At the Han army's camp, the offensive was quickly blocked. It was expected to break through the beachhead, but the Qi army suddenly changed its formation, and the elite rear formation formed a battle formation and pressed forward.
Dong Ning's expression changed as he was commanding the troops before the battle. It was still the Qi army that had secretly learned the formations of its own Han army.
Not only did Niba's grandson join the Qi army, he actually trained troops for the Qi people. If he were to catch him, his grandson would have to be killed.
"Charge me, spearmen, gather in formation, charge, and break this Qi army, we will win."
Dong Ning roared at the top of his lungs.
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After lighting a stick of incense, Dong Ning stabilized his formation and roared at the captain behind him.
"Where is the reserve team? Bring it up for me."
"Made, I haven't fought such a battle for a long time. This Qi army is quite capable of resisting."
Dong Ning's face was full of madness. Although this battle was difficult, it felt great to advance step by step.
The captain of the rear camp ran up with his armor tilted, panting: "Captain, the reserve team has not come up, and Colonel Cao has not sent the military order for a while."
Dong Ning's expression changed. Cao Hua did not send a military order, and the reserve team was cut off again. It was because the camp was attacked. Just now, Li Erniu wanted to withdraw his troops several times. Could it be because the camp was attacked.
"Regulate the army and prepare to withdraw."
Dong Ning said in a calm voice, the camp was attacked, and he must bring the entire team back. If the camp was breached, the Qingjiang camp would be finished.
An hour later, Dong Ningtong returned to the north bank with the remaining troops defeated, and most of his guard troops were lost.
Seeing the North Bank where there was no fighting and Cao Hua being held hostage by several Chinese soldiers, Dong Ning became angry.
I'm fighting in the front, Li Erniu, you're fucking messing around here, and you even caught Cao Hua. He slapped the soldiers who held Cao Hua hostage in the face, beating them back again and again. Dong Ning pointed at Li
Er Niu's nose roared out.
"Li Erniu, what do you want to do!"
"Now it's a war. I captured the beachhead in one fell swoop. I'll be able to lay the foundation in half an hour. You've ruined the good situation."
"Just wait, I will write a letter to your majesty about today's war. I will write a letter to the prince, asking your majesty to come and deal with you, a coward who is afraid of fighting."
"enough!"
Old Li's face was livid: "The Qi army has risen and formed a military formation, but you refused to withdraw even after several orders. What do you want me to do?
The reserves are all pressed forward. Who will be responsible if we lose? Last time, three thousand soldiers were killed in the battle. I have been reprimanded by the three provinces. Your Majesty asked me, if there is another loss today, what should I report to the government and the public?"
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In Huangzhuang, the capital, Su Lu stood outside the potato field, looking at the yellowing crop fields, and said to Li Qing next to him.
"You have the greatest contribution in promoting potatoes to the world. You can announce the digging."
Li Qing's face lit up with joy and he returned the shovel to Su Lu.
"It was you who came here. The success of Han Dynasty depends on you. If these potatoes can be discovered, the people of Han Dynasty will no longer starve. The hope is also yours."
Su Lu laughed and threw the shovel to Li Zhuangtou next to him.
"Come on, Li Zhuangtou, you have the greatest credit here. Dig this first potato plant. If you don't dig enough, your rank will not be promoted."
When Li Zhuangtou heard this, his face lit up and he was overjoyed. This was the prince's praise for him.
With his eyes rolling around, he wandered around the field for a long time, trying to find which one was growing best.
"Just this one."
Li Zhuangtou selected one with a smile, looked at Su Lu and His Majesty, and waited for their orders.
Li Qing smiled and said: "Okay, these potatoes are good for planting. You are the first to do it. Let's get started."
Li Zhuangtou shoveled off the leaves on the top, secretly visually inspected the potato area, and went down with a shovel.
The moist soil was dug up, and in the middle of the dark brown soil, potatoes of all sizes were exposed. The largest ones were the size of an adult's fist, and the smallest ones were only the size of hawthorns.
After digging out the potatoes, Li Zhuangtou dropped the shovel, carefully grabbed the roots of the potatoes, and pulled the potatoes out from the soil with a little force.
After a while, the whole potato was pulled out.
"One, two... thirteen!"
Yu Wei said with a smile on his face, his face full of pride. The Agriculture Department established this time was led by his Ministry of Works, and most of the officials came from the Ministry of Works. The high potato yield was attributed to his Ministry of Works.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, based on this output, it will definitely be a bumper harvest this year."
The rest of them were carrying potatoes and talking as if they were offering treasures.
Li Qing didn't understand this and could only turn his attention to Su Lu.
Su Lu nodded: "Although the output is not that high, eight or nine hundred kilograms is still no problem."
Yang Biao's face in the back was full of shock. He, the Minister of Household Affairs, knew best what eight or nine hundred catties per mu meant. Nowadays, wheat generally ranges from three to four hundred catties to eight or nine hundred catties, which is really astonishing.
Su Lu continued: "This potato variety is not good. If the potato variety is better, with enough water and fertilizer, the yield can be doubled."
Yang Biao opened his mouth wide and looked at Su Lu in confusion, "Master, is this a joke?"
Thinking of Su Lu's past achievements, Yang Biao almost slapped himself. Do you need to doubt what the prince said?
Whether it is military formation or farming, the prince is not sure what he says. The yield of these potatoes will definitely be no problem.
Everyone started to dig dozens of acres of land at the same time, and soon one acre was dug out. Han Zhao from the Agriculture Department commanded several servants to dig out more than the number of potatoes.
Looking at the number written on the book, Han Zhao was stunned for a moment, but he had to give him a push before he could react.
"Very good!"
Han Zhao yelled, holding the book and running in the direction of Su Lu and Li Qing, shouting as he ran.
"My lord, your majesty, I am so happy, my mother-in-law..."
"puff"
Han Zhao stepped on a newly dug potato pit, and his body fell down. He threw himself into the newly dug soil and became disgraced.
Regardless of his disgraced appearance, Han Zhao rolled around, covered in mud, and arrived in front of Su Lu and Li Qing.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the yield per mu is 1,024 kilograms, which is more than twice the yield of wheat. We have only planted a few thousand acres this year. If we plant tens of thousands of acres, we no longer have to worry about famine in the Han Kingdom."
Su Lu nodded. The purpose of growing potatoes himself was to ensure that the Han country had sufficient food, not only to meet the people's livelihood, but also to meet the military food needs in various battles.
We cannot continue to be like before, with a war going on here and having to worry about where to plunder, otherwise the army will be at a standstill tomorrow.
Yang Biao from behind almost jumped up: "Master Han Bo, is this number real?"
When Han Zhao was happy, he didn't care about Yang Biao and just handed the book over.
"My lord, please take a look."
Yang Biao took the book, took a look at it, and immediately smiled. As the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, he knew the pressure of lack of food best. With such output, he no longer had to worry about the army being short of food.
Su Lu asked the waiter next to him: "Have the yields of sweet potatoes been released? They are also good things and the yields are not low."
Su Lu's words shocked Yang Biao and Yu Wei, and they both asked at the same time: