I have long expected such a thing to happen, and I know that people who are used to hard times value food. Yang Chendong had relevant orders early in the morning. When he looked at the scene of someone hiding food in the barracks, he sighed and walked towards a temporary platform in the camp.

While walking, the farewell face was still ugly.

I think there are often various forces on the grassland, such as the leader and the big man. They are either brave, cunning, or in balance. But no matter which leader, they have not changed the fact that they solve the problem of food and clothing for the people.

On the grassland, the more we fight, the poorer we are, and the fewer people we fight, so we can't help but loot. If the Han people in the central plains are bullied, they can barely get half full. Once the Han people are strong, they can only run away with their tail.

Think about how sad it is. It's better to follow the sixth young master. Although the other party is not Mongolian, he is the only one who can make Mongolian people eat enough and not starve. He can make Mongolian people wear clothes and not suffer from cold. He can also let Mongolian people live in the city and have something to do. He doesn't need to live in licking blood every day.

In that case, why not sell your life to the sixth young master? What we pursue and need can be met by others. It's not like that some people have to emphasize what golden blood means. Can we live a better life with such blood?

Countless beliefs flashed in my heart. I have made up my mind to follow Yang Chendong to the end. Not only him, he will persuade more people. If he used to serve in the five-star army to repay Yang Chendong's kindness, now he is serving wholeheartedly for a better life and future.

On the high platform, leaving this moment is like a different person, standing high, and his voice is also transmitted to the four directions with the help of a simple horn. "Brothers, I have lived a hard life like everyone else and deeply understand what you are doing now. However, the commander still wants to say that there will be a war soon. Hiding the food will be bad for the next action. Believe me, put those things down and eat them into my stomach. As long as we can win the war next, there are many good things, You'll eat it until the day you vomit. "

"What? Eat to vomit?" a group of Mongolian Knights shook their heads in disbelief. In his opinion, can you eat enough good food? Bullshit. As for spitting out, what a waste, it is shameful and will be reviled by the people.

I looked at the soldiers with understanding eyes. I didn't have such an idea of farewell before. But the original doubt really became a reality. For a while, he was tired of eating canned meat. Although he didn't spit much, it was unimaginable in the past.

Being able to understand the soldiers' ideas, he said with empathy, "our commander knows everyone's ideas, but the facts will prove who is right and who is wrong. Next, let's talk about the standard of military merit. Those who get the first level in the battlefield will be rewarded with 20 yuan, those who get the second level will be rewarded with 50 yuan, plus a can of meat and those who get the third level..."

For people who suffer from hunger all year round, nothing is more tempting to them than food. It's far better than high-ranking officials and high salaries. I don't know how much. It's something I can really see and touch.

"Those who capture one person will be rewarded with twenty Chinese yuan plus one or two refined salt; those who capture two people will be rewarded with fifty Chinese yuan plus one meat can; those who capture three people will be rewarded..." take the prepared articles of association and don't continue to read aloud. These rewards are very edible, such as salt, sugar, iron pot, canned meat, rice grain including down jacket. As long as you make great achievements in the battlefield, After the first World War, we will certainly get very rich.

The soldiers below listened quietly. After learning that the rewards were so diverse, many people looked forward to the color of expectation on their faces. Some people have even begun to consider whether he should kill more people or capture more people in the next war? It seems that the reward for catching alive is more generous.

The enthusiasm of the Mongolian army, which has just been incorporated and has not had time to fully adapt, was mobilized. There is no need to do any ideological work or hold any meeting to remember the bitterness and sweetness. It is already a great stimulus to take out the prizes and put them together for the soldiers to watch.

When the required items are well placed in front of us, and there are still a lot of them, all the soldiers are excited. They have looked at the items they need, and summed up how to perform in the next war, so as to achieve their own goals.

This is the power of capital, which is the human potential stimulated by material needs.

Looking at this scene, I don't want to say goodbye and deeply believe that next, I'm afraid I don't have to say anything, and everyone will go all out. All he needs to do is pray for the enemy.

At nine o'clock in the morning, that is, at dusk in ancient times, 100000 Mongolian troops went out of the camp and began to lay in front of the array and prepare for the attack.

In contrast, the side in charge of defense has long been in full readiness. From a distance, the crowd in front of new Sarai city is black and black. It is impossible to count how many tribes and soldiers there are with the naked eye.

In such a big battle, even in the face of the rising principalities of Russia, the golden tent Khanate was not so grand. Only once, they have regarded the five-star army as their strongest opponent.

It can also be seen that there are dozens of artillery standing on the wall of new Sarai City, and someone is busy there. Obviously, this should have just been erected to block the offensive launched by the five-star army.

"Hum." Yang Er saw the dozens of guns with a telescope, and his eyes showed disdain. Compared with artillery, the other side is grandson. In his eyes, the erection of these artillery is a target that can be attacked at any time. It is completely a dead target. It is really meaningless.

Around the artillery, a group of dignitaries of the golden tent Khanate were standing there. The so-called climbing high and looking far, these dignitaries appear here as if they were the masters of the war.

"Take a look, is there anything you are familiar with?" Yang Chendong also noticed the changes in the city building, and handed the telescope to general gley, who had finished the persuasion work.

After holding out his hands and respectfully taking over the telescope, gray looked up with a trace of excitement. He has long heard of this artifact that can be easily seen thousands of meters away. This is the first time to use it. It is not only a little excited and nervous.

After a long time, I became familiar with the usage. Then when I looked up the wall, I said excitedly, "see, I saw the sweat on the tower."

"Uhama?" Yang Chendong was interested as soon as he heard the sound of sweating.

"Yes, it's uhama." glee's face turned red and embarrassed. He had forgotten that he was no longer a member of the golden tent khanate, and the sweat was just out of habit.

"Ha ha, very good." Yang Chendong became excited when he heard that uhama was on the tower. If the big boss of the other party can be solved in the war, it will be easier to fight this war.

After a visual inspection, it's at least six miles away. The musket can't hit it. Even though the field artillery can reach, it will inevitably have limited power. In this way, once it fails to hit, the other party will escape and miss the great opportunity.

"Well, inform Yang Er to use mortars. You must hit the right target. I'll solve the biggest problem with one shot. In addition, inform Tianyu to take off and attract the opponent's attention." Yang Chendong quickly had a plan in his mind and told him at once.

This time, in order to clean up the golden account of the khanate, Yang Chendong sent a telegram to let the air force of chixian city rush over.

Compared with the poverty when the air force was first established, there was nothing. Now the air force has formed its own army, although it is unable to build real aircraft for them to use as a platform. But there is no problem with the control of hot-air balloons, hydrogen balloons and individual parachutes. It can also complete the ability to launch gunpowder attacks from high altitude to land.

At this time, commander Tianyu was checking the soldiers' equipment at the rear of the army

For a long time, the air force is like a deaf ear decoration. The air has its name, but there is no reality. Therefore, Tianyu always has a feeling that she can't lift her head. In particular, the money pulled by the city hall to the air force every year is a huge expenditure, and he feels great pressure.

Fortunately, no matter how others treat them, the sixth young master continues to support him. He really wants money, people and technology.

After receiving all-round support, Tianyu had already held his breath. Since he had made great achievements in calming xiaoryukyu Island, he firmly believed in the idea that the air force would be a powerful arm, and then worked hard day and night. Next, one difficulty after another was broken by him.

The direction of the hot-air balloon, the load, the height stability, the accuracy after dropping the explosive, including when to blow it up, the degree of accuracy, and so on. There are also higher hydrogen balloons and individual parachutes that can fly, how to carry out activities and reconnaissance behind the enemy, and so on.

Over the years, problems have been solved one after another, and then solved again. Until now, basically all the problems encountered have been solved, and the exercises have been carried out many times. Now there is only one real combat experience.