Chapter 72 The Angry and Rebellious Old Father (3) (1/2)

Lin Shiheng's rebellion was caused by the government forcing the people to rebel.

Therefore, he has always positioned himself very accurately: an old peasant who was forced to rebel.

Because he was forced to rebel, he generally did not take the initiative to attack, but waited for the government to attack, and then defeated these many soldiers with a small number of people.

Because he was an old peasant, even if he rebelled, he would send people to cultivate the land.

Fortunately, most of his subordinates were ordinary people before, and each of them was a good farmer. In addition, after conquering a city, they now have land and cattle, and they grow grain, vegetables and silver. This immediately made a group of people whose main job was to farm more determined to follow Lin Shiheng.

Under Lin Shiheng's tireless brainwashing, no, under the declaration, these people who were changed from ordinary people to soldiers under his command all insisted on one concept: It is not us who want to rebel, but your court forces us to rebel.

As long as you don't beat us poor people, we will definitely not beat you.

We rebelled in order to have enough food, so now that we have occupied a city, we will not expand outward, but plant crops and vegetables with peace of mind, and stay at home as if this is a paradise without disputes.

Not only do they think so themselves, but they will also spread this to the outside world under the leadership of Lin Shiheng.

Gradually, many people who were forced to survive in this chaotic world also knew that there was such a good place. As long as they sincerely surrendered, they would be protected and accepted. Although they could not eat and drink for free, as long as they worked, they would definitely be able to support themselves.

Word of mouth attracted more and more disaster victims who wanted to survive, and Lin Shiheng also took them in one by one. Although he would select strong men to join the army for daily training, their main job was farming.

The other three rebel groups that had originally paid attention to the sudden emergence of a civilian rebel organization gradually relaxed.

Compared with this colleague who was devoted to farming even when he rebelled, of course, those colleagues who rebelled just to ascend the throne and expand their territory all the time were much more threatening.

The three rebel groups, which had previously relaxed their vigilance because of the small number of people under this rising star, now did not take them seriously. Of course, it was still a force after all, and the three parties sent people to send letters to express their intention to recruit them.

As expected, none of the rebels in Zhoucheng agreed.

This was also expected by the three parties.

It is obvious that it is better to be the master of one's own house than to rely on others, not to mention that the imperial court still has its power. The three parties are confronting each other, expanding on the one hand and raising the banner of clearing the court on the other. No one knows who will be the winner in the end.

At this time, if you stand on the right side, you will rise straight up, but if you stand on the wrong side, your life will be over.

It is better to live your life behind closed doors. Although it looks a bit wretched, as long as the new lord ascends the throne, the rebels who have never been opponents of the new lord and still have a lot of people under them will definitely be recruited.

The results of the three counselors' research are similar. After determining that the rebels who occupied Zhoucheng just wanted to wait for the new lord to appear and then surrender, they immediately reported to the lord. Don't worry about Zhoucheng's colleagues who are few and unenterprising. We don't need to care about them at all. We can finish them off with just a casual fight. It is better to be vigilant against those colleagues who have strong troops and horses and like to expand their territory everywhere.

It is precisely because the new lord has not been determined, the three rebels are all equally strong, and they have to fight each other while fighting the court. In addition, Zhoucheng, a poor little weak and helpless, sent a letter to the three parties, saying that although we can't rely on any of you now, if you want to fight or do something and need to pass by us, Zhoucheng will do its best to cooperate.

As soon as the letter was received, the news that the lord of Zhoucheng was a coward also made the three parties completely relaxed.

But think about it, it is said that the leader was born as a peasant, and he has always been kind and righteous. He rebelled because the villagers killed the officials and came to him for help. He usually does not take the initiative to attack, and only orders the war when the officials come to his door. What is there to fear about such a person who is pushed by others and takes one step at a time.

Zhoucheng was temporarily excluded from the list of candidates for the world. The three rebels began to fight each other again, and occasionally fought the court to seize territory. It was so happy.

And Zhoucheng, who was devoted to farming, seemed to be really at ease to live in this paradise. At the beginning, there were officials who thought Zhoucheng was a soft persimmon and sent soldiers to squeeze him, but they were killed in the end. Half of them died and half of them became prisoners.

It was an accident, it must be an accident!

The court, which did not believe in evil, sent more soldiers this time.

Most of them were left as prisoners this time. According to the information revealed inside, those prisoners were forced to farm and lived a miserable life every day.

Didn’t they say that Zhoucheng was full of people who couldn’t fight?

The imperial court sent troops for the third time, and after leaving most of the people as prisoners again, they gave up Zhoucheng, a tough nut to crack.

After all, Zhoucheng is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and the people are hiding inside and not coming out. What can they do? Since this group of rebels did not intend to go out and cause trouble, but stayed quietly, it would be better to leave some troops to deal with those rebels who really have wolfish ambitions.

The imperial court ignored Zhoucheng, and the three forces looked down on such a difficult and unpalatable bone, so Zhoucheng survived.

But Zhoucheng gradually encountered some troubles.

It was because of the reputation of the benevolent and righteousness of the lord of Zhoucheng. It was said that he was a soft-hearted person. He lived well in the village at the beginning. When the bandits came down the mountain, he noticed it. He could have escaped by himself, but he went to other villages to report the news regardless of his life and death.

At that time, he could not have faced the bandits, but because there was no good place to hide near those villages, the villagers knelt down and begged him, and he really couldn't stand the begging, so he gave the villagers advice and stayed to face the bandits head-on.

Later, there were corrupt officials who coveted the property seized from the bandit's nest, and he also handed over his part of the property in a good temper. Later, if there was no dispute between someone in the village and the official, and the two sides had a fight and killed someone, such a good-tempered person would not choose to rebel.

Even the rebellion was a group of people kneeling on the ground begging him.

This foolish benevolence can make other forces feel at ease and vigilant about him, and will also make some refugees nearby who can't survive think of surrendering to him.

Ever since Lin Shiheng proclaimed himself as the city lord, Zhoucheng's daily routine has been like this.

"City lord, there are 300 refugees surrendering."

"City lord, another 500 people have come."

"City lord, these more than 100 refugees..."

Every time at this time, Lin Shiheng would wear his simple coat and put on a serious benevolent face.

"Collect."

"Collect."

"Collect all!"

He is like a greedy snake, seemingly nesting in the city peacefully, but he eats one person after another, and never thinks of stopping.

For other forces, these refugees who are so hungry that they can't even walk are completely useless. First of all, these people have been hungry for so long, they are all skin and bones, and can't even lift weapons. What's the point of taking them in? It's a waste!

Secondly, there are not only men among the refugees, but also children and the elderly who can't help but eat, and women who can't be taken into the military camp.

Where to settle these people is a problem, where to get food for them is also a problem, if they are accepted and set a precedent, how to deal with more and more refugees coming is also a problem.

But who can blame Lin Shiheng for being a kind city lord!

He accepts one if one comes, and he accepts a pair if two come. In short, he accepts all who come!

Such a situation made those forces sneer.

After all, he was born in a farming family, and he didn't know that once a precedent was set, there would be no reason to block it.

Once the news that Zhoucheng accepted refugees spread, more and more refugees who couldn't fight would come. At that time, how could such a small city like Zhoucheng accommodate them, and how to feed them?

Without enough food and no place to live, who knows if these hungry refugees will form a group to cause trouble.

After Mo Chenke learned about this, he returned to the camp and said a few words to his subordinates with sarcasm, and then told the general's daughter Murong Xiao about this as if it was a new joke.

Murong Xiao was a beautiful woman at the age of a flower, but because she had practiced martial arts since she was a child and led the army in person after the chaos in the world, her eyebrows were a little sharper.

Although she was a woman, her ability to lead troops was definitely not inferior to that of men, and she was even much better than most people. She could always see new insights when looking at the situation.

Murong Xiao's father had regretted more than once that if Murong Xiao was a man, he would never look for a new master to join when he rebelled against the court, but would establish himself as king.

She was more casual, thinking that as long as she had the ability, she could still have a good future by following the new master, so why should she fight against all the rebels.

After all, given their situation at that time, if they established themselves as kings, they would definitely become the target of public criticism.

Because the Third Prince was the matchmaker, she and Mo Chenke were already engaged, and they were only waiting for her to turn twenty before they could get married.

Murong Xiao had a good feeling about Mo Chenke before. Although he was an illegitimate child, he had a talent for leading troops, and he had no other power except the favor of his father, the Third Prince. When the two sides got married, her Murong family would be Mo Chenke's only support. The more brutal his other brothers were, the more Mo Chenke would be tied to the Murong family.

In terms of appearance, he was handsome. In terms of temper, he was always easy to talk to her. Although he was a little rude to those brothers, it was understandable. In terms of talent, although he didn't like reading very much, he had a talent for marching and fighting, and he often won nine out of ten battles. Compared with the old emperor who was half buried in the ground, Mo Chenke was indeed a good husband.

But today, when listening to Mo Chenke's slightly contemptuous mention of Zhoucheng's acceptance of all comers, Murong Xiao frowned imperceptibly.

She said: "If Zhoucheng continues to take in refugees like this, based on the current number of refugees, I'm afraid the number will soon increase dramatically."

Mo Chenke didn't take her words seriously, but waved his hand with contempt and said: "Zhoucheng is small, and the people in the city never go out to fight. There is no rice grain income. No matter how many refugees are taken in, there is no place to settle them, and they can't provide food. The best outcome is to close the door and stop taking refugees. If we assume the worst, there will be a few battles."

Murong Xiao was still uneasy. She said a few more words, but Mo Chenke said that she was thinking too much, and her words were quite sensitive as a woman.

This was also a step on Murong Xiao's minefield.

She was smart since she was a child, but she was always restricted because of her daughter. From childhood to adulthood, apart from what her father said, what she couldn't stand the most was someone saying "It's a pity that she is a woman" and "After all, she is a woman, and she is different from a man".

Although she had a good impression of Mo Chenke before, this sentence made her lose interest in talking to this fiancé.

Trying to hide her displeasure, she said goodbye and returned to her tent.

That night, she brought up the matter with her father.

General Murong had fought for many years, so he would not be as arrogant as Mo Chenke, and he was a little worried.

After all, the story of how the lord of Zhoucheng led some rural villagers to set up formations in the canyon to capture the bandits had long been reported online. The person who could come up with such an idea did not seem to be the type who would blindly take in refugees.

On the second day, he expressed his concerns to the Third Prince, saying that if Zhoucheng recruited people like this, in time, there might be a lot more people under his command.

However, the Third Prince did not take the matter to heart.

"General Murong is worrying too much. Zhoucheng has always been hiding in its own city. The spies I sent reported that although Zhoucheng has soldiers and generals, they only practice for a few hours every day. Most of the rest of the time, they are like farmers, farming and raising poultry every day. In this situation, even if they have tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people, they are not a threat at all."

General Murong wanted to say more, but the Third Prince didn't want to waste time and energy on this small Zhoucheng. He stopped talking and began to express that he wanted to continue to expand forward and hoped that this general could lead the troops to fight.

It's not that he didn't arrange General Murong to fight this and that before, but only today, after he raised his concerns but the lord didn't take it seriously and only wanted him to fight everywhere, General Murong felt unhappy in his heart.

I have been assisting you conscientiously, and my heart and eyes are full of thoughts for you, but you only treat me as a tool for conquering everywhere, and don't consider my ideas at all.

They are called in-laws, but everyone knows that the marriage is just for the soldiers under his command. They fight this or that every day. If they die on the battlefield, their daughter and his men will definitely be directly handed over to others.

But no matter how unhappy he is, General Murong will kneel on one knee with his fists clasped, saying, "My lord, tell me who we will fight this time. I will definitely beat the other party to tears."

After the two sides exchanged their battle plans, General Murong's face darkened as soon as he returned to his tent.

"Go and call the young lady over, and tell her that I have something to discuss with her."

The strategy and force displayed by the Lord of Zhoucheng when he just rebelled put a lot of pressure on this ever-victorious general. If the Third Prince still ignores Zhoucheng and thinks it is not something to be feared, he feels that he needs to consider the way out for himself and his daughter.

Lin Shiheng, who is far away in Zhoucheng, does not know that General Murong has a rebellious heart towards the Third Prince, but is still maintaining his good person image and accepting refugees.

After accepting the refugees, he would not do things that would make other camps wary. Instead, he would keep these refugees who could not even walk in tents, distribute food for free every day, and send doctors to see them.

Not long after, the food in the city was declared to be in a state of emergency.

City Lord Lin was extremely worried. He even reduced his favorite walk on the street after meals to half an hour, and he was worried and sighed from time to time.

The people who had stayed in Zhoucheng for a long time knew that the city lord liked to take a walk after dinner. This time period was also the time when everyone gathered around the city lord, and most of them showed love by sending vegetables, flowers, and love.

He was not afraid of assassination. After all, not to mention that Zhoucheng was not within the attack range of other forces, there was no benefit in assassinating Lin Shiheng.

He was the city lord, but all the affairs in the city were handled by Lin Laoer. Training soldiers was done by Lin Laosan. As for dealing with some appointed officials in the city, that was Lin Laosi's job.

Zhoucheng can still function without Lin Shiheng. Killing Lin Shiheng would not benefit any forces. After all, everyone knows that he is indecisive, hates to see others suffer, and has a turtle temperament.

When Lin Shiheng is alive, Zhoucheng is a paradise.

Now that Lin Shiheng is dead, his three young sons will not be as kind as their father.

Therefore, the activity of digesting food after meals by City Lord Lin has continued until now.

Tonight, after wandering around half of the city and making sure that those onlookers saw him sighing with a sad face, the kind City Lord returned to the government office.

"It's the third day, it's almost the same, Lao Si, go and make arrangements."

Having been in a high position for the past few months and dealing with many officials, Lin Lao Si has changed a lot. He is now wearing a spirited military uniform and looking at his father with admiration.

Lin Lao Er and Lin Lao San, who were standing by, watched their brother go out and looked at their father uncertainly: "Dad, what's the point of spreading rumors to those refugees? We have ordered the construction of a new city now, but they still have to work."

Yes, Lin Shiheng plans to build a new city.

Build it next to Zhoucheng. Anyway, there are villages around Zhoucheng that have long been deserted, so even if he builds 5,000 miles, it will be more than enough.

"You guys are still too young."

Lin Shiheng held his big cup and lowered his head to take a sip, his face full of kindness: "If I give a person ten steamed buns every day for more than a month, until he gets used to it, and then suddenly change it to one steamed bun, and ask him to do chores in exchange, he will definitely hate me."

"But if I give a person ten steamed buns every day, nine on the second day, eight on the third day, and so on, until the end, I tell him that in order to feed him, I have no steamed buns to eat myself, and it is very likely that I will drive him out. Just when he doesn't know what to do and is desperate to starve to death, I will stand up and tell him that I have decided to make him do chores under pressure. , so that he can have a steamed bun every day, what do you think he will do? "

Lin Laoer suddenly realized, "If it is done like the latter, these refugees have received the favor of Dad before, and they are grateful to Dad. When Dad puts pressure on them to work in exchange for rice, they will also be grateful to Dad with all their heart."

"Dad, I understand what you mean, and it is indeed the way to do it."

Looking at the eldest brother's eyes shining and looking at his father with admiration, Lin Laosan listened confusedly. He likes to practice martial arts. Compared with his two brothers who have been studying hard under the supervision of the teacher found by their father since they have the conditions, he prefers to train those soldiers according to the method given by his father.

It's like a password box placed in front of the three brothers. Lin Laoer and Lin Laosi will rack their brains to crack it according to the clues given, but Lin Laosan will swing his sword and cut the whole box directly.

It can be regarded as a brave but foolish sentence, but fortunately he knows that he doesn't have much brain, so most of the time he chooses to listen to his brother and father, and basically doesn't think for himself.

"I don't understand any of this. Dad, do you have any other instructions for me to do? I will do it beautifully."

Lin Shiheng looked at the stupidest child lovingly, "Get ready. These refugees have been trained. After a while, we will recruit soldiers from them. It will be up to you to turn them from refugees into soldiers of Zhoucheng."

Hearing this, Lin Laosan immediately raised his chest, which was getting stronger and stronger: "Dad, please rest assured. I will train them from chicks to big wild boars!"

He couldn't wait to leave and prepare to welcome his new recruits.

Lin Laoer was left to talk.

"He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world."

Lin Shiheng persuaded: "Second brother, you have to remember that the world is not settled now, and the people are suffering. What they want is a benevolent king who treats the people like his own sons."

Second brother Lin had vaguely felt that his father wanted to train him to be the heir, and immediately raised his head and chest, "Don't worry, father, I will definitely put the people first in everything!"

Then he was hit with a slap in the face.

"How can you be even dumber than your fourth brother?"

Lin Shiheng's face was full of toothache, "I really don't know why I gave birth to you three stupid sons. I have taught you for such a long time but you still don't understand."

"The people want a benevolent king, just show them the appearance of a benevolent king, isn't it enough?"

"If Dad is really as kind as the outside world says, and he would pick up kittens and puppies and raise them in the city, our Zhoucheng would have been finished long ago."

Lin Laoer, who always thought that his father was kind, wanted to be kind as well:...

"I still don't count on you, let your son come, I want to teach him personally."

Lin Laoer stroked the frustrated self-esteem in his eyes, "Dad... I'm not that..."

Thinking carefully about the self who only knew how to work in the first half of his life, he swallowed the rest of his words wisely.

Okay, it seems to be really stupid.

"Dad, do you want the next generation of children to be the heirs? I think the eldest son of my second brother is good, calm and smart..."

Lin Shiheng looked at him like a fool: "How can a son sit on the throne, but Dad is just a prince, so it is natural that the father should be first and the son later."

Lin Laoer understood the meaning.

Does this mean that Dad still belongs to him?

He immediately pricked up his ears, his eyes full of light, "Dad, your son will definitely live up to your trust!"

"It doesn't matter, just live well. If we conquer the world, you will sit on it first, and hand it over to your son when he grows up."

Lin Laoer, who was happy for less than three seconds, said: "... Dad, didn't you say last time that I was the one who looked most like you?"

"Probably."

Lin Shiheng took another sip of water and waved his hand indifferently.

"I mean, among the three of you brothers, you are the least obviously stupid one."

Lin Lao Er: "..."

No, it doesn't matter.

At least, there are two younger brothers to make up for it.

***

The three brothers of the Lin family are the biggest second-generation officials in Zhoucheng.

But no matter how high their status is, they are still the same simple temperament.

Among them, the daily blows from their biological father played a great role.

But it must be said that it is precisely because of this simple peasant temperament even in a high position that the refugees in the city, who were originally ordinary people, have a sense of belonging to Zhoucheng.

The people who lived in Zhoucheng before the refugees had a similar star-chasing plot for the city lord and his three sons who sheltered them. Of course, a large part of it was because Lin Lao Si brought his ancient navy team to hide in the crowd and praised Lin.

In the end, they didn't even need to play, and the people themselves had evolved into Lin fans.

And he blew it even harder, even harder, almost saying that Lin Shiheng, the kind-hearted city lord, was like a god who had fallen from the sky.

After the refugees were settled, they were not restricted from moving around. Because the food given by the government was getting less and less, many refugees walked out of their tents and started looking for work, and then they directly greeted Lin Chuichu who was all over the city.

The city lord is good, the city lord is very good.

You are enjoying yourself in our city. I tell you, in fact, I was also a refugee before, and now, look at my clothes, the food I eat, and my rosy face. After seeing it, you will know how good my life is under the glory of the city lord.

It’s a pity that the city lord opened the warehouse to release food in order to take care of you, but now it can’t be maintained anymore. We are all very worried. Hey.

If you are driven out, don’t blame the city lord. He has done his best to raise you for such a long time and distribute medicine for free.

He is just too good, the kind of good that a god has descended to the earth.

Lin Laosi led the navy team to shuttle among the people, and followed a group of people to brag. After two days of bragging, it was estimated that it was almost time. Lin Shiheng announced that Zhoucheng could not afford to support refugees, but he did not want to drive people out to die, so he began to recruit people to build a new city, providing food and accommodation, first come first served.

Before these refugees who were full of "the city lord is very good, the city is also very good, if you don't stay, you will regret it for the rest of your life" could make a move, Lin Laosi had already commanded the navy team to sprint 100 meters to sign up with an appearance of "it's absolutely stupid not to take up such a good opportunity early".

People have a herd mentality. In layman's terms, things that everyone is robbing must be good things. Some refugees did not hesitate and hurriedly squeezed in. Lin Laosan took advantage of the opportunity and took people to put up a sign next to him, saying that he was recruiting soldiers, providing food, accommodation, clothes, and monthly silver.

Zhoucheng has so many people to support, so the monthly silver is definitely less, but compared with the construction of the new city next door that only provides food and accommodation, these monthly silvers are definitely a surprise.

Immediately, the teams on both sides were very long.

A group of rootless refugees who were considered dangerous by many people in power and absolutely not worth the loss were completely swallowed up by Zhoucheng without even a burp.

While other forces were fighting fiercely, Zhoucheng was also racing against time to build a new city. Zhoucheng had many spies and had a thorough understanding of what happened this time.

It was just that the lord of Zhoucheng took in a group of refugees out of kindness, but there was no place to put them and no food to eat, so he had to start building a new city.

Build it casually, anyway, when the world is settled, no matter how good and big the new city is, it will belong to the new lord.

Almost every rebel group thought they were the new leader. When Zhoucheng was in urgent need of food, they wrote letters to borrow food with a feeling of "this is my future city" and borrowed some food for the sake of courtesy.

The construction of Zhoucheng progressed very quickly. While the construction was going on, the city was also constantly reclaiming fields. With the efforts of the soldiers, the people, and the captives who had been facing the loess and back to the sky every day since they were captured, the old food was eaten up and new food was continuously built.

The reputation of the benevolent Lord of Zhoucheng spread throughout the world, and more and more refugees came to seek refuge, and Zhoucheng did not refuse them.

Lin Shiheng developed a new skill: crying poor.

He not only cried to the people and the world, but also to the rebel groups.

Basically, he wrote letters to shamelessly express that there were more and more people in his city, and they were all old, weak, sick and disabled and could not work. The city could not afford to support them now, otherwise, could you give them some alms?

At the beginning, the rebel groups were willing to give some to show their kindness. After all, Zhoucheng was famous for not participating in the struggle for the world, but working diligently to support the people. They gave food to win the hearts of the people.

But after a long time, several rebel groups were unwilling to do it.

I was short of food when I rebelled, why should I give it to you!

Moreover, this fellow was too shameless. It would have been fine if he was fooled at first, but later on, we found out that this Lord Lin actually sent multiple letters. Except for the imperial court, all the rebel forces received begging letters, and at the beginning, everyone really gave him a batch of food.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was fighting so hard that they couldn't spare any time, there might really be a hot-tempered rebel group that would come to Zhoucheng to settle accounts.

Lord Lin wrote several letters, but either got no response, or got a letter saying that we also wanted to express our love, but we were really powerless. Otherwise, you can join us and become one of us, so of course you will be treated with love.

So, the people of Zhoucheng began to take the Lord of the City for a walk again, sighing.

His face, which was getting younger and younger, became more and more gloomy day by day, and soon all the spies in the city knew that Zhoucheng had no food.

What would Zhoucheng, which feeds so many people but doesn't go out to fight for food, choose to do after it runs out of food?

The third prince, who was close to Zhoucheng, was the first to be alert, secretly guarding against the fact that Zhoucheng, which had no food, would choose to attack him.

Although he didn't think that the mayor of Zhoucheng, who was busy building a new city and farming all day, would have the courage to do anything, but a dog will jump over the wall when it is desperate, not to mention that this is still a human being.

As a result, while he was on guard, Zhoucheng sent people to deliver several carts of weapons.

He unfolded the letter and saw that it was indeed written by Lin Baozhi of Zhoucheng.

Yes, Baozhi is the courtesy name of this mayor Lin. It is said that he has been a person without a courtesy name for more than 40 years. As soon as he became the mayor of the city, he asked a gentleman to give him a courtesy name. Even in the correspondence and introductions to others, the courtesy name appeared.

The third prince naturally didn't know that this was mayor Lin guarding against the illegitimate son he recognized and had a murderous intention when he heard the name, but he started to read the letter with a mentality of "I want to see what new way you beg this time".

Lin Baozhi is a weirdo, which is recognized by all rebel groups.

And now, this weirdo who failed to beg has actually made a chain arrow and said he wants to exchange it for food with the Third Prince.

The Third Prince, who was ready to watch the weirdo, stood up suddenly with the letter.

Chain arrow!

Looking at the short line "can fire continuously □□" on it, his heart beat like thunder.

He has grown up and been in the army for so long, but he has never heard of such a magical thing. Although it says that it cannot be installed with arrow feathers, if it is an iron arrow, it cannot be fired remotely, but when marching and fighting, there is only remote shooting.

Think about it, when fighting, the opponent shoots one arrow, and they shoot ten. Although it is a bit wasteful, these arrows can be recovered after the battle is over!

Such a good thing, if used in the army...

Before he finished reading, the Third Prince clenched the letter in his hand. If the chain arrow technology is really true, Zhoucheng, which has mastered this technology, must be in his pocket!

He should immediately send troops to take down Zhoucheng, which he never took seriously before!

Even though he was very excited, the Third Prince calmed down a little and unfolded the letter again to read it.

After reading it, his excited heart stopped beating immediately.

Lin Baozhi actually sent people to send Lian Nu to other rebel groups at the same time, and also stated that it was a crime to hold the jade in his hands. If his Zhoucheng was attacked by any party, he hoped to rescue it, and Zhoucheng would definitely offer everything with both hands.

If Zhoucheng was attacked and no one rescued it, it would immediately surrender to the party that attacked it.

Since the rebel groups knew that such a thing was in Zhoucheng, they would definitely not let Zhoucheng fall into the hands of the enemy.

If someone came to attack, the other two would definitely come to rescue.

It was impossible not to rescue! If no one rescued Zhoucheng and it surrendered, wouldn’t it be like adding wings to a tiger!

In short, the three parties restrained each other, and no one could move Zhoucheng.

This is simply...

Simply...

The Third Prince's passion of "picking up weapons before the opponent finds out" was like being poured with a basin of cold water, and it was completely wiped out.

"Cunning old thief!!"

I couldn't help but curse, and after that, I still had to arrange people to get food and grass in exchange for weapons.

It's obvious that the other two cities must buy. If they bought and he didn't, wouldn't they be waiting to be beaten?

Not only buy, but also buy more, the more the better.

Although he didn't hold out hope, the Third Prince still sent a letter when he sent food and grass, expressing his willingness to sell it to my family only.

Zhoucheng would certainly not agree.

Even if a nest of spies arrived in the city, it would be useless. Even the production method of n-u was finally stolen. Zhoucheng made a new weapon, still one weapon with multiple throws, so that they could restrain each other. In order not to be beaten, he could only grit his teeth and buy with food and grass.

Zhoucheng has no killing power. Although it can make weapons, it can only defend. Unfortunately, the city lord is too cunning. If someone attacks, he will immediately take the entire city to join the person who did not attack.

Therefore, the rebel groups can only resist the urge to send troops to attack Zhoucheng every day, hoping that the opponent can't help but attack them so that they can take advantage of the opportunity. They have been tied down like this for three years.

Three years can change a lot of things, but the situation of the weak imperial court has not changed at all.

The only thing that has changed is that poor Zhoucheng has been completely transformed under the leadership of Lin *Good Man* Shi* Kind* Heng.

——It has become the largest weapons development department in the world.