Due to the severe lack of sleep, Su Lu felt as if the Tianling Gai was being lifted up by a rope, and he felt irritated and wanted to beat Tudun'er.
Staggeringly standing up, Su Lu asked Tudun'er:
"That Captain Li and General Li?"
Tudun'er supported Su Lu with a panicked look on his face: "Captain, are you okay? I'm going to find a doctor. I don't know if there is a doctor in this city."
Su Lu sobered up a bit and drank to keep Tudun'er down, "Lead the way, what's going on at this time?"
Because he was woken up from a deep sleep, Su Lu felt that his brain was going to explode, and his voice couldn't help but have a hint of indifference.
Tudun'er was frightened and did not dare to speak. He lowered his head and led Su Lu to the west district of Guancheng, where he saw the guards and a group of women and children surrounding them.
Su Lu came over and the guards separated automatically. The two people still arguing were Li Kun and Li Xiaoqin.
"Aren't they human? Why are you so cruel? Are you watching them starve to death?"
"What does it mean to be cruel? Seeing that we are out of food, and our brothers are short of food because of you and are killed by the Thule people, does that count as being cruel?"
"Nonsense, when will I let my brothers be short of food because of me?"
After listening to the argument between the two, Su Lu looked at the women kneeling on the ground and understood the whole story. After taking a deep breath, Su Lu walked in.
When Li Xiaoqin and Li Kun saw Su Lu coming, they stopped arguing at the same time.
"Captain"
Su Lu looked at the two of them, both of whom had blood-red eyes and lacked sleep.
Two women kneeling on the ground were holding grain bags in their hands, and another little girl, about three or four years old, was sitting nearby wiping her tears.
The women and children surrounding them all remained silent. Under the threat of the guards' gunpoints, they did not dare to come over even if they wanted to.
"A captain, a general, who was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Nothing can be discussed. If you have such skills, you can't sleep more and save more strength to block the attack of the Thule people later."
The two of them lowered their heads together, not daring to face Su Lu's anger. They felt that Su Lu was like a furnace that was about to explode. If anything went wrong, it would explode immediately.
After being lectured by Su Lu for a while, Li Kun finally couldn't bear it any longer and was the first to retort:
"Captain, these women and children are also Han Chinese. Maybe they have relatives of our brothers among them!"
"so what?"
Su Lu directly kicked Li Kun, causing him to stagger back several steps. Several guards behind him supported him and prevented him from falling.
Li Kun's eyes widened, not believing that Su Lu would kick him because of this.
"Today I will teach you a lesson. Compassion does not control soldiers. From now on, you will be in charge of a battalion and an army alone. What should you do in the face of such a situation?
Give the rations that your brothers have been holding on to for the rest of their lives to these women and children who can eat you up in one meal, and then ruin the entire guard camp and ruin the entire planned war situation of the Jiedu Mansion."
Li Kun didn't dare to speak.
Li Xiaoqin showed a hint of joy when he heard this. He thought that Su Lu agreed with his opinion. Compassion does not control troops. There is this sentence in many art of war. If you want to win the battle, you must not be merciful.
"And you, General Li Xiaoqin, the former commander-in-chief of the Ding Army."
Su Lu's violent shouting pulled Li Xiaoqin out of his complacency. He looked at Su Lu in confusion, wondering why Su Lu was angry with him again.
"Have you seen these women and children? They are all flesh and blood. They are not cold numbers like the five hundred battle losses in your military book. They also have relatives, husbands, fathers, and sons."
"Of course, he won't be a relative of your Commander Li Xiaoqin, but he may be the wife, mother or daughter of your personal soldier Li Xiaoqin.
Have you ever thought about what your soldiers would think, watching them starve to death like this, and what he would think a victory in this battle would bring to him?"
Li Xiaoqin's face was ashen. He had always been in charge of soldiers and thought he was not too harsh, but he was born as a general, which limited his vision after all. Military books and strategies could not teach him these things.
After being scolded by Su Lu, he was enlightened. The unsolvable problems that had been lingering around him before seemed to have answers. Why did Pao Ze, who was initially sympathetic to him, gradually move away from him, and sometimes even stabbed him in the back.
"Uncle, I'll give you some food. Don't hit that uncle. He's a good man."
The little girl worked hard to lift the bag containing more than three kilograms of flour and wanted to hand it to Su Lu.
"My mother said, this uncle is right. Only by killing the Thule people can we survive."
"If you don't have enough to eat, we won't be able to survive either."
Su Lu took the bag, squatted down, looked at the little girl's face covered with black stains, reached out to help her wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and said softly:
"Little sister, what's your name?"
"My name is Xiaomi. My mother said that millet is a very delicious porridge. She drank a bowl of it after she gave birth to me and it was very sweet."
Xiaomi's face was full of smile, she glanced at the grain bag in Su Lu's hand, licked her lips, and said in a hoarse voice:
"My mother said that at that time, the Thule people had not invaded our area, and millet was grown everywhere in the fields, and we could have millet every year."
"Uncle, will we have millet to drink in the future?"
Xiaomi licked her lips and looked at Su Lu, with an innocent smile on her thin cheeks.
"Yes, we will drink millet."
Su Lu rubbed Xiaomi's face and couldn't bear to look anymore. He looked at the women behind him and saw a woman whose face was covered with yellow clay and smiled at him. She looked like she wanted to come over to pick up Xiaomi, but she couldn't.
He didn't dare to come over.
"Is there any millet in the camp, Tudun'er?"
Su Lu asked Tudun'er at the back.
Tudun'er hurriedly answered: "Just a little more, Governor."
Su Lu nodded: "Give my share to Xiaomi tonight."
Su Lu stood up and ordered these women and children: "This is a military city. The Thule people will attack the city at any time. The guard does not feed useless people, so it is impossible to give you food for free. If you want to eat three meals a day, then
Just let me see what skills you have to survive?"
A group of women and children were all confused and did not understand what Su Lu meant by this sentence.
Li Kun next to him was anxious and hurriedly struggled to get out of the hands of several guards: "Cooking, washing clothes, feeding horses, boiling water, transporting weapons, these are all fine."
Xiaomi held her mother's hand and shouted in a hoarse voice: "My mother can wash clothes and cook."
Su Lu glanced at Xiaomi and said, "Okay, stand aside. If we can gather three people with insurance later, I will use you to serve as an assistant to the gang leader army. The reward will be three meals a day for you and your daughter."
A group of people didn't know what the reward was, but that didn't stop them from knowing three meals a day, so they started shouting in a panic:
"I can cook"
"I can do laundry"
"I have strength, I can do farm work and deliver things."
A group of women and children basically shouted out what they could do.
Su Lu turned around and kicked Li Kun down: "You are responsible for this matter. Please verify their identities for me. Only three of them can be used as bailees."
Then he turned to Li Xiaoqin: "You are responsible for supervising and keeping me awake."
After cursing a few words, Su Lu left unhappily, leaving behind a group of women and children hugging each other and crying, Li Kun crying with joy, and Li Xiaoqin looking admiring.
In the crowd, soldier Zheng Kai wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeves. What a good general.
