At this time, the land of Jiangnan.

Old Wu is working as an old farmer, and he and his wife are farming while the other is weaving.

The two people were there, loving each other with boundless love.

You wipe my sweat and I rub your shoulders. It's really a hard and happy life.

Wife and children are on the hot bed, it’s really a traditional happy life.

Work hard and reap the rewards.

Finally got a little sweetness.

Then his legs kicked off, and finally his life ended.

Look at your dad again.

It turned out that he was a talented scholar.

There he was, reciting poems and composing poems.

Still doing better than Lao Wu.

At least no hard work is required.

But you can still become a scholar.

However, the scholarly public in Jiangnan is still very valuable.

After all, the literacy rate is high, so it is not easy to fight out.

At least I can form associations, take over lawsuits, open a private school, and if I don't be lazy, I can have enough food and clothing.

I can work in some camps, and I can also go to a remote place to become a high-ranking official.

And his mother was at home, reading novels about talented men and beautiful women.

Wen Rensheng stared at them for a while.

I found that they had a really good time.

Some people say, what is so good about ancient history?

Of course it's nothing easy.

However, when I usually get tired of eating big meals, I naturally think about some refreshing days.

It's hard work, but it's a real relief.

Old Wu and his father both lived like this.

It's just that something seems to be wrong.

Wen Rensheng saw something was wrong in advance.

It was originally said to be a storyless kingdom.

As a result, the little life the two were living soon turned into an accident...

Because the soldiers from the north are coming, villagers from the north have already come here.

"Oh no, the Great Wall was broken and the barbarians from the north were let in!"

"It's the Yankees. Someone colluded with the barbarians and came together to fight!"

"It won't work here either."

"Where are you going to hide?"

"I heard that it has arrived at the mouth of Beitani, and it will come down to us in a few months!"

Everyone was wailing and fleeing.

The news brought by the fleeing people immediately broke the peaceful scenery of the small Jiangnan town.

Lao Wu was buying 20 grams of rice wine on the street, cutting half a catty of pork head meat, and picking up two pairs of large intestines, and was about to go home and tidy up the meat.

As a result, I just heard this, not to mention how depressed I am.

"Damn it, I'll listen to some music, drink some wine, and eat some side dishes. I'll feel comfortable here."

"Good boy, do this for me."

Apparently he thought it was Wenren Shengzheng.

What a pity.

Wen Rensheng was eating hot pot just now, how could he have the time to achieve such a result?

At this time, Ouyang Ling and Wen Rende also ran over in a hurry.

Originally, there was no intersection between these people.

Never.

At this time, I couldn't care less.

Wen Rende said: "What's going on? Didn't that guy talk about the Storyless Kingdom?"

"It hasn't been 20 years since we came here, why is there another story?"

"This is not a story, it is an accident." Old Wu said depressedly.

The wine and meat in my hand no longer taste good.

"Go home quickly. I don't see my wife as much as you do. Don't scare her."

Then the three of them walked to Lao Wu's house together.

It was a small courtyard at the base of the city wall.

Remote, but also clean.

The only good thing about the small town in Jiangnan these days is that it is much cleaner.

After all, there are few people and it is surrounded by rivers, so garbage can go directly into the river.

Otherwise, that would be the fate of Europe in the Middle Ages.

The three of them talked as they walked.

"Are we going to flee?"

"Isn't it funny that we two big mutants have to flee?" Wen Rende said bitterly.

He was also holding a book, and he was reciting poetry with some of his teachers and friends just now, and he was enjoying himself.

After coming here for more than ten years, he also learned real ancient poetry.

Actually it's not that difficult.

It's still easier than doing math problems.

After all, if you do a math problem wrong, you are wrong. This poem has high and low points.

It can be listened to by people if it is made like Xue Datou.

"No, I must resist. I don't want to see blood flowing into a river." Old Wu said directly.

"Then you take the lead. I'm a soft-hearted person and can't bear to see blood." Wen Rende shook his head.

As he said that, the three of them soon arrived home.

Lao Wu comforted his wife and discussed with Wen Rende in the yard what to do.

The two also know some ancient training methods.

"For soldiers, morale is more important than training. Generally, training every five days is good."

"We must pay attention to various flags and use flags and music to direct advance and retreat."

"Anyway, it is in the hands of the reserve team. Once an order is issued, wait until the team leaves and is under your control."

"It's basically impossible to take it back. We can only rely on grassroots officers to control it."

"Then there is the supervising team, they must be ruthless and can behead their heads."

Old Wu said.

Wen Rende heard this: "Is this still leisure? Isn't this looking for trouble?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I remember that we must first have money and food to boost morale."

"Secondly, the types of troops to be acquired are quite complex. There are shield soldiers, spear soldiers, and long-range soldiers. You must not be passively beaten. If you are passively beaten, it will collapse easily."

"Whoever has more long-range projectile weapons will take advantage."

"Even the Manchu Qing Dynasty focused on heavy armored infantry shooting to destroy the opponent. Later, they also focused on artillery to break the solid infantry formation."

"At the end of the day, we have to make firearms."

"Weapons cannot be made in a short period of time. It is better to make a wooden shield and get a soldier first to maintain order in the city."

"But first you have to have prestige. Where does your prestige come from?"
To be continued...