Chapter 149 Severe Medicine!

Why do you want to show your financial resources outside the cottage? The night explains Wen Zhong's doubts.

"This plan is great!" Wen Zhong was slightly dialed and immediately understood the intention of the night. "I'm not afraid of thieves, but I'm afraid of being remembered by thieves. As long as these hidden masters turn from darkness to light, or something is shocking. It's easy to be prepared.

"It's good that you can understand. This is one of them." The night solemnly said, "Second, we are new here and want to find a group of people as soon as possible. There are many ways. However, the stubborn xenophobia of the Modaoling indigenous people must not be ignored. People in the mountains, who have families and mouths, will be forced to subdue, and there will be great future problems.

"I don't agree with direct coercion by force. People's hearts are complicated and really rare." Wen Zhong heard some smell.

"We should not only search for people as soon as possible, but also make them willing. Using force to deterrence and inducement is a good way. As long as our stockade is stable and open for people, someone will definitely come and go. The night analyzed, but he immediately turned around: "However, I can't wait to operate slowly, because time doesn't allow it. You also know this about [Road to Elimination] and [Invasion of Orcs]. Therefore, severe illness must be given strong medicine.

Although Wen Zhong is intelligent, he has never led a team. In the past, he rarely considered problems from the perspective of a leader. Hearing the analysis of the dark night, I felt a little confused.

The night continued: "These people are so rustic that they have never seen the world. Therefore, their desire is not high. My move is to lift the greed in their hearts. Only when you have desire can you have motivation. A farmer, who has never eaten the delicacies of the mountains and sea, passed through the silk and satin. So he can farm at ease and turn the ground honestly all his life. If we put these things that he can't even think of, within his reach. And once he tastes it, guess what will happen to him?

Wen Zhong quickly answered: "Try to get it with your own ability first, but you can't get it later. He may go to the big man who has the ability to provide him with these pleasures. As long as the enjoyment is not interrupted, they will definitely work hard.

The night nodded with approval and added: "Dare to try, uneasy about the status quo. It shows that the brain is flexible, which is exactly the person we need. As for those who don't even have the courage to try, they can only be reduced to waste. Even if it is collected, it will not be a big deal.

"The Lord is a great talent! I'm ashamed of myself." Wen Zhong sighed, "These village owners have not seen much of the world, and they will definitely show off when they go back. In this way, we don't have to publicize it ourselves. The wonderful thing is that the people who bought the whole grinding knife ridge with 25 kilograms of gold will be more convinced. As long as those who are eager to change the status quo are given a chance, they will definitely turn to us without hesitation.

Seeing Wen Zhongwu, he got up at night. He patted the dust on his clothes and said to Wen Zhong, "Go back and rest early. In the future, you should try to think about the problem from a global perspective and give full play to your identity as a think tank."

"The lord looks so high that Tingxuan is sincerely frightened." Wen Zhong got up and said goodbye to Hei. The night waved his hand and asked him to leave. It was the first time for the night to hear the word Wen Zhong, which was actually called Ting Xuan. Wen Tingxuan, OK. It's literary, which is a little interesting.

After Wen Zhong left, it was difficult to fall asleep for a while. He took out his individual goggles and scanned around the camp.

As soon as I explored, I found that someone had infiltrated.

However, with Jietian, a master in the shadow of walking, they will not jump for long.

There are three foreign red dots found, one with 17 crystals, one with 82 crystals, and one with more than 300 crystals. After the two low crystal movements for a short time, they couldn't move. They should have been knocked by Jietian.

The light spot of more than 300 crystals flashed a few times, and then faded. This man was so unfortunate that he had to get close to the carriage. He must have been killed by Jietian.

The night smiled, got into the bedding, pulled over the quilt, and fell asleep.

With the energy of wine, I slept until the sun rose three poles.

The night had a good dream. The big white sheep led the team, protecting ten little white sheep behind. It is tender, only sparse grass. Everyone played the game of eagle catching chickens. The night pretended to be an eagle, rushed left and right, finally shook Xiao Ruxuan, and caught a little white sheep with one hand.

I only heard the little white sheep struggling and said, "No, prince!"

"Father!"

"Hmm?" The night turned his head doubtfully and opened his hazy sleepy eyes. Someone is calling himself. Listening to this sound, it should be Fengling and Jasmine.

"Ah~" The night opened his mouth and yawned. Lift the quilt and sit up.

"Father!" The sound came in from outside the tent again.

"Is it Wind Chime and Jasmine? Come in." The night turned over and got out of bed. These days, because of the constant tension, he has developed the bad habit of dressing and sleeping. Of course, this is only for his personal identity. For those soldiers, this is definitely a good habit.

The two girl entered the tent and just bowed their heads and said nothing.

Heiyexin said it was strange. What happened to these two girl? Just as she was about to clean up the dog kennel-like bedding, the two maids quickly rushed forward and took over the tidying work.

"What's the matter?" The night looked at the two people doubtfully.

Fengling stopped his hand, turned around, bowed his head to the night and said, "Sister Ruxuan sent us here to be responsible for serving the prince's living."

"Haho," I was happy at night, and I really began to enjoy the show of the rich man. But now that I have recruited a group of subordinates, it's time to take care of my personal image. Otherwise, he looks sloppy. If his family doesn't say anything, he will also make outsiders see jokes.

He ordered Feng Ling to go to the kitchen to get something to eat. He went out of the tent at night and heard a noise from afar. Take a good look, okay. Several people in black were tied up and handcuffed to wooden sticks. Those leaders who have no tasks are watching the fun over there.

Jietian went to make up his sleep, and Shen Kun took over the interrogation.

This Shen Kun is also a little interesting, and he doesn't use a whip. He directly picked up a wooden stick with thick arms and patted it with a stick at one of the dark people.

The night sighed secretly, "Why does my family have a violent tendency like Qingyue?" He kept under his feet and rushed to the front.

The unlucky man in black was broken by a stick. He couldn't stand the pain and cried loudly. When the rest of them saw such treatment, they all looked frightened.

"Shen Kun," the night shouted.

Shen Kun turned his head and saw that it was calling at night. He quickly answered, "Lord, what can I do for you?"

"Good job. I'll give these clowns to you. Pry open their mouths and ask who is the master. The night ordered, "It's okay if you don't open your mouth. It's a waste of food in the camp. Just break your limbs, throw them into the gully, and feed the wolf at night.

Hearing these words, not to mention the tied men in black, even Shen Kun couldn't help shivering.

He glanced at the stick in his hand, which didn't seem to be fierce enough?

"Play slowly, pay attention to breathe, and make a living ration for the wolf." The night said and walked away, and he didn't bother to care about this business anymore. When Jietian wakes up, just listen to the results directly.

Shen Kun got the advice of the master and immediately changed into a more fierce expression. Among them, there was a timid night man who was so scared that his trousers were wet.

In the distance, in the trees on the hillside, some people are looking at it. However, no one dares to come over. They also know that once they have something to do with these night people, they will be unlucky.

Feng Ling held a few dough cakes and jumped over. Looking at her behavior, she should be in a good mood. The night took the dough cake, reached out and rubbed it on the head of the wind bell a few times, and let her go.

He went to the edge of the camp to find a war horse. The night turned over his saddle and went to the west.

It's really troublesome to ride on a horse to eat. The night controls the reins with one hand and stuffs the dough into his mouth with the other. The war horse crossed a ditch and bumped for a moment. It didn't sit firmly at night and almost fell down.

"Isn't it right? The ancients rode horses to fight the world. If they were so unstable, how could they fight with the enemy? The night bit the dough cake and forgot to swallow it.

He thought of a very important question about the combat effectiveness of the cavalry.

Yesterday, a cavalryman fell off his horse with a smile. It can be seen that the horse is unstable, which is not my feeling alone. No wonder in this era, the cavalry did not develop vigorously, but mainly used chariots.

Driving a chariot, there are two people and four people.

One person drives and the rest attacks. The soldiers responsible for the attack can maintain their body balance with the help of some devices on the carriage. While maintaining a high degree of mobility, it also exerts great attack power.

Horses are different from chariots. They have to ride horses and attack. What do they rely on to maintain physical balance? The night racked its brains to try to solve the mystery.

It's hard to figure it out for a while.

"There seems to be something missing?" The night compares itself with the cavalry in memory. It feels different, but I can't say it.

With his mind, even his mood of eating dough cakes was ruined. He stuffed a few pieces of dough cakes in his hand into the coat on the edge of the saddle to improve the speed of the horses.

"Drive!"

The horses were flying, and the scene on both sides fell back quickly.

"Drive, drive..."

The night's feet shook left and right, and the war horse jumped in the air. At the moment of landing, the buttocks were turned out of the saddle. He felt that he was about to be turned upside down.

"It must be a pedal!" This idea crossed my mind like lightning.

Cavalry should step on the horse pedal and turn over the horse. It shouldn't be like this, not jumping directly on the saddle.

"Absolutely a pedal," the night's eyes lit up.

With a pedal, the feet can be relatively fixed. The balance ability of soldiers on horseback will have a breakthrough improvement.

At the thought of pedaling, the night's mind became more lively.

The style of the saddle can also be improved, and horseshoes can also be added.

This is definitely an epoch-making initiative!