Chapter 70 The system says it's okay
The 1,000 soldiers and horses of the Changhua Army were divided up by everyone.
There are many people, and there are few horses. There are only three or five local horses, and there is only one war horse. It is still the mount of Mr. Zhou.
Mr. Zhou is now attached to the supernova, and others are embarrassed to rob his horse.
After the trophy was harvested, it was dawn.
Return to the city. Take a break.
Wan'an's military is still about a day away. Everyone tossed around and took just a day to rest.
The first thing is to go back to each house.
Everyone's private home is also one of the benefits of the guild.
Depending on the level of the members of the guild, a large or small mansion has been built.
Shiba's team is a first-tier team, and each member has a high-end mansion. These mansions are lined up on both sides, occupying an entire street.
There are many other mansions waiting for you.
The Mavericks are new here, and they choose according to their own membership level.
So domineeringly encircling and building luxury houses in the system city, at present, there is probably only one way to turn around to this family.
However, the ordinary mountain king will also build a private house for the people on the mountain.
There are not many other things in the Song Dynasty, but more wood.
There are also many land, and the land is vast and sparsely populated.
Everyone can occupy a large piece of land. Most of the land is surrounded by a courtyard and a garden.
The house was not built until the Eighth Team went out.
That is to say, so far, the only time they entered their house was to plant orchids last night, hurried around, and then gathered immediately. They didn't have time to take a good look.
Shiba has a Zhengtai version of Xiaoba, but he has been living in the old city, so as not to be scolded by the teacher as a traitor. It doesn't matter if he is scolded. It's not good to expel him from school.
Shi Ba returned to his home, and his first reaction was two words: lack of people.
It's so big, and there is a subordinate living in it.
The housekeeper is him, the servant is him, the one sweeps the floor, the one in charge of the account is him, the one who cooks, and the laundry is still him...
This family is no longer a mortal, but an omnipotent superman...
In the guild, it is still good, the treatment of top members.
A little lower level, I'm sorry, there is no one to serve.
For good, Shiba doesn't care about this kind of thing.
I went home and took a shower first and changed my clothes.
Turn around at will, see a fresh one, and then go to the quiet room to meditated. Out of mind, into the mind.
Enter the character of Zhengtai version of the hour eight.
The college was violently expanded by people sent by the guild.
The old gentleman had no choice but to scold the thieves for a few days.
There are also many more schoolchildren in the class.
They all turned around and searched for it.
There are Han civilians and Li mountain people.
Send the children to study, turn around to the pseudo-official government all-inclusive students' food and accommodation, and also give money and food rewards to parents.
Parents who know this news are rushing to send their children here.
The old gentleman's burden is invisibly a lot heavier. Fortunately, there was a former state official who was turned around and dressed well. He was idle at home under house arrest. He was extremely bored. Somehow, he ran into this college to work part-time as a gentleman.
The people who turn around are also left by them. Anyway, the college is a completely closed management.
Living in the old city for eight hours, that is, living in school.
Most of the schoolchildren here also live in the school.
Zhengtai version Shiba is quite prestigious among students, and has become the king of children.
I can't help it. He is the only player in it.
It is not only "intelligent" but also much better than other children.
Zhou Ji often takes money at eight o'clock. The source of his money is "unknown", and the old gentleman can only turn a blind eye. Who let him do good deeds?
It was during this period that Shiba discovered the function of education: to improve the "quality" of children!
When the first batch of children first came to the college, they were mostly gray and white, and very few were green.
After a period of education, gray and white are extinct, green is the guarantee, blue is the mainstream, and there are several purple.
For this reason, I turned around and invested heavily in education. As long as you are a minor, you can come in and receive "education".
Not only studying literature, but half of the college was ruthlessly opened as a martial arts school by the people who turned around. It is also stipulated that each student should not only study literature, but also practice martial arts.
Every time the gentlemen who provoked the teacher thought about it, they scolded it gently.
Unfortunately, there is no good martial artist for the time being. The only orange general Qin was not injured. He followed Shiba, and Shiba couldn't send him away. Only a few purples will be charged.
It's a teacher. The old dean is an orange, and the former Qiongzhou Taishou is also an orange.
Most of my studies are spent in the hang-up state, from this class to that class...
Listening to lectures is a rare thing.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the old gentleman saying on it, "The exam will be held next month."
At that time, I was dizzy.
"Those who pass are children. By next year, it will be recommended by Lord Taishou and sent to Leizhou to participate in the state examination. With that, the old gentleman sighed, "Oh! I miss the great rivers and mountains in Qiongzhou! Unexpectedly, he fell into the hands of the thief..."
It's eight times dizzy. Run away in a hurry. Back to my role.
The 361-degree all-rounder named by him Shi'an came forward and reported: "There are guests visiting."
But in her dream, she looked for him in her dream house and came to look for him.
So we went out to the city to fight in the wild. Training.
Out of the city, I saw that most of the team members were training.
So they synthesized a team and carried out a big hunt.
At this time, the new star contacted him again to explain the battle plan against Wan'an Army. The sad hero Shi Ba had to hand over the team to Qin Wushang. He went back to the city and stood on the wall, watching the people outside the city have fun.
Call out the little chaos, cover your ears, and squat aside.
Little Chaos took out the small drum and began to jump.
At the head of Qiongzhou City, the sky is full of thunder and thunder clouds.
Qiongzhou is close to the sea, and the water vapor is the most abundant. I was urged by the thunder and lightning by the drum of the cow, and it rained heavily for a while, and it seemed to be splashing.
The thunder rolled all day, and the heavy rain also fell all day.
Everyone played in the wild for a day.
It's also a day to squat in the corner of the city wall and draw circles...
This*** day!
The next morning, Wan'an's army arrived.
Originally, if Wan'an's army made an urgent march, it would have been able to get off the city the afternoon before.
However, considering the experience of the Changhua Army, it is understandable that the Wan'an Army has come late.
The players are full of energy and the morale is high. Standing on the wall and looking at the army outside.
I saw more than a thousand people and horses of Wan'an Army, like a black cloud, rolling in from a distance.
When they got close, everyone found that the other party was going quite fast.
It looks like a cavalry!
In a place like Hainan, there are actually established cavalry!
This is really unexpected.
When the army approached further, I finally saw the mounts under the cavalry. Everyone was messy in the wind.
"Sheep~~" Your sister hummed a sheep's voice shyly.
"A lot of sheep..." Shi Ba looked at it in a daze.
I forgot to turn off the listening system directly yesterday, and now I still have a little tinnitus.
Tinnitus is all right. Not only did everyone not sympathize with him, but they also laughed at him naturally.
A handful of bitter tears!
For good, there was Mo Meimei. At the lowest point of his life, she stood firmly on his side and constantly comforted and encouraged him:
"Natural stay or something, it's the cutest! I just like the way you stay!"
Eighth: "..."
"This is the eastern goat! What a fat and beautiful eastern goat!" The old chef suddenly jumped out and shouted excitedly.
Compason with the reaction of everyone at the scene, everyone is Alzheimer's disease. Only his old man is a hot-blooded young man who is really energetic and casually bursting in the small universe.
"Fat and beautiful?" Shi Ba asked strangely.
This adjective is weird!
"Not bad! It is the first of the four famous dishes in Qiongzhou! East Goat! Look at that hair color, black and shiny! The soup is milky white! The smell is fragrant! Fat and thin skin! The meat is tender and non-smeate! Fat but not greasy! It tastes delicious! This is my tribute in Song Dynasty food!" The old man was so excited that he sprayed saliva, and his eyes were like machine guns. He shot out one butcher knife after another and slaughtered the fat sheep under the city.
"That. Dare to love the group of pure men under the city, just rode a group of fat tributes to the battlefield?
"This matter is really strange. How can a good tribute be spoiled like this?
"Ha ha." Xiaoqiang laughed and said, "The system says it's okay, that's it. It's okay if it doesn't work. If the system doesn't work, then it won't work. It doesn't work either. Don't think too much about this. We just lack mounts, and this group of tributes is just right for use!"
"Roar!" The soldiers immediately heard the tribute riding, cheering, waving flags and shouting, and their morale suddenly went up another step.