The Emperor is Above

Chapter 137 See if we don't kill them
"Want to fight?"

Everyone in Guqiu was stunned.

Ever since they learned that Qing Yi was granted the title of Guqiu, they knew this day would come.

After arriving at the solitary hill, faced with the dilemma of being isolated and helpless, he took out all his time to practice hard and prepare for this day.

However, no one expected that this day would come so soon. There were still more than two months before the autumn harvest. Before the people of Daze could plunder the capital, they had to first remove Guqiu, the tentacle of Xing State that had penetrated deep into the Daze.

Compared to the others who were stunned, Tu Shigu, who was blinking his eyes, slapped his thigh, with a proud look on his fat face: "Haha, brother has been preparing for this day for a long time, brother, come with me."

"Bang-"

When Chai Yong and Daniu personally pushed open the heavy wooden door of the warehouse, and saw the neatly arranged armors of various colors on the wooden shelves, rows of weapons, hanging strong bows, and arrows piled up into small hills, Qing Yi was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

Tu Shigu patted his round belly and proudly introduced: "How about it, brother, I have been working overtime for the past two months.

Not only have all the crocodile skins previously in stock been tanned and processed, but a lot of them have been hunted in the past two months. Now there are 530 sets of ordinary crocodile leather armor alone.

In addition, there are 120 sets of ninth-grade crocodile armor, 70 sets of eighth-grade crocodile armor, and 13 sets of the fourth-grade crocodile leather armor that were made previously.

There are 733 sets of fine crocodile armor alone. Even the soldiers of the capital city guards do not have such fine equipment."

Tu Shigu seemed particularly proud at this time. It was not because he was arrogant, but because the technicians were particularly confident in their craftsmanship. He was still not satisfied and said with regret,
"It's a pity that there is no wind in the summer, and even if there is wind it is only a breeze. Otherwise, we could build a row of windmills so that we can process weapons quickly.

Fortunately, Chai Yong and his men have helped a lot recently. We have made more than a thousand halberds, spears, halberds and other weapons. Due to the limited materials and craftsmanship, we only have a hundred bows, and only 70,000 arrows have been processed."

Qing Yi looked around the warehouse full of armor, weapons, and bows and arrows, held Tu Shigu's fat hand, and laughed at him: "Brother Shigu, it's enough! This is a feast for the people of Daze."

Then Qing Yi turned to Gongsun Wu and ordered, "Brother Gongsun, gather all the private troops and militia to come to the warehouse to collect armor and weapons."

"Hulala-"

Upon hearing the news, the private armies and militias rushed into the courtyard of the warehouse like the wind. Even the women, children and teenagers in the village came to watch the fun.

Mu Yi, with his wasp waist and broad shoulders, rushed to the front of the line, shouting impatiently, "I've been coveting those crocodile leather armors for a long time, but unfortunately Corporal Tu Shigu insisted that the master preside over the distribution. Now I have finally got my chance."

Chai Yong glared at him fiercely and shouted, "Everyone, hurry up and line up. What's the mess? Have you forgotten your usual training?"

It must be said that Chai Yong is usually responsible for military training and has a high prestige among private armies and militia. More than 170 men quickly lined up in two teams.

Looking at the neatly organized private army and militia, Qing Yi couldn't help but sigh. He didn't realize that he had such a powerful armed force.

Ever since Daniu, Mu Yi and fourteen others were promoted to the ninth-grade strongman realm in April, nine more militiamen have been promoted to the ninth grade in the past month and a half.

According to the etiquette of the State of Xing, a sergeant with the rank of noble had twenty private soldiers. Qing Yi sent Chai Yong and four private soldiers to command the militia, and recruited the nine newly promoted people as private soldiers. However, in battle, the private soldiers and the militia still cooperated in combat.

This means that among this 170-strong rural militia, there are 24 ninth-grade warriors alone, a higher proportion than the city guards and the third division. As the old saying goes, a skilled person is a bold one.

With strength far beyond their past, and now receiving sophisticated armor and weapons, the private armies and militias are not only not worried about the upcoming battle, but are filled with excitement.

Daniu, Mu Yi and others who were the first to receive the eighth-grade crocodile dragon armor ran to the side and couldn't wait to put them on. They all looked very proud and excited, looking extremely showy.

Especially Mu Yi, who was wearing full body armor, holding his helmet in one hand and caressing the texture of the crocodile leather armor with the other hand: "I have seen a city guard commander before, and the armor he wore was not as beautiful as this one."

This statement was immediately echoed by many people, all of whom were militiamen who had followed Qing Yi to the capital. They shouted, "Don't even mention the City Guards. We have lived in the Left Division camp for quite a few days and have seen the City Guards, the Left Division, the Right Division, the Central Division, and even the Palace Guards and the Flying Eagle Guards.

Except for the Royal Guards and Flying Eagle Guards who wear top-grade rhino-hide armor, even the armor of the Third Division soldiers is mostly cowhide armor. With just this set of equipment, I can’t say whether we can match a Sima, but at least we are better than the team leader.”

These words, which seemed to be an explanation for Mu Yi but were actually meant to show off, immediately aroused envious looks from other militiamen who had never been to the capital.

By noon, all 174 private soldiers and militiamen had changed their clothes, wearing helmets and armor, and holding spears, halberds and shields.

Many of them had a dagger in their mouths. This was the talisman weapon that Qing Yi had tried to make before. Although it was simple, it was very sharp. They all put it on, and they were truly armed to the teeth.

The private armies and militias armed with uniform armor felt completely different from their usual training. Not only did the villagers watching praise them, but they themselves felt that their spirit and energy had improved significantly.

Da Niu stood fully armed in the private army, grinning with joy.

He was originally very tall, and now, more than half a year later, he was seventeen years old and had grown a bit taller, now nine feet tall. Wearing an eighth-grade crocodile dragon armor, he looked even more sturdy and majestic.

Qing Yi stepped forward and patted his shoulder, saying with a smile: "Daniu, why are you grinning so foolishly?"

The child smiled and scratched his head, but found that his helmet was blocking his view. He said awkwardly: "Master, this is the first time I find that our Guqiu is actually quite powerful.

Everyone is practicing hard now. Xizi and Huaimu, the weakest ones, have reached the middle level of body forging, and half of them have reached the high level of body forging. Now we have such good armor and weapons. If the people of Daze dare to invade, we will kill them!"

Hearing the words of this simple-minded child, Qing Yi immediately laughed and said, "Of course we have to fight them to death, and let the people of Daze know that Guqiu is not a soft persimmon that they can bully at will."

Encouraged by Qing Yi, Daniu opened his eyes wide and said expectantly: "Master, Master, you said we are so powerful, should we go outside the Lonely Hill and fight these wild people head-on?"

Huh? Daniel actually learned to think about tactics?

Qing Yi couldn't help but look him up and down in surprise, but what Daniu said seemed to make sense. If they wanted to kill as many people as possible from the Daze Wilderness, the best way was to attack them from both sides.

Looking at the four tall dragon claw locust tree spirits on the solitary hill and the hundreds of villagers watching the fun in the yard, Qing Yi's eyes turned and he immediately had an idea of ​​his own.

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(End of this chapter)