"I want to train my troops!"

Yang Xuan said this after breakfast.

Cao Ying nodded.

Yi Niang nodded.

The old thief nodded.

Just Wang Laoer was in a daze.

"I still remember the scene when Vasie's army pressed on the border." Cao Ying said bitterly: "They took advantage of the large number of people and acted unscrupulously. They withdrew their troops this time, but what about next time?"

"One's own destiny should be in one's own hands." The old thief said something quite philosophical but unreasonable.

Yang Xuan went to the foot of the mountain later.

"Array up!"

Two thousand five hundred people lined up, and the soldiers looked a little depressed.

"Yesterday, the Vasie army pressed on the border. There were more than 10,000 troops. Our army was 2,500. I could only watch the Vasie people show off their power under the city. How good is this feeling?"

Yang Xuan stood in front of the array and roared: "If the Waxie troops trampled those crops yesterday, whose shame would it be? It would be the shame of our generation of warriors!"

The array is silent.

But anger was written on every face.

The Taiping Army has been fighting continuously since it formed an army, and it has been a smooth journey. But yesterday, they were blocked in the city by the Waxie people, and they were so aggrieved that they wanted to vomit blood.

When Yang Xuan mentioned this matter at this moment, he was uncovering everyone's scars.

"what to do?"

"Sense of shame and then courage."

Yang Xuan said: "Some people will say that we have a small number of people, more than 2,500 to 10,000, and it is normal not to dare to fight. But what I want to ask is, who are you?"

Yang Xuan looked at these soldiers, "You are from the Tang Dynasty, from the Central Plains. When our ancestors used chopsticks, their ancestors were still drinking blood from their hair. What did our ancestors call them? Barbarians! Rongdi!"

"What are barbarians? What are Rong Di?"

"The tribes in the south are barbarians; the tribes in the east are barbarians; the tribes in the west are Rong; and the tribes in the north are Di."

"Those barbarians were jealous of the prosperous days of our Central Plains, so they came together to plunder. How did the Central Plains people respond to them at that time?"

"Knives and guns!"

"One person is the Wuhu!"

"Two thousand five against ten thousand, if the ancestors were here, they could beat the crap out of them!"

"But what are you waiting for?"

Someone raised their hand.

"explain!"

The sergeant said loudly: "Mingfu, you didn't give us permission to go to war yesterday, otherwise we would definitely beat the crap out of them!"

"right!"

"What does the Waxie tribe mean? We have even fought against the Northern Liao cavalry!"

"..."

The soldiers' faces turned red and they were furious.

Morale is up.

Yang Xuan waited for them to finish their roar and said, "There is no proof for what you say, so I will wait and see."

During the subsequent training, Yang Xuan asked people to increase the intensity.

"Hit me hard!"

Outside the array, some soldiers were beating with thin sticks.

"Don't move!"

Nan He was staring, "Even if you die, you have to die there! Even if you fall, you have to fall where you are! You can't retreat even one bit!"

"If you want to be a Wu Hu, you have to practice harder than others. Sweat more now and bleed less in battle!"

Yang Xuan stood on the side and said loudly.

Nan He took a few steps back and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, "Mr. Lang, your morale is good."

"It's not enough." Yang Xuan said: "The attack of Vashe this time is a wake-up call for me. The only one we can rely on is ourselves, and we can only be ourselves."

Nan He nodded, "Currently, people are cultivating everywhere in Taiping, and they are also building soldiers and armor in the fields. When the autumn harvest comes, and with the addition of military exploits, Lang Jun's evaluation this year will definitely be top-notch."

"The actions of the Waxie Division also let me know Beiliao's plan. They want to drive the three major divisions to attack Chenzhou and turn Chenzhou into a scorched earth without spending a single soldier."

Yang Xuan sneered, "He Lianchun was fascinated by money. He was originally planning to drive the Vaxie tribe to attack Taiping, but after receiving the Rejuvenation Pill, his appearance changed. It's good, it gave me time to train my troops. I just wait for the opportunity.

As soon as we arrive, we will clean up Hua Zhuo."

On the school field, the formations were as still as a mountain. The cavalry were practicing offensive formations and shooting arrows on horseback.

Yang Xuan quietly returned to the county house.

"How is Qianji?"

Cao Ying smiled and said: "Today I look like nothing has happened, which shows how thick-skinned he is."

"If you're an official, why should you be an official if you don't have a thick skin?" Yang Xuan's words involved him.

"I've seen the Ming Dynasty."

Say Qianji, and Qianji will arrive.

Yang Xuan said a few words to him, and then went to inspect the smelting workshop.

The workshop can now produce iron very quickly, and can produce both pig iron and wrought iron, but it only requires a few hands to forge it.

"I will arrange it later."

There are many people in the city who have nothing to do.

The adults came to work with nothing to do, and the treatment was good. It was just a job. Don't even think about leaving in the future.

"At least until the rebellion is successful, they cannot go out." Yang Xuan whispered to the old thief.

"Don't worry, Sir." The old thief smiled evilly.

…

The county school is completed.

Dozens of craftsmen stood on the side, watching the foreman talking to the most learned man in the city.

The foreman is a good man, but he still bows slightly and has a respectful attitude.

"Li Langjun, please take a look."

Li Wenmin stood in front of the gate with his hands behind his hands and asked, "Has everything been cleaned?"

"Yes." The foreman respected Li Wenmin, but actually he respected his knowledge.

There was a smile on Li Wenmin's thin face, "Thank you for your hard work this time. I looked at it. Although there are some mistakes, there are no big mistakes. Well done."

"Thank you very much, Li Langjun, for the compliment." The foreman smiled with a smile on his face.

Several middle-aged men came, and one of them said with a smile: "Assistant Professor Li, are you preparing to teach?"

The foreman turned around and saw several other scholars in Taiping City...exiled prisoners, and he hurriedly saluted.

There is no way, what he admires most is scholars.

Li Wenmin, who had smiled kindly just now, said coldly: "Why, do you want to compete with me? Write a poem or argue the meaning of the scriptures? I let you come up with the topic. How dare you?"

Several men were furious, but they looked at each other, but no one dared to speak out.

Li Wenmin said calmly: "You have failed miserably in your previous arguments, but you still dare to talk about knowledge in front of me? Go back and read for another few decades, and then call yourself a scholar."

These words are so harsh that it makes people feel ashamed. Anyone with a temper should take action.

But several middle-aged men only turned red in the face. One of them pointed at Li Wenmin and shouted: "You have such a bad temper, how can the Ming government tolerate you? Teach, I think you will end up in prison. Let's look at each of them.

Good luck, let’s go!”

Li Wenmin said sarcastically: "If the Ming Dynasty refuses to accept it, I would rather go to jail than work for this kind of people. If a man dies, his ears will die, so why should he bend his knees!"

The craftsmen under the foreman were not good at it. Fights were common and he didn't care at all. But at this moment, he felt timid. He didn't salute until those few people left, "That's it, I'll take my leave."

Li Wenmin smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

After these people left, Li Wenmin closed the door and went to look for Yang Xuan.

…

Yang Xuan was still here in Guzhong, watching the craftsmen forging weapons.
To be continued...