Haijun swore that no bullshit dared to offend him wherever he went. Although Haijun was powerful, Lin Fengjin didn't believe what he said. The strongest has its own strong hand. How deep the sea is.
The number of powerful creatures that live and nurture in it is as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River, and it is impossible to count them all. The Lord of the Sea is not worthy of the title of King of the Deep Sea.
However, although Lin Fengjin thought so, after he was sure that Haijun would accompany his group on the voyage, he simply determined that he would go in person. This was because although he had no confidence in Haijun's strength, he
But I have great faith in God...
With Haijun, a monster who is born to draw the hatred of God, by his side, even if he encounters a monster that he can't handle, as soon as Haijun comes to the surface, God's punishment will come in an instant. The more powerful the deep-sea monster is, the more likely it is to deal with the catastrophe.
The fear naturally became more and more deep-rooted. Lin Fengjin did not believe that any deep sea monster would not escape under such circumstances. And even if the punishment from heaven came, Hai Jun would not lose anything if he helped Hai Jun with a few blows.
The Lord of the Sea is not the King of the Deep Sea, but even if the King of the Deep Sea comes in person!! We must awe the vast and majestic will of heaven and earth! We must flee!
Thinking of this, Lin Fengjin couldn't help but smile slightly. His behavior was so powerful that he could express his power. What is this called? Holding the emperor's tribulation to order the princes? No, it should be holding the tribulation of heaven to order the sea monster.
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Just when Lin Fengjin was thinking this, the horse under his crotch had accelerated and galloped up a small slope. The grassland in front spread out like a green carpet, with goose yellow and white flowers swaying slightly. This is the grassland.
The best season among them embodies the most beautiful and charming side to the fullest.
After more than twenty days of long journey, Lin Fengjin finally arrived again in the city where he had devoted his efforts: Wuzuo.
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There is a saying that every three days a scholar should look at each other with admiration, and it couldn't be more apt to apply to Wuzuo City. Lin Fengjin's plan for that day has gradually begun to emerge on this beautiful land, and the city wall is already two or three meters high. Wuzuo City's
With the hard work of a lot of labor, the outline has taken shape, and in terms of city building technology, Li Hu also sent more than 20 skilled craftsmen to provide guidance.
Seeing Wu Zuocheng at this time, Lin Fengjin remembered an annoying thing again. He couldn't help mumbling in his throat for a while, and then pinched his eyebrows in worry.
When he stayed before, he often gathered his fanatical followers and told them some ancient battle examples, or anecdotes.
This can be regarded as the most basic "enlightenment of people's wisdom".
Nomads are also human beings. They give people the impression that they are barbaric, rude and ignorant, but that is just because they do not have the conditions to receive education. In fact, Lin Fengjin's storytelling method is profound and simple. It has indeed opened up and broadened the vision and wisdom of many heroes in the Sanli tribe.
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Langtu and Chibili had heard Lin Fengjin tell a story about building a city before:
A cruel general ordered people to build the city. After the city was built, he gathered all the people and asked the strong men to use hammers and chisels to hit the city wall. He also announced that if the strong men could not hammer the chisels into
If they penetrate the city wall, the strong man will die. If they are nailed in, the man who built the city will die.
As a result, after the city was built, it could only be described as indestructible. After repeated bloody battles, its walls could not be shaken at all, and no one broke through the city! In the end, only time can become the enemy of this strong city.
When Lin Fengjin told this story, he didn't think too much at all. He was just a person with strong logical thinking and a smart mind. He was not a god. Therefore, Lin Fengjin didn't notice that after listening to this story, regardless of whether
Whether it was Lang Tu or Chi Bi Li's eyes that were getting brighter and brighter, they didn't know whether the words he said were curling up like butterfly wings and causing a storm.
When Lin De and Chi Bili teamed up to stir up this storm, Lin Fengjin was already on his way to Wude Academy.
These two people promoted one thing among the tribe, which was to follow the old example of the story told by Lin Fengjin.
They gathered together the prisoners of war captured in the past year. They divided them into groups to build the city, and then told them that lots would be drawn every ten days. They asked the tribal nobles before these prisoners of war to use chisels to nail a certain section of the city wall, nailed it in, and built it.
The people on that section of the wall were dead. If they couldn't be nailed in, they would die.
When Lin Fengjin learned about this incident from the letter sent by the caravan, he realized that he was beyond his reach and could not stop it at all. At least sixty-three people had died under this cruel system.
And he also discovered that the people in Sanlibu were not blindly cruel. The prisoners of war who built the city were treated quite well, and when the wall they built couldn't even be hammered in with a chisel, the group of prisoners of war who built the wall there were
Not only were they rewarded with roasted whole sheep and strong wine, but they were also promised freedom after the city wall was built.
"These guys are really good at drawing inferences from one instance." Thinking of these things, Lin Fengjin couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Then he saw a group of people who came to greet him. At that moment, Lin Fengjin mercilessly pulled out Langtu and Chibili and cursed them. Both of them were kicked hard.
A few feet.
Although Lang Tu and Chi Bili didn't think it was a big deal to kill dozens of prisoners, and if someone else were to beat and scold them, these two people would jump up and fight with white knives in and red knives out, but since
It was Lin Fengjin who wanted to deal with the two of them, so he had to endure it silently without daring to say anything.
Not to mention anything else, looking at the attendants nearby, there were even a lot of people with envious eyes. In their eyes, being able to be kicked out by the master a few times, pulled out and scolded, that was all
It's a very honorable thing.
After a while, Lang Tu and Chi Bili bared their teeth and limped back to the tent with support. Lang Tu sucked in the cold air and applied the medicinal wine on his body, and couldn't help but said:
"Young Master's foot strength has increased a lot. It's all your fault. I just told you to kill a few less people. You insist on killing them all."
Chi Bili stared at the bow he placed on the tables next to him. This bow was none other than the divine bow Feng Khan that Linde gave him before his death. After a long time, Chi Bili finally
whispered:
"The burden Er Jian has given me is too heavy, and his expectations of me are too high. I can't wait to be in a hurry."
Langtu laughed loudly:
"What do you want so much for? As long as you are loyal to the young master, no matter how wrong we do in other things, he will tolerate us."
Chibili said curiously:
"Young master is as deep as the abyss, how do you understand him so well?"
Wolf was stunned, shook his head and said:
"I don't know. But just now I felt that the young master was really angry and angry because of the more than sixty prisoners who died."
Chibili said:
"What do you mean?"
Langtu said casually:
"These more than sixty prisoners and the Young Master have never even met each other. The Young Master can care about their lives so much. So, the Young Master must care more about the lives of those of us who are willing to die for him."
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Chi Bili suddenly froze, looking at him for a long time as if it was the first time he met Langtu, then sighed, shook his head and said with a bitter smile:
"I'm not as good as you."
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After visiting the current situation of Wuzuo City, Lin Fengjin felt very satisfied. Both the bastions on both sides and the scale of the double city walls were carefully designed. During the construction, many people from the Sanli tribe
They all thought it was a bit troublesome. Once the foundation was laid and the city walls gradually erected, those different voices immediately turned into praise.
From Lin Fengjin's point of view, if this already large-scale city can be completely repaired, then it will take at least half a year to defend the fortified city and add five-masted ships on both sides to harass it.
, as for the troops invested, it is absolutely impossible to be less than 100,000!
Wuzuo City, surrounded by the sea on three sides, can only deploy troops in the extremely narrow area of more than 20 meters at the city gate. People are crowded here and rushing upwards. Only five ladders can be placed, but what they have to face is...
They are grassland archers who are commanding from a high position. You can imagine the arrows flying across the sky and the casualties in the mess. Moreover, this is still a grassland, cutting down trees is a big problem, and it is impossible to build siege equipment on the spot.
After seeing Wu Zuocheng, the piers, trestles, and warehouses of the seaside port were also quite complete. Lin Fengjin even saw three restaurants and four inns. These restaurants and inns are often only open when a ship docks at the port.
, after the ship left, they functioned as a warehouse, purchasing some cheap or high-quality leather goods in small quantities, and at the same time selling some luxuries that were not common on the grasslands, such as rouge gouache and fine Suzhou.
Silk, porcelain that can be called works of art, etc.
Lin Fengjin also asked about ethnic conflicts and found that although there were still certain conflicts, the communication between the two sides was relatively smooth. For the Han merchants who came to do business, they subconsciously regarded Wu Zuocheng as Lin
Feng Jin's private property is equivalent to still doing business with Han people, so he maintains integrity.
For the Sanli tribe, it is very simple for them. Many people in the tribe are Lin Fengjin's fanatical believers. They feel that as long as the young master says and does anything, there is nothing wrong, and Lin Fengjin's requirements are also
It's very simple. If we don't bully the Han people who come to do business, the Han people can't bully us either. Therefore, under the example of these fanatical believers and the promotion of the senior officials of the Sanli Department, these things are not resisted by the tribesmen. Occasionally there are some voices of opposition.
, but they were all lost in the days that were getting better and better and smoother.