Three Kingdoms

Although Wu Yi was deprived of many rights after his surrender, and even most of his bodyguards were detained, leaving only two or three people with him, the personal harm to Wu Yi was not much. He had two meals a day, morning and evening. The food may not be very good, but it can be very bad. Anyway, he is just like an ordinary soldier. He didn't deliberately make things difficult for him, and he didn't take special care of him.

Many times, you will often meet a kind of person who thinks that he knows everything and can understand everything. Then he will habitually define everything, make a conclusion, and then snort disdainfully. He raised his head to the sky and pointed his nostrils at others to show his arrogance, as if if he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to show his intelligence and make others admire him.

Wu Yi originally thought that he knew everything and could see everything clearly. However, when he became the prisoner of Wei Yan and Huang Cheng and returned to Langzhong with more than 20 mountain elites, Wu Yi suddenly realized that in this world, There are many things that he has never seen before. Apart from Sichuan and Shu, there are many places in this world that he has never known...

At the beginning, Wu Yi thought that General Zhengxi was nothing special. He was just a young man with some luck who took advantage of the chaos in Guanzhong to occupy Hanzhong in Guanzhong. As for fighting the Xianbei Qiang people in the north, so on. , when I think about it, it’s not a big deal. At that time, Wu Yi himself also fought the rebellion in Sichuan and Shu, and also wiped out the barbarians south of Jianning. Aren’t they just barbarians? He didn’t boast about it. What about General Zhengxi? What's worth bragging about?

Wu Yi also felt that the reason why he was defeated and captured was not a problem with his strategy, but because the soldiers of Wei Yan and Huang Cheng were too strong and their strength was too different. It was not a crime of war. So he tried his best and surrendered. It’s not too embarrassing. Just like in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when countries were at war, it was not common for scholar-officials to die for their country...

However, after following for a few days, Wu Yi slowly began to notice some problems.

The first thing is to eat.

The soldiers of General Zhengxi basically have a very special kind of dry food with them. This kind of dry food is completely different from the black flour pancakes carried by ordinary Sichuan and Shu soldiers...

Wu Yi also ate black-faced pancakes, which were dry food for soldiers in Sichuan and Sichuan. The black-faced pancakes were usually as hard as stones, shaped like stones, and smelled only a little bit of wheat. If not, It was carefully thrown on the battlefield, and after stepping on it a few times, it was difficult to find it again. If you want to eat this kind of black flour pancake, you have to bake it over fire, but even if it softens, it still feels like eating sand and will hurt your throat.

However, these dry foods from General Zhengxi are completely different. Not only do they have the aroma of wheat, but they also have salt! It’s even mixed with grease! This kind of Zhengxi dry food is best boiled and eaten dry, which is very convenient.

At first, Wu Yi thought that such dry food was because of his special status. However, when he saw other Zhengxi soldiers eating the same thing, he suddenly realized that the food he thought was excellent was actually just the equipment of Zhengxi soldiers. …

There are also scouts.

Along the way, Wu Yi noticed that the Zhengxi soldiers seemed to be in contact with the outside world, but the problem was that Wu Yi couldn't see who they were contacting. A stone? An unkempt grass? Or maybe there are some special marks that have been agreed upon but Wu Yi doesn’t know yet?

These soldiers must be the most elite soldiers under Zhengxi.

Wu Yi came to a conclusion, and only this conclusion made him feel slightly better. However, when Wu Yi actually arrived in Langzhong, he saw a group of Xiliang men outside the city, wearing heavy armor from head to toe, and then swung their weapons When Ax was training, he still couldn't help but take a long breath...

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Xu Huang felt that there seemed to be a gaze staring at him, staring at him. He couldn't help turning his head, saw Wu Yi, and looked at the soldiers of the mountain camp beside Wu Yi, and couldn't help but suck the teeth. .

Damn it, it’s someone else’s work again!

"What are you doing! Haven't you eaten any breakfast?" Xu Huang turned his head and shouted, "Slash three hundred times! Start!"

Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, train the people in front of you first, and you will still have meritorious deeds!

"Raise the ax high! Lift the hell higher!"

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Xu Huang suggested setting up a group of soldiers with heavy armor and heavy axes specifically to break formations and attack fortresses. Fei Qian thought about it and agreed. After all, the use of heavy ax soldiers is more flexible than that of Mo Dao Shou. They can be used in military formations or scattered as assault troops. Compared with Mo Dao Shou who must form an array, they are more adaptable to the battlefield.

Of course, Xu Huang also needs to know how to use an ax to train, at least how to exert force, how to borrow force, how to adjust breathing, etc. These things cannot be achieved by simply slashing randomly.

On the other hand, heavy ax soldiers only need to clip steel axes, and do not need forged steel like Mo Dao. In comparison, the cost has dropped a lot. At the same time, the training of heavy ax soldiers is also simpler. They only have three axes anyway. If it doesn't work, just continue with the three axes...

Perhaps this is also some of the reasons why Mo Dao finally withdrew from the battlefield?

Specifically, the results should be visible soon...

But the focus today is not Xu Huang's heavy ax soldiers, but Wu Yi who was escorted here.

General Fei Qian of Zhengxi stroked the soft beard on his chin, then called the guards and gave a few gentle instructions...

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Wu Yi ate the preserved pork. Although it was not rich, it was not bad. As a defeated general, Wu Yi did not make any special requests. After taking a bath, he sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and silently pondered over the idea of ​​meeting General Fei Qian tomorrow, until late at night, before lying down to sleep.

It was just getting light the next day when Wu Yi woke up. He turned over and sat up. After washing, he typed silently for a long time again before meeting Huang Xu...

"What?" Wu Yi's eyes widened.

Huang Xu said indifferently: "My master has no time today, so he ordered me to take the young man around to show his hospitality..."

Okay, Bai prepared all night.

Wu Yi had no choice but to raise his hands and said: "In this case, General Lao Huang will be here..."

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After leaving Langzhong City, we headed north for about two miles.

Wu Yi stood outside the market, almost unable to believe his eyes.

Is this still Langzhong?

Such a lively and noisy scene may not even be seen in the markets of Chengdu. Perhaps it can only be compared with the east and west cities of Luoyang...

The crudely built canopy could not slow down the enthusiasm among the merchants at all, and they kept coming and going.

The two tents nearby seem to be selling silk and satin. Various samples of silk and satin are hung high on the tent. The silk and satin that are either gilded, inlaid or drawn exudes a unique and alluring brilliance in the sunlight. It seems to attract everyone's attention...

But, that's all it seems.

Since the Qin Dynasty, the silk industry in Sichuan and Shu has gradually occupied the dominant market. Although Wu Yi is not a native of Sichuan and Shu, he has been in Sichuan and Shu for many years, so he naturally knows that there are silk samples in this simple tent. Sichuan and Sichuan almost cover all levels of silk, from the most common yellow and black cocoon silk to the most expensive gold-embroidered silk, all of them are available...

Due to the development of the region, silk from Jiangsu and Zhejiang in later generations had no trace at all until the Han Dynasty. The important producing area of ​​Chinese silk was Sichuan and Shu.

Perhaps ancient people were not able to separate the molecular formula of silk in the laboratory like later generations, but this did not hinder the ancient people's appreciation and demand for good things.

Silk, even in later generations, is still a very high-end clothing material. Not only is it comfortable to wear, it can also absorb and release moisture, dissipate heat and keep warm, and can absorb sound and vacuum. It also prevents ultraviolet rays from damaging human skin. The amino acids in silk can even strengthen skin cells on the body surface. Vitality, promotes the metabolism of skin cells, and has a good auxiliary therapeutic effect on certain skin diseases...

However, now, these precious silks, which were once regarded as treasures by various families in Sichuan and Sichuan, and were always handled with care for fear of being damaged in the slightest, are hung up in such a simple way, in an extremely simple tent. Shown inside...

In such an exquisite silk canopy, there were only twos and threes of people casually asking about prices, with their sleeves folded in one place and clasping their fingers together, as if there was a normal business going on.

The business was booming, but it was a tent not far in front of Wu Yi.

Wu Yi swallowed his saliva.

Outside the shed, it was almost crowded. If it weren't for the soldiers guarding the tent outside, the tent might have collapsed. Wu Yi took a casual look and recognized several people with Sichuan surnames among them, and the noisy voices became louder and louder.

"A set of three hundred gun heads, a total of ten sets. If you want one, you can make an offer!"

"I belong to the Peng family. I want three groups for 700,000 yuan!"

"The Li family in Sichuan wants five groups! 1.3 million yuan!"

"..."

There was another wave of chaotic sounds.

Wu Yi swallowed again, feeling that his throat was extremely thirsty. He quickly calculated in his mind and said with some embarrassment, "This, this... General Huang, I don't know what the material of this gun head is..."

Huang Xu glanced sideways at Wu Yi, then asked someone to squeeze into the tent, took out one, and threw it to Wu Yi.

In Sichuan and Sichuan during the Han Dynasty, Panzhihua had not yet been discovered and exploited on a large scale. That area belonged to the barbarians and was called Yiyi. Therefore, Sichuan and Shu have more copper but less iron.

Wu Yi tipped the gun tip very skillfully, licked it again, and his expression changed: "Such a gun tip only costs more than 800 yuan?"

For a farmer who turns his back to the sky and faces the loess every day, eight hundred yuan may be an amount that he cannot accumulate in his lifetime, but for a wealthy family, it may be just the price of an ordinary piece of clothing.

Nowadays, there are conflicts in various places and the value of money has further depreciated. Although Sichuan and Shu have not experienced an economic collapse like other regions, they have been affected to some extent. The prices of weapons and commodities have also continued to rise. Sometimes they are even priced but not available. Eight hundred dollars is simply a waste of money. It is equivalent to the 60 to 30% discount on the current market price in Sichuan and Sichuan. It is so cheap that Wu Yi can't believe it.

Huang Xu glanced at it and said nothing, or he felt that this question was not worth answering. However, the arrival of Huang Xu, Wu Yi and others attracted the attention of the representatives of large households who were competing for the quota of gun heads. Many of them actually Recognizing Wu Yi, many people stopped and turned to greet Huang Xu and Wu Yi's luggage. Their eyes were quite strange, and Wu Yi could not distinguish the emotions in them for a while.

Huang Xu waved his hand casually, but Wu Yi was a little embarrassed, but he also returned the gesture.

"That's Wu Zhonglang..."

"Haha...I didn't expect that..."

The small voices of discussion gradually disappeared as they moved forward. Wu Yi looked back and seemed to see some people casting meaningful glances. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart and his face turned a little blue...

No, I hope it’s not what I thought, no, it definitely won’t be!

Wu Yi encouraged himself in his heart.

Walking and walking, after walking far away, the noisy sound of buying and selling in the market gradually became quieter. Wu Yi's expression couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if he was in a dream.

On the left side of the front, near Langshui, is a construction site. It seems that tile-roofed houses are being built. Some are installing beams, and some are building walls. The big craftsmen and small helpers are busy busy.

"This is the newly built Langzhong Market. After it is completed, the market just now will be moved here..." Huang Xu pointed with his hand and said.

"Ah..." Wu Yi was a little disappointed and confused.

Huang Xu did not continue to communicate with Wu Yi. After waiting for a while, he moved forward again.

Turning around the mountain road, there is a bamboo bridge across the Langshui River. Looking at the color of the bamboo on the bamboo bridge, you know that the bamboo bridge has just been built. On both sides of the bamboo bridge, there are straw sheds. They were guarded by guards. After seeing the token presented by Huang Xu, they retreated and gave way to the road.

The group of people wandered across the bamboo bridge and passed the mountain col, and suddenly it became clear. Under the cliff slope, a piece of newly reclaimed land appeared in front of them. Some farmers bent down from time to time to pick up the stones that had been plowed. After throwing it outside the field, some other farmers were pounding and tamping the soil of the small half of the canal, while the other half of the canal has been covered with a layer of stone slabs. It can basically be said to be completed...

On the other side is a military camp. There are soldiers patrolling the camp. High on the cliff, there are also some civilian soldiers who seem to be building sentry towers and nailing fences.

Wu Yi saw all this and naturally saw some middle-aged people standing or sitting in front of a row of wooden houses under the military stronghold, or simply going out to the fields. These people seemed to be from Sichuan. Some old tricks from the big family, full-time staff in farming and mulberry...

Almost all the famous surnames in Sichuan!

Because outside those wooden houses, flags representing those big names were hung.

Wu Yi opened his mouth and swallowed hard for a long time. The words he originally planned to talk to General Zhengxi in his mind became worthless inadvertently, just like the gravel being plowed out of the field, abandoned. In the distance. Wu Yi even heard the subtle cracking sound in his heart. It turned out that what I thought and thought were all wrong...

Huang Xu stood aside quietly, watching Wu Yi open his mouth, then lower his head, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. After waiting for a moment, he quietly started to walk back with Wu Yi.

Wu Yi lost the energy he had when he came out. He lowered his head all the way, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he arrived at the temporary residence, Huang Cheng took a step forward indifferently, raised his head and said to Wu Yi: "Wu Zhonglang, I have finished reading today...General Zhengxi has something to say, and I ordered you to convey it..."

Wu Yi quickly bowed and cupped his hands: "Yi is all ears and listening."

Huang Xu nodded, and then said: "General Zhengxi said, 'The Master said, if the people can do it, let them do it; if they don't do it, let them know it.' If Wu Zhonglang understands something, it will be convenient for the Langzhong government office to see you tomorrow at Mao hour!"