Early morning, Zhongtu, small town. An ancient town thousands of miles away from western Hunan. Its atmosphere is not as tense as that in western Hunan and southern Xinjiang. Except for the fact that young adults in the town and eight villages around ten miles away have been recruited within the past two years.
There is nothing in life other than joining the army or doing corvee service.
What a big change.
The biggest difference from the past is that the town has opened a martial arts hall, which is actually a local militia. This kind of non-governmental organization organized by the local court has many names in the world, such as Tunjun Station, Xiangyong, militia, and martial arts.
Hall and the like.
These institutions all have a royal background, and they can receive military pay every month, and they also include three meals a day. When they are not busy, they run circles around the town every day, and then use wooden weapons to practice fighting and archery.
When I was busy, I helped the old, weak, women and children from all over the surrounding countryside to harvest grain.
If you have enough money to cover three meals a day, it won't interfere with farm work at home, and you can keep fit by the way, this kind of good thing will naturally not be rejected by the villagers.
At the beginning, the local martial arts hall only admitted men over the age of 16. Later, the age gradually dropped, and a year ago it was men over the age of 13.
In the past two months, all the men in the martial arts hall have left. I heard that they were recruited to fight on the front line by Zhao Shiqu, the general manager of the march in Jiannan Road.
Without the men, the rural militia groups in various places did not close down. Women between the ages of 16 and 36 began to be admitted to martial arts halls one after another. They learned the same things as the men.
The imperial court was already preparing for a long-term war. According to the experience of past catastrophes, no matter how many strong men there were in the world, they were not enough to be killed by the army of heaven. In the later period, almost all of them formed a large number of women's soldiers and child soldiers.
Now the world has begun to form the first women's army.
In the breakfast shop at the entrance of the town, Grandma Wang's tofu pudding is an ancestral craft. In the past, her younger son and daughter-in-law helped to make tofu pudding every day. They lived a good life as a child, and they were better than the other sons who dug in the soil to eat.
Much richer.
It hasn't worked in the past two years, and she is the only one working hard with an old man and a granddaughter with two huge pigtails.
Hua Wuyou ordered two bowls of bean curd. The green scallions sprinkled on top were crystal clear and beautiful, which greatly increased appetite. No, the heartless and dumb girl had already devoured a large bowl, and then
Staring at the half-eaten tofu pudding in front of Hua Wuyou with big eyes, Hua Wuyou felt that this little girl might snatch it from her, so she asked the store to try again.
Bring two bowls.
A little girl of seven or eight years old, wearing green linen clothes, carefully placed two bowls of tofu pudding on the table.
Hua Wuyou said: "Little girl, how old are you? Why do you have to go out to do business so early in the morning? At your age, you should still be sleeping in."
Despite her young age, this little girl has a good eye for beautiful men and can already tell the difference between beauty and ugliness.
She seemed to have never seen such a beautiful man, her face was flushed, and she said: "My father is gone, and my mother is running around in circles. I am the only one who can help grandma work."
Hua Wuyou was a little confused and said, "Running in circles?"
Granny Wang came over and said with a smile: "Sir, don't listen to the little girl's nonsense. Her mother is in the martial arts hall. Look, they are almost here."
Hua Wuyou looked up and saw a group of loose women holding their stomachs and supporting each other running along the path outside the ancient town under the rising morning glow.
Hua Wuyou's expression suddenly changed slightly, and she murmured: "Lady's Army." Granny Wang smiled and said: "Old lady, I don't understand these things. What the officials say is what we ordinary people do. The world has been in chaos these past few years.
, I heard that wars are going on everywhere. The old woman has four sons, six grandsons, and five granddaughters. Except for the eldest son who went to Xiangxi to do corvee service because he was fifty years old, the other three sons were all drafted into military service.
No, a while ago all the men in the martial arts hall in the town left, and the officials allowed women to enter the martial arts hall to exercise. You said that fighting and killing enemies is for men.
What does this matter have to do with these women? It's hard to do business now, and the officials are in charge of the food and pay. If you don't go, it won't be in vain. It's just the old woman's daughters-in-law and grandchildren who are suffering." Hua.
Wuyou's expression was indifferent and he said: "Sometimes, women can also burst out with heroic spirit that is no weaker than men. Don't you have a women's pass in the world? During the catastrophe, six million women's troops were in that small pass.
, relying on simple fortifications, they blocked the attack of the heavenly army for seventy-three days. The pass changed hands nineteen times in those seventy-three days, but every time the women's army would seize it back at all costs. After the war, Li Tielan
Name that pass your mother
Ziguan should have become a fortress of Xiongguan now. There is also Wumingguan in the north of Shushan Mountain. It was also defended by a group of women as the main force." Granny Wang didn't know what this beautiful young man was talking about. Madam
She has heard of Guan. Isn't it one of the four great passes in the world, which is as famous as Yumen Pass, Iron Gate Pass and Shanhaiguan Pass? Her eldest son joined the army when he was young and was still at Niangzi Pass.
He defeated the nomads outside the Great Wall who came to fight the autumn wind in Middle-earth. He killed three enemies and was awarded three levels of merit.
While they were talking, the group of women had already run not far outside the stall. The little girl waved her little hands and shouted for her mother. Not only her, but there seemed to be many children around, either calling her sister or mother. The scene was very tense.
It's lively.
The bean curd was delicious, but Hua Wuyou had lost his appetite. He did not expect that the human world was so well prepared this time. It seemed that even if the heavenly army broke through the Yingzui Cliff, it would be difficult to drive straight in. These helpless chickens
Women with such strength will look like their formations are loose, but if they practice for another three to five months, or a year and a half, they will have combat effectiveness. A frontal charge will definitely not be able to stop the heavenly army, but these women rely on their strength.
Defending the pass with advantage of the terrain will be lethal to the heavenly army.
In a small town, women from all over the country gathered together, numbering as many as two to three hundred.
How many towns like this are there in the world?
Hua Wuyou couldn't imagine it.
The mute girl had eaten three bowls of beancurd in a row without wiping her mouth. There were still a few slices of chopped green onion on her mouth, which looked very funny.
Seeing that Hua Wuyou was thinking absentmindedly, she secretly waved and called the little girl. She didn't make a sound, she just pointed at the empty bowl in front of her and gestured to the little girl for two more bowls.
Granny Wang and the little girl continued to be busy, but the magic sound mirror in Hua Wuyou's sleeve glowed with a big light, waking him up from his meditation.
He took out the magic sound mirror, and the fog inside the mirror dissipated, revealing a man wearing silver armor.
The man said: "Your Majesty."
Hua Wuyou said: "Last night, the giant army Ayanqi tribe was attacked by foreign tribes in southern Xinjiang. What is the result now?"
The man in silver armor looked a little ugly and said: "Returning to your Majesty, we just arrived at the battlefield... there are no survivors."
Hua Wuyou said: "Oh, then let's proceed according to the original plan and open the passage between the Gate of Time and Space and Wushan. Our base camp will be set up in Wushan in the future." The man said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, I will wait for you.
We just arrived at the battlefield, but the Ayanqi tribe has no... no survivors."
