Chapter 1235 Heavenly Dew

Among them, the former is fine, the meat mountain is piled up in the army, and outsiders can't see it.

But the food produced by Tianlu was directly delivered to the homes of many mountain people.

Of course, this food is not corn, but sweet potatoes.

This sweet potato is not originally a product of the land of Shenzhou, but many years ago, a Taoist traveled to the bad land outside Shenzhou and discovered this magical crop in the bad land.

This crop only needs to be planted in the soil, and it will spread out in a short time, and it doesn't need too much care.

It's just that this thing is more suitable for planting in places with hot climates. If the climate is suitable, the yield per mu can reach 800 kilograms, but it has high requirements for soil fertility and is easy to turn good fields into wastelands.

The climate in Lianshan is not suitable. If it is carefully taken care of, the yield per mu is about 500 kilograms, otherwise, one mu of land can only yield 200 kilograms.

In this situation, people in this era think that it is caused by the incompatibility of the earth's qi.

In fact, this is a simple climate problem, plus the pH of the land is not suitable.

In this case, the sweet potatoes that grow out are as thin as tree roots.

They are not tasty, have no nutrition, and are difficult to grow.

However, he used Taoism and chemistry to refine a low-quality fertilizer, which made up for some of the defects.

As for farming, even if the climate is a little bad, as long as the fertilizer is sufficient, it can still produce high yields.

As for sweet potatoes, after variety improvement in the real world, plus high-quality fertilizers, the yield per mu can reach 8,000 kilograms. If it is in a laboratory environment, it can even exceed 10,000 kilograms, which is a full 50 times the yield difference compared to the lower limit.

Of course, today's seeds have not been improved, and the fertilizers made in this era are also inferior fertilizers. Fortunately, this piece of mountain land was burned for the first time, and the land itself is very fertile, which made the yield per mu reach 3,000 kilograms.

If this yield is placed in modern times, it is undoubtedly a poor harvest, causing the growers to lose money.

But in this era, with an output of 3,000 kilograms, if Zhao Cheng had not just started, his subordinates would have thought about putting on a dragon robe and carrying Zhao Cheng to the dragon throne.

If this is not destiny, then what else is destiny? !

During the autumn harvest, the whole army harvested grain together. No matter whether they were new soldiers or old soldiers, they all carried baskets of sweet potatoes into the warehouse with red eyes.

And this is not the end. After the autumn harvest, the Yingtian Army distributed winter supplements to all new soldiers, 300 kilograms of sweet potatoes per person, to feed the new soldiers' families through the winter.

The winter in the mountains is very cruel. Although there is no exploitation by the government in the mountains, there are limited fertile fields in the mountains. Every winter, there are always many people who freeze to death or starve to death.

When the new soldiers dragged the food back to the village with red eyes, talking about the military affairs again was undoubtedly full of persuasiveness.

Words can be empty, but food is real.

Moreover, the sweet potatoes that the new soldiers dragged back were not the inferior food that the village had grown, which were thin and looked like tree roots, but were full and plump.

If this was all fake, what else could be real in this world? !

All of a sudden, no one could doubt the fact that General Yingtian was destined to be the emperor.

After this matter was thoroughly fermented, a more shocking news came out, that is, as long as the village was willing to believe in Huangtian, it would be able to obtain the heavenly dew granted by Huangtian.

As for believing in Huangtian, General Yingtian would not interfere in the affairs of the village, but would only appoint people in the village to become Huangtian angels to be responsible for the distribution of heavenly dew.

Once this news came out, if someone opposed it, it would undoubtedly be a real "retrograde act".

After all, for the mountain people, it doesn't really matter who they believe in, not to mention that the Huangtian angels are not outsiders, and not only do they not need to pay taxes, but they will also bring the divine dew.

For the mountain people, food is life!

Whoever prevents them from getting more food is going to kill them!

They didn't know that what Zhao Cheng wanted was not their food, but their spirit.

As far as the spirit is concerned, as long as the rule is recognized, the spirit will come in large numbers, but there are differences in the amount.

Feng Shi naturally didn't know this. He only knew that General Yingtian had a destiny, just like the protagonist of the stories that the Taoist told him when he was a child.

A few hours later, Feng Shi and his group were finally brought into the military camp.

The military camp on the mountainside was neat and spacious. The wooden houses were separated by a wide distance and were very neat. Between the houses, even in broad daylight, the fire in the basin was burning red, and people could feel an invisible momentum at a glance.

It can be said that the gap between the elite and the scattered soldiers was revealed in an instant.

As for Feng Shi, he thought of some things that the old Taoist said when he was young. According to what the old Taoist taught him, such an environment is to nourish the qi and the fire evil qi of the army.

People have qi, so they can live, and the army has qi, so they can be invincible!

The scene in front of him gave Feng Shi more confidence at once.

Because they had just reported, they just let the new recruits rest.

Until the next morning, when it was slightly bright, there was a burst of rapid gong sounds, waking everyone up, and a new day began!

At night, Feng Shi had imagined various training situations for the next day, but the reality was completely different from what he thought.

After lining up, they did not train directly, but entered a very spacious wooden house under the leadership of the old soldier.

In the wooden house, several braziers not only illuminated the house, but also dispelled the severe cold.

After that, everyone ate the hot sweet potatoes and drank enough hot water, and then began to take classes.

The person who was in class was not dressed as a soldier, but rather like a scholar. He first glanced around and then said: "I am a Taoist official in the army. The so-called Taoist official is a person who preaches and solves doubts."

"I have a few questions for you."

"The first question is, who do you think can lead us to victory in this world?!"

As soon as these words came out, the already quiet air became even quieter.

After a few breaths, Feng Shi was the first to speak, his eyes were somewhat fanatical: "Only the general, General Yingtian!"

"Yes, only General Yingtian!"

"Do you know what happened to our Yingtian Army before?!"

"The predecessor of the Yingtian Army was the Huangtian Army..."

"In the crisis, General Yingtian was in a desperate situation with only fifty remnants around him, but one day later, he killed the enemy's general and reversed the situation. Later, he gathered the remnants in a short time..."

The Taoist official told everything.

"So, please answer me again, who can lead us to victory?!"

This time, the twenty recruits in the wooden house shouted at the same time: "General Yingtian!"

"Very good, now let's start the second question, what are we fighting for..."