It was easy to make mistakes in this matter. Only those who were meticulous and determined could do it.
If it was done well, it would be a great plus.
The things at the beginning were not complicated. Wei Ci could handle it with his current physical condition. When the workload increased in the future, his body would probably recover …
More importantly, she felt that Wei Ci could be trusted. He had the ambition to rule the world. Money could not blind him.
Wei Ci accepted it without hesitation. He was thinking of formulating a relatively complete compensation process. "I will not let you down."
Combining the experience from his previous life and the analysis and improvement in this life, he felt that he was the most suitable person to do this.
"Yes, remember to get Xiaoyu to approve the 20,000 strings of coins."
"Yes."
Jiang Pengji did not value money. She often used her private treasury as the public treasury and left it to the accountant to manage.
Xu Ke did not know whether to laugh or cry at her attitude.
Throughout the ages, which leader did not use the public treasury as his private treasury? His lord was capricious and reversed the roles.
It was reasonable that Jiang Pengji did not feel distressed about the money. It came from the strong wind. Why would she feel distressed?
Speaking of which, the North borderline had already sold four batches of glass. Jiang Pengji felt that she could slow down and whet the appetite of the fat sheep.
After the first month, the weather was still so cold. The entire Xiangyang district had an atmosphere of impending war.
The people faintly felt that the atmosphere was subtle. The government office was busy again.
As the saying goes, before the troops and horses move, the provisions and fodder go first. War was not only a contest of military strength, tactics, and wisdom, but also a contest of financial resources and logistics.
Rations and fodder, horses, siege equipment, armors, weapons … Every one of them burned money!
Especially defensive armors and weapons used in war, they cost a lot of money.
Jiang Pengji could not let her soldiers go to the battlefield in plain clothes and holding a wooden spear!
That was not a battlefield. It was queuing up to talk to the King of Hell. It was sending the enemy's head!
Jiang Pengji heard the statistics in the account book given by Xu Ke and secretly said, "Poor."
If she could make armor here …
Jiang Pengji squinted her eyes and thought of the plan she made when she first came to Xiangyang district … Xiangyang district was very likely to contain iron ore.
However, whether the iron ore was real or not was her personal judgment. She could not be completely sure.
Once she had some free time, she planned to bring some people to investigate. If there really was an iron mine, it would save a lot of money.
After the long winter training, the new soldiers had already adapted to the heavy training. Coupled with the ample food and water supply, not only did the soldiers not lose weight, but they also became stronger. The old clothes that originally fit them seemed a little tight on their bodies.
Before, he couldn't even carry a load for three to five miles, but now he could carry a log and run a round trip.
Therefore, a person's potential was like a sponge that could be squeezed out with some squeezing.
There was no need to be lenient when it came to training these burly male soldiers. As long as they didn't die, then they would work them to death.
Not only did the recruits and veterans have to undergo all kinds of physical training, but they also had to practice military formations.
In ancient times, the methods of transmitting information were too backward, especially in a place like a battlefield that was constantly changing. Military formations could maximize the effectiveness of the soldiers' cooperation in battle, such as cutting the enemy's formation, surrounding them, outflanking them, and strategically retreating …
All these required extremely strong execution. Jiang Pengji would not allow even one deserter from her army.
As long as you're told to charge, you'll have to do it no matter what.
If you were told to retreat, even if the enemy's head was in your hands, you couldn't be greedy for the spoils of battle.
They had to follow orders strictly and strictly.
Over and over, they had to repeat it in a dull manner until they developed a reflexive reaction that could immediately act when they heard orders.
After the first month of the lunar year, the people in the men's camp clearly felt that the atmosphere was much more solemn than before.
Their training was enhanced and their meals were better.
The sky was pitch black. As soon as the military camp's whistle sounded, the soldiers had to get up and put on their clothes as quickly as possible and gather at the drill ground.
In the beginning, most of the soldiers couldn't do it.
After a long time, those who couldn't do it before could also do it.
Of course, there was another important reason why they would put in so much effort in training. They were stimulated by the hundreds of female soldiers in the women's camp.
Ever since the mocking incident in the recruit camp, Jiang Pengji would post an explanation notice every few days.
The people of Xiangyang District were skeptical at the beginning, but they became skeptical later on. Some families felt that the girls were a hindrance, so they made up their minds and sent the more cumbersome girls at home to the women's camp. The number of people in the women's camp slowly increased to 600, finally reaching the expected number.
Jiang Pengji didn't let others take over the training of the women's camp. Instead, she took the field herself.
Upon seeing the situation, Xu Ke secretly shed tears of sympathy for the young ladies in the women's camp.
He was one of the few people who knew about his lord's ability to "ruthlessly destroy flowers."
As expected, the people in the women's camp who were looked down upon by the outside world and even had a contemptuous attitude officially ushered in a hellish life.
The training load was only 20% less than that of the male soldiers. For these thin and weak girls, it was cruel!
Jiang Pengji was usually easy to talk to, but once she entered the instructor mode, unless the female soldiers couldn't stand the exhaustion and fainted, or there were other unavoidable circumstances, she wouldn't show any mercy at all.
As long as they were awake, as long as their noses could still breathe, even if they had to crawl, they had to crawl on the ground to the finish line.
The viewers in the streaming room couldn't take it anymore. Streamer, if you treat cute girls like this, be careful of the wrath of the heavens.
Streamer V: "When I entered the military school at the age of five or six, the training I went through was heavier than this." In today's world, cute girls are used to be bullied. Without the ability to protect themselves, they can only become the playthings of others. If you pity them, it's not love but harm. If they suffer a little now, they will suffer less in the future. I love them, do you understand?
If you love them, then train them to their death. "
This was Jiang Pengji's consistent dogma.
Laosiji Lianmeng: "Children don't understand the streamer's love, but they will understand in the future."
Qizhaobupoba: "Although it's a little distressing, what the streamer said is also right. In troubled times, no one can protect anyone." If they don't want to be treated as a reproduction machine, an item to be bought and sold, or a reserve of food, these girls can only rely on themselves to work hard. Looking at the content of the streaming, almost all of them cried when they were kidnapped by their families. They were obviously abandoned by their families. Even if they didn't suffer with the streamer, they would still be tortured at home. "
Jintian Sangeng: "I hope they can learn something from the streamer. No matter how weak a grass is, it can still overcome the oppression of a stubborn rock."
A group of girls ranging in age from 13 to 16 cried miserably while gritting their teeth to train.
Long-distance running with weights was fine. They could still dawdle and slack off for a while on the way.
Weapon training was miserable. If one's posture was not standard, Jiang Pengji would use a rolled up whip to help correct it. Her attitude was extremely strict.
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