Following Zhou Ze'an to the grain depot in the city, Kuding opened the door of the huge grain depot, revealing a grain farm with a height of more than ten feet. Cao Yanhui was very good at running it. He emphasized building high walls, accumulating grain widely, and not claiming to be king. Every autumn harvest
He ordered people to purchase a large amount of grain and replace the old grain in the warehouse. Liangzhou's grain depot always maintained enough grain for hundreds of thousands of people for half a year.
Zhou Ze'an did not use Kuding. He moved a ladder and set it up on the grain farm. He asked Yuan Feng to go up and check it. Yuan Feng climbed up and took a look, and his face suddenly darkened. Such a huge farm was just a bluff. In fact, only the top four of them actually stored grain.
At one-third of the position, the end of the village had bottomed out, revealing the straw mat underneath. Zhou Ze'an also climbed up, pointed below and said, "I went down to take a look. The bottom is padded with bricks."
Yuan Feng asked: "Have all other villages been inspected?"
Zhou Ze'an said: "After checking, they are all the same. The food reserves are 70% less than expected!"
Yuan Feng's face was gloomy. He climbed down the ladder and walked twice in the grain warehouse. Suddenly he stopped and asked: "Does anyone know about this?"
"Besides the humble position, there are six Kudin."
"It must be kept strictly confidential and no information can be leaked. Let's go check out other inventory."
The two went to the place where the salt was stored to check, and as expected, the salt inventory was much less than what was registered."
"What on earth is going on? Why did the huge inventory disappear?" Yuan Feng was puzzled.
"My humble position is checking the account books, but the account books are so vast and I don't dare to ask for help, so I can't find anything for the time being." Zhou Ze'an said.
"Forget it, so what if we find out? It's important to think about countermeasures quickly. How long can we support it with the current inventory?"
"Two months, food is okay, but there is also a lot of salt shortage. I didn't expect that there would be a shortage of salt. I used a lot of bacon. If the soldiers don't eat salt, their physical strength will be seriously reduced. This is more difficult.
manage."
Holding on to the isolated city was originally a very difficult task. Suddenly, the existing food supply was reduced by 70%. The pressure can be imagined. However, this kind of thing cannot be said out loud, so it can only be pressed on his own shoulders. Young Yuan Feng
I just feel like my breathing is a little suppressed in this spacious granary.
After walking out of the grain depot, he gathered the six Kudin who knew about it and lectured him. Yuan Feng did not hide anything and said frankly: "You all know about the grain depot. This matter is related to the survival of Liangzhou. I don't want it to happen again."
The ninth person knows that from today on, you will not go home. You will be on duty at the grain depot day and night. I will send someone to your home to deliver food on a monthly basis. Anyway, please." After saying this, he bowed deeply, and the Kudins hurriedly
Kneeling down to return the gift, Zhou Ze'an said coldly: "If someone leaks the news without keeping his mouth shut, all six of you will die!"
The Kudins were so silent that they dared not speak. They just kowtowed.
After leaving the grain depot, the two of them were silent all the way. When they arrived at the custody room, Yuan Fengcai said: "Without food and grass inside and no reinforcements outside, Liangzhou may not be able to hold on."
Zhou Ze'an sighed and said: "If we can't hold on, we have to flee. But there is no barrier within a thousand miles east of Liangzhou. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians have lost the protection of the city walls. They are the meat on the Turks' chopping board in the wilderness... If Jingqi...
There may still be some hope for a breakout."
Yuan Feng pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "We have a way, find these people!"
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In the evening, the frontier fortress poet Ma Zhiyuan and his companion Li Zhihe were called to the government custody room. The two Central Plains scribes joined the rescue team. They spent the whole day rescuing the wounded among the ruins and putting out fires. Their long gowns had long been in ruins.
The cloth was in tatters, his face was smoky, his hands were covered in blood blisters, and he still had no trace of the literati’s demeanor.
Yuan Feng was not much better than the two scribes. The day and night fighting had left him without sleep for four days and four nights. He was thin, his eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, and his face was unshaven. He was no different from an ordinary soldier.
His red shirt was full of bloodstains and holes. In the eyes of ordinary people, this did not look like a leading general. But in Ma Zhiyuan's eyes, this was exactly the heroic image he had been pursuing for a long time.
Feng greeted, and he sat down first. There was a pot of wine, three cups, and a plate of smoked horse meat on the table. There was nothing else, no luxurious decorations, exquisite dishes, Pian Pian
With dancing beauties and servile servants, the banquet of the ruler of Liangzhou City was not even comparable to that of an ordinary businessman.
Ma Zhiyuan and Li Zhihe looked at each other and sat down. Yuan Feng personally picked up the flask and poured three glasses of wine, and then said: "You two have seen the situation in Liangzhou. Millions of troops are attacking the city day and night.
I don’t know how long we can last with 50,000 exhausted troops. If the city of Liangzhou is destroyed, it will not be these 300,000 people who will suffer, but tens of thousands of Central Plains elders. The Turkic army will be much worse than it was hundreds of years ago.
The Mongolian cavalry is even worse. Our Han family has only recovered from the rule of the Mongolian Tatars for more than ten years. Do we have to live the life of a fourth-class untouchable again! Zhang is not talented, but he is passionate and passionate.
There are still some. As long as I am here, the iron hooves of the Turks will not be able to trample Liangzhou. I am just suffering from the difficulty of being alone, so I would like to ask you two for a favor."
Ma Zhiyuan and Li Zhihe have admired this legendary hero for a long time. Today, they saw that he was indeed well-deserved. He was fast-talking and passionate. What was more important was that he not only had the people of Liangzhou in his heart, but also defended the country of the Han Dynasty.
This is true heroism and true righteousness.
Ma Zhiyuan suddenly stood up and said: "Although Ma is a scholar, he is also full of passion. The commander-in-chief just gives orders and will go through fire and water to shed his blood without hesitation."
Li Zhihe also stood up and said excitedly: "So is so-and-so!"
Yuan Feng also stood up, clasped his fists and said: "Thank you two gentlemen in advance. Liangzhou is located in a remote place and has not been controlled by the imperial court for a long time. The Central Plains must not know about the war here. If you want to defend Liangzhou and the Han people,
, Liangzhou people alone are not enough, we must get support from people all over the world to win, so I would like to ask you two to break out and go to the Central Plains to tell the people there what is happening here and let them know that there is a group of people in the far northwest who are fighting.
Fight to the death to protect them."
"Mr., your name is so famous in the literary world that if you raise your arms and the world responds, Liangzhou will be saved, and the world will be saved. This is an important task that I am not qualified for. I will thank you again on behalf of Liangzhou's 300,000 soldiers and civilians." Yuan Feng said.
After saying that, he left the table, lifted his robe and knelt down. This was to give a big salute to Ma Zhiyuan.
Poets are all emotional creatures, and the blood in their bones is always warm. Coupled with Yuan Feng's sincere and sincere confession, the blood almost boiled, and Ma Zhiyuan also left the table and fell to his knees.
"Commander, Zhiyuan will definitely live up to the great trust!"
"gentlemen!"
"Commander!"
The two hands were tightly clasped together, and something glistening was already shining in Ma Zhiyuan's eyes. Yuan Feng poured three glasses of wine himself, drank it down with Ma Zhiyuan and Li Zhihe in one gulp, and said loudly: "Here comes someone!
"
A chorus of responses came from the yard: "Yes!"
When I opened the door, I saw that a group of vigorous soldiers had lined up and were ready for review. This was the essence of the cavalry in the Liangzhou Army. In terms of strength, it was no less than the Turkic Wolf Cavalry. In terms of equipment, it was even more armed to the teeth. Each man was equipped with
I got three Ili horses, hand crossbows, swords, spears, and chainmail, everything you need.
This unit is responsible for escorting the poet to break out of the encirclement, and it also carries a letter for help written as the prefect of Liangzhou. This letter will be sent directly to the capital. In addition, Lin Lianjiang, one of the Thirteen Taibao, is also in the team. He is carrying
Yuan Feng wrote letters to Liu Songpo, the magistrate of Tongcheng, and Yu Chiguang, the chaebol of Chang'an. These two people have extraordinary influence in the political and business circles. If they can help, the effect will definitely be good.
After drinking Zhuangxing wine, it was already dark. It was time for the Turks to have dinner. Ma Zhiyuan and Li Zhihe wore rhinoceros leather armor and mesh armor. They also wore long knives and bows and arrows like soldiers. Yuan Feng personally took the
They arrived at the east gate, where there was already a cavalry force of several hundred people waiting. Seeing the general arriving, the cavalry soldiers formed their team solemnly. Yuan Feng rode his horse in front of them, looking at each soldier's face.
They all stayed for a few seconds, and then said: "Open the door!"
The city gate opened, and the cavalry took the lead to rush out. Not long after, the thundering hoofbeats of the Turkic army were heard in the distance. Ma Zhiyuan asked in surprise: "This is it?"
"This is a death squad to attract enemies." Yuan Feng said calmly.
A tragic emotion arose in Ma Zhiyuan's heart. Those young soldiers knew that they were decoys, but they still regarded death as if they were home. No one complained or flinched. What kind of spirit was this...
Hearing the sound of horse hooves fading away, Yuan Fengcai said: "Okay, you can go."
The city gate opened, the cavalry rushed out, and Ma Zhiyuan also ran out with his whip raised. When he came to the suspension bridge, he suddenly reined in his horse and looked back, with tears in his eyes. Farewell, Liangzhou, farewell, heroes.
Watching the rescue team disappear into the endless night, Yuan Feng let out a sigh of relief. Zhou Ze'an sighed at the side: "I wonder how many of these people can reach the Central Plains alive."
"I don't know, but this is all we can do. I hope they won't let me down or let Liangzhou down."
"Boom, boom" a loud noise came from behind. When I looked back, I saw countless bolides falling from the sky, and the Turks started shelling again.