"At the beginning of the beginning, the disadvantages of a single army are obvious."

Ying Yi had his own thoughts: "The spearmen have almost no defense against long-range killing methods. But if they can wear iron armor and wear eight-petal helmets, it will be much better. Unfortunately, I have to wait for more than ten days to equip them with long spears, and the armor is even more beautiful. Once I go to the battlefield, I can only fight for my life."

"Time, resources...hey..."

He thought for a long time.

"I have two million taels of silver. If I can use this batch of silver to practical use, I may not be able to equip the army in a short period of time, but there is no place to spend the money."

He thought about this and felt a lot of thoughts.

"It would be great if I could get online with a big businessman."

This thought flashed away.

The day just passed like this.

After the night dinner, Ying Yi organized a competition for the entire army, which he had just thought of.

Military training is to train to the death, and it is extremely depressing to soldiers. In just ten days and half a month, the army has already seemed silent. Although training is to train soldiers into machines, it is not good to go too far, and it is easy to cause disgust and rebound emotions, so it needs to be relieved.

Ying Yi thought about it and organized the competition.

What are singing and dancing? This is not a few hundred years later. Instead, it is more realistic to compete in martial arts.

Based on the organization of hundreds of households, each of them is surrounded by fire, and those who are willing to compete will come on the court. Those who win will record a record and will be given priority when they are promoted in the future. Once this benefit is proposed, it will be enthusiastic support from the soldiers.

Zhu Bingkun made a guest appearance in the record, there was no way. There were only a few people in this army who could read.

Ying Yi thought that when he had time, he would organize the entire army to learn literacy. It was always not very good to be illiterate. In addition, he had sent someone to send a message to the scholar, recruiting some literate people in Crescent Valley, and sending them to serve as clerks to manage military law logistics and other matters.

There were cheers, laughter and uproar, igniting Xiao Wangzhuang. Ying Yi walked slowly between the fires, and the soldiers' competitions were so hard that they could not see him, but he was relieved to see the soldiers' emotions being released.

"You can fix it in the future and conduct a big competition every once in a while." Ying Yi said to Zhou Li beside him: "One to see if the soldiers under his command have grown, and secondly, to relieve the suppression of emotions and enhance the feelings between soldiers."

Zhou Li only understood half a sentence, but he blindly trusted Ying Yi and said, "My wise."

Ying Yi laughed: "Can there be any arrangements for the external whistle to be detected?"

Zhou Li said: "Don't worry, sir, you will never neglect your duties if you respond to the light and dark whistle."

"That's good." Ying Yi said: "At any time, the army cannot relax its vigilance, and this must be kept in mind. Many powerful figures from ancient times have been defeated by negligence and must be learned from it."

Zhou Li nodded silently.

As they spoke, the two walked all the way to the sweet potato field.

In the night, the sweet potato field looked pitch black. More than ten days have passed. Due to drought, the sweet potatoes are not growing vigorously, but are wilted. But they have begun to provide dishes for the soldiers.

Cut 100 kilograms of vine leaves every day and stir-fry them in a large pot. Although the taste is not very good, it is already very good.

Looking at the deep night, Ying Yi sighed: "It's been a long time since the drought, and I don't know when it will rain. If it doesn't rain again, even if the thieves defeated and the people moved out, they would not be able to farm."

Zhou Li is also heavy. He was a civilian, and had a deep understanding of farming. He said: "Sir, there will be big locusts after a severe drought. If...hey..."

Ying Yi was silent.

Droughts are often accompanied by locust plagues, which is almost inevitable. From the beginning of autumn last year to now, it has not rained for half a year, the land has dried up and cracked, and crops are difficult to grow. If there is another locust plague, it will be an unimaginable blow to the people.

"The sun is rare in recent days." Ying Yi didn't know whether to comfort himself or Zhou Li: "Maybe it's going to rain."

Zhou Li shook his head: "In recent years, it was either a severe drought or a severe flood. After the severe drought, the flood came again before the people were happy. Sir, it might rain, but I was afraid that it would keep going."

Ying Yi couldn't speak immediately.

As a visitor hundreds of years later, most of his understanding of the climate of this era is in books and vague memories. Although it has been more than half a year since he came to this era, except for the current drought, there are not many others.

But he knew how the sufferings of this era, natural disasters and man-made disasters caused Zhu Xia Lu to sink.

Droughts, floods, locust plagues, war plagues, and rages, and people suffer in a row, and the country is wailing.

After a long time, Ying Yi sighed: "People cannot be suffocated to death, there is always a way out." He uplifted: "Thousands and tens of thousands of years ago, the environment our ancestors faced was probably even more severe than this time, but they all persevered and overcome all obstacles to build such a large living space for us descendants. If we can't persevere, what kind of face will we have to meet our ancestors in the future?"

He said: "No matter whether it is drought or flood, we are not unable to resist it. Water conservancy construction is a way to resist it. How many big rivers are there near Ye County?"

Zhou Li was stunned and said, "I know there is a sand river in the north of Ye County, and there is this river..." He pointed to the dry stream outside the village: "It should be a tributary of Wu River. However, Wu River goes to Wuyang. In addition, there is a river, the Kowloon River, which originates from the northern foot of Fangcheng Mountain, also flows through Ye County. Our area is mostly located between Shahe and Kowloon River."

"Shahe, Huaihe..." Ying Yi nodded slightly: "How much water is the two rivers?"

"I definitely won't do it." Zhou Li said: "I haven't done it in these years."

"That's good." Ying Yi's eyes lit up: "You said, if you can use these two rivers to dig some canals and waterways, will this kind of land problem be solved?"

Zhou Li was stunned and said carefully after a moment: "Sir, this is not a trivial matter."

Ying Yi nodded: "I know it's not a trivial matter. Just plan ahead and plan it before you can achieve it."

His eyes were faint, and he looked at the night sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I'll go back to the mountains in a few days."

Suddenly Ying Yi said: "I don't know if you have any clues about the Tengjia that the scholar mentioned earlier. Then you and Zhu Bingkun are watching happily, remember to be careful."

Be cautious. I don’t know how many times Ying Yi has reminded this sentence. But no matter how many times Ying Yi doesn’t think it’s too much. The enemy is right under his nose. The enemy is strong and I am weak. If you don’t even be cautious, what else can you think about?

Zhou Li clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, sir."
Chapter completed!