Jiangshan Sheji, four words to explain the foundation of Chinese civilization, the society is the god of the earth, Ji is the god of grain, the ancient Chinese civilization is based on the hard work of farming and rice.

The king of Fujian, the Shahansha of Persia, the god king of Tianzhu, and the son of heaven of the Fujian people are extremely sincere, and personally went down to the field to plough out twenty miles of wheat, which is undoubtedly an unprecedented inspiration in West Asia.

In one summer, wheat and rice were sent out in unprecedented quantities in the valley of the two rivers, and on both sides of the avenue, no matter where they went, were all green farmland, and the expectations of the peaceful and prosperous times, the enthusiasm for farming, even the Mesopotamians did not even let go of the corners of the city, and some of the city's beacon towers came out of a clump of wheat, and the house relics who inspected the defense of the city angrily scolded, and the local government soldiers shoveled the wheat down in embarrassment.

In May and June, the wheat growth was the most vigorous gathering, and it was also the most tense time in Damin, and it was at this time that the chaos arose, this time expelling two-thirds of the Arab tribes on the Mesopotamian plain, but there was no need for civil strife, so Li Jie put the six standing armies of the left and right guards, plus the Guanning iron cavalry, all on the Syrian border to guard against the invasion of the Arabs and the Romans.

However, it seems that the protracted war has exhausted the two West Asian chiefs, and in one summer, not a single Arab light cavalry in Syria crossed the Sheikh Mountain, and the same Slavic guards, which numbered only 20,000 men, stayed in Antioch obediently, and there was no intention of sending troops at all.

Except for the area around the valley floor of Riyadh, where Li Rang, who has expanded to this place, is still fighting to the death with Busman, this summer, the whole of West Asia has been unprecedentedly calm.

Time flies, with the rotation of the earth, the warm monsoon from the ocean blowing for a summer finally declined, slowly retreating to the sea, before leaving, but did not forget to shed the last blessing, before the monsoon receded in the particularly hot weather, large areas of wheat turned golden, heavy ears of wheat bent their heads.

In one year, many of the young men hired by the West India Company to reclaim the famine have found the other half of their lives, and the men of Sopotamia in Central America have also suffered heavy losses in successive wars, and some families of ten are actually widows, and the widows who have been re-picked up can not help but remarry, and most of the young men from Tianzhu are young men with strong blood, and in the countless restless nights of midsummer, more than half of the single young men of Tianzhu have been confessed to this ancient hot land.

The most popular is the Tang people, the elegance of the Han people in the south of the Yangtze River, the simplicity and hard work of the men in the mountains of Qinlong, and the unique rights of the Tang people.

It seems that Li Jin, who stayed in Damin back then, must have a headache because a group of older young women can't get married.

Sweating like rain waving the sickle, the pieces of wheat are harvested into the warehouse, the bran is removed, and after the grinding of the stone mill, bags of white flour are exposed to the world, and when the aroma of noodles made by new wheat permeates the small villages, bundles of firecrackers are also crackling, every household in the village has a banquet for happy events, and even all the bachelors in the whole village marry the bride together.

However, this jubilant joy can't hide the huge Xiao Killing atmosphere.

Since the beginning of the Warring States Period, the scale of the war has become more and more growing, and the cruelty of the war has become more and more tragic, from the original aristocratic game to the national war, spring and summer farming, autumn and winter fighting for the country once became the Chinese nobles and officials, down to the whole life of the common people, and also carved a profound imprint in the soul of the Chinese people.

The autumn harvest is over, the grain is all harvested, it's time to fight!

At the end of August, the Eagle Yang Lang of the Sixteen Guards of the Southern Ya Sixteen Guards had already galloped out of Taixi Fengjing Avenue with their war horses, and the various hoarded military towns also quickly shook.

Scythes and hoes, which had been used for more than a year, were neatly stacked in the warehouse, hidden for more than a year, and the armor and helmets carved with fine animal patterns were also rummaged through and put on their bodies.

Some of the government soldiers lay on the windowsill, looking at the Persian girl who had been paying attention for a long time, and some of them ran to the neighboring village enthusiastically, and they had just recognized the hot fight for half a year, and the newcomers who had relocated to Damin for Heluo Dachuan drank a happy wine and got drunk happily.

After finally indulging in some indulgence, the next day, under the guidance of the Damin Black War Dragon Banner raised by the hunt, a team of elite soldiers with neat armor and strict steps had solemnly embarked on the journey before people woke up.

The garrison villages have been vacant.

From a bird's-eye view of the sky, on the central avenue of the wheat field that had just been harvested, teams of Black Armor soldiers poured towards Ctesiphon like black springs.

September 9, the Double Ninth Festival, this day is also the most solemn day in Damin, 300,000 army soldiers, half of the 16 guards, including the left and right Qianniuwei, have been transferred back to the frontal battlefield, 410,000 Min elite army is heavily armed, like a mountain immovable, arrayed on the great plain west of Tai Xifeng, the banner is like a mountain, the Caucasian tribes oppressed by the imposing military formation, the tribes of Central Asia, and Li Rang's Arab army did not dare to breathe.

More than 200,000 servant troops of various ethnic groups who helped in the war were respectfully lined up behind the Great Min Army, and even the banners were half-hung, expressing their respect and fear for the Min people.

The autumn wind passed by, Gaoyang was in the sky, at noon, the west gate of Taixi Feng suddenly opened, and in the sound of harmony, rows of forbidden army knights shouldered the Min character Daxu, and galloped out quickly from the small door holes on both sides, and the fluttering Min character atmosphere was connected into two black dragons, and quickly inserted into the spacious avenue reserved in the center of the east and west hatchback Min Legion.

The golden drums sounded in unison, the rumbling drums shook and shook, in the sound of the drums that shook the sky and the earth, along the middle city gate, a sixteen white horse chariot rumbled out of it, there was only one person on the car, wearing a crown beam of cupola, wearing a silver dragon armor, the black cloak fluttered up with the autumn wind like a flag, on both sides of the car, the big Min dragoon and the black Min character flag fluttered in the blue sky above his head.

Seeing that the King of Min actually drove the chariot out of the army, suddenly, a huge cheer came from the vast plains like a landslide.

Everything is modeled on the ancient system, surrounded by the generals of the Great Min, Li Jie personally climbed the mound of the feudal soil of the oath, and in the roar of the mountain shouting Long live His Majesty, Lang Lang read out the obscure and sacred Byzantine inscription against Arabia, and immediately led the wine to tell heaven and earth.

A rather miraculous white horse was led to the front of the sealed soil, and seemed to feel the seriousness and intensity of the atmosphere, and the white horse was also restless and constantly snorting and stepping on its hooves, but it was firmly held by six strong soldiers, unable to move.

With a solemn face to the extreme, Li Jie personally held a big axe in front of the horse's head and stroked the slender head of the war horse twice, like a miracle, the war horse lowered his head calmly.

Taking two steps back, the breath sank into the dantian, Li Jie raised the big axe high, the blood light suddenly appeared, the huge horse head rolled out, and the bronze big axe was also stained with bloodstains, looking at the body of the white horse that suddenly overturned, the soldiers who were close immediately raised their weapons like crazy, cheering and shouting to the sky, this crazy energy soon infected the whole army again, and the entire plain was holding up the flag and weapons high, boiling against the sky.

Ancient rites, kill the white horse to commemorate the soldier god Chiyou!

After all the etiquette has passed, the morale of the whole army has been raised to the extreme, eager to immediately plunge into the fight with the enemy, the huge Fujian army has turned into a black dragon with teeth and claws, the cavalry is impatient galloping in front, with the beat of the drum, the vanguard infantry carrying the eighteen banners is also like raindrops on the ground to make a rustling sound.

The front does not see the head, and the back does not see the tail.

"Everything, please!" In front of him, more than a dozen prime ministers of Fengge Luantai, and none of the six Shangshu came to the house, each wearing the most complicated official uniform, facing Li Jie's salute, Wu Meiniang, Wang Fangyi came to Jiyu Wenjie and everyone was also neatly bowed.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the ministers will definitely stick to the community and not let every inch of land and county be in trouble!"

Nodding with satisfaction, and finally glancing at the trusted ministers, Li Jie raised his hands, turned over and stepped on the chariot, this time driven by Zampu, and in the blink of an eye, under the command of the forbidden army, he also merged into the rolling forward army.

On this day, not only Damin, but also under the city of Damascus, the Arab tribes that had been wounded for more than a year also gathered in front of the city gate, and with Hussein's raised arms, countless mixed yellow desert cavalry also let out excited and bloodthirsty cheers.

Antioch, under the ruined walls, the phalanx of heavy infantry with Roman swords in the shape of an oval shield was equally heavy, the ground buzzed as the trampling sounded, and the Bulgarian cavalry galloped on the flanks of the Macedonian infantry, and from time to time the leader shouted loudly.

Almost emptied Byzantium, Constantine IV himself put on heavy armor, turned over his horse, stroked the heavy cross sword in his hand, and then looked at the double-headed eagle golden banner on his head, and the hero couldn't help but sigh.

"It's over!"