Farmer of Shu Han

"Ah Choo, Ah Choo!"

Feng Yong, who was far away in Longyou, naturally didn't know that someone was playing tricks on him. He thought it was because the weather was cold and he didn't get used to it.

At the end of September, in Longyou, which is about to enter October, the weather has turned from cold to cold.

While galloping on horseback, the wind blew on his face, and he felt a dull pain.

Since the First Battle of Qingshui, Feng Yong has led people to inspect the past from south to north, and no large-scale Qiang chaos can attract his attention.

The largest number of people is just a few hundred people entrenched on a certain mountain.

Or send Qiang Hu over there to explain in person, or the other party just waits and surrenders. If you really want to meet a diehard, A will just go there. What strategy?

It can only be regarded as a law and order war, not a rebellion.

But regardless of whether it was against or not, Feng Yong drove them all to Pingxiang.

No way, Qiang Hu from Tianshui and Nan'an can say, after all, they already have a communication channel, even in winter, they can go to Jicheng or Pingxiang to get some relief food, without worrying about starving to death.

But Feng Yong of Qianghu in Hanyang County is really worried: What if you take my food and become robbers? So it's better to go to Pingxiang and help me build the city.

Anyway, judging from the current situation, the maximum number of Qianghu people in Hanyang County that can be found is only 50,000 to 60,000.

Coupled with the fact that the Qianghu had a semi-nomadic habit, it would not be a big problem to move tens of thousands of people—where would a nomad be a nomad?

To be honest, in the entire Hanyang County, the population of Qianghu is less than 100,000, which is a bit beyond Feng Yong's expectation.

Not only in Hanyang County, but even in Tianshui County, which has the largest population, the number of Qianghu people reported so far is only about 100,000.

In addition to those who are not counted, according to Feng Yong's estimation, at most it will not exceed half of the known number.

So in this calculation, excluding Longxi County, the remaining three Longyou counties, Qianghu even less than 300,000.

The current population of Yuejuan County has reached 300,000, and one county equals three counties.

Even if the population of Qianghu and the Han people are divided in half, Yuexi County can still surpass the two counties of Longyou.

Longyou is desolate, it's not a joke.

This is one of the reasons why Feng Yonggan promised to supply Qiang Hu with winter food.

After all, this year's God finally didn't drive people to a dead end. It started to rain in August, which was the time to plant winter wheat.

In this way, Qianghu in Tianshui and Nan'an counties will be able to barely collect a batch of grain by May or June next year.

Coupled with the cattle and sheep of the Qianghu tribe and some stored food, Feng Yong actually only needs to provide some rations and grain seeds, which can almost make them survive.

The smaller tribes really don't have any food reserves, and they can go to Pingxiang to exchange their energy for food, and there is probably no problem.

For Feng Yong, the pressure is neither too great nor too small.

But with the grain production base of Yuexie and the Nanxiang Trade Center, there is no need to worry too much.

Of course, it would be even better if we could get some food from the wealthy families in Longyou.

The lieutenant guarding Qiang was thinking in his heart, and the sentry cavalry sent to the front to inquire brought back a message: General Sui Bian came with a hundred cavalry.

After a while, I saw smoke rising in front of me.

Liu Hun, who was in charge of protecting the Qiang, led the Qiang and Hu cavalry to meet him.

At the same time, Zhang Ni and Ju Fu asked the Han army to spread out their formation, just in case.

Huo Yi went to the rear to arrange the remaining Qianghu cavalry.

Soon, Liu Hun came back with someone, and it turned out to be Zhao Guang.

"Brother!"

Zhao Guang recognized Feng Yong from a distance, shouted, whipped his horsewhip, and rushed over.

"Let him in."

Feng Yong asked someone to pass down the order.

The crossbowman and Mo Daoist let go of a passage with a "wow".

Feng Yong felt a little excited when he saw Zhao Guang.

Although it was only a few months apart, after walking around the edge of life and death, it seemed like years apart.

Feng Junhou is brewing emotions here, just waiting for a warm hug with his brother.

Unexpectedly, halfway through Zhao Guang's cheerful run, he didn't know why his brain was going crazy, he suddenly got off his horse, leaned in front of a Mo Dao hand, looked left and right, and even reached out to touch the blade of Mo Dao.

Feng Yong waited for a long time, but he didn't come...he didn't come...

A gust of cold wind blew away Feng Yong's fiery brotherhood and brought up a wisp of green smoke.

The corners of Feng Yong's mouth twitched, he gritted his teeth, and with a cold face, he ordered, "Close the team."

When the military order was passed down, there was a "shua", Mo Dao was put away, and Zhao Guang was caught off guard and squeezed out of the queue.

Even so, this guy is still reluctant to leave.

"Brother, I haven't noticed before that the Modao team is so powerful." Zhao Guang walked up to Feng Yong, still keeping his eyes in the direction of the Modao team, "Tell me, can you..."

"No!" Before Zhao Guang finished speaking, Feng Yong knew what fart he wanted to fart, and directly shattered his fantasy, "You can't afford it if you give it to you."

When Zhao Guang heard this, his face was a little unconvinced, "It's not that I don't have money!"

Feng Yong sneered, "You? You can't support a hundred with all your net worth. Then what will you use to marry Huang Niangzi?"

Why did the Mo Dao team shine in Jieting, but Zhuge Laoyao didn't plan to form it?

There is only one reason, and that is that the cost is too high.

Not to mention the Mo Dao, the craftsmanship is complicated, and it is not easy to make. A Mo Dao is enough to cost a family two years.

Not to mention the armor on the body and the like.

Even the Modao team that Feng Yong has in hand is actually not considered a complete body, because the armor has not yet met the ideal requirements in his heart.

This is just the weapon armor, and the height and physical strength of Mo Dao Shou are also strictly required.

There are also discipline, team awareness, passwords in wartime, etc. These seem to be very basic, but they are very demanding things for soldiers of this era.

The population base of Nanxiang and Yuexuan is more than 300,000, but Feng Yong can only gather such a few people. It is not without reason.

This is still when Nanxiang soldiers accounted for more than half of them. If there are too few Nanxiang soldiers as the backbone of the grassroots, the combat effectiveness of the Modao team will begin to decrease.

What's more, in order to ensure the nutrition of Modaoshou, meat is indispensable.

After Lin Lin finally figured it out, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty could only sigh in despair.

How many years has the big man been rich? The prime minister of the Han Dynasty is really poor, how dare he spend money like Feng Yong?

Hu Qiang Xiaowei can control such a large amount of oil and water in his hands. In fact, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty wants to subsidize the Modao team, so that Feng Yong can maintain the only Modao team of the Han Dynasty. It would be better if it can continue to expand.

When Zhao Guang heard that Feng Yong had done the calculations for him, he was hit hard on the spot, so he could only mutter unwillingly, "No wonder my brother's expenses were so tight last year."

"Okay, stop complaining." Feng Yong led him and walked towards the tent, "Tell me about your situation."

The meeting place with Zhao Guang was arranged in the northernmost part of Hanyang County, at the foot of the west side of Longshan Mountain, which is closest to Anding County.

Zhao Guang came over the mountain from Xiaoguan along the chicken coop road.

"Bitter! Brother, you don't know. In the past few months, we have been eating dry food. Look at the corner of this mouth, how rotten it is!"

Zhao Guang caught up a few steps, pointed to the corner of his mouth, and complained to Feng Yong.

"Also, it's getting colder in Anding than in the middle of Sichuan. It's not even October yet, so we have to light a fire to keep warm at night. Otherwise, the current clothes in the army can't stop the cold at all."

The climate in central Sichuan is different from that in the north. Feng Yong had already reminded Zhao Guang and others, but it was obvious that even though they were mentally prepared, they were still not used to it.

"Didn't I tell you to boil more pine needle water?"

In the process of making fried noodles, the vitamins are destroyed and exhausted, so additional supplements are needed.

Otherwise, like Zhao Guang, the rot at the corner of his mouth is relatively light.

Zhao Guang coughed dryly, "I drank too much, sometimes it was so disgusting that I couldn't drink it."

"I think you are the only one who can't drink it!" Feng Yong glared at him, "There are many problems! You used to pick your mouth, right?"

Zhao Guang couldn't speak in embarrassment.

"As for the warm clothes, don't worry, I have already asked Nanxiang to prepare them, and Dongfeng Express will deliver them soon."

The reason why Feng Yong is so anxious to inspect Hanyang County is actually to ensure that Xiaoguan's grain roads are unblocked.

Otherwise, it would be a headache for those rebellious Qianghu to send the logistics team from time to time.

In the tent, the dried chicken has been steamed, the boiled mutton, and the picked shallots and wild onions.

Most importantly, there is rice.

The smell of meat and rice permeated the entire camp.

Zhao Guang's eyes glowed green, and when he rushed forward, he scooped out a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you!"

Feng Yong looked at him like a hungry dog ​​snatching food, stuffing everything he could into his mouth in a whirlwind, and persuading him from the side.

"Woooo..." Zhao Guang shook his head, he didn't know what he was talking about, and the juice splashed around.

Now that he looks like this, how can he still have the unparalleled demeanor of the elegant and handsome young man when we first met?

It seems that he did suffer a lot while guarding Xiaoguan.

It wasn't until he picked out the last grain of rice in the pot and put it in his mouth that Feng Yong asked, "Have you eaten? Tell me when you've finished eating, what's going on in Anding?"

Stability is very important, at least for now, Xiaoguan in Anding County is the only stronghold where the Han has occupied the east of Longshan.

Through this stronghold, the big man can cross Longshan Mountain without any scruples, or go south to threaten Si County, or follow Jingshui to threaten Xinping County.

Qian County is an important city that blocked the Guanlong Avenue after Cao Wei lost Longguan.

And Xinping County is an important barrier for Cao Weiping to protect the pass after An Ding responded to the Northern Expedition of the Han Dynasty.

"It's a mess, it's a mess." Zhao Guang hiccupped, "In Xinping County, I heard that the Cao thief deployed 50,000 troops to try to march into Anding."

"In Anding County, there are those who respond to the big man, and some who are against the Cao thief, the Qiang Hu, and the nobles. They pull the banner. These forces, big and small, are intertwined, and they are almost out of their minds."

Feng Yong nodded after hearing these words. It seems that Anding County has become a buffer zone between the big Han and Cao Wei. If there is no chaos, there will be ghosts.

"Didn't it say that Yang Tiao, a powerful family in Yuezhi City, raised troops to respond to the big man?"

Hearing this, Zhao Guang showed a troubled expression on his face, "This Yang Tiao, my younger brother also has a headache. When I arrived at Xiaoguan, I thought of a way to contact him and let him move to the west, so that I can take care of him."

"I never thought that he would actually say that he would defend Yuezhi City to the death. Yuezhi City is a little far away from Xiaoguan. It's okay to say now, after all, An Ding is in chaos, and Yuezhi City is considered strong, so there is no need to worry about it for the time being."

"But it won't be certain in the future. If the Cao bandits march into Anding next year and attack Yuezhi City from the north, I'm afraid it will be difficult for my little brother to support them."

Feng Yong frowned slightly after hearing this, this is a problem.

At any rate, the other party was a person who responded to the Northern Expedition of the Great Han Dynasty. If he did not rescue him in danger, it would be chilling to the hearts of the people.

If it is to rescue, the distance is too far, and Xiaoguan is such an important place, how can it be easy to divide the troops? If he falls into the trick of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, I'm afraid it will be too late to regret.

Feng Yong thought for a while, "Well, I'll find a way to get you some horses, and then you form a cavalry army of thousands of people. If Yuezhi City is in a hurry, you can let Wei Ran lead the thousand horses."

"Your main task is to guard Xiaoguan. Unless there is an order, you must not lead the army to leave easily, lest someone take advantage of the loophole."

After hearing this, Zhao Guang said with great joy, "I knew that brother loves me!"

Get out of here! I love my family Xijun!

"However, it is up to you to raise the matter with the prime minister."

"It's natural."

Feng Yong pondered for a while, and then said, "Also, if you have something to do, write to General Zhao and General Ma, and ask them what tricks they have for cavalry."

"One of them is your lord, and the other is your cousin." Speaking of this, Feng Yong glanced at Zhao Guang, "If you can learn the real ability to lead cavalry, I will give you some big gifts."

"Brother, are you serious?"

When Zhao Guang heard this, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over to ask.

It is definitely not a great gift in the eyes of ordinary people to be worthy of the great gift spoken by the elder brother.

"What do you think of Huo Huoqi?"

"Biao Yong is diverse, long-distance driving six moves, electric shock and thunder, drinking horses and seas, sealing wolves to live in mountains, westwarding rivers, and counties praying for company. If my younger brother can get eleven of them, even if he dies, he will have no regrets!"

"I don't dare to say whether these gifts from me can make you the second Huo Huoqi, but if you can get half of them, it should be no problem."

Zhao Guang suddenly stood up, kicked over the pot under his feet, and rushed forward, "Brother, brother! You must give it to me!"

"Let's learn the cavalry skills of General Zhao and General Ma first!"

"no problem!"