Zhan Chengyin's eyes shone, his face tense.
"What is the background of the Yellow Flag Army?"
Mo Fan took out the secret scroll from his arms and handed it to Zhan Chengyin with both hands.
Zhan Chengyin pulled out the secret scroll of white paper from the bamboo tube. He carefully unfolded the secret scroll.
The death squads sent out wrote that they could not contact the senior core personnel, and currently everyone was eating porridge made from corn.
The rice was very clean, without stones, and without bran.
Corn, also known as millet, was also sent by the gods.
The people in the town preferred to eat white rice and flour. White rice was cooked into porridge, and flour was cooked into batter and dough.
However, no one took the initiative to exchange millet, and it was piled up in the warehouse.
Now that the famine has lasted for a year, grain cannot be grown. Even if there is grain in stock, it cannot be fed to so many people.
The people behind the Yellow Flag Army are probably from the same world as the gods.
Under the white paper, the equipment used by the Yellow Flag Army was drawn.
Most of them were knives, swords, and strange cold weapons.
For example, meteor hammers, maces, sword sticks with a sword on one end and a stick on the other end...
On the back of the paper, it was written: Anyone who joins the Yellow Flag Army can get five acres of land per person in the occupied cities and counties.
No taxes or tributes are required for the first three years.
Starting from the fourth year, if there is a harvest, food will be provided year by year!
As soon as this news came out, the people who couldn't survive responded one after another.
The people walked hundreds of miles under the scorching sun and joined the Yellow Flag Army in a mighty manner!
Zhan Chengyin frowned, not expecting that the Yellow Flag Army's reputation among the people was greater than he had imagined.
He took out his tablet, took a picture of the note, and put it in the vase.
Coincidentally, Ye Mumu found six ordinary bowls with seals and inscriptions on the bottom of the bowls from the warehouse.
Wrap them in newspapers and send them to the antique shop in the afternoon.
In order to avoid empty shelves and no treasures when the store is about to open.
At this time, a tablet fell from the mouth of the vase.
She picked it up, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and saw the drawings in the album. Is
this...news from the Huangqi Army?
The millet eaten by the Huangqi Army is clean and free of impurities.
No bran is added...
It means that the food source is sufficient.
An army of 500,000 people needs a lot of food even if they only need one meal a day.
And this weapon looks like a modern cold weapon.
Could it be that there are really colleagues?
Looking back at what Mu Lao said, the Yellow Flag Army was incredibly successful after the uprising.
Every place they went, they were greatly supported.
Other rebels would take the initiative to open the city gates and welcome the Yellow Flag Army into the city.
Their idea is to surround the city with the countryside, and welcome them wherever they go.
Not only food, but also land will be promised to be divided equally.
Ye Mumu turned over the back of the paper, and it was written that if you join the army, each family member will be allocated five acres of good land.
No taxes will be paid in the first three years.
In the fourth year, tribute will be gradually paid.
In case of a bad harvest, taxes can be exempted.
The people of Daqi were overwhelmed by Prime Minister Su's heavy taxes.
The people have suffered from Daqi for a long time!
Now there is the savior, the Yellow Flag Army, who wants to overthrow the Daqi Dynasty that this man eats.
Wherever you go, one call and a hundred responses!
But the Yellow Flag Army's thinking was too advanced. Ye Mumu wondered if there were any modern people's ideas?
She stared at the vase with sharp eyes.
"Do you have other colleagues? Say..."
The vase was quietly placed in the living room without answering.
Ye Mumu knocked casually, "Well, even if there are, only 500,000 people were given corn to eat, and not even pickled mustard. I think it's stingy!"
It is estimated that after the Yellow Flag Army's valuable money and jewelry were taken away, they would be left alone.
The Xin Dynasty would be extinct in the snowstorm.
She has Zhan Chengyin, and the so-called Yellow Flag Army has no chance of winning against the war machine!
But she has to find a few books for Zhan Chengyin.
"Selected Works of Mao Zedong"
, "China's Revolutionary War",
"Problems of War and Strategy",
"A Single Spark Can Start a Prairie Fire"
It happened that these books were in Dad's study. Ye Mumu opened the long-sealed study on the second floor.
Found the book from the bookcase that comes with "Marxist-Leninist Thought"
Took down the inscription scroll hanging on the wall.
She held a stack of books and wrote a note, giving him valuable books and a scroll of poems.
Let him finish reading it first.
As for how to manage the people in the border towns in the future, she will not interfere.
However, if you want to win over other rebels in the uprisings in various places, you have to consider the problem from their standpoint.
More people must be allowed to survive.
She is not sure whether the current Daqi is a slavery or a feudal system.
Ye Mumu threw down the tablet and the note.
Then put a few books and a scroll into the vase.
At this time, Master Huang called him, and their fleet of five vehicles drove to the warehouse at the foot of the mountain.
Boss Qu brought another truck of broken rice and stopped at the foot of the mountain to unload!
Ye Mumu picked up the vase and drove the pickup truck down the mountain. Zhan Chengyin looked at the books falling down... He originally thought that the gods would be worried when they saw the note he sent. If the Yellow Flag Army had the help of a hermit, then their unification cause would be full of obstacles!
The Yellow Flag Army is developing rapidly and has high loyalty, making it more difficult to deal with than the imperial army. Unexpectedly, the gods said nothing and sent a thick stack of books.
What does she mean?
Zhan Chengyin picked up the tablet and the note. There was no special explanation on the note, just asking him to finish reading these books.
So, after reading the books, he can defeat the Yellow Flag Army?
He didn't understand, but he was shocked!
The books were neatly placed on the table, and the scroll with the inscription was unfolded...
He saw the inscription read: All the past is gone, and the heroes and heroes are still here.
This poem is magnificent and majestic. He was shocked and his mind was greatly impacted.
The books sent by the gods are written by this great man. So, the gods want him to learn how to defeat the Yellow Flag Army from the great man?
Zhan Chengyin calmed down and carefully opened the book sent by the gods. Then, he immersed himself in the world of books.
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He didn't know how long he had read, and didn't know when Mo Fan went out. He didn't know how many people came in and out of the tent.
Lunch was brought by Xu Ming, and it was already cold.
He was still immersed in the book.
Until, someone outside suddenly shouted in surprise.
"Quick, look, a huge monster..."
Zhan Chengyin put down the book, stood up immediately, and walked out of the tent.
In the open space in front of his tent, six huge monsters were neatly placed.
The yellow body of the car had a glazed cab.
A huge and long yellow arm hung beside the body, curled and folded.
Under the arm was a digging-style bucket, with a sharp tip, like a giant tooth.
He had seen the video sent by the gods and knew that this thing was called an excavator.
The gods sent it to dig wood.
In the world of gods, this thing can dig mountains to open roads, dig ditches and repair canals, dig foundations, dig rivers...
Unless there is no way to deal with hard rocks, excavators are very suitable.
The generals were busy, but when they heard a huge cheer coming from the direction of the general's tent,
they all put down their work and rode fast horses.
They were afraid that they would miss something if they ran too slowly...
Cheng Zixiao and the other eight soldiers saw Chen Junlin running so fast, without changing his clothes, and riding his horse at lightning speed. They followed him curiously.
Did something big happen in the general's tent?
Why did the veterans run to the general's tent like crazy?
Zhan Chengyin's tent was already surrounded by densely packed people.
Everyone discussed about the six big monsters .
Too high, too big, too majestic!
What exactly is this thing?
Zhan Chengyin came over, stood in front of the excavator, and tapped the excavator arm with his hand.
The entire fuselage is made of thick fine iron.
With a smile on his lips, he told everyone.
"This is an excavator!"
God-given!