In early summer, it started to rain in Feiniao City.
The rain was neither heavy nor light, and the sky was covered with a layer of gray mist, mixed with some fishy smell of the sea, making this rainy scene that looked like a Jiangnan water town seem a bit incongruous.
It was raining heavily, and the roads near Feiniao City seemed increasingly muddy. Under the gloomy sky, heavy fog filled the air, and the people on the ground seemed to have entered a murderous killing array.
In such bad weather, Li Qinzai certainly wouldn't do anything. He squatted under the awning outside the handsome tent, squinted at the rain that was getting heavier, and then sighed sadly.
"With this damn weather, I can't do anything. Barbecue, fishing, hunting...it's all useless." Li Qinzai murmured.
On the ground outside the handsome tent, there were sounds of killing, and Li Qinzai couldn't help but turn his head to look.
On a small training ground not far away, hundreds of people were lined up in a neat formation, each holding a double-edged sword about one foot long and weighing about twenty kilograms. Under the general's slogan,
Practice one move at a time.
Li Qinzai couldn't help but grin. This was the Mo Dao camp he had personally formed, and then ordered five hundred Mo Dao soldiers to be selected from the army. They were tall, tall and powerful.
After setting up the Modao Camp with his own hands, Li Qinzai understood why the veterans in the army gradually dismantled the Modao Camp after the emergence of firearms.
This thing is so damn blood-sucking.
Not to mention anything else, Li Qinzai spent a lot of effort just to make the five hundred Mo Dao. He summoned the blacksmiths in the army to hammer it day and night. The pig iron was beaten into fine iron, and the fine iron was quenched and hammered into refined forged steel. In short,
I don’t know how many procedures went through to create materials suitable for Mo Dao.
As for Mo Daoshou, it was even more of a waste of money and food.
Mo Dao Shou has to put in a lot of effort every day, and their food must be different from that of ordinary soldiers.
Li Qinzai was a generous commander, so each person had enough meat, flour, bread, and seafood soup every day, and had 500 swordsmen. The daily food expenses were basically equivalent to an army of 2,000 people.
In other words, the food intake of one Mo Daoshou is equivalent to four ordinary soldiers.
If this were within the Tang Dynasty, Li Qinzai really wouldn't be able to afford such a blood-sucking Mo Dao camp.
Fortunately, he was in the Japanese country. As we all know, the food of the Japanese country was undefended against the Tang Dynasty.
We have Mo Dao, we have all Mo Dao's hands, and there are still several middle and low-level generals in the army who have served in Modao camp.
So Modao Camp was built like this. Five hundred people were practicing every day. From the beginning, they couldn't even form a formation. After a few days of practice... they were still very rusty. The only progress was in formation.
I've barely mastered it, and now I'm starting to practice the moves.
Li Qinzai looked at the soldiers of Modao Camp not far away, his cheeks couldn't help but twitch slightly.
There is still a long way to go before they can form combat effectiveness and be able to achieve the powerful force of one man on the battlefield that cannot be defeated by ten thousand others.
In other words, Li Qinzai has to continue to pay the cost of materials, money and food to support the Modao camp of 500 people.
The commander-in-chief of an army has to worry not only about the morale of the troops and the outcome of the war strategy, but also about the logistics, food, and whether they can feed the soldiers. Once everyone is hungry, they will not be able to win any battle, and there is also the risk of mutiny.
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"It's so hard for me!" Li Qinzai murmured, and then sighed: "Eat grilled lamb chops, braised hen, and tuna sashimi to relieve the stress."
The pressure is too great, only food can relieve stress, and beauty can also be used, but Xiao Baga cannot touch it for the time being, because her father may be doing bad things. If he touches Xiao Baga, Li Qinzai will be embarrassed to kill her father...
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He who pulls up his pants and refuses to admit it is a scumbag. If he pulls up his pants and kills the father of the person next to him with his backhand, is he... a domineering CEO in a bloody drama?
Not far away, Modao Camp was still practicing despite the heavy rain. Zheng Sanlang's figure was vaguely visible. He was holding Modao in both hands and practicing each move seriously. His skills became more and more steady, and his face was covered with sweat and rain.
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Li Qinzai nodded happily. This product was worthy of the food that fed him every day. He turned around and went to rob the Japanese granary, and asked Zheng Sanlang to follow them. He must know that the food was not easy to come by, and everyone worked hard for it.
reason.
Carrying food is also very hard.
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The frequency of coming in and out of the camp belonging to Baiqisi has increased much more than before.
As the war approaches, a lot of military information and intelligence are becoming more and more abundant. They must be sent to Li Qinzai as soon as possible for him, the military commander, to make decisions.
Today, there is a lot of intelligence from Baiqisi, and the most eye-catching one is the Japanese alliance army marching from the north.
Li Qinzai stared at this information for a long time, then put it on the table and murmured: "More than 20,000 people are rushing in the heavy rain, and they are not afraid of the cold or cold. This group of people can't wait to drive us out of the Japanese island."
ah……"
A spy from Baiqisi reported: "Li Shuai, the leader of the Japanese country has also made some unusual moves."
"explain."
"Last night, the king was still awake. He walked out of the palace alone and went to the garden on the northwest side of the palace. He stayed there for half an hour and then returned to the palace alone."
"Also, there has been a change in the people who buy grain and rice in the palace. Among the people who go out to buy rice, there is a stranger mixed in. After investigation, he is the royal cook of the king."
"Li Shuai ordered the garrison and Baiqisi not to alert the enemy. We did not intercept and question the imperial cook who had sneaked out of the palace. We let him out of the palace. After the imperial chef left the palace, he blended into the crowd on the street and disappeared. Baiqisi searched for it for a long time.
, I still haven’t seen him, it’s a villain who has neglected his duty, please Li Shuai to punish him.”
Li Qinzai smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. If you lose me, you will lose me. He is just a small role delivering news. The important thing is that we have determined that the Japanese country is mainly responsible for causing trouble. This is enough."
The spy added: "Does Commander Li need Baiqisi and the garrison in the city to set up an ambush? The Shangguan of Baiqisi stationed in Japan analyzed that the leader of Japan is likely to have colluded with the northern alliance army, or in other words, that alliance
The army is basically a secret move that the leader of the Japanese country has planned a long time ago."
Li Qinzai smiled and said: "I have divided most of my troops to sweep the north and south of the Japanese country. For the country's leader, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. There are only 3,000 Tang troops left in Asuka City, but the alliance army has more than 20,000.
The Lord probably thinks he can do it."
Then Li Qinzai's face straightened and he said in a deep voice: "Send an order to the garrison to release the defense in the northern part of Feiniao City and let the alliance army come in. If they run fast, I will even give up the main camp to them."
The spy clasped his fists in salute, turned around and left.
Li Qinzai sat alone in the commander's tent, staring at the map of the entire Japanese island in front of him, and fell into deep thought.
"There are more than 20,000 people, to kill or not to kill?" Li Qinzai scratched his head in confusion.
Although killing people was fun, he had another purpose in landing in Japan this time, which was to recruit at least 40,000 Japanese cannon fodder.
More than 20,000 people, plus the 20,000 people who were imprisoned outside Asuka Castle and surrendered to the Japanese king, were basically enough.
It would be a pity to kill him, but it would be really troublesome not to kill him and not relieve his anger.
After a long time, Li Qinzai finally made a decision.
"It's better not to kill them. If some of these cannon fodder can survive the Peninsula War, it would be good to take them back to Datang and work as laborers for my village. Well, I decided happily."