Among them, the former is just that, Roshan is piled up in the army, and outsiders can't see it.

However, the grain produced by Tianlu was directly delivered to the homes of many mountain people.

Of course, this grain is not corn, but sweet potatoes.

This sweet potato was not originally a product of the land of China, but many years ago, a Taoist traveled to the bad land outside China, and found this magical crop in the bad land.

This kind of crop only needs to be planted in the soil, and in a short time, it can spread out in a piece, and it does not require much care.

It's just that this thing is more suitable for planting in a hot climate, if the climate is suitable, the production capacity per mu is 800 catties, but the requirements for soil fertility are high, and it is easy to barren the fertile land.

Even the mountainous boundary, the climate is not suitable, if it is taken care of finely, the yield per mu is about 500 catties, otherwise, one acre of land, can only be harvested 200 catties.

In the eyes of people in this era, this situation is caused by the incompatibility of the earth.

In fact, it's a purely climatic issue, plus the pH of the land is not suitable.

In this case, the sweet potatoes that grow are as slender as tree roots.

It's not delicious, it's not nutritious, and it's hard to grow.

And he, with Taoism and chemistry, refined an inferior fertilizer, but it made up for some of the defects.

As far as farming is concerned, even if the climate is a little worse, as long as the fertilizer is sufficient, it can also produce high yields.

As for sweet potatoes, after variety improvement in the real world, plus other fertilizers, the yield per mu can reach up to 8,000 catties, and if it is in the laboratory environment, it can even exceed 10,000 catties, and compared with the lower limit, there is a yield gap of 50 times.

Of course, today's seeds have not been improved by varieties, and the chemical fertilizers made in this era are also inferior fertilizers, but in this mountainous area, it is the first time to burn wasteland, and the land itself is very fertile, which makes the yield per mu reach 3,000 catties.

This yield, if put into modern times, is undoubtedly a poor harvest, so that growers lose money.

But in this era, with an output of 3,000 catties, if it weren't for Zhao Cheng's current beginning, the people under him would have to think about it, and directly put on a dragon robe for Zhao Cheng and carried him to the dragon chair.

If this is not the destiny of heaven, then what else is the destiny of heaven?!

At the time of the autumn harvest, the whole army collected grain together, whether it was a recruit or an old soldier, to the back, they all carried baskets of sweet potatoes into the warehouse with red eyes.

And this is not the end, after the autumn harvest, Ying Tianjun issued a winter supplement to all the recruits, 300 catties of sweet potatoes per person, which was used to spend the winter for the recruits' families.

The winter in the mountains is very cruel, although there is no exploitation by the government in the mountains, but the fertile land in the mountains is limited, and every winter, there are never fewer people who freeze to death and starve to death.

When the recruits dragged the grain back to the stockade with red eyes, it was undoubtedly full of persuasion to talk about things in the army.

Words can be false, but food is real.

And the sweet potatoes dragged back by the recruits were not the ones grown in the stockade, thin and inferior grains like tree roots, but they were all full.

If this is all fake, what else can be true in this world?!

At this moment, there was a little doubt that no one could correspond to the destiny of the Great General.

And after this matter was completely fermented, an even more shocking news came out, that is, as long as the village was willing to believe in Huang Tian, he could get the heavenly dew given by Huang Tian.

As for believing in Huang Tian, General Ying Tian will not meddle in the affairs of the village, but will only appoint people in the village to become the Yellow Angel to be responsible for the distribution of Tianlu.

As soon as this news came out, if anyone objected to this, it would undoubtedly be a real "perverse act".

After all, for the mountain people, it doesn't really matter who they believe, not to mention that the Yellow Angel is not an outsider, and not only does they not need to pay taxes, but they will also bring the divine dew.

For the mountain people, food is life!

Whoever doesn't let them get more food is going to kill them!

They didn't know that what Zhao Cheng wanted was not their food, but their anger.

As far as the number of qi is concerned, as long as the rule is recognized, the qi will roll in, but there is a difference in the number of qi.

Feng Shi naturally didn't know this, he only knew that General Ying Tian had a mandate of heaven, just like the protagonist of those stories that the Taoist told him when he was a child.

A few hours later, Feng Shi and his party were finally brought into the barracks.

The barracks on the mountainside are neat and spacious, and the wooden houses are very wide and very neat, and between the houses, even in broad daylight, the fire in the pot is also burning red, so that people can feel an invisible momentum at a glance.

It can be said that all of a sudden, the gap between the elite and the stragglers was shown.

As for Feng Shi, he thought of some things that the old Taoist said when he was young, and according to what the old Taoist taught him, such an environment was to nourish qi and the fiery qi of the army.

People are angry, so they can live, and the army is angry, so they can be invincible!

The scene in front of him suddenly gave Feng Shi more confidence.

Because it was just reported, it was just for them to rest.

Until the next morning, when the sky was slightly bright, there was a rapid sound of gongs, which woke everyone up, and a new day began!

In the evening, Feng Shi had already imagined all kinds of drills for the next day, but the reality was completely different from what he thought.

After the formation, they did not train directly, but were led by the old pawn into a very spacious wooden house.

In the wooden house, several braziers not only illuminate the house, but also dispel the cold.

After that, no one ate the hot sweet potatoes and drank enough hot water, and then the class began.

The person who gave the class was not dressed as a soldier, but like a scribe, and the man first glanced around, and then said, "I am a Taoist officer in the army, and the so-called Taoist is a person who preaches and solves doubts." ”

"I have a few questions for you."

"The first question, do you think, in this world, who can lead us all the way to victory?!"

As soon as these words came out, the already quiet air immediately became quieter.

After a few breaths, Feng Shi was the first to speak, his eyes were a little fanatical: "Only the Great General, the Great General Yingtian!" ”

"That's right, only General Yingtian!"

"Do you know what happened to our Ying Heavenly Army before?!"

"The predecessor of Ying Tianjun is the ...... of Huang Tianjun"

"At the time of crisis, General Ying Tian was in a desperate situation at that time, and there were only fifty remnants around him, but one day later, he killed the enemy's general, reversed the overall situation, and then summoned the remnants in a short period of time......"

The Taoist told everything.

"So, answer me again, who will lead us to victory?!"

This time, the twenty recruits in the wooden house shouted at the same time: "General Yingtian!" ”

"Very well, now for the second question, what exactly are we fighting for......"

(End of chapter)