After sitting down, everyone's eyes focused on Wu Zhongyuan.

When everyone looked at him, Wu Zhongyuan was also looking around. The warriors here met him for the first time. The loyalty of these people to him was almost zero. This meeting was crucial and everyone had to develop confidence in him.

Since he had thought about how today's meeting should be held last night, Wu Zhongyuan did not hesitate much, "Who am I, you must have known, how I got these six walled cities, you should have heard of it, regardless of whether you want or not, whether you look at me well or not, you will work with me in the future."

After a brief pause, Wu Zhongyuan said again, "You may feel that you have been abandoned by the bird clan. Don't have this idea. You must know that whether it is the bird god, the bear god or the cow god, they are all under the command of the dragon god. I am the reincarnation of the golden dragon. Do you have any questions about this?"

After Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, Li Wanzi secretly looked at him from the corner of her eyes. When he met for the first time, his words were obviously a bit hard.

Wu Zhongyuan said again, "You have not been abandoned by the bird clan. The only change is that the six walled cities, including Jiumu and Jiulian, were previously managed by the bird god Bear god and the cow god, but have now been changed to the Dragon god directly under the jurisdiction of the Dragon god."

Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, no one answered.

Wu Zhongyuan said again, "If you have any objections, you can raise them in person."

His identity has been recognized by the three tribes, and no one is skeptical.

"Our current situation is indeed not optimistic, but I am the Nine Yang Bloodline and can practice the Yellow Dragon Art of the Bear Clan. The Blue Dragon Armor of the Bird Clan has also recognized me as the main one. I am protected by the Dragon God. No matter how dangerous the situation is, we can resolve it. No matter how difficult it is, we can overcome it." Wu Zhongyuan said,

Wu Zhongyuan's words attracted Li Wanzi's sideways.

Wu Zhongyuan knew why Li Wanzi looked at him. In the eyes of the world, leaders should be taciturn and cunning, and should not boast about themselves. But he had a reason to do this, but in fact he had no choice but to let these warriors know that he was destined to be the one who was born in the world. If even the leader was not confident, how could his subordinates have confidence?

After talking about the serious questions, Wu Zhongyuan leaned back and said casually, "In two years, there will be shocking changes in Zhongtu. Before that, we must reorganize our arms and prepare for war. Do you have any good suggestions for people's livelihood and combat preparations?"

Everyone looked at each other, no one answered.

"Tell me casually, speak freely, and it doesn't matter if you say something wrong," Wu Zhongyuan smiled. "I am very generous. If the suggestion is adopted, there will be a reward."

Seeing that he was lazy and casual, everyone became a little more courageous and began to try to make suggestions.

Most of the time, Wu Zhongyuan listens and occasionally asks questions. As long as he speaks, he will definitely point out the key to the problem.

Soon everyone began to admire him because he knew everything, whether it was farming, metallurgy, martial arts, or even city defense and military tactics.

Before returning, Wu Zhongyuan learned all kinds of knowledge in a targeted manner and was able to conduct in-depth discussions with the warriors responsible for farming. His insights could also make the metallurgical masters ashamed. He also had unique insights into the construction of houses and the architectural layout of the city. He could also give very professional instructions.

The so-called discussion is actually to promote democracy, but democracy is always relative, and the decisive role is still concentrated. To put it bluntly, the boss has the final say. The tone set by Wu Zhongyuan is also very simple. In terms of people's livelihood, we will learn from the national policies set by our country when we were threatened by foreign nuclear weapons, dig deep holes and accumulate grain. Every city, city, and siege must be dug to dig holes for hiding and shelter, and store as much grain as possible.

The strategy in combat readiness is to select and train warriors as much as possible, improve the spiritual cultivation of warriors at all levels as quickly as possible, create stronger armor and sharper weapons for warriors at all levels, and try to build tall and strong city walls. Finally, it is to form a archer force. Ordinary soldiers have no advantage in charging into battle, which will cause a large number of casualties. The warriors are responsible for close combat.

After the tone was settled, everyone had a targeted discussion around Wu Zhongyuan's instructions. All of his requests could be implemented, but the premise was that there was enough food.

At this time, the problem of food and clothing has not been solved. No matter which city it is, life is too short. The thing that every city lord is worried about is how to make his people full. If the problem of food and clothing cannot be solved, he will not have the energy to do anything else.

Some people proposed to expand the scope of hunting and the number of hunting times, and stockpile a large amount of cured meat and bacon. This suggestion was rejected by Wu Zhongyuan. This was the season for animals to reproduce and grow, so hunting was not suitable. Moreover, hunting can be carried out in the autumn and winter slack season, and it is not necessary to do it now.

The most urgent task is to find ways to make breakthroughs in farming, fertilization, watering, and deep cultivation management. Although it can increase yield, it still treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Grain output is not enough to consume daily, so there is no surplus.

Some people later suggested that the fox tribe in southern Xinjiang has high-yield grain varieties, which can be replaced with Yichang.

Previously, Wu Zhongyuan went to southern Xinjiang to exchange grains for grains, and also knew that the fox tribe's grain yield was high. Just when he was considering whether it was still too late to sow, someone said something that caught his attention. This was an elderly warrior who was responsible for farming. According to this person, the fox tribe was very cunning. The grain exchanged with outsiders was not really high-yield grains. Not only was the seeds very small, but the secondary sowing was also impossible. To put it bluntly, the harvested grain could not be used as seeds.

He had seen the high-yield grain species of the fox tribe before, and the seeds are much larger than those in the Middle Earth region. How could this person have such a small story?

He was suspicious and asked casually, "How do you know that the seeds of grain they exchanged with outsiders are really small?"

"Sir, we also went to southern Xinjiang to change grains in the early years. The fox man who changed grains to change grains that day wore a straw raincoat. I had carefully looked at it. The strawcoat was woven from rice straw, and it was more than an inch wide." The old warrior stretched out his little finger with his right hand and pinched the fingertips of his little finger with his thumb. "According to the size of the straw, the seeds should be so big."

Wu Zhongyuan smiled and did not ask again.

Not only Wu Zhongyuan was laughing, but other warriors were also laughing. The corn was very small, so there was no corn the size of fingertips.

Seeing everyone laughing, the old warrior said anxiously, "What I said is true, and Li Shun was there that day."

Wu Zhongyuan winked at him and then changed the subject.

Although the old warrior didn't know why Wu Zhongyuan winked at him, he knew that he didn't want to talk about this topic in a place with many people, so he lowered his head and said nothing and stopped trying to explain.

Wu Zhongyuan really didn't want to talk about this in a crowded place. He believed that the old warriors would not speak nonsense, and the fox clan would definitely hide their private parts. They did not take out the real high-yield grain seeds and easily exchanged them with others.

If you want to get this kind of grain, no matter how much the price is, the fox tribe will not exchange it, because once it spreads, no one will change it with them in the future. If you want to get a truly high-yield grain, you can only steal it.

And he did have this idea. After he got the things at hand, he had to go out and get back all the good things outside. He could do it back, such as the high-yield grain species of the fox clan, the rat clan, and the dragon fog that can fly in the clouds.
Chapter completed!