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Chapter 210 Striker's Enemy

Although the people of Danyang are poor and backward, they are not good at work. They are really doing it. They dig shovels and pickaxes, first repair the official road behind them, appropriately raise the roadbed, and repair drainage ditches on both sides. At the beginning, there were 2,000 strong men, and in a few days, tens of thousands of strong men.

The ragged Danyang people were holding tools and working hard.

At noon that day, the thriving men of the 30000 team returned to the station.

Everyone from afar smelled the fragrance, and the strong man Li Ernin said, "There was a dish at noon today, a dish that everyone had never eaten before."

"What kind of dish is it that I have never eaten?" Everyone asked Li Er.

Li Er shook his head: "Everyone said he had never eaten it before, how could I know."

Everyone accelerated their pace and rushed to the kitchen built by the straw shed.

The steaming steamed buns have been steamed, golden and sweet.

The big pot was stewed with something I had never eaten before, and everyone asked the chef: "What kind of dish is this?"

"This is called potatoes, which are most suitable for the growth of various plots in our mountains. One acre can produce sixty or seventy stones."

Everyone sighed: "Sixty or seventy stones, but bragging, they don't make drafts. The land with the best yield per mu of wheat is only four or five stones per mu."

"This is still wrong. It's all said by the villagers who served in the army in Xuzhou. The potatoes are so high-yield."

I started eating. Each person had a bowl of potatoes. The stew was very sticky and lard was added. It was so fragrant.

Everyone was thinking about it. Li Er said: "I don't know what the potato seeds look like? If you can get some seeds and plant them, you don't have to go hungry after planting them for half acre of land."

"Stop dreaming, I said to Li Er, you are still young. What is food? Food is fate. What is more important than food is seed grain. Seed grain is fate. How could Wen Hou give it to us easily?"

"Then we must not be in vain. Whoever lets us eat enough will we work hard for? What we people in Danyang are most afraid of is to play with our lives."

Everyone was chatting, and a group of cavalry came. It was not someone else, but Lu Bu and his personal soldiers came.

Lu Bu asked, "Have you eaten?"

Everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, Wen Hou would ask this. Isn’t this the image of the eldest brother next door?

"We have eaten it all, have the general eaten it?"

"I have eaten it too. There are people around you who go to Xuzhou to serve in the army. Xuzhou has three meals a day. Breakfast, porridge, lunch, and dinner are all dry. Do you want to eat three meals a day?"

"Of course I thought about it, but my family only has five acres of mountain land." said a strong man.

"What, five acres of mountain land? If you grow sweet potatoes in five acres of mountain land, you can produce 40,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes and raise twenty pigs. You will be tired of eating pork all year round."

The man scratched his head: "What is sweet potato? I haven't seen it before."

Lu Bu waved his hand and his personal soldiers took a piece of roasted sweet potato field for him.

The strong man didn't know how to peel it, so he ate it directly.

“Delicious, delicious, really delicious.”

The person next to me said, "Let me eat something, eat it alone to get hemorrhoids."

Lu Bu arranged for his personal soldiers to give some to everyone, but there were still very few, and one person was not enough.

"This thing is very productive and cheap, but it's very troublesome to transport it from Xuzhou for thousands of miles. So if you want to eat it, it's better to grow it yourself."

When the men saw that there was a door.

"Please give us food to grow, and we are willing to be loyal to death." Everyone knelt down and kowtowed.

"Please ask, it depends on you whether the Xuzhou army can stay. There are only more than 100 miles from Guangling to here. If everyone can do a good job and repair the roads and bridges as soon as possible, the army's attack is expected, and then we can distribute high-yield seeds and grains to everyone."

"Thank you, General, we are willing to do our best."

"Okay, I will see everyone's performance. Every effort you have will be rewarded. I will not bear to wait for you to work barefoot, each with a pair of cloth shoes. In addition, each team of thousands of people has transferred two medical soldiers. Hua Tuo's disciples, if you are injured, you can go and see the wounded."

Logistically distributed black cloth shoes with rubber sole, and everyone collected the shoes according to the size of their feet. Some of them wore them on the spot, and some of them hid them on their bodies.

Shoes were a huge project in the handicraft era. In order to make military shoes, thousands of women were mobilized to make military shoes.

A pair of shoes is a lot of resources, and people are strong, and in this era, they are stronger than slaves.

Some people were already moved and cried. Lu Bu was the Marquis of Wen and was the governor of Xuzhou. It would be a great honor to be able to say something to you, let alone to give you dividends and shoes.

"There is another thing I want to tell you. Everyone must pay attention to safety during work and ensure safety. If someone loses his life because of an accident due to work, the wife and children in the family will raise you."

Everyone was in an uproar. When the road was dead and the ditch was buried, Lu Bu actually said that he would support his wife and children for the life-threatening man. Forget about his wife, he could remarry. But this son is his own.

Before everyone was moved, Lu Bu led his men to the next construction site.

The road is easy to repair and the bridge is difficult to dry. If Lu Bu had not exchanged for steel and cement, it would be almost impossible to clear the passage in a short time.

At noon that day, Cao Xing and Zhou Cang were watching on a hill.

Zhou Cang picked up the kettle and took a sip, wiped the water on his chin: "It would be great if this kettle was filled with wine."

Cao Xing shook his head: "Drinking alcohol should be done in moderation, and occasionally doing it. If you drink too much, your hands will tremble. When you shoot arrows, you will miss it."

"Hahaha, that's not afraid. The place I aimed at is the safest, and it's not OK to shoot arrows."

Cao Xing suddenly moved his ears and looked southwest. There were a few small black dots on the horizon.

He shouted behind him: "The enemy is here, line up."

Zhou Cang rubbed his eyes and looked admiring: "Why are your eyes so good? I haven't seen clearly yet, you are sure that you are the enemy."

Cao Xing smiled and said, "If the whistleblower had no chance, his life would have been gone."

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The horn sounded, the brigade gathered, and a team of ten people had already run back to report the news. It was about a hundred miles away from the base camp, and Cao Xing led the team to stay and wait for the enemy.

After a while, the enemy soldiers stopped a few hundred meters away.

This is an enemy's sergeant, with a small number of people. There were hundreds of cavalrymen, and they were attacking Yuan Shu's big flag, the teeth flag was the Xun flag, and the formation flag was ten sides.

"Attack." Cao Xing issued an order to attack, and more than 200 cavalry bent their bows and arrows, and rushed forward with their waists.

The cavalry opposite was not cowardly, and rushed up with his spears.

Cao Xing was happy. If the cavalry on the opposite side used bows and arrows, there would be casualties. Now they used spears, there would be no casualties.

Cao Xing led his team to rush up. The two armies were less than a hundred meters apart. The bow and arrows fell over immediately. A rain of arrows shot overturned more than 30 people.

Then he turned north, Yuan Shujun was so angry that he followed him and chased him.
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