Mystery Makes Me Strong

on a coastal plain.

A group of people are digging ditches in full swing.

They want to transform a dry land into irrigated land.

The former is only worth three or five taels of silver, but the latter can be worth more than 30 taels, which shows the difference in output between the two.

"Let's work hard, everyone. After the water is dry, everyone will take turns watering it." An old man smoking a pipe stood aside, cheering for the big guy.

"Old Uncle Dong, you should come down and help." A young man booed.

"I have old arms and legs, and I can't do it anymore. I could only wait to die. Fortunately, the agricultural aid will provide me with food. My eyes are still working. I'm watching you." The old man said angrily.

The next moment, without waiting for everyone to chat and laugh, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, and then said nervously: "It's not good, there are Western devils coming!"

The people digging the trench immediately packed up their tools and then hurriedly evacuated.

Half an hour later, a group of Western soldiers came here.

"There are traces of someone working here," said a corporal.

Before he could finish his sentence, gunshots rang out.

The head is blooming.

Everything is as simple as that.

"Lie down, search, and be alert!" the captain of the Westerners immediately shouted.

"Boom", the captain just finished shouting, and then died.

The others were lying on the ground in fear.

They are modern soldiers trained with leather whips and military sticks. The advantage is that they absolutely obey orders, but the disadvantage is that no one knows what to do after leaving the officer.

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you.

"Run?"

Someone whispered.

"The captain's orders were to destroy their ditches and reservoirs."

"But the captain is dead, how do we destroy it?"

"Use explosives?"

"But how to install it, only the captain understands."

"Let's go back."

Everyone talked a lot, and then the precious opportunity was lost.

A group of soldiers from the Agricultural Assistance Association surrounded them.

These men shot very accurately, all of them were well-armed, and they used new-style rifles.

Soon they raised their hands and surrendered.

After interrogation, they confessed everything honestly.

It turns out that Westerners also know about the Agricultural Assistance Association.

They don't know the above decision, they only know to let them destroy the canals and reservoirs.

"These damned fanboys are really uneasy and kind, they want to starve us to death!" Someone immediately yelled.

A leader, who looked like a scholar, thought for a while and said: "No, they don't want to starve us to death, but they want us to give up the thankless canal repair and ask the court for food, or even It's food grabbing."

"Mr. Xiucai, what do you mean by this?" Some people didn't understand.

"Do you understand driving tigers to eat wolves? Storytellers often say that when three families fight, the first family drives the second family to fight the third family." Mr. Xiucai patiently said.

"Got it. They're so bad!"

"Whoever says Fan is straightforward and careless, I will give him a big mouth."

"Here comes the question, Mr. Xiucai, should we continue to dig ditches and build reservoirs?"

"Let me ask my superiors for instructions."

The scholar is Huo Sanhan.

He learned Liu Jianjiao's dragon slaying technique and came here to copy the template.

Then he discovered that this place is actually very suitable for farming. There is a valley nearby, and mountain torrents break out every year. But as long as the valley is transformed into a reservoir, the mountain torrents will become a source of water that guarantees harvest during drought and flood.

However, no one organized it before, and the landlords didn't care. When there was a flood, it happened to take over the land cheaply and lend money...

Small farmers are powerless and ignorant.

The construction of water conservancy has always been able to leave a name in history.

However, the local officials of the imperial court could not raise money, so they could only look at the ocean and sigh.

And here he is.

He divided the land, established mutual aid associations, and rural protection teams. Everyone believed in him and brought their own dry food to build water conservancy.

Because after the construction is completed, the allocated dry land will become irrigated land, which is enough to offset their wages.

It was not possible in the past, and the dry land was also owned by the landlords, so how could they do it for nothing?

It is impossible for the government to issue labor on such a large scale, and the efficiency of key labor is extremely low. This kind of large-scale project will take more than ten years to complete, and the local officials have long been replaced.

Huo Sanhan quickly contacted Liu Jian by telegram.

"Westerners' measures are vicious. Your idea is good, but you ignore the external environment. We need to establish a solid base, and we can only build water conservancy in the base area." Liu Jian said.

"That's right, a piece of dynamite can destroy the reservoir without any damage, and it will take several months to repair it." Huo Sanhan sighed.

He made mistakes because of his inexperience.

In the past, the Westerners had an intentionally indulgent attitude towards them, the Mingguang Society, the Mingguang Army, and the Agricultural Assistance Association. As long as they did not come to fight, the Westerners would not enter their territory, and even threw the destroyed county to them.

This is obviously trying to support them to do trouble.

He thought that the Westerners wanted them to grow stronger before they clashed with the imperial court.

However, when he started to engage in water conservancy, the other party came to sabotage again.

He had just figured out that the other party did not allow them to be self-sufficient. In that case, it was possible to maintain a state of peace with the imperial court, and there would even be a market for surplus food supply.

The current strategy of the Westerners is to blockade to promote chaos.

This method is also commonly used by the court to deal with the grassland barbarians, and it is not a new tactic.

Thinking of this, he confessed his mistake to the big guys.

"What should I do? The big guy has worked hard for more than three months, and the water is about to hit, how can he stop?"

"Yeah, yeah, the Westerners aren't very strong, why don't we beat them here?"

"They just have some big fleets, but they can't climb up. We have guns and people, so what are we afraid of them doing?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and they were reluctant to part with the results that were about to appear.

Huo Sanhan looked at the crowd full of expectations, and he contacted Liu Jian again by telegram.

"If that's the case, then we have to fight the Westerners to show them our determination to protect the fruits of our labor." Liu Jian thought for a while.

He is also very angry, hard work, there are always people making trouble, don't want you to have a good life, just want you to do what they want.

He decided to let his opponent see his true strength.

All along, he has not fully liberated his xenomorph powers on the battlefield.

Anger, hatred, fear...

When unleashed on the human realm, they are destined to bring haunting nightmares to their enemies.

…………

A great battle broke out out of nowhere.

In the eyes of Westerners, they just destroyed a few reservoirs.

When you run out of food, go grab it and be refugees. That's what they block.

They subconsciously ignored the oriental obsession with land, especially land that can grow food.

Furthermore, they have also forgotten the true significance of water control to the Orientals.

It can be said that the feudal dynasty built on the basis of deceit, more than half of the real ruling jurisprudence falls on water control.

If a dynasty can't control the floods, if it can't quell the floods, then its days are coming to an end.

"These fools, how can building reservoirs be faster than digging wells? How can they be quicker to grab food?" the commander of the coalition army laughed.

"That's right, my servants are still smart, they never repair the reservoir." A colonial officer said.

"Since they want to fight, we will satisfy them and let them understand their mistake!" the chief of staff said harshly.

No one knew that a war surrounding the construction of the reservoir just broke out.

This is the collision of two modes of thinking.

At this moment, the Westerners who live by sea transportation and trade, and the Easterners who live by water control and farming, cannot understand each other at this moment.