bad weather, of course Li Qinzai would not do anything, he squatted under the canopy outside the tent, squinted at the rain that was gradually getting heavier, and then sighed.

"I can't do anything in this damn weather, barbecue, fishing, hunting...... It's all wasted. Li Qinzai muttered.

On the flat ground outside the handsome tent, there was a shout of killing, and Li Qinzai couldn't help but turn his head to look.

Not far away, on a small training ground, hundreds of people were lined up in a neat formation, each holding a double-edged Mo knife about one zhang long and weighing about twenty catties.

Li Qinzai couldn't help grinning, this was the Mo Dao battalion he had personally formed, and then ordered five hundred burly and tall Mo Dao Men to be selected from the army.

After setting up the Modao Battalion with his own hands, Li Qinzai knew why the veterans in the army gradually abolished the Modao Battalion after the appearance of firearms.

This thing is so blood-sucking.

Not to mention anything else, just to build 500 Mo knives, Li Qinzai spent a lot of effort, summoned the blacksmiths in the army to beat day and night, pig iron into fine iron, refined iron quenching and continued to beat, beaten into refined and forged steel, in short, I don't know how many procedures have been gone through to create a material suitable for Mo knife.

As for the Mo knife hand, it costs money and food.

Mo Dao Men have to spend a lot of energy every day, and their food must be different from that of ordinary soldiers.

Li Qinzai is also a generous commander, so each person is full of meat, bread and seafood soup every day, 500 Mo knife hands, and the daily food expenditure is basically equivalent to an army of 2,000 people.

In other words, the amount of food for one Mo swordsman is equivalent to four ordinary soldiers.

If this was in the territory of Datang, Li Qin Zai would not be able to afford such a blood-sucking Modao battalion.

Fortunately, he is in the Wa Kingdom, as we all know, the grain of the Wa State is not defended against the Tang Dynasty, and it doesn't matter if it is fortified, just send troops to grab it.

The Mo knife is there, the Mo knife is all in hand, and there are still a few middle and low-level generals in the army who have worked in the Mo Dao battalion.

So the Modao battalion was built in this way, and five hundred people practiced every day, from the raw melons and eggs that couldn't even line up at the beginning, after a few days of drilling...... In fact, it is still very rusty, and the only improvement is that the formation is about barely enough, and now I have begun to practice moves.

Li Qinzai looked at the soldiers of the Modao Battalion not far away, and his cheeks couldn't help twitching slightly.

There is still a long way to go before they can form a fighting force and be able to achieve a fierce force on the battlefield.

In other words, Li Qinzai still has to continue to pay the cost of materials, money and food in order to feed this 500-strong Modao battalion.

The commander of the first army has to worry not only about the morale of the army and the victory or defeat of the war strategy, but also about the logistics and the weight of the grain and grass, and whether he can feed the soldiers.

"I'm so hard!" Li Qinzai muttered, and then sighed: "Eat grilled lamb chops, stewed hen, and tuna sashimi to relieve the pressure." ”

The pressure is too much, only food can relieve pressure, and beauty can actually be done, but Xiao Yaga can't touch it for the time being, because her father may be doing something bad, if he touches Xiao Yaga, Li Qinzai will be embarrassed to kill her father......

If you put on your pants and don't admit it, you're a scumbag, and if you put on your pants and backhand, you will kill the father of the person next to you, which is considered a ...... The domineering president in the bloody drama?

Not far away, the Mo Dao Battalion was still practicing in the heavy rain, and Zheng Sanlang's figure could be vaguely seen, he was holding the Mo Dao with both hands, and he was practicing one move at a time, his skills were becoming more and more calm, and his face was covered with sweat and rain.

Li Qinzai nodded with satisfaction, this goods is worthy of the food that raises him every day, and then go to rob the granary of the Wa Kingdom, and let Zheng Sanlang follow, we must let him know that food is not easy to come by, and every grain is hard.

It's also hard to carry food.

…………

The frequency of coming and going in and out of the camp under the Hundred Cavalry Division has increased a lot more than before.

The war is approaching, and a lot of military intelligence and intelligence are also increasing, and they must be sent to Li Qinzai as soon as possible, and he will make a decision as the commander in chief.

There is a lot of information about the Hundred Cavalry Division today, and the most striking of them is the Japanese Alliance Army that marched from the north.

Li Qinzai stared at this information for a long time, then put it on the table and muttered: "More than 20,000 people are rushing in the heavy rain, and they are not afraid of freezing and catching a cold, this group of people really can't wait to drive us out of Wadao......

The spy of the Hundred Cavalry Division said: "Li Shuai, the lord of the Japanese Kingdom has also moved. ”

"Say."

"Yesterday night, before he slept, the lord walked out of the palace alone, went to the garden on the northwest side of the palace, stayed for half an hour, and then returned to the palace alone."

"Also, there are changes in the palace people who buy grain and rice every day, and a stranger has mixed in in the team of palace people who go out of the palace to buy, and after investigation, it is the imperial chef of the lord of the country."

"Li Shuai ordered the garrison and the hundred cavalry division not to startle the snake, the imperial chef who mixed out of the palace we did not intercept and ask, let him out of the palace, after the imperial chef left the palace, mixed into the crowd on the street and did not know where to go, the hundred cavalry division investigated for a long time, still did not see him, it was the villain who was derelict in his duty, please Li Shuai punished."

Li Qinzai smiled: "It's okay, if you lose it, you will lose it, it's just a small role in delivering news, the important thing is that we have determined that the country is mainly engaged in things, and that's enough." ”

The spy said again: "Li Shuai needs a hundred cavalry division and an ambush layout for the garrison in the city?" According to the analysis of the Shangguan of the Hundred Cavalry Division stationed in the Wa Kingdom, it is very likely that the lord of the Wa State has colluded with the alliance army in the north, or in other words, the alliance army is simply a secret move that the lord of the Wa State has long arranged. ”

Li Qinzai said with a smile: "I have divided most of the troops and horses to sweep the north and south of the Japanese country, for the lord of the country, this is a golden opportunity, there are only 3,000 Tang troops left in Bird City, but there are more than 20,000 alliance troops, and the lord of the country probably thinks that he can do it." ”

Immediately, Li Qinzai's face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "Order the garrison, let go of the northern defense of Flying Bird City, let that alliance army come in, if they run fast, I will even give them the big battalion." ”

The spy clasped his fists and saluted, turned to leave.

Li Qinzai sat alone in the tent, staring at the map of the whole island of the Japanese kingdom in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

"More than 20,000 people, to kill or not to kill?" Li Qinzai scratched his head in annoyance.

Although it is cool to kill, he has another purpose for landing in the Japanese Kingdom this time, that is, to recruit at least 40,000 Japanese cannon fodder.

More than 20,000 people, plus the 20,000 people who were imprisoned outside Asuka City and submitted to the Wa King, are basically enough.

It's a pity to kill, but it's really annoying if you don't kill and don't get angry.

After a long time, Li Qinzai finally made a decision.

"It's better not to kill, if some of these cannon fodder can survive the Battle of the Peninsula, it would be good to send them back to Datang to be a laborer for my Zhuangzi. Well, it was so happily decided. ”