Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 388 Roasted Lamb

  Back to the old city of Pingyang, looking at the ruins in front of him, looking at the wild mountains in the distance, Fei Qian was silent for a long time. Fei Qian knew that he was faced with a choice again, but all the previous choices could not give him much help in this choice, because the previous experience and previous success may not be able to follow and succeed this time.

   It’s like the beautiful garden under your feet a hundred years ago, but if you make a wrong choice, it will become a piece of loess today. Fei Qian raised his head and looked up, only to see that the thick lead cloud disappeared at some point, revealing the clear sky behind him.

  The blue and tranquil sky is such a beautiful existence, but in Fei Qian's heart, it seems that those thick lead clouds in the sky fell from the sky to his heart.

  I really stood at the crossroads again, Feiqian was silent for a while and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, then turned to look at the busy Ada beside him.

Ah Da came when North Qu Feiqian was recruiting soldiers. This time he came to support Hedong, and Feiqian brought out these Hu people. Now most of them followed Ma Yue to Baibo Valley and stayed with Feiqian There are probably only more than a hundred people.

  Because the soldiers who cleaned up the ruins of the old city of Pingyang in the past two days were also quite fortunate, Fei Qian ordered to slaughter a few of the sheep that accompanied the army to reward the soldiers.

When it comes to cooking these muttons, the Han people are naturally no match for these Hu people, so the Hu people showed their skills one after another, setting up wooden forks one after another, killing the sheep with two or three strokes, pulling out the skin, one by one. Each one is baked.

  Hu people are all very cheerful. They can even sing while roasting mutton. Although they don't understand the language, they can hear some cheerful meaning from the singing.

   Gradually, the smell of mutton began to radiate, gradually permeating the entire Pingyang County, and re-infected the old uninhabited city with some mortal atmosphere.

The city used to be completely unpopular, even if there were some trees and weeds, it seemed that there was no vitality, but now it seemed that there was a trace of vitality among the trees and grass, even the trees and grass above the treetops The new shoots seem to be a little greener.

The suet made a slight explosion under the flames, like the most seductive accompaniment, the Hu people proudly raised their heads and hummed a ditty, while the Han people sat around in a circle, watching the Hu people skillfully Turning the lamb, swallowing his saliva.

  Like Huang Cheng and his personal guards around him, they also looked at Ah Da, and of course they stared more at the mutton on the flame...

  Fei Qian tilted his head slightly, and whispered to Huang Cheng beside him: "Look, people live to eat, whether they are Hu people or Han people..."

  Huang Cheng nodded in agreement and said, "Actually, sometimes when you think about it, it's really just for one bite."

   "If you have land, you can grow food, you can graze, and you can eat, so you desperately want to fight for more land, better land, but one day you suddenly find that there is only so much land..."

   "..." Huang Cheng was silent.

   "From the perspective of the present, our current number of soldiers is all duckweed. To feed the nearly 10,000 soldiers, we must control the ground in at least three counties, and it will be very tight..." Fei Qian was thinking.

The farming technology in the Han Dynasty was too backward, because it was limited by the lack and inconsistency of tools. For example, there were good iron plows and bronze plows for plowing the ground. Poor people even used wooden plows and stone plows. There are not many standards for the depth of the soil, and it is often based on the experience passed down by the farmers themselves. There is no fixed number of planting spacing and additional fertilizer.

   It can be said that there is still a lot of room for improvement in agriculture in the Han Dynasty.

  Near the old site of Pingyang County, there is flat land that can be cultivated.

  Beiqu that place serves as an outpost, a trading market. The smelters located in Beiqu now have a higher risk factor after all, and it is not easy to do confidential work. Sooner or later, they will be removed. Perhaps Baibogu is a good choice...

  Of course, these things have to go through the current hurdle first...

  Because of the Xiangling incident, the fact that I changed the direction of the march has been passed on to the Beiqu camp. Now it should be time to compete in patience.

  Feeding these soldiers and mouths by myself is already under great pressure, let alone the Baibo army?

When he was still in Luoyang, Fei Qian said to Li Ru that when people are hungry, it is more difficult to control and plan, and when they get food supplies, they will often panic desperately Sexual heavy eating.

It is true that there is some food in Yong'an County, but the Baibo Army absolutely does not have the ability to carry out effective food distribution and control, so most of the people who grab it will get it. In this case, the people of the Baibo Army will subconsciously try to Eat as much as possible, eat as much as you can, and still eat if you can’t eat more. Originally, you can supply food for a week or even ten to twenty days. Maybe within two or three days, you will be panic-stricken. Eighty-eight, nothing left...

   Then suddenly wake up one morning, once the **** is finished, it is possible to find that there is nothing to eat except **** all over the floor...

  And once eating the sweet corn rice, who would like to go back and eat the bark stewed grass roots?

   Therefore, before suffering a major setback, the Baibo army will definitely go south to carry out another looting.

  There are two routes going south along Fenshui, one is to pass through Xiangling on the east bank of Fenshui, and the other is to go to the west bank of Fenshui, and on the west bank of Fenshui, you must pass through the former site of Pingyang County...

In comparison, Fei Qian also hopes that the Baibo Army will go to the east bank, because the terrain on the east bank of Fenshui is narrow, and it is not a very suitable area for a large army to march, especially the mixed farmers and troops like the Baibo Army, dragging their families with them. , when there are old, weak, sick and disabled, in case the offensive momentum is blocked, and then the entire army is stuck in a long strip area with narrow terrain, hum...

It is not advisable to completely abandon the east bank and go all the way to the west bank. The west bank is relatively flat and conducive to marching. There is nothing wrong with it, but if someone raids Yong'an from the east bank, then the Baibo army will be completely cut off from retreat, and then return to Lvliang The mountainous area is simply incomparable to the sky, so it can only be a decisive battle with the soldiers of Hedong County on the land on the west bank of Fenshui River...

However, the Baibo army is obviously not a fool, so the most likely situation is to go down along both sides of the Fenshui River at the same time. What is the best of both worlds, just weigh the pros and cons and choose the severity.

   It’s just that now Fei Qian can’t figure out who will go to the east bank and who will come to the west bank. While thinking about it, under the eyes of Huang Cheng and other relatives, Wei Jiongjiong, Ah Da cautiously came in front of Fei Qian, bent his waist almost above the ground, raised a small knife with both hands, and muttered in his mouth Two sentences or something.

  A veteran who understands Hu language explained that it was Feiqian who cut the mutton for the first time. The custom on the grassland is to let the leader of the Hu people do this, but there is no leader of the Hu people now, so naturally I came to invite Feiqian...

It turns out that if other officials of the Han Dynasty, they would probably drive away Ah Da impatiently, because in the concept of many Han people, Hu people are barbarians. Let alone dealing with barbarians?

   So what should I do?

   I am roasting people... The outdoor temperature is thirty-nine, and the temperature inside the shed is at least forty-two-three...

   I wanted to say it a few times, Nima, I was so hot that my whole body was spitting out, and I even typed the word hammer...

   But still gritted my teeth...

   Maybe many years later, I have looked back and looked at this period of life again...

   You will also hear the sound of chick.chick keyboards and the crackling sound of the entire shed expanding under the sun...

   I can also feel the useless hot air from the fan behind me and the scorching breath I exhale from my nasal cavity, which seems to be about to burn...

   Wait for the author to drink some Huoxiang Zhengqi water...

   PS: Tomorrow, following the suggestion of a book friend, the first update will be at 11:00 in the morning...the time will not change at night...

  (end of this chapter)