Among the fifty cavalrymen who followed Wang Hou, there were even old soldiers from Funiu Mountain. A hundred soldiers were recruited from Qingzhou. After following Wang Hou for so long, it was the first time that his lord had seen him. Seeing Wang Hou showing off like a sarcastic athlete on the field, a group of soldiers stared at him with breath, so nervous that they almost stopped their heartbeat.

The most nervous one here is Zhao Yun. As a warrior, Zhao Yun also knows the arrogance of the warrior. He made a contribution, but Wang Hou used a treacherous plan to frame him and was imprisoned. Now he has never fought with him. Wang Shuang, who is holding his anger in his heart, must have wanted to vent his anger, so he made this shot agreement!

Of course, if Wang Shuang doesn't want to die and wants to keep going, she will definitely not kill Wang Hou with one shot, or even hurt him! She will only use the power of this shot to test Wang Hou's courage!

But! All this is based on experience estimates, what if! Wang Shuang doesn’t want to live anymore!

Seeing that after Huo Sesie warmed up, Wang Hou buzzed and pulled out the Qingfeng sword, which he had never killed even a chicken, and squatted on horseback and set off a formation.

Opposite, he was holding a spear in his right hand, but now Wang Shuang looked bloated. Wang Hou agreed to take the spear, but he also added a condition. He had to wear two layers of plate armor. Now he was put on a double layer of turtle shell, which made his already sturdy body look particularly tall.

In front of everyone, he suddenly exhaled and opened his voice, holding a spear in one hand, and took a half circle in the air. With the turn, he held the spear in both hands and smashed Wang Hou's head with a sword in his right hand.

In an instant, the soldiers watching couldn't help but scream in their mouths. The veins on their hands stormed up, and Zhao Yun's hand holding the iron spear was trembling violently, but at this moment, a bang sounded, and the fire suddenly flashed between the two. This time, Wang Shuang could no longer stand and staggered several steps along the way, and finally sat on the ground with a slut.

"The lord is mighty!!!"

It is said that Wang Hou can thunder in his palm, but few of them saw it with his own eyes. He was stunned for more than half a minute. The surrounding soldiers couldn't help but shook their hands with great excitement and cheered high.

I hadn't been so nervous when I was just competing with Wang Shuang. Looking at this scene, Zhao Yun, who breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help but cover his chest. Why did he forget that his lord had this trick?

The cat still had the last move to save his life. Wang Hou had a loose sword, spear, sword and halberd, but he was proficient in this gun pulling technique. He stabbed the musket into his waist without even blowing the smoke. He smiled and stretched out his hand to Wang Shuang, who was sitting on the ground and was silly.

He was really shocked. He looked down at the first layer of plate armor that had sunken on his chest. The sharp bullets stuck on the second layer of plate armor. He even wore a leather jacket and burned his belly with a small wound. It was not until Wang Hou reached over that Wang Shuang came to his senses.

Without receiving Wang Hou's hand, the rash man knelt on the ground with a bang, and then blew heavily in the direction of Wang Hou and kowtowed.

This team has to be organized no matter what, they are all cruel people!

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The fastest way to make a powerful general obey is to defeat him! After the Wang Taoist Technique at the foot of Yinshan Mountain was used, this expeditionary army also had its own lieutenant.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed, and June is in the summer, but the midsummer on the grassland is very cool, even cooler than Liaodong.

Wang Hou promised that there will be steamed buns, buns, and office buildings will have promises that will not be fulfilled. New bricks near Yinshan were continuously transported into Guihua City, but the first one was to get started, the warehouse, textile farm and milk powder farm three pillar industrial parks. E-book Bar

However, this is not a big deal. The market price of a piece of wool is only 100 copper plates. But if it is woven into cloth wool, it will be at least consistent. Once the factory is built, a loom can be introduced and the woven bows can be organized to work in the factory, and the production value will be increased ten times.

Milk powder is similar. Now it is scattered in half of the urban area, and the production is scattered and inefficient. Moreover, the finished milk powder is even eaten from time to time, which makes the shareholders so angry that they grin!

However, when the factory parts are up, the location of stoves increases on the one hand, and on the other hand, the production can also be standardized. The boiled milk powder is directly collected into a basket and then transported to the warehouse for storage, and the efficiency can be more than doubled.

The bright spots of the capitalist's profit-seeking vampire talent can be considered to be blooming from these gentry masters. They would rather live in a felt bag first to experience the life of the nomadic people, and they should build it first to make money-making facilities!

The arrival of the Han people really began to change the lives of the Xianbei people.

At first, the Xianbei women and the elderly who came here to work were all transferred from several Western Xianbei tribes by Kebi Neng using his powers as the leader. However, after coming to work, he gave a stone of wheat a month and a piece of cloth a month. The grassland people did not have much idea of ​​saving. They were originally wearing old sheepskin and tattered, but now they have changed into new clothes and eat better than grazing. Grassland women and elderly people from nearby tribes also came to work in Guihua City on their own initiative.

Even some lower-class men who are inconspicuous among the tribes or are bullied don’t care about their shame and come here to work.

Although there was only a little change, some of the free and unrestrained Xianbei people were still converted from the profession of nomads to workers by Wang Hou!

In June, the first caravan that Wang Hou had been waiting for arrived. The Qingzhou business group was a major part of the business group, with tens of thousands of people. The 100,000 cattle and horses that Kebi collected for him have not been replaced yet, and he even used 10,000 or 20,000 to die. However, the transportation efficiency is also remarkable. The tea from Jiangnan, the lacquerware from Jingchu, the rice from Xuzhou, the bone porcelain from Liucheng, and the first batch of Han exchange products piled up into a hill.

"how?"

No wonder the foreigners called China where they were dismantled, and no wonder bone porcelain became the only porcelain that was not created in China. In the felt bag, the box was opened, and the painting was decorated with gold lines and painted with vivid colors. When the lifelike red crane flies out, he claimed that he had served Crassu. He had never eaten anything before and saw anything, and his eyes were almost glaring out.

"Give me all these?"

It was like a mouse who rushed to the box when he saw cheese, speaking in the Liangzhou accent, and the guy even trembled in his tone.

Outside the door, boxes were loaded on a large caravan. Five hundred were drawn from the army, but replaced with a small area of ​​special steel-clad caravans. They were also gathering in the open field, ignoring him. Looking at the westbound caravans that were being formed in full swing, Wang Hou couldn't help but smile.

Since the end of the Han Dynasty, China has been able to open its eyes to the world!

"Huh? Lord, why are there blood on these dozen boxes?"

However, suddenly, Wang Shuang, a 500-year-old man who was deceived by Wang Hou as the escort of the Western Regions Mission, shouted in surprise. As he pulled, the tarpaulin on more than a dozen tea boxes was pulled open, and a human-shaped blood stain could be seen faintly caught in his eyes.

"Uh..., it should be a mouse! Don't care about those details!"

Zi Liu stretched out his hand, and Wang Hou smiled and pulled the tarpa back.
Chapter completed!