I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

It's just that the shape of the country may be a little rough.

It is a noodle country that is more Chilean than Chile.

But these lands are enough to build Jewish settlements and even establish the Kingdom of Israel.

The settled Jews can build auto parts factories and maintenance stations along the railway, and if they have nothing to do, they can also paint the railway of Daming, and they can also make a living.

Daming is not the United States, and the Jews are even less likely to be Zhu Fugui's father.

On the contrary, Daming is a Jewish father.

To be able to do this and help the Jews to build a country has already done their best.

In the future, whether the Jews will be pulled or beaten, or left to fend for themselves, depends on their own performance.

In later generations, many Chinese were deceived by the information from the media controlled by Jewish capital, and always thought that the Jews were also a fighting nation, and it would be easy for one country to single out a dozen countries.

But in fact, if Europe and the United States hadn't stood up for them, they would have been slaughtered countless times.

In several Middle East wars, once Israel is on the verge of subjugation, you can enter the cheat code "whoisyourdaddy", and then you will be invincible in place and immune to physical magic.

Who can beat him?

Today is the Ming version of Israel. If a Jew encounters such a situation, he can also type in "Whoisyourdaddy", but this sentence is not to ask Americans, but to ask yourself, who is your daddy.

If they are clear-headed, Ming Liangzong's support can arrive at any time.

And they will also serve as Ming's most important nails in the Middle East, firmly controlling the western Mediterranean coast in a belt-like distribution, and remotely controlling the lifeblood of the Gulf oil-producing area.

Chapter 553

Bao Tie'an stood in the snow, wearing wooden snow boots on his feet and heavy labor gloves on his hands, desperately shaking the snow off the resin.

The north wind blows the ground and the white grass turns, and Hu Tian snows in August.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.

Snow in the Western Regions not only falls in autumn, but also in early spring.

"Teacher Bao, be careful, let us do such rough things!"

A few young soldiers ran over with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and dug Bao Tie'an out of the falling snow.

These soldiers were Sanxiang children brought over from Hunan by the Western Chu Army.

Before joining the army, they have been farming for generations, and the meat they have eaten all their lives may not weigh even a catty.

So they are not tall, and wearing old-fashioned military padded jackets with bulging bags, they look quite naive.

Bao Tie'an patted the snow off his body, grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed his face.

"happy!"

Turning his head, he patted the boys on the shoulders and asked with concern, "Winter in Hunan isn't so cold, is it? Oh, no, it's spring now, can you hold on?"

Zeng Dalong was the youngest among several soldiers, Bao Tie'an's gaze stayed on his immature face a little longer, and he stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes.

"Director Bao, we are not cold! We used to wear clothes that were not so warm. Look, the clothes are full of white cotton!"

Although Zeng Dalong's surname is Zeng, he may have some distant relatives with the Zeng brothers, but he has long been indifferent. At least three generations of his family have been tenants, and he has never heard of any rich relatives helping him.

In his memory, every winter, some people in the village would freeze their hands and feet, or even freeze to death. In the spring of the next year, it will be even more difficult when there is no harvest.

I have persisted in those days, how can I not persist in the days of wearing cotton jackets and drinking mutton soup and rice?

If there is mutton soup and rice to eat every day, why can't we persist in fighting Lao Maozi and Hu Hu for a lifetime?

"Warm up!"

Bao Tie'an squeezed the boys' thick clothes and said with a smile, "Do you know how these cottons come from?"

"I know, I know, Long Live Lord captured Red Neck, and Red Neck captured Kunlun slaves, and planted them in Minglijian's back garden!"

A few young men rushed to answer each other.

When there is nothing to do, the military instructors and imperial trainers of the Royal Army will tell them the story of the emperor Zhu Fugui who was invincible in North America on a white horse with a silver gun.

Bao Tie'an is an old man in the Royal Army.

This "old" refers to not only seniority, but also oldness in the literal sense.

When Bao Tie'an was in his 20s, he followed Lao Jiang Chen Huacheng and fought bloody battles at the Wusong Fort in the First Opium War.

Later, with his rich artillery experience, he joined the Royal Army in the second year of Dewu, when he was 46 years old.

However, no matter how rich the experience is, it is the experience of the red-clothed cannon after all.

Bao Tie'an barely followed the regularization process of the Ming Dynasty Artillery through studying at night school.

It's a pity that people in their 50s are not the golden age for learning after all.

After the end of the Second Ming-French War, Bao Tie'an applied to the organization and retired from the post of commander of the artillery battalion of the Dingguo Army.

Such an experienced old comrade is a precious asset. Bao Tie'an also has a restless temper. He voluntarily asked to be transferred to a political post and became an emperor's trainer who promoted the emperor's civil, political, martial arts, and military and political policies.

Now, along with Zhao Xizhu, he came to the vast and vast world of the Western Regions.

From the south of the Yangtze River to North America, and then to the Western Regions, everything you can see is Han soil. Bao Tie'an has already made plans to be buried outside Yumen Pass.

Together with the soldiers, he cleared an open space and hung white sails on two trees. Bao Tie'an wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I'm old, I can't compare to you young people! The future is yours!"

"Teacher Bao...you have won five consecutive Laiyang rocket shooting competitions..."

The young man didn't believe Bao Tie'an's words at all, this bad old man is very bad.

Bao Tie'an said triumphantly: "Hey, I'm a political cadre, shooting rockets is just a hobby! Young people of your generation, keep working hard!"

It is also a crooked way to say it.

In the artillery unit of the regular army of the Ming Dynasty, Bao Tie'an's old experience and old methods have been increasingly marginalized.

The artillery commanders and fighters who graduated from Fengdu Artillery Command Academy and other military academies where Yin Susu worked, or took further training, greatly improved the hit rate of the new artillery.

But in the Western Chu Army, whether it is the gas tank mortar or the Hassan rocket modified by Laiyang steel pipe, they are all powerful enough to be accurate and resigned to fate.

On the contrary, Bao Tie'an felt like a fish in water, and found the feeling of his youth.

Capable of writing and martial arts, he also became the most beloved imperial trainer in the Western Chu Army.

"only……"

Zeng Dalong asked, "Bao Xundao, why did you hang up the white cloth? Brothers have passed their first seven days, do you want to call them back?"

"Ah blah blah blah!"

Bao Tie'an slammed Zeng Dalong on the head with a thump, "Who said this is just doing nothing? Of course, the heroic spirits who died in the battle of conquering Dihua have all entered the Chinese Martyrs' Shrine and will enjoy eternal incense forever. How can a bad old man be recruited back!"

"Then you are?"

Zeng Dalong held his head and asked curiously.

"I just notified you two days ago. Tonight, the screening team from the art troupe came to show a movie in our camp. Don't you keep pestering me to ask, is the movie good? Come and see it for yourself tonight!"

……

the film.

Zeng Dalong had heard of it a long time ago.

It is said that it is the seventh art invented by Long Live God to inspire front-line soldiers, alongside literature, drama, painting, music, dance, and sculpture.

It is said that Long Live Lord was also a poet, a writer and a musician.

Zeng Dalong doesn't know much about poetry and songs, and he can't even read Long Live Lord's novels.

But the movie claims to be able to break any barriers and directly hit people's souls, and Zeng Dalong has long wanted to see it.

When I was in Xi'an before, Lord Long Live came to condolences to the soldiers, so he showed everyone a movie.

It's Zheng Ni, ah no, it's the movie of Guo Xing Ye.

It's a pity that Zeng Dalong perfectly missed the bandits who were suppressing the barbarians in Lingzhou at that time.

I didn't expect to have a chance to see a movie in Dihua at this moment.

This made Zeng Dalong overjoyed.

I just don't know, is it still "National Hero Zhu Chenggong" this time?

……

In the mood of great anticipation, the sky finally gradually dimmed.

It's time for dinner again.

In all fairness, Marshal Zuo treated everyone well in the past.

The food level of the Chu army is similar to that of the Huai army, slightly higher than that of the Hunan army, and much better than that of the green battalion and ordinary people.

At least if you drink porridge, you can find rice grains in the porridge.

If you want to fight the long hair, there will be a few dry meals.

Zeng Dalong once thought that as long as he had white rice to eat, he would be very happy, until Chu Jun's logistics was taken care of by a big brother named Zhu Fugui.

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

Now, Zeng Dalong's esophagus and stomach are already in the shape of Daming.

Never go back.

Of course, it was actually only the shape of Daming that Zeng Dalong thought.

The real Ming Dynasty is actually bigger and more substantial.

But no matter what, compared to the small toothpicks that Marshal Zuo worked so hard to pick out from the Qing court and the squires, it was still much fuller.

In the open-air canteen, what I ate today was stew.

The fat pork head is taken out of the can and thrown into a large pot, together with dehydrated vegetables, stewed with vermicelli until it is soft but not rotten.

Then it is served with a sweet and greasy canned fruit. The thick syrup is combined with yellow peaches or pineapples, making it so sweet that people lose their teeth.

It is said that this is a high-class way of eating passed down from the Royal Army.

But to be honest, Zeng Dalong thinks that Kang Shuaifu Spicy Beef Noodles are more delicious.

Of course, the most delicious thing is mutton soup soaked in rice, sprinkled with a handful of spicy peppers, and sweating all over after eating it in winter, the taste is nothing to mention.

It's a pity that the nutritionist of the Royal Army said that if you want to be healthy, you still need to eat some vegetables and fruits on a regular basis, and you can't eat mutton every day.

Speaking of which, Zeng Dalong still doesn't know what the fruit called pineapple looks like.

Is it similar to peaches, which also grow on trees?

But Zeng Dalong has no time to think about these messy things.

Director Bao already held a loudspeaker to ask everyone to finish eating as soon as possible, and lined up to watch the movie.

You have to line up when you walk, two people in a row and three people in a row. These are also the basic norms passed down from the Royal Army of the Ming Dynasty.

But Bao Xundao said that there is no need to be so strict with the Western Chu Army.

The Royal Army is going to compete with that...and that Angrulu man, as long as the Western Chu Army can beat Hu Hu.

Responsibilities are not high or low, but the division of labor is different.

Zeng Dalong took out a can of spicy peppers from his small Peggy satchel, and sprinkled a big handful on the stewed pork and cabbage vermicelli.

He hesitated.

He sprinkled two more handfuls on the can of pineapple.

Then, he ate dinner with a big mouthful.

……

Zeng Dalong's battalion is at the north gate of Dihua City.

There are ruins everywhere that have been shattered by explosives.

While rushing on the road with the little Maza in his arms, Zeng Dalong accidentally tripped over a steel pipe buried in the snow.

It was dug out from the snow, and the words "Dameng Industrial special water supply pipe, for civilian use only" were still clearly visible on it.