Chapter 1250 I Will Not Return Until I Take Wucheng

In Qingzhou, Huang Tiandao was playing with a sweet potato in his hand. The sweet potato was very big. At a glance, you can tell that it was carefully cultivated in the best fertile land.

In this era, sweet potatoes have long been popular, but apart from the sweet potatoes that are specially provided to the nobles, poor families mostly plant sweet potatoes in wasteland instead of fertile land. The reason is simple. Sweet potatoes are difficult to sell at a high price and are not as good as other grains.

More importantly, if sweet potatoes are planted frequently in the field, the land will be consumed too much, which will affect the yield of other grains.

Moreover, even if they are planted in fertile fields, if you don’t spend a lot of energy to take care of them, it is difficult for them to grow huge. Most of them are thin and long, and the taste is dry and tasteless. Only the lower class will eat this thing to fill their stomachs when they have no other choice.

Therefore, a discerning person, seeing this size, can directly come to the conclusion that this sweet potato is not easy to grow, and it is not just a matter of how much effort it takes to get such a result.

But Huang Tiandao, as a resident golden immortal, can see the big picture from the small details. He knows that this thing is not the result of intensive cultivation, but is born by the strong soil fertility.

Others only think that the dew from heaven in Lianshan Mountain is just something fabricated in the name of ghosts and gods to win people's hearts and pretend to be gods.

The sweet potatoes distributed to the mountain people are just the best products planted by Zhao Cheng after he spent a lot of effort and intensive cultivation.

If you don't care about the yield, it is not difficult to achieve this effect with only a few plants planted on a large piece of land and let people take care of it carefully. After all, the land after the first burning is the so-called fertile land.

It's just that the mountains are short of water sources. In the sunny weather, it even needs to be irrigated every day, which is too laborious.

Indeed, Lianshan Mountain is a barren land. No matter which force it is, it has not built an intelligence system in Lianshan Mountain in advance.

Because, before Zhao Cheng, I'm afraid no one would have thought that someone would develop a base in the bitter cold land of the mountains.

This is not twice the result for half the effort, but even if you spend dozens of times the effort, you may not be able to get half the result.

However, now that so much time has passed, the news in Lianshan and some things have been passed to some people with intentions.

For example, Cao Zheng in Qingzhou, Huang Tiandao, the Wu family, Feng family, and Chen family in the South Wilderness.

With the strength of these people, whether it is organizing a caravan to Lianshan or bribing people in the caravan, even some caravans already have their people.

Using merchants as spies has existed since ancient times, and anyone with ambition will not ignore the construction of an intelligence system.

Even many merchants sell multiple products at the same time and provide various information to multiple people at the same time.

From summer to winter, in a few months, many caravans have come to Lianshan. The number of caravans has not decreased due to the war, and is even slightly more than in previous years.

However, this temporary intelligence system is not only slow in transmitting intelligence, but also many things are more like seeing than hearing. Merchants can inquire about the intelligence in the village, but they cannot enter the military camp and see what is inside.

Even the various rumors in the mountain village are extremely deceptive.

What about the ancestors' dreams, ten people coming out of the temple, books hidden in the belly of the beast, foxes' tricks, two emperors' words... Every rumor rarely mentions the specific situation of the military camp. Some only say that General Yingtian is destined to be the emperor, and there is very little talk about the inside of the military camp.

And those parts that spread outside are also the same as the rumors above, and the main point is that he is a god descending to the world, not a mortal.

In this case, the various forces naturally have a misjudgment of Zhao Cheng's impression, and more of him is a person who is good at deceiving people and has some means.

As for the food problem, it is nothing more than that before the autumn harvest, the troops are dispersed and hunted in all directions. After the autumn harvest, the training is reduced and only enough food is given to the soldiers to survive. It is not difficult to survive this winter.

However, this will inevitably make the army tired, and the subsequent combat effectiveness will be reduced a lot.

As for the meat mountain and the sea of ​​grain, if these rulers also believe in this thing, wouldn’t they be no different from fooling the people.

From ancient times to the present, these strange things about ghosts and gods have long been played by the predecessors.

Only the mountain people are isolated from the world, so they are easier to fool.

Only Huang Tiandao knows the value of understanding Huang Tian’s re-creation, and has seen some truth from the rumors early on.

Today’s sweet potatoes are even more so.

In fact, Zhao Cheng had sent people to send things to Huang Tiandao some time ago, but he didn’t send sweet potatoes.

Seeing the sweet potato now, Huang Tiandao also laughed. He was testing Zhao Cheng and wanted to see if he could really entrust his foundation, while Zhao Cheng was also testing himself to see if he had the courage to gamble.

At this moment, in addition to the sweet potato in his hand, there was also a silk book on it.

Huang Tiandao did not look at the silk book directly, but handed it to the person next to him and said, "Mr. Li, this is Lian Shanzhong's reply. What do you think of it?"

Mr. Li heard the words and took out the silk book, spread it out, and there were only a few big words on it: I will not return until I take Wucheng.

This reply letter was almost delivered to Huang Tiandao at the same time as the sweet potato, but the channel was different.

When Mr. Li saw this, he immediately became angry: "This boy is holding his own troops, he must have a rebellious heart and violated the order of the superior. According to the law, it is not wrong to be beheaded!"

This Mr. Li, named Li Tonghai, is in his forties. In his early years, he was just a poor teacher. Because of his poor family background, he could not achieve anything. But after joining the Huang Tian Army, he repeatedly offered ingenious strategies, and even almost let the Huang Tian Army take over the capital of the gods.

It was only because the capital of the gods was really solid that the court was able to breathe and call on heroes from all directions to serve the king. It was also that battle that made the Huang Tian Dao go from prosperity to decline, and now it is shrinking in a small Qingzhou.

"Mr. Li, what I want to hear is the truth."

Huang Tian Dao heard this, but it was rare to show a few smiles.

"My lord, what I said is the truth."

Mr. Li said seriously.

It turned out that some time ago, the news from Lianshan came out. At that time, the generals of the Huang Tian Army suggested that heroes like Zhao Cheng should be recalled quickly and trained in the army. It would be a waste to leave such talents in Lianshan.

This is a high-sounding statement. Anyone with a little bit of insight can see that it seems to be a promotion, but in fact it is a seizure of power.

In this world, all official positions are nothing more than four situations: high position with great power, high position with little power, low position with great power, and low position with little power.