Village Building Order Frenzy

With grain in hand, don't panic in my heart.

The biggest interpretation of this sentence is not publicity, but the old man.

When Zhang Yang told him that 200,000 catties of food would be stored on the Balduling Fortress next, the old man's expression at that moment seemed to have returned to his 20s.

Then he turned into a human-shaped squirrel, and hopped around with his sons and sons-in-law rushing to the Black Rock Fortress and the Great Wall of Tianliang Mountain like crazy in a cart.

Then at eleven o'clock that night, the old man returned. Behind him was a full fifteen large carts full of old, weak, sick, women and children.

Around the cart is a group of, no, hundreds of disabled veterans who lack arms and legs.

They were all subordinates of the old man.

This is normal. The war with the mirage demon soldiers is endless year after year, month after month, except for those killed in battle, the most crippled soldiers.

Some of these soldiers returned to their hometowns, while others had nowhere to go. They could only survive like lonely ghosts outside the big camp on the Great Wall in Tianliang.

When the old man was still a general, he still took good care of these old men, but now he can't protect himself, so he can't take care of these old men.

But now, the old man is going crazy.

"My son-in-law, my son-in-law, how about going to get more food with that General Liu? There are thousands of veterans outside the Great Wall camp in Tianliang. Thousands are all veterans. As long as I have enough food, I can Pulling them all over, I also found General Anton, he kept his default, this is a golden opportunity!"

"Xian-in-law, get another 200,000 catties!"

The old man was mad, his eyes staring round and round, and he was shining out with electric lights, like a dead old monster, scared Zhang Yang back again and again.

"There are so many? Uncle, father-in-law, you have to understand that those veterans are a burden to us!"

"So what? They were crippled to defend the Great Wall of Heaven and to fight against the mirage demon soldiers. Now the Great Wei court regards them as a burden, General Anton regards them as a burden, and Zhang Yeting's old man also regards them as a burden. Everyone in the world regards them as a burden!"

"But those guys who used to be screaming, sir, if you are really ambitious, you can't be indifferent to these old and weak soldiers!"

"Human hearts are all fleshy. Even a soldier who is murderous, he is afraid that one day he will be homeless. If you do this now, there are many benefits, and don't look at these veterans who have broken arms and legs. All of them are amazing. Don’t you want to dig this inner fort? You don’t need to waste your precious mana. Just these old guys, everyone gives a hammer and a steel drill. Believe it or not, just need Return you a fortress that changed in two years?"

"Moreover, they are all veterans who have been on the battlefield countless times. I will group them into groups that can fight, and those who can't fight will stay behind and set off crossbow arrows. They are willing to do your best for you at critical moments."

When the old man said this, he was already in tears. This really moved Zhang Yang. After thinking about it, he said:

"In this case, how many of these old and weak remnants are there? Let's take them in as much as possible."

"Really?"

The old man had no tears for a moment, his eyes stopped flashing, and his polite expression was restored.

"Okay, really." Zhang Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Together with their family members, about 20,000 people."

"Twenty thousand?"

Zhang Yang was almost not scared to death.

"My father-in-law, my father-in-law! You are trying to murder me, we really can't let go. Look at where there is a place around this bald ridge. Tomorrow afternoon, Liu Kai will leave, no one will give us Support, you brought so many old, weak, sick and disabled, are you letting the magic soldiers come to a massacre?"

"And 20,000 people, how much food do they have to eat every day? How can we have so much food for them?"

"Ahem, son-in-law, it’s not that serious. General Anton is still very happy to see us accept these burdens. He has agreed to provide us with 50 carts, 1,000 sets of infantry leather weapons, and 500 heavy crossbows. , 100,000 crossbows, 10,000 catties of grain, and as long as we can stick to the harvest next year, another 500,000 catties of grain will be allocated."

"I have calculated that 20,000 people, women, children and elders account for 15,000, and each person has half a catty of food per day. It is enough to hang on and starve. There are 5,000 veterans left, of which 3,000 can go as elite soldiers, 5 per day. For a catty of grain, there are still 2,000 people who can walk at half the rate of ten enemies. In fact, these 2,000 people are precious. They can be supplied with 30 catties of food a day, otherwise they will not be able to exert their combat effectiveness."

"In this way, the daily consumption is only about 80,000 catties—"

The old man couldn't talk anymore, and sat on the ground with a sad face.

Zhang Yang looked at this old guy speechlessly, not knowing whether he was really pretending or pretending, the combat effectiveness of this world is very strong, so the consumption will be very large.

A captain-level soldier has a normal food supply of 50 catties a day. If he encounters fierce fighting, he must at least add ten catties of meat.

An elite soldier has to consume 20 jin a day.

The average soldier is 5 pounds.

Women and children are only 3 catties a day.

Precisely because of this, raising an army is very, very costly, and it only includes food. If you calculate the consumption of armor and weapons, the resources needed are even more seam.

If there is arable land around the Balduling Fortress, it would still work, but this is the place where the demon soldiers and the Great Wei Army fight the most fierce daily.

Whoever has 20,000 burdens will have to be kicked by the donkey.

Zhang Yang even wondered if the old man was bought by his competitors and wanted to kill him.

But ~www.NovelMTL.com~ thought about it again, and he felt that this would be an opportunity. Among the 20,000 cumbersomes, there are at least 5,000 disabled veterans with decent combat effectiveness. As long as they don’t go out to battle, then rely on the wall fortress to fight. , That is not weak at all.

Assuming that his Bald Ridge Fortress really takes shape, this place will become his stronghold.

And among these burdens are the children of veterans. As long as they are raised for a few years, they will be another group of elite and extremely loyal soldiers.

Therefore, the real key to this matter is whether he can provide massive food resources after the plot is officially launched.

"Let's start with at least 100,000 tons, otherwise I can't afford it, and can my village in the fantasy world provide such a huge amount of food?"

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Yang helped the old man up, "Father-in-law, you go and take in those veterans and their relatives. You are right. Since I have ambitions for dominance in the world, then this must be done."

(Because there is something to do today, there is really no time. Let's change it for the time being. Please understand.)