total war broken

Chapter 180 Valhalla and Faith
The next morning, Xiaochuan got up early. He didn't care about the lottery. Instead, he got up first and prepared to go to the ancestral hall, the place where sacrifices were held, and then to see the new army.

The things in the fortress are also overwhelming like a mountain, the most important thing is farming, my soldiers are all elite soldiers, and there are places where I need to spend money everywhere, Beidou has reached the point of self-sufficiency relying on the spicy pot, But it is necessary to sprinkle some money every month.

There are also in various villages, custom-made various military uniforms, ordnance money, and system money, plus various development, recuperation, and the current two thousand soldiers are still the result of the fact that the system arms do not need wages. Development, everything is development, this time I have already occupied all the villages near Qianhusuo, radiated, and the fortress itself has become a large town. The money made by Soap is only enough to support two thousand soldiers. Only now does Xiaochuan know that those who crossed Xiaochuan The thousands of troops and horses on the moving axis are all deceptive.

Xiaochuan's soldiers are all elite soldiers, so this kind of consumption is naturally greater. If it is an ordinary household, it will be difficult to train 100 people, and no one knows the blood.But it is necessary to find other ways to make money besides soap.

Waking up early, Xiangyi has already gone to the civil affairs hall to handle government affairs. The breakfast in the morning is made by Mrs. Chu. Looking at the mature charm, and the beautiful and youthful young lady, mother and daughter, the breakfast cooked by the two of them is not bad. .

However, the eldest lady still looked reluctant, obviously still stuck in her eldest lady's concept, and it would take some time to change.

She prepared a white gown early, and Mrs. Chu on the side helped her put on her hat. A fresh fragrance wafted in, and she suddenly felt relaxed and happy, and said: "Mrs. Chu, you don't have to do this, just let Nicole and the others do some things."

"My family is a survivor, and I have been taken care of by my son. These are what my family should do." Mrs. Chu said with a slight smile, her big jewel-like eyes were full of spontaneity.The eldest lady on the side pouted, holding a coat in her hand.

"Well..." Xiao Chuan didn't speak, but took the two of them to the Martyrs' Shrine. This is the purpose of today. First, he went to pay homage to the fallen soldiers, and then went to the barracks to train and reorganize the new army and strengthen the begging army.

After the system is upgraded, and the affairs in the fortress have been dealt with, it is time to go to the Qingzhou Guard to lead your new forces. When the time comes to occupy the place of the Qingzhou Guard and radiate around, you can really increase the number of soldiers you raise!Otherwise, I can only start with quality forever.

The mother and daughter of Mrs. Chu are all dressed in white robes, especially Mrs. Chu, she is 35 years old, she is dressed in white robes, her beautiful face has an indescribable repair, like a beautiful lily , the eldest lady on the side seemed to be overwhelmed by her beauty.

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The Martyrs' Shrine was built a few months ago, and the memorial tablets of the soldiers who died in battle were sent here to be worshiped and enjoy incense.

This gray-white building has a kind of seriousness. The door plaque on the outside is written with the three characters of Martyr's Shrine, silkworm head and swallow tail, and the brushwork of broken roots. It was written by Huang Chunsheng. He is a master of official script. Walking in, there is a unique kind of After smelling the fragrance, both the young ladies behind them felt a sense of solemnity they had never experienced before!

Inside is a huge hall. On that wall, there are more than 300 memorial tablets enshrined. Green smoke curls up from the side, which is indescribably majestic and solemn.

On one side were the crowd who came to offer incense, some of them were family members of the fallen soldiers, weeping loudly, the crying was so painful that others couldn't help but burst into tears.Cigarettes curled up, sobs whispered.

It was also the first time for the eldest lady to come to this kind of place, and she was very unfamiliar with the solemn atmosphere, and she clutched her mother's hands tightly.

A beautiful woman with a four or five-year-old child with a thick head and a thick head. She knelt on the ground, looked at one of the signs, and stubbornly refused to let herself shed tears. Big one." Her heart was full of grief.

"It's Daddy's name." The four or five-year-old boy only knew two words, which was his father's name. When he saw it now, his big eyes flashed with doubts.

"Hu'er" the woman's eyes were full of mist, trying not to let herself cry, said: "Hu'er, you will go to the barracks to serve as a soldier like your father in the future, and be an upright man."

Hu Er asked strangely: "Where is Daddy?" The woman couldn't bear it any longer and started to cry.People nearby couldn't help crying.I really don't know how this woman will live in the future.

The eldest lady at the side was surprised, and said: "You, your husband has passed away, do you still want your son to go to war?" She wondered in her heart, she didn't understand what this woman was thinking, how would she live her life after that day!
"I'm not willing either." There was a trace of unspeakable reluctance in the woman's eyes, and she touched her son's head, and the tiger-headed child immediately showed a happy smile, and said: "But only by serving as a soldier can you get ahead and be a good boy." An indomitable man! I can't restrict his future!"

Hearing her words, the eldest lady didn't believe her at all, and said: "Be a soldier." She looked at the faces of the people around her, and they all seemed to agree, wondering in her heart, are these people crazy? They are all low-grade, and only those who study are high, and only by studying can they get ahead. They actually chose to become Qiuba!

On the side, Xiao Chuan pulled her back, walked over, and gave it away in his heart, only by raising the status of a soldier can he truly cultivate a martial atmosphere.

"See the lord." The old and weak women and children nearby all retreated spontaneously, kneeling down and saying, Xiao Chuan quickly waved them to stand up.

The eldest lady nearby was even more surprised. These people looked at Xiao Chuan with such respect from the heart. He had never seen any common people show such a look to his father!Madam Chu's big eyes with a hint of sadness were also puzzled.

Bring incense and light it, and come to this tablet, many of the names on the tablet are familiar to me, and some people's faces are still memorized, so that they become ethereal tablets, this kind of feeling is beyond ordinary people's ability The Tao of experience, the superior is used to seeing life and death, and is not afraid of life and death, is it already numb?

The people nearby were all crying, and the tiger-headed child said loudly: "My lord, do you know where my father has gone?" He wondered, calling the lord, that's how everyone called it, maybe he thought Xiao Chuan's name was the lord.

"Him?" Xiaochuan didn't know how to answer his question. There was silence for a while. Mrs. Chu said: "Your father has gone to a far away place. You can only go to him after you grow into a man."

The child yelled happily and fell into his mother's arms.

Xiao Chuan whispered to Mrs. Chu beside him, "Thank you, otherwise I really don't know what to say!" Wiping the sweat stains on his head.

Madam Chu looked at the young man beside her with a smile and said, "It's all right."

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A familiar voice came from the side of "Master", but it was Wang Heng. He was dressed in plain robes and Xiao Chuan said respectfully: "Mr. Taiming"

Wang Heng was also wearing a long black gown. He and Xiao Chuan re-burned incense, and the two walked to the street again. Mrs. Chu and her daughter had already returned home.

"Mr. Taiming!" Xiao Chuan made a series, very respectful, the last victory was because the old man in front of him planned a strategy and won a thousand miles, otherwise he would not know how to deal with the group of Japanese pirates at this moment.

"Master" Wang Heng returned the salute, and the two of them were walking on this street, with rows of streets on both sides. He slowly glanced at the ancestral hall in the distance, his eyes were deep, and said: "Master, just now I saw something in the future of the lord. Urgent matter!"

"What's the matter?" Xiao Chuan was surprised and didn't understand what Wang Heng meant.

"My lord, what do you think of Daming?" Wang Heng didn't say directly, but asked this confusing question.

"Corruption is no longer the Ming Dynasty that expelled the Tartars." Because he is a system figure, he is absolutely loyal to himself, and Xiao Chuan does not shy away from him, but directly says.

"My lord, look at your soldiers. Someday in the future, they will be on your side, or Daming's side." Wang Heng's words were very explicit, but Xiao Chuan was still a little puzzled.

"My lord, have you ever thought about Confucianism and Confucianism for the patriotism you spread for the army's belief in fighting will?" Wang Heng said directly.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Chuan asked, somewhat understanding what Wang Heng meant.

"The king is the country, and the country is the king. If you love the country, you are loyal to the king. Don't make a wedding dress for others in the future!" Wang Heng sighed.

Only then did Xiao Chuan break out in a cold sweat. Yes, faith is really something that cannot be grasped. If his subordinates get this thing, they can have a strong fighting power, and at the same time, they can be used by others to kill themselves in turn!

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　Emotional dramas, why, we just can’t write emotional dramas, once we write, all kinds of shame plays appear in our brains, damn, why, why am I so good at writing shame plays, I can’t write emotional dramas, as expected, single dogs can’t write emotional dramas What about drama, I will learn how to flirt with girls in the future.

　　
　
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