A soldier in patched clothes trotted over, holding a huge mouse in his hand, and said excitedly. The mouse twisted in vain in the dark soldier's hands and made a squeaking sound.
Fuyun took a look and said quickly: "Where's the rat hole? Have you dug it out?"
"Here! It's all done, there's a lot of it!" Another soldier was shirtless, ignoring the cold autumn wind. He used his coat to hold a handful of millet or grass seeds in his pocket, and grinned.
He smiled with his mottled yellow teeth exposed.
Soldiers usually only have one piece of clothing, so they usually don't wash it except on rainy days. So now the entire fabric has been stained by stains and dust. I don't know whether it was white or cyan originally. Anyway, it is black now.
Fuyun looked at it and nodded, "Okay! Let's clean it up and add another dish!"
Voles have the habit of hoarding all kinds of dried fruits and grains into their burrows. Although these guys move quickly and the burrows are hidden, they can't stop the hungry green-eyed people. After searching around, I finally found one, and...
If it's not blocked, clean it out?
There are too few crops in the mountains that can produce food. Some young leaves and wild fruits cannot offset much of the food demand. Some are completely deceptive. Some are old and weak, and some cannot bear it, and they also fall apart when the seasons change.
As for those living animals, not to mention little rabbits, squirrels, sparrows, etc., even apes, monkeys, bears, tigers, etc. have all moved and hid deeper in the mountains, easily never showing up.
So it’s really difficult to eat a bite of meat now.
Although the field mouse is not very big, the head and tail are skinned and the internal organs are removed, and there is not much meat, but it is still a blood food, at least a normal blood food...
Fuyun watched a few soldiers start to pick up the field mice happily, and moved the corner of his mouth slightly, then lowered his head and looked at himself unknowingly making a small grass ring, and was silent.
Many people do not understand the actions of the commander-in-chief Zhang Yan, but Fuyun knows clearly that the Black Mountain Army looks good now, but in fact it is very weak. If it were not for the fact that it relied on the mountainous forest land, making it difficult for the army to move and collect, the Black Mountain Army would have been suppressed by the imperial court.
A few self-righteous commanders left the mountainous area and went to the surrounding counties to plunder, but who could plunder? None of the Wubao Dazhai of the local tyrants and right-wingers was easy to attack, and the county seat
The counties and counties are all closed, so it is not easy to conquer.
Unless you don't care about human life and are determined to attack the city, it is almost impossible to easily obtain food and grass.
Without food and grass, Montenegro will be doomed sooner or later.
Because the current population in Montenegro has far exceeded the number that this mountainous area can bear. The fact that almost all of the various animals have been hunted down already illustrates this point.
The current solution is either to actively disperse the population, or to enter plain areas to grow grain.
Spreading the number of people is tantamount to completely giving up the power of Montenegro. The imperial court did not dare to touch Montenegro before, not because the soldiers of Montenegro were so good at fighting, but because of its large population. In this case, a small-scale army of tens of millions of soldiers was invested in the battle.
There is simply not enough to see in the Taihang Mountains, and Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was using troops against the Western Qiang at that time. In addition, the losses caused by the Yellow Turban Rebellion were also huge. There was really no extra money and food to support the war. Therefore, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty also pinched Zhang Yan when he asked for help.
He recognized it with his nose.
And leaving the mountainous area and entering Shangdang Taiyuan, Jizhou, Hanoi and other areas is tantamount to competing for territory with the nobles and nobles who originally lived in these areas. This...
hehe.
Perhaps these gentry heroes would pretend to be deaf and dumb when Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty asked for grain and grass to annihilate the Black Mountains, but if the Montenegrin army dared to go down the mountain and invade their fields, these country heroes would definitely go crazy and gather people to resist.
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Or would it be better at Dutinghou?
After all, Youzhou is vast and sparsely populated. Although the output is not high and there is a threat from the barbarians, as long as you unite, form a stronghold, and rely on each other, you can still resist some small-scale barbarian intrusions...
But since the commander-in-chief Zhang Yan said that he would come to Shangdang to see the attitude of the new governor, let's come and see.
This world.
It is always the poor who suffer.
Those high-ranking nobles may be worried about the honey that does not go with the meal, but they don't know that the poor can only tighten their belts again and again.
Fuyun was born into a farmer's family, and his family originally had several acres of fields. Life was good or bad, and the food was good, but at least he would not go hungry. He learned marksmanship and archery from his father, and sometimes he could go hunting in the mountains.
Improve your life with pheasants, hares, etc., in exchange for some salt sauce.
But such a peaceful life was lost in the light of fire when the Hu people went south...
Then there was the escape all the way south...
On the way to escape, Fuyun killed someone for the first time...
It was also the first time that I watched my loved ones die in front of my eyes...
Then slowly, because I have some martial arts skills, people started to follow me...
Later, he went to Montenegro and became a small commander...
Fuyun touched his arms and took out a dried grass ring. He was silent for a while, threw the old grass ring to the ground, and then put the new grass ring into his arms.
In the open space aside, several soldiers had already set up a bonfire, set up a small pottery urn, and started cooking.
"Is this... ready?" A soldier licked his lips.
Another older man said: "It's not done yet, we have to wait a little longer... So, please turn up the heat, it will go faster..."
Several soldiers stared eagerly at the small pottery urns on the bonfire, watching the flames boil the water little by little. The few corns and various leaves picked from the fields were tumbling in the water. More importantly, the cut pieces were boiling.
I took small pieces of vole meat, smelled the faint aroma of meat, stretched my neck, and swallowed my saliva.
"That's about it...you green-browed boy is stunned, bring it to the commander first!" The old soldier fished some dry ingredients in the pottery jar. When he saw the soldier taking the pottery bowl, he subconsciously wanted to speak, and he quickly cursed, "I want to
Not only was I afraid of knocking over the bowl, but I also wanted to smoke it.
The soldier suddenly understood, and he quickly and carefully carried the bowl to Fuyun.
Fuyun took the bowl and did not eat directly, but came to the bonfire.
The old soldier smiled and said: "Oh, commander, they are all the same. There is nothing special for the commander..."
"Spoon." Fuyun stretched out his hand.
The old soldier hesitated for a moment, but still handed the wooden spoon to Fuyun.
Fuyun turned the bowl over, poured the food in the bowl back into the pottery jar, stirred it twice with a spoon, and then took a bowl casually, "Okay, you guys can divide the rest."
"Commander!" the old pawn shouted, "This... ugh! You blind and ignorant people, why don't you thank the commander!"
Fuyun waved his hand and said: "After eating, pack up and rest early. We have to go to the city at noon tomorrow..."
