Chapter 1350 1350: Big - Project! [Please give me a monthly ticket]

Chen Tang's extremely natural reaction made Luo San feel bad.

The other party does not seem to have the ambitions he thought?

He carefully said: "It's not that I intend to provoke disagreement, but that the current power of the Queen... is far away from the center of the royal court. If a traitor takes the opportunity to falsely accuse and instigate, the Queen is afraid that it will be in danger. Hearing that Lord Kang intends to let Lin Feng replace the right servants and the vacant person, such a hero is easily sent here, which may not be a sign of the Queen..."

Instead of taking action later, it is better to start first.

Sometimes warlords like to gain troops in troubled times do not out of ambition, but to protect themselves. The trust between people is as thin as a cicada's wings, let alone between kings and ministers. Trust - it has long been broken into pieces by thousands of years of troubled times, and it cannot be fought back.

You should not have the intention to harm others, but you should not be without the intention to guard against others.

I think this woman understands this truth too.

Chen Tang opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

She thought Luo San guessed her real vest, and was about to admit it or make a quibble, but Luo San gave him a big surprise. He obviously misunderstood, mistakenly thought that Chen Tang was the confidant who was lurking outside under the order of the king. Good guy, if he followed Luo San's script, Chen Tang would suspect that he was a spy sent by the superiors to test him, or that he was unstoppable and wanted to instigate him.

Chen Tang's fingers scratched his cheeks unnaturally.

He smiled and said, "Luo Hou misunderstood."

She had to think about what to say so that she would not be too embarrassed.

Luo Sanzhe wrote surprise directly on his face.

Who would have thought that in the chaotic times of rituals and music, there were even monarchs and ministers who trust each other? If this woman was not lying, then Luo San herself was thinking too much. If she was deliberately warned that she would not express her true feelings, then it would be understandable. In the final analysis, Luo San was too presumptuous. As a prisoner, he said this rashly, and the warlords who were a little warned had to weigh it.

Thinking of this, Luo San understood: "Since the woman has no intention, I just pretend that what I said was a messy thing, so I don't have to take it to my heart."

Successfully interrupted Chen Tang's idea of ​​explaining.

Chen Tang: "..."

Shanyong County has a large territory and a small population. In addition, in the past few months of siege, all refugees can run away. Not only is there nine out of ten rooms in the country, but there are not many people. Chen Tang could only roll up his sleeves, send someone to count the population, and prepare disaster relief supplies. In addition to distributing supplies and rebuilding household registrations, he also had to order people to clean up the ruins and build city defense fortifications, which was very busy.

"This is faster than us."

Chen Tang was as happy as he led his troops to smash the wall, and as painful as he sent people to repair it. Before repairing and rebuilding, he had to demolish the part that Luo San had built before, mined rocks nearby, and re-planned the location of the city wall to make the distribution of buildings in the city more reasonable.

These jobs are naturally indispensable to Luo San’s old subordinates.

They are most familiar with Sugiyon County.

Seeing the busy scenes everywhere, the old colleague felt dazed and had a sense of half-dream and half awake - whether they were fighting against the enemy or not? It seemed that no matter which side wins or loses, the same group of people worked here in the end.

So what was the purpose of destroying the house at that time?

"Are we winning or losing?"

Luo San’s old subordinate: “…”

When I think of the battlefield where some familiar faces are eternal, and when I think of the scene of working and repairing without distinguishing the enemy, some people are also trapped in philosophical thinking - what is the meaning of war?

However, this problem has not bothered them for too long.

The meaning of war is meaningless.

If they don't beat others, they won't raid them and kick open their doors by plundering every bit of food in the family, stealing relatives from the family, and occupying their houses and fields? No one wants to be the one who has nothing to do, and can only do it first.

An old colleague said, "It should be considered a loss."

He raised his hand and pointed at a huge rock flying over the sky, saying something irrefutable: "If we win, the stones that built the city walls would roll on the ground, rather than flying in the sky."

Normal city bricks are only forty or fifty kilograms, about one foot and three inches long and four inches thick, mostly blue-gray bricks. Such city bricks can block ordinary people who cannot practice and have no effect on powerful martial warriors and large-scale military formations.

Given the destructive power of the brave warriors, the bricks that cast the city walls here are basically rocks mined nearby, each piece is cut in a certain proportion, with a length of meter. People who build the city walls need to use manpower to drag such a big guy from the quarry piece by piece. The efficiency is low, the corvee service is heavy, and the environment is harsh. Every time a large number of common people will die...

This caused the common people to be frightened when they heard the government's labor service, and would rather join the army and go to the battlefield than be a disciple.

You will die when you go to the battlefield, but there is also a small probability that you will turn around and change your life.

It is very likely that people will be exhausted and exhausted.

Nowadays, these bricks that make people feel weak when they see them are no longer dragged on the ground, but are directly turned into flying from the sky. The people who carry bricks are still big names - there are orders in the army, and martial artists with fifth-class doctors or above are requisitioned to carry bricks and calculate military merit.

It doesn’t matter if a fifth-class doctor can’t fly.

Dozens of ordinary people can't delay one day, and fifth-class doctors can travel more than twenty times in half a day. If the martial arts are abundant, it will be no problem to transport fifty. Those who can fly into the sky will be faster. The only thing that can limit the efficiency of building a city wall is not to carry manpower, but to the mining speed of the quarry.

A brave warrior, a human plus that is better than a human plus.

Luo San: “…”

He started dancing when he smelled the chicken. When he came out for a walk in the morning, the demolished city wall had just cleaned up a foundation, returned to the dungeon and ran for a few weeks before coming out for lunch. He used to walk towards the garrison camp and saw that the city bricks had become three layers. In the evening, the city bricks had been piled up to five layers...

Luo San: “…”

At this time, a large shadow fell on the top of his head. When he looked up, he saw a giant dragon python rolling seven or eight city bricks in the sky. He really couldn't use the word "fly" to describe the other party's behavior.

Remember good things -

This mesh dragon python seems to be someone's totem of courage.

Does someone's strength seem to be the eighteenth-class grand chief?

If the dragon python of this vulgar cypress pupa is Luo San's illusion, how do you explain the archback whale wherever it rains? The archback whale is surrounded by a ball of salty and fishy sea water, and its tail is waving over from the low altitude. When you get closer, you can smell the smell of sea water. Luo San looked at the archback whale shaking to the destination, and opened his mouth and spit out bricks one after another.

Every brick is wet.

Stained with the saliva of the bow-back whale.

However, it's fine to use it.

Anyway, there will be no enemy who sticks out his tongue to lick this thing.

After unloading the goods, the bow-back whale let out a long roar, and waved its tail and turned into martial energy to drill back into Luo Sha's tiger talisman. Luo San then saw Luo Sha sitting on the back of the bow-back whale. Letting marine creatures move in the sky would have to consume a lot of martial energy.

The size of the bow-back whale also puts the task in difficulty.

"What are you doing?"

Gong Xichou was bare-handed, and his thin sweat was tightly attached to the texture, revealing a bright color in the sun. He was sitting cross-legged on the bricks, and the meat buns the size of a fist were chewing with relish. Seeing Luo San appear, Gong Xichou grabbed the tail of the military totem and wiped the oil on his mouth: "You are here just right, just work."

Why should he work and not be captured?

Shouldn’t Mama be biased towards herself?

Luo San: "…How can I do these things?"

Gong Xichou rolled his eyes, supported his legs, and put his elbow on the clasped Wudan Totem, pressing the center of gravity to the latter. The Wudan Totem also surrounded him, with a snake head standing up, and the oppressive eyes followed Luo San. Gong Xichou sneered contemptuously: "A eleventh-time right is even more arrogant, I'll do it, let alone you?"

Luo San said in a cold tone: "Tsk, sir, do you dare to let me experience you, the eighteenth-class grand prince?"

If Gong Xiqiu dares to respond, he dares to stew snake soup tonight.

Gong Xichou curled his lips: "Tsk, Lao Deng."

Luo San looked here for a long time.

I accidentally found that the people who were transporting the city bricks here were all brave warriors, and their strength was as high as fifth-class doctors. Although the number of people was not large, it was very terrifying to see an ordinary disciple inside. What's even more terrifying is that they had no objection.

This is very rare in the proud group of brave warriors.

You should know that even if a warrior is involved in this kind of project, it is still in special circumstances - for example, the front-line fortification project is too urgent and the recruitment of corvee labor cannot be reached. Only at this time will the lower-level soldiers be used as disciples. Warriors with some status can at most become supervisors to suppress the possible mutiny crisis. Let them become disciples? Do these lowly hard work?

If the front foot distributes such an order, the back foot will mutiny.

No one can afford the risk of mutiny.

"Where are the other soldiers?"

Gong Xiqiu said: "I've gone to build the road."

The generals are working, and the soldiers still want to rest?

Luo San: “…”

Confidently not planning to launch a mutiny?

The old man finally couldn't help but feel curious.

What is the purpose of Gong Xiqiu doing this?

Don't you think this move is a humiliation?

Gong Xiqiu wiped his sweat, touched the totem snake head, and said in a resentful tone: "The younger brother who has an older brother is a grass."

Not to mention moving city bricks, even if he asked him to take out the manure, Gong Xiqiu would probably have to consider the consequences of not doing it.

Luo San: “…”

I don't understand very well, but I know that Gongxi's hatred is not voluntary.

Ask Luo Sha the same question again.

Luo Sha blinked blankly: "Isn't this supposed to be?"

Although there is a difference between what my grandfather said - the status of a brave warrior is not that high, and he cannot do whatever he wants - but in the first place, he has just arrived, and in order to integrate into the environment as soon as possible, he still has to follow the local customs and cannot sing a high-profile opposite to others. It is just a matter of moving a brick in the city, and it is not a job of fighting on the battlefield. Not only does he have no risk of life, but also gives military merits. What does he oppose?

Ask others again—

Others have some complaints, but how can they give them too much? People cannot just want to have military achievements and martial arts for a little bit of "dignity".
To be continued...