Old Wu thought for a while and waved his fist: "The ancients worshiped strong men and hoped that generals would be powerful. Can I have prestige if I have the strength of a thousand catties?"

Wen Rende nodded: "You can put on a show for everyone and say you can carry a cow. This will almost gain you some prestige."

"Of course before that, you must get yourself a set of armor."

"Even if it's made of wood, it's better to make it look like an iron tank."

"By the way, your strength should be much stronger than that of an ox. It should be turned into an iron tank, plus one that is fireproof and gold-proof..."

"With one person as the leader, he can break through the hundred-man army."

Wen Rende gave the old guy some bad advice.

Anyway, he won't be the one to charge then...

"This way you will gain prestige."

"Otherwise, if you only have enough strength, you may be hacked to death by your opponent."

Lao Wu also believed his lies.

At that moment, he took out the 40 taels of silver he had saved at home, which was a large and heavy box. Wen Rende also quickly took out 20 taels of silver.

I didn’t save much, so I spent it all on drinking and socializing.

Not as much as old Wu saved.

After all, Lao Wu is the humanoid Zhu Bajie in this world.

You just have to keep your work and don't scare the neighbors.

Who would have thought that the story would turn into an accident...

Then the two of them came to the best blacksmith shop in the east of the city.

Upon hearing this, the blacksmith was so frightened that he quickly shook his head:

"To make a long sword, all you need is money. To make armor, that's rebellion. Even Zhou Bo can't resist it. How many heads do I have?"

"You also know that General Zhou of the Han Dynasty was rare."

"But now that the war is in chaos, we don't build armor. We build iron ox, yes, iron ox." Wen Rende was also speechless.

The rare knowledge of small farmers is completely exposed.

The knife was on his neck, and he was worried that making armor would be a rebellion.

If you don't build it, your opponent will come and chop you to death.

"Okay." For the sake of the money, the blacksmith agreed hesitantly.

Iron Bull is just a toy and a gimmick.

It should be fine.

The key is to give a lot, more than sixty taels, which is a big job.

No steel is needed, just pig iron is enough.

This is much cheaper.

If you use steel, that's impossible.

Steel is so expensive, almost ten kilograms of steel costs only one tael of silver.

That's how expensive it is.

Pig iron is much cheaper.

Then the other party built a set of iron bulls weighing one thousand kilograms.

The one with a thickness of 100 mm...

If it were pure steel instead of pig iron, it would be as good as a World War II tank.

Lao Wu was there watching the whole process.

Try it anytime.

Wen Rensheng was very happy to see it.

Dad really has a way with it.

"Don't you want to do something else?" Old Wu put on the iron ox armor and returned to walking like a four-legged animal...

It looks like a monster from a distance.

If you charge forward, you will really be invincible.

Of course, the premise is not to fall into a pit or into water.

In fact, there are many disadvantages.

The opponent can set fire and pour hot water on it, dig deep pits, and use crowds to attack it.

Press it down.

But it has to be said that few formations can withstand a sudden attack.

After all, the front can be heated red, and you can drill into it.

Finished making the iron ox armor.

After having the stuff at the bottom of the box.

Wen Rende inquired a lot more about it.

It will take another month or two to discover that the barbarian invasion will come.

At this time, many people in the city had left, but most were still hesitant.

It is very similar to those poor people who stayed in the city when the Manchus went to Jiangnan.

I don't know what's going on, what news is out there.

Whether to leave or stay, no one is organizing.

The two discussed again in the courtyard.

Wen Rende has organized a team of 120 people.

They were all formed by hiring some friends' servants based on their reputation in the past.

The team is already quite big.

It's just that the team is too loose, and it's only because of watching Lao Wu's Invincible True Iron Bull that we can stay together.

The main reason is that no one wants to leave their hometown.

It is common sense for people in this era to leave one's homeland and starve to death.

"I'm still not good at training." Old Wu shook his head and said, "I'm just training some people to do it."

"Speaking of which, I found that your son and my daughter are both good at it. Zhao Han is also good at it."

"It's just the two of us doing this and we have no experience, so it's really a bit troublesome."

"There is no other way but to put it on the shelves."

"We can't take any more vacations now, why don't we just run away?" Wen Rende was still soft-spoken.

"That's not possible. A few of us ran away together, but what about these folks? There has to be a end."

Lao Wu disagreed.

Wen Rende said helplessly: "So we still have to continue doing things."

"That's right," Old Wu finally said to the servants, "Everyone, please stop messing around and listen to me. Even if we escape, where can we go?"

"If you don't want it anymore, what will you eat after going out? Where will you stay and what will you wear?"

"You have seen the people who fled and died along the way!"

Everyone nodded.

What the people lack is people who can make decisions.

Sometimes, if someone makes up his mind, even if it involves death, he will blindly follow it.

Consider it an acceptance of fate.

"So we must unite and we must unite to deal with those barbarians!"

"Yes, yes, this friend of mine, his ancestor is Xiang Yu, he is brave enough that no man can match him! You have all seen it, you will definitely survive if you follow him." Wen Rende immediately started to build momentum.

Xiang Yu is indeed awesome.

After all, it was recorded in official history.

He can kill thousands of people by himself, kill hundreds of people, and successfully escape.

And in the end, he committed suicide, so it's not impossible to escape.

Of course, this is also related to the huge gap between the weapons and armor of ordinary soldiers and generals, especially these high-ranking nobles, in the pre-Qin era.
To be continued...