I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Everyone in the city stared with wide eyes.

Zhang Dongyun on the top of the wall seemed unaware of this: "Let's get started."

Everyone had no choice but to start plowing the fields honestly.

The members of the Hanshan faction did not slack off, they pondered for themselves while observing those soldiers of the Tang army who could do farm work.

"Tianyu, leave this place to us. You go out of the mountain to take care of the refugees." Uncle Zhao ordered to go back to Tianyu.

"This senior acted so absurdly, maybe it was to test us." He looked up at the top of the city and whispered.

"Don't worry, we will earnestly follow that senior's instructions. Regardless of whether it can be done or not, I will always do my best. Even if there is no harvest in the end, I believe that senior will not blame us for his omissions."

Uncle Zhao smiled: "Ten thousand steps back, if he is really so absurd, I think the legendary Chang'an City Lord will come out to stop and put things right."

The group of descendants of the Tang army also had doubts in their hearts.

It's just that at this moment people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

They all secretly endured and worked honestly.

But in his heart, he only thought that the old man in black was entertaining them.

The other party was so absurd that they couldn't help secretly hoping that one day the Eastern Tang army would be able to save them from the sea of ​​suffering.

Hui Tianyu's single eye flickered slightly: "With that senior's previous courage, of course it wouldn't be like this, on the contrary..."

He glanced at the top of Shangfang City: "I don't think seniors will aim indiscriminately. There may be other deep meanings in such an arrangement."

Uncle Zhao nodded: "Well, I will be optimistic about other people, obey orders honestly, and wait and see what happens, but you should be more careful on this trip, you may run into Du Kun's army."

He lowered his voice again: "When you go out this time, besides doing errands for Chang'an City, remember to go back to the sect's mountain gate and hand over the Dark Night Shocking Sword to the head and the others. This is the most important thing. Remember, Remember."

"I understand, Master, please rest assured."

The one-eyed young man bid farewell to his classmates, then bowed to Zhang Dongyun on the top of the wall, then left and went out of the mountain again.

Zhang Dongyun watched the other party disappear, and looked at the farmland below again.

Of course Hui Tianyu and the others were worried about the barrenness of the fields.

But at the moment of farming, City Master Zhang Dacheng didn't plan to farm normally.

Otherwise, when there is a harvest, when will it be?

Zhang Dongyun's method, in the final analysis, is just five words:

Vigorously miracle.

In fact, if you really want to say it, the current people outside the city are plowing the fields, which can be regarded as a miracle from another angle.

Farm cattle are limited.

However, warriors who have reached the level of elite soldiers in the second realm are already stronger than bulls.

Zhang Dongyun supervised them to plow the field as soon as possible and either sow seeds or transplant rice seedlings.

After that, everyone in the field was helpless.

They could only slander in their hearts that the old man in black on the top of the wall was disrespectful and only messed around.

But at the next moment, everyone from the Hanshan faction and a group of soldiers from the Tang army froze in place.

In the field, the soil trembled slightly.

Not long after, some seedlings broke through the ground.

Looking at the verdant seedlings, everyone subconsciously rubbed their eyes.

But it later proved that they were not dazzled.

Everyone was stunned, and the seedlings in the field grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this rate, I am afraid that within a few days, there will be a bumper harvest.

Everything in front of me completely violates everyone's inherent cognition.

Some disciples of the Hanshan School subconsciously wanted to get closer to verify whether all this was true.

That Elder Zhao was startled, came back to his senses, and quickly grabbed his disciple.

On the other side, when the Tang army surrendered, some people couldn't help walking along the ridges of the field to the field and reached out to touch the seedlings.

As soon as I touched it,

He withdrew his hand suddenly like an electric shock.

"Really, it's true..."

The man's eyes were lost, and only the word "really" was muttering to himself, repeating it back and forth.

Everyone came back to their senses from the sluggish state, each of them was surprised and uncertain.

Then the second person, the third person... people couldn't help but go to the field to check.

But in the end, they all showed incredible expressions.

No one from the Hanshan faction went down to the ground, but faced with this situation, they all felt incredible.

"The grain seeds and seedlings are planted by our own hands. That senior, shouldn't he have the opportunity to cheat?"

A young disciple sneaked a glance at the old man in black at the top of the city.

"Keep your voice down, what are you talking about? Let that senior hear us, we'll all have to go around!" A fellow student beside him scolded.

The other person had a face full of disbelief: "Then what's going on?"

"Could it be that this land, which is so fertile beyond our imagination and rich in aura, is a spiritual field?" Someone speculated.

The person next to him whispered: "When we were plowing the field just now, I didn't feel it..."

The person who spoke earlier looked even more admiring: "Then what you said, could it be the handwriting of this senior? This is simply a fairy trick!"

This is more amazing than moving mountains to make fields.

The disciples talked a lot, Elder Zhao didn't say a word, but he also had a lot of guesses in his mind. He just felt that Chang'an City and its people were becoming more and more unfathomable.

My group had previously suspected that the old man in black was really a frog at the bottom of the well, and I didn't know how big the world outside the well could be.

He quietly looked towards the top of the city.

But he saw the old man in black looking down at them below the city with a smile that was not a smile.

Elder Zhao was terrified, subconsciously knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and pleaded guilty to Zhang Dongyun on the top of the wall.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Hanshan sect around him were also terrified, and knelt down to plead guilty just like their own masters and uncles.

Many of those Tang soldiers who suffered strokes were not warriors, but farmers before joining the army.

They didn't think too much about it, and when they saw this almost miraculous scene, they threw themselves to the ground, treating Zhang Dongyun on the top of the city as a god.

Looking at the thriving seedlings in the fields below the city, Zhang Dongyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, at a short distance outside the city, I can still exert influence.

He is actually using a huge amount of spiritual energy to water and nurture the fields below.

The aura is so strong that it is stronger than the chemical fertilizer of Blue Star in the previous life, and it directly forcibly changes the laws of nature.

The aura required for this is of course an astronomical figure.

And because of being outside the city, most of the spiritual energy was actually dissipated and wasted.

Compared with the total amount of actual output, the aura that worked in the field was pitifully small.

In terms of efficiency, it is extremely inefficient.

But if the total amount is infinite, to some extent, it doesn't matter whether it is waste or not.

City Lord Zhang has nothing else to do now, this aura can definitely be wasted.

As long as the crops themselves can withstand and will not be destroyed, Zhang Dongyun will supply them to the greatest extent.

So, within a few days, the field was already golden.

Harvest time has come...

"I'll leave it to you." Zhang Dongyun turned into an old man in black and ordered casually.

The members of the Hanshan faction who had already been convinced and admired him so much and those soldiers of the Tang army immediately went to the field to harvest and then threshed.

In addition to the grain fields, there are also all kinds of fruits and vegetables in the vegetable fields and orchards, all of which ushered in a bumper harvest.

Even the cubs of captive livestock and poultry are growing rapidly, gradually approaching the standard for slaughter.

Zhang Dongyun watched all this from the top of the city, and nodded slightly.

The reason why refugees are refugees is because they cannot survive in their hometown.

They had just arrived in Chang'an, they were poor and white, and they couldn't solve the problem of eating.

Now City Lord Zhang is doing his best to perform a miracle. With food, he can settle those refugees.

He has no intention of raising rice worm waste, and the current wave is just a rescue, plus laying the foundation.

After the person settles down, he should be self-reliant, and even support him, the city lord, in turn.

If there are idiots who promote Mi En and Mi Qiu, there will naturally be corresponding people to teach them what is the iron fist dictatorship in the fantasy world.

Reading novels in Blue Star in his previous life, Zhang Dongyun sometimes couldn't help thinking that in this kind of world of cultivating immortals and fantasy, if it doesn't become a slavery society, it can be regarded as quite civilized.

"Now, let's see when Tianyu brings me back."

Zhang Dongyun said to himself: "It is more likely that Du Kun's army came first?"

He was thinking about it when suddenly his heart moved slightly.

In the distant mountains and forests, there seemed to be voices.

The next moment, several people rushed out of the forest, panicked and rushed towards Chang'an City.