More than seven hundred slaves worked under Zhou Qingfeng for a month. Everyone had a common understanding, and that was that this young 'Chief' was a good person without a temper. Under the great waves of sand washing, some people were grateful, but many people slacked off and didn't know how to be respectful.
Zhou Qingfeng gave enough positive incentives to the slaves, but violent punishments were rare, and the most serious was just a criticism. Criticism was useful for people who valued face, but it had no effect on many slaves who didn't even know what human dignity was.
Zhou Qingfeng also said many times to get rid of the 'laggards'. At first, some people were afraid, but after a long time, they didn't care. Many people felt that they were getting stronger and stronger, and should be more important. As a result, nearly 400 'laggards' were replaced in one breath.
During the exchange, many people felt regret. They knew how fierce their original master was, but no matter how they cried and begged, it was useless. Zhou Qingfeng's decisiveness scared the rest of the slaves out of their wits. After all, no one was willing to go to hell after going to heaven.
The name 'laggards' became a kind of curse overnight, and none of Zhou Qingfeng's slaves were willing to wear this name. This invisible spur forced them to tighten their heartstrings and work harder to accept Zhou Qingfeng's education and reform.
Don't raise trash – this was the basic requirement of Zhou Qingfeng's current slave training. He even abandoned some of the Han slaves because some of them were too stubborn. No matter how hard he tried to teach them, it would be a waste of energy. It was a pure waste of educational resources.
After a large number of people were replaced, the number of slaves under Zhou Qingfeng rose to more than 1,300, which was quite a large number. These people spread out enough to fill a football field, and how to manage them became a problem.
In order to strengthen the ruling and management ability, Zhou Qingfeng specially set up a site management office. He selected some of the more capable slaves to focus on training as management, and even forced the painter Cai Zhiwei to be his secretary, just like how he forced Wang Kunpeng.
With a management office of more than ten people, Zhou Qingfeng assigned the slaves who had received a month of training and were of higher quality as the backbone of the grassroots to command more than a thousand new slaves. For these new sick and weak slaves, he already had a set of standard procedures for taking care of them.
All the rookies had to shave their heads, take hot baths, and drink medicine with berberine added. Berberine came from a hospital in the Space-Time Island. To be exact, it was half a hospital. There were a lot of medical drugs and equipment inside. There were many things that Zhou Qingfeng did not understand, but berberine, which was used to treat diarrhea and had a certain antibacterial effect, could be used boldly.
In this day and age, if one really got a serious illness, one would not be able to withstand it and would die very quickly. On the contrary, it was some minor illnesses such as diarrhea that could cause them to suffer. Berberine was just the right remedy. After taking the medicine and observing them for a night, they could start eating wild vegetable and fish porridge the next day.
More than a thousand mouths almost emptied all of Zhou Qingfeng's food reserves in an instant, but the new slaves who had recovered could start doing some light manual labor — Zhou Qingfeng had created the iron furnace and was promoted to Baylor by Uța, so he was rewarded with a large piece of land in the mountains. More than a thousand people went into the mountains to hunt and gather, which could also relieve the food pressure to a certain extent.
Although Zhou Qingfeng's Manchu was still not very good, it was enough for him to give orders. Therefore, after the initial training, Zhou Qingfeng began to divide the work among these people. Those who were smart and could learn Manchu were to do technical work; those who were not smart but had a better physique were to be released from work to form an armed force; those who were average in everything could only do manual labor or wait to be eliminated.
"This is almost one-tenth of the population of Herkulen." Zhou Qingfeng was quite pleased to be able to have such a force in just one and a half months. He built a simple office at the construction site, and after nightfall, he sat at the table with an oil lamp and sorted out the personnel list. Just as he was feeling happy, he was suddenly shocked, and his hair stood on end.
Zhou Qingfeng quickly got up and flashed the Saber of Light in his hand. He saw a tall figure standing in the dark outside the office window, laughing coldly and saying, "You were only alerted when I released my killing intent and got within ten feet of you. If someone wants to assassinate you, you're dead. "
Seeing that it was Chu Ying outside the window, Zhou Qingfeng heaved a sigh of relief. "Big Baylor, don't play this game. My heart is about to jump out of my throat. "
"Game?" Chu Ying sneered and said, "Do you think that all these years, the Jurchen tribes have only fought openly? Wrong, there have been countless assassinations in private. If my father knows that you are smelting iron in Herkulen, he will definitely send people to kill you at all costs. But you are still very weak, so it is too easy to kill you. Just Da 'erhan, who is by Abahai's side, can easily take your life. "
When he said this, Zhou Qingfeng felt a chill in his heart. He was no longer an insignificant little flag, but a weight that could not be ignored on the scale of war. He hurriedly asked Chu Ying, "Big Baylor, what advice do you have for coming here at night?"
For the past month, Chu Ying had been teaching Zhou Qingfeng every night until he was exhausted. But the effect was still quite obvious. Every night, Zhou Qingfeng had been teaching Zhou Qingfeng moves until he was exhausted. But the effect was still quite obvious. Zhou Qingfeng's thrust could be considered to have reached a higher level. From simple to complex, it relied on strength and speed to break through the enemy's defense.
Zhou Qingfeng also combined this move with his own goat puppet, using the suddenness and strangeness of the 'Goat Jump' to strengthen the thrust. Even Chu Ying felt that this idea was quite good. Tonight, when Chu Ying came, Zhou Qingfeng felt that the other party should be teaching him something new. He was quite looking forward to what new moves he could learn.
Chu Ying pondered for a while and said, "I know very few spells, not as many as the cultivators of the Central Plains. My fighting skills are also trained on the battlefield, so I can't teach them. I do have an amazing archery skill, but …. " He paused for a while and said, "We are going to war soon, among the soul spells, the path of military formations is the most useful. But soul spells are not my forte. "
Chu Ying was good at fighting by cutting and blocking, he was a fierce general who charged and broke through enemy lines. Commanding troops and formations was not his forte, but in this aspect, the wild boar skin was better.
On one hand, it was his personal archery skill, and on the other hand, it was the battle formation on the battlefield. Zhou Qingfeng hesitated for a while and said, "Archery can be discussed later, let's learn the path of military formations using soul spells."
Back in the Guo family's study in Fu Shun, Zhou Qingfeng had seen the book on the path of military formations. But the puppet bird 'Flat Hair' kept a close eye on him, so he had no way to get in touch with it. He could only copy the book to understand it. Thinking that his goal was to conquer the world, now that there was a chance, it was better to learn it.
Chu Ying also nodded. "One of the benefits of learning soul spells is that you can gather the power of others for your own use. As long as you are in a battle formation, you will have eyes and ears everywhere, and it will be difficult for others to assassinate you. Even if you are in a military camp, it is best to use it to save your life. It is said that when you reach the ninth level of soul, you can become the ruler of a country and command billions of people. "
"Big Bei Lei, what level are you at?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
"I was originally able to reach the fifth level of Divine Soul, but after being imprisoned for two years, I have already fallen back to the second level of Divine Soul. I no longer have the strength to command an army." Chu Ying had always been proud and arrogant, but he couldn't fake his cultivation. When talking about his cultivation declining, he felt hatred in his heart and cursed Nurhachi.
Zhou Qingfeng listened and became excited. He hurriedly said, "I haven't chosen which path I will major in. Now that I think about it, I will major in the soul."
Chu Ying sneered and said, "No one has ever major in the soul, only in the muscles and bones or blood. Soul spells strengthen the mind. The first level is to control ten people to be your slaves, ordering them to work, to do business, to fight.
Every time you go up a level, the number of people you control will increase by ten times. Let's not talk about where you can find so many people. Even if you have so many people, if you don't give them good food, drink, and take care of them, they will naturally be disloyal and even resist. If it is light, they will break free from control and if it is heavy, they will bite you.
My father cultivated to the sixth level of the soul, but only his mind is strong and he can use some special spells. But he never dared to directly control a million people, not even ten thousand people. Because once the mind is connected to ten thousand people, it is like ten thousand people quarreling in your mind at the same time, and your whole brain will explode. I did this before and almost went crazy. "
According to Chu Ying, the military path of soul spells was very risky. If you were not careful, you could go crazy and become schizophrenic. Since ancient times, countless talented people had practiced spells, but there were only a few who had reached great success in the path of the soul.
"Go and call ten slaves, I will show you the soul control technique." Chu Ying brought Zhou Qingfeng to an open space and pulled over ten trembling slaves. Then, he waved his hand and shouted, "Look at me."
The ten slaves trembled and couldn't help but look at Chu Ying.
Zhou Qingfeng deliberately opened his Third Eye to take a closer look. He saw ten thin lines from Chu Ying's hand and went into the ten slaves' heads. The ten poor guys immediately stood still like puppets, and after a while, they began to tremble as if they had epilepsy. After trembling for a while, they finally calmed down.
These ten slaves were the construction site guards arranged by Zhou Qingfeng, and each of them held a wooden spear in their hand. After being controlled by Chu Ying, their eyes were all blank, but at the same time, they gripped their spears and charged at Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng was shocked. Chu Ying shouted, "Come, let's try this ten-man formation."
The ten people charged, and their auras were connected as one. When they stepped forward in unison, there was even a stream of green gas rising from the parallel formation. Zhou Qingfeng's expression immediately turned serious. He also grabbed a wooden spear and used the move that he had practiced in the past month, "Sudden Stab", to collide with the spear formation. He believed that with the strength and speed he had practiced for a month, it should be easy for him to break this simple spear formation.
When the two collided, something unexpected happened!
Zhou Qingfeng's wooden spear was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to block the wooden spear that was facing him. According to the coherent movements that he had formed after repeated practice, this block and stab were as natural as breathing. With one move, he could pierce through the enemy in front of him. But when his spearhead hit the green gas rising from the formation of ten people opposite him, it was as if it had hit an invisible barrier, and the whole force of the impact was offset.
Zhou Qingfeng felt as if he had hit a wall. The spearhead was blocked by the green gas, and he had to stop. But the door in front of him was wide open, and the ten wooden spears on the opposite side fiercely stabbed in front of him like poisonous snakes.
After practicing hard for a month, he couldn't even resist a single move.
Zhou Qingfeng froze in place, looking at the spearhead that stopped in front of his chest, cold sweat dripping down his back. He immediately asked Chu Ying, "This green gas that blocked my spearhead, was it your technique, or …"
"It was the power of this formation, the bravery that I forced out of the hearts of these ten slaves," Chu Ying coldly shouted, "If the soldiers on the battlefield want to live, they have to form a formation. And as long as the formation is strong and tenacious, it is not impossible to kill a general. This is the power of soul power, the way of military formations. Do you want to learn? "
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