Di Lin and Yuan Wense also stood in an inconspicuous corner, observing the battlefield carefully.

Under the wall, there are dead natives everywhere, and there are still native hearts.

However, the colors of the Native Heart and the yellow stone are not much different. Viewed from such a high altitude, it is basically indistinguishable.

Yuan Wense observed for a while: "Let me find out how the battlefield was cleaned up at the end of previous years."

Di Lin nodded: "This way we can know where the hearts of the natives were finally received."

Original text: "Don't let our people go out to inquire directly. We have to find some inconspicuous and smart people. Don't talk to them directly."

If the Heart of the Native is ultimately determined to be particularly useful for taming plant-type beasts, its value will be limitless.

Murong Liuzhang believed that if this matter was known to others, a native's heart could be fired for dozens of taels of silver.

There should be hundreds of thousands of natives killed over the years. What a staggering amount of wealth it would be if collected together.

There is no pressure at all to use this money to truly solve the armaments problem in Tiger Roar City.

And if every native is worth dozens of taels of silver, then Huxiao City will change from passive defense to active attack. There will even be many teams from all over the country to hunt natives, and even then people only need to

You worry about whether the natives are hunting enough, but you don't need to worry about whether the natives will besiege the city.

Between talking and laughing, the crisis in Tiger Roar City can truly be solved.

Once and for all.

Turning every terrible and unsolvable crisis into huge benefits is a qualified politician.

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This kind of thing is happening in many places at the same time.

As veterans of the supervising team, they would scold these cannon fodder in their spare time from time to time: "Hundan thing, didn't it tell you to cherish the arrows in your hands and not waste them casually? If you can hit it from such a distance, do you think you are a genius?

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"I have said before that for novice shooters, the natives must get close to about thirty meters, which is the circle where the small stones are densely packed.

Don't be impatient, be steady, and release slowly. There are not many natives, and the main attacking weapon is stones. Don't look down on stones. The damage caused by throwing stones will never be less than arrows. There are too few bows and arrows, so be sure to use them carefully."

Beside the city wall, the veterans were carefully teaching the young cannon fodder. As for the older ones, they were digging and smashing rocks at designated locations, smashing the big rocks into fist-sized pieces suitable for throwing.

There are other miscellaneous things.

The older cannon fodder are like slaves, working for more than ten hours a day and not having enough to eat.

Relatively speaking, even if they recruit young cannon fodder soldiers, they will be guided to learn some basic combat skills. Especially young people like Tangshan who seem to have good physical fitness will be reused.

no way.

There are too few veterans, and even fewer if they are divided into three shifts. They alone cannot defend such a long wall.

Tangshan practiced hard. In one day, he went from being afraid to injuring dozens of natives. At this time, he felt that his arms were no longer his own.

"Okay, good boy, you are a good person, come and have dinner with me."

The veteran was very satisfied with Tangshan. Everyone hoped that the person defending the city with them would be a capable guy, not a coward who screamed when in danger.

Because it can really trick people to death.
Chapter completed!