"Brother, I wonder how many soldiers will be trained in Nanxiang?"
Huang Chong asked.
"In addition to the 400 people who returned from Jincheng, let's draw another 600 people to make up for 1,000 people."
The number of 1,600 people serving in the army out of more than 30,000 people sounds like a lot, because most countries in later generations generally do not have more than one to one hundred.
But for now, that's not much.
Some people in later generations said that one of the evidences of Zhuge Lao Yao's militarism in the Shu Han Dynasty was that the ratio of soldiers to civilians was one to ten, which made the Shu Han people miserable.
But in fact, whether it is the Han Dynasty, Soochow Wu, or Cao Wei, the ratio of soldiers to civilians basically fluctuates around one to ten. Therefore, if this is really considered as evidence of guilt, everyone is actually the same.
They are all resorting to militarism.
As for the saying that people can't make a living... How come there are still places where people can make a living during the entire Three Kingdoms era?
It can only be said that it depends on which person in power has better methods of managing people's livelihood.
Therefore, after such a comparison, Nanxiang soldiers and civilians are one to twenty, which is indeed not much.
But that's not how the accounts are calculated, because Nanxiang is a place where golden eggs are laid. If too many people are deployed, once the normal production order is affected, even ten thousand soldiers may not be able to make up for it.
In addition, during this trip to Yuexi, some business backbones were transferred to build various basic tasks in Yuexi, and the manpower in Nanxiang was already slightly tight.
Fortunately, Feng Yong had the foresight to open the school and use it for students during the day and for employees at night.
The development of night schools, the open training system for various technologies, and Nanxiang's unique "teaching and mentoring" culture have allowed Feng Yong to reserve a considerable number of technical backbones.
In addition, the slave workers at the bottom have a strong desire to naturalize, which can make up for the gap caused by the transfer of backbones, so that the technical backbone can quickly bring out new people.
It can be said that Nanxiang is now a grassroots talent training base in the hands of Feng Yong. Even the soldiers there are future grassroots officers in the hands of the generals of the Nanxiang faction. We cannot draw blood from it, otherwise the gain will not be worth the loss.
It's just that the cost of training this grassroots backbone of the military is a bit high, which makes Feng Yong feel a little distressed.
"Soldiers who are disabled and can no longer fight on the battlefield should be carefully arranged after they recover. If you are willing, try to arrange them in Yuexuan. After all, this is a newly opened place, and the racecourse needs a lot of management."
"Let me explain it clearly to them. If we go back to Nanxiang, we won't have to worry about food and clothing, but in the long run, our future prospects may not be as good as those in Yuexi."
Where there is life there is death, where there is injury there is disability.
The development and construction of Yuexi requires a large number of stewards, grassroots managers, and even backbones. Retired and disabled soldiers who are quite organized and can recognize common words are extremely suitable candidates.
This can be regarded as finding a new way out for them.
After all, only when others have no worries can they go into battle to kill the enemy with peace of mind. Feng Yong has always spared no effort in this aspect: only when others go into battle and fight desperately can he live a peaceful life in the rear.
"Also, when you return to Qiongdu this time, remember to let the people below discuss it, especially the casualties, how to kill the enemy better, and how to better avoid casualties. You must write them down."
"Compile it into a book and then promote it throughout the army. This matter is very important. Zi Shi and Yi Zhi, you two should do this job together. You must do it yourself, and you must not rely on others."
Only by learning experiences can people grow better, and by learning lessons can people grow faster.
If you want Nanxiang soldiers to die less, it is necessary to conduct a post-war summary.
This is what makes Nanxiang soldiers different from soldiers of this era. They do not need to sum up their survival experience from the battlefield dozens or even dozens of times like other soldiers.
How many people can survive the battlefield dozens or even dozens of times?
Comparing it like this, the hard work of training in the past few years is actually worth it.
"promise."
Huang Chong and Wang Xun responded simultaneously.
This time, the soldiers of Nanxiang were dispatched. They moved quickly, fought every battle, and were not afraid of death. This is enough to show that my brother's military drill is a rare art of war, and it also shows that my brother has great strategies in his heart.
Although some of the rules my brother followed in the military seemed very strange, it must have a deeper meaning.
"The rest will be handled according to the rules Nanxiang established earlier."
In fact, Nanxiang had already formulated detailed rules for these situations, but this was the first time that Nanxiang soldiers were officially dispatched on a large scale. Feng Yong seemed to take it very seriously, so he kept nagging for a long time.
Huang Chong and Wang Xun stood there and listened carefully without any slack.
The authority of the elder brother is getting stronger and stronger, which is easy to say on weekdays, but when it comes to serious matters, it always makes people feel that he is not the same person as usual.
After explaining this, Feng Yong walked to the ditch, washed the mud off his feet, then took the wooden clogs lying aside and put them on, waved to the Yiren children in the distance, showed a kind smile, and pointed
Fish basket.
The Yi kid nodded repeatedly, grinned, patted his chest, and shouted in less than standard Chinese, "Sir, I understand."
There is harmony and harmony between the two.
Feng Yong smiled and signaled, then turned around and walked back, "Let's go, take me to see the wounded soldiers."
Huang Chong looked back at the large fields filled with water, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother, why are there fish in this field?"
"For fertile fields."
After several years of exercise and timely nutritional supplements, Feng Yong has a very tall figure and walks at the front, giving people a majestic feeling.
"In this newly opened paddy field, there are still weeds and other things in the soil. Putting fish in it will eat up the grass. Secondly, the fields where fish are raised will always be more fertile."
Feng Yong explained.
Then he pointed to the south and said, "I asked Jufu to lead the troops south along the Sunshui River Valley. In fact, the main purpose is to visit Dingchen County."
"Before we came from Jincheng, I had already inquired about the salt ponds in Dingluo, which is far away. Once the road is found in Gofu, we can get the salt from Dinglu to pickle the salted fish."
Salted fish is a good thing. It is meat and contains salt. It can be stored for a long time and will not deteriorate easily. It is also easy to transport and easy to eat. Even if the conditions are really bad, you can just pick it up and eat it as a staple food.
If you are cooking something, put a piece of salted fish in the bowl and steam it till soft, it will taste better.
It is simply a must-have product for marching and fighting.
Why is it said that Greater Sichuan was China’s last rear during the Anti-Japanese War?
Because it is truly a treasure land given to China by God.
The terrain is difficult, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Surrounded by mountains, it has not only a grain production base, but also rich mineral resources. The reserves of iron and coal are amazing.
God even saw that it was far away from the sea, and actually arranged for it to have abundant salt wells, even making up for the common shortcoming of salt shortage in the inland.
What is this if not a treasure land?
"Is there a salt pond in Dinglu?"
Huang Chong thought for a moment and then asked, "Brother, remember, isn't there a tribe of Yi tribes in Dinglu? The salt and iron are huge profits, and the Yi people are short of salt. If we take away Dinglu's salt pond, I'm afraid
The barbarians will be dissatisfied."
At this time, you can see the difference between Huang Chong, a son of aristocratic family, and Wang Xun, who came from a grassroots background.
Because of the family background, Huang Chong's vision is indeed far-sighted and wiser than Wang Xun's.
"That's why I asked Jufu to explore the route in advance."
Feng Yong smiled calmly, "Whoever is dissatisfied, that's his business. Whether I can take back the salt pond or not, that's my business."
No matter how weak the Han Dynasty was, the Han army was still an insurmountable mountain for the Yi people.
If the two sides really let go of the fight, it will not be much different from the beauty Xi who fights Silly Damu in later generations, and the gap may even be bigger.
The reason why we don't fight is because many times it's not worth fighting, or the cost of fighting is really disproportionate to the gains.
Dinglu is located in a remote area. To get to Dinglu from Qiongdu, you have to walk down the Sun River to the confluence of Sun River and Lu River, and then cross the Lu River to reach Dinglu.
From this aspect, sending troops to Dinglu is indeed a high-cost operation.
But Feng Yong, based on the information he received from Langli of the Yanniu tribe, knew that the Dongqu tribe had wanted to unite with the Zhuma tribe and the Yanniu tribe in the north, as well as the Dingchen hero Lang Cen in the south, to besiege Qiongdu together.
However, the Dongqu Department's plan to stall for time failed first, and then was struck by Zhang Ni's thunder, and was defeated soon after. Therefore, the joint plan naturally failed.
If this Lang Cen was included in the joint list by the Dongqu Department, he would naturally not be a good candidate.
Also, although Lang Cen had sent someone to tell Eshun that he was willing to surrender to the Ghost King, it had been so long since Feng Yong, the Ghost King, arrived in Yuexi, and he hadn't even sent anyone over.
Therefore, in Feng Yong's opinion, Dingchen County will definitely send troops there. As for how many troops will be sent, it depends on whether Lang Cen really wants to surrender or is just pretending to be superficial.
If you truly surrender, and the Ghost King wants to take back Dinglu’s salt pond, why don’t you quickly offer it up with both hands obediently?
When dealing with barbarians, the Han Dynasty behaved like a completely domineering president, and there was no room for negotiation.
Time entered May, and news finally came from Jufu heading south.
After crossing the Lu River, Jufu prepared to enter Dingcheng, but was rejected by Dingcheng's handsome man Lang Cen.
Jufu again requested supplies on the grounds that he had come a long way and lacked food and grass, but Lang Cen refused again. He also tried to encourage the tribes around Dinglu to attack Jufu's troops and drive them back to the east of Lushui.
Although Jufu led less than 300 soldiers, he was not afraid because he brought enough dry food.
He first built a camp in a dangerous place to the west of Lu River. While sending people to report the news to Qiongdu as soon as possible, he also sent people to spread the news: Lang Cen violated the ghost king's will and was about to suffer a big disaster, just like the Dongqu.
Department, horse catching department is general.
When the Yi people heard this, they all had doubts and did not dare to attack with all their strength. Some even secretly sent food, drink and other supplies to Jufu's camp.
After receiving the report from Jufu, Feng Yong sneered, "This wolf is afraid of wolves before and tigers behind. He is indecisive in his actions, greedy for small profits and cherishing his own life. He is not worthy of danger."
"I heard that Lang Cen is quite famous in Dinglu and is popular with the barbarians, but I don't know why Feng Changshi gave this person such evaluation?"
Meng Yan, who has dark skin, flat face, and a typical Yiren appearance, heard Feng Yong's words and asked humbly. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong in saying that others were Yiren.
Feng Yong glanced at Meng Yan. This guy is quite capable. The key is that he has a dark heart and a thick skin. He is indeed an official material. He is much better than Meng Huo's straightforward temperament.
"That Lang Cen first said that he wanted to submit to the Han Dynasty, and then he wanted to join forces with the Dongqu Department. That's all. The key is that he doesn't even know what he wants to do."
"Rejecting General Ju to enter Dingcheng was an act of rebellion against the Han Dynasty, but he was indifferent when General Ju was crossing the Shanghai River. He was probably afraid of offending us too much and just wanted to keep his position in Dingcheng."
"What is the way to do things other than to be indecisive, greedy for small gains and cherish your own life?"
"If the southern barbarians rebelled, they would have relied on the dangerous terrain. But now that they have allowed General Ju to establish a foothold on the west side of Lu River, they have actually put themselves in a disadvantageous position. This behavior, so I conclude that he is not a threat."
"I once heard someone say that either you don't do it or you don't stop. If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent person. This wolf Cen does half the work and leaves the other half. He has no big heart. What's the point?"
When Meng Yan heard this, he was deeply impressed.
At the same time, he secretly thought to himself, this sentence "If you don't do it, you won't stop", is he just talking about himself? Otherwise, where does the power of the Ghost King come from?
In May of the fourth year of Jianxing, Feng Yong selected 300 soldiers from Nanxiang and 1,000 soldiers from the barbarians who were good at mountain road travel. He ordered Huang Chong and Wang Xun to lead them and provide support in case of emergency.
At the same time, in a large manor in Mianzhu County, Guanghan County, a young man begged, "Manager Zhang, my family has been following the Zhang family for three generations. Why are we suddenly going to be expelled?"
Is there something wrong?"
"Now that the millet is growing, we don't even have any food left at home. Leaving Zhuangzi will force us to die!"
Manager Zhang held his head high, with a sneer on his face, "Whether you die or not is a matter for the imperial court. The imperial court has said that no idlers are allowed in Zhuangzi. They must all register with the government, otherwise the master's family will be punished."
"In the past two years, haven't the master's family released many people? Isn't it all forced by the imperial court? The master's family understands you, who will understand the master's family? I am not deliberately making things difficult for you. This is the government making things difficult for everyone. Do you understand?
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"Steward Zhang, even if we have to leave Zhuangzi, we still have to wait for Guzi..."
The young man wanted to speak again, but Manager Zhang waved his hand impatiently, and the village man behind him rushed up and drove everyone outside the village.
At the same time, all the rags in the thatched house were thrown out.
For a time, there were constant cries and cries inside and outside Zhuangzi.
"Lang Jun, what should we do?"
The tenants stood in the field with their black belongings and rags in their arms, their faces blank and at a loss. They felt that the bright blue sky was actually extremely gray.
Among them, there are many people who have worked for the master's family for a lifetime, or even two or three lifetimes. They really didn't expect that the master's family was so cold-hearted and kicked people out as soon as they were told.
The young man looked at Zhuangzi with anger in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said bitterly, "This bitch!"
It's just that he kept scolding, but for a while he didn't know what to do. According to the current situation of his family, he was afraid that he would starve to death on the roadside in less than three days.
Zhuangzi's steward stood high up, watching the lowly tenants wandering around Zhuangzi, unwilling to leave for a long time, with a sneer on his face.
"What do the remaining people in Zhuangzi say?"
"When I got back to Manager Zhang, they were all thanking the master's family for their great kindness. They said they were thanking the master's family for giving them a bite of food."
"That's good."
Manager Zhang nodded with satisfaction.
This year the master decided to use eight-oxen plows on all the villages. There is no use in keeping these extra tenants. They are still eating rations for free. They are worried that they will have no excuse to drive them away.
Unexpectedly, the government actually came up with a clue.
While I was thinking this, I saw a sudden commotion among the tenants outside Zhuangzi, and at the same time, there were faint shouts.
After a while, I saw that they all turned around and ran in the same direction at the same time.
In May of the fourth year of Jianxing, civil unrest broke out in Mianzhu County, Guanghan County, north of Jincheng.
The reason was that Zhang Ji, the prefect of Guanghan, enforced the law strictly when checking the land and land of large households, and at the same time forcefully required the large households to report their concealed population and land, otherwise they would be punished, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the wealthy families in Guanghan County.
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So the wealthy families cooperated on the surface, but secretly expelled the tenants from the farm and turned them into refugees, obstructing the census of the population.
For a time, Mianzhu County was filled with refugees, and the government was unable to contain them.
At the same time, the aristocratic family spread rumors that this was due to the harsh government implemented by the imperial court.
So the refugees, who had nowhere to go and no food to eat, were panic-stricken. Under the instigation of thoughtful people, they began to attack the county.
Although Zhang Ji led his troops to eliminate them in time, many people still scattered in the mountains and became bandits.
There was a man named Zhang Mu who gathered many people and roared between Guanghan and Mianzhu, wreaking havoc on the countryside everywhere. Even the military supplies shipped by the Han Dynasty Prime Minister to Hanzhong for the Northern Expedition were plundered.
When the news reached Jincheng, the court was shocked.