In war, consumption is always the first priority. Whether it is tents for ordinary soldiers, special-sized wood, wooden iron tools, or even torches and kerosene for night lighting, generally speaking, they need to be prepared at the rear, and then

Transported to the front line.

Especially people like Jiangdong, who carried out destructive plunder in the Jiangling area, which caused great damage to the production in the Jiangling area, so much so that even the daily supply had problems, let alone replenishing military consumption.

, and the large number of soldiers in Jiangling cannot live without food and drink, and there is no dry food reserve for the soldiers like General Fei Qian of the Hussars. To some extent, the dry food reserves of Jiangdong soldiers are not even available to Cao Cao's men.

If it can't compare, it will rely even more on logistical and baggage transportation.

Perhaps it is the difference between the north and the south. Even in later generations, the vegetable markets in the south and the markets in the north are still like two worlds in terms of vendor sales and purchasing habits. Or maybe it is because of the hot weather in Jiangdong, even if

Making dry food is also easy to spoil, so it is better to make a little at a time to avoid unnecessary waste.

And now this habit has led to Jiangdong having to load all kinds of supplies, whether they are what ordinary people can think of or unexpected, onto cars and ships, and transport them to Jiangling to provide for the needs of subsequent operations.

That's right, when Sun Quan found out that Cao Cao had not truly united with the Hussars, he was not only furious, but also kicked Zhou Yu away, preparing to fight on his own...

Zhou Yu advised him to give up as soon as he could, but of course he didn't listen. He even drove him back to Jiangdong to self-province on the grounds that Zhou Yu had made a command mistake on the spot. Lu Su almost fell out, and Sun Quan even felt that everyone in the world was fighting against him.

When he was against him, he was thinking of all kinds of ways to deceive him. He directly drew his sword and chopped the desk, and said cruel words. Anyone who opposed his war would end up like the desk!

So what else can be said?

Sun Quan was proud and prepared to fight against Jingbei. However, in order to fight, the logistics materials must be in place first. We can't just let the Jiangdong soldiers starve to fight in the north? Sun Quan naturally understood this truth, so he continued to fight.

Urging, let the rear mobilize all kinds of materials to the front...

Wujun.

The city magistrate Mabo and his soldiers staggered around the corner, causing a commotion immediately. The people who were buying things in the market just lowered their heads and left one after another, even some people who were bargaining with the vendors.

He quickly dropped the items in his hands and left without saying a word.

Ma Zai was obviously very satisfied with having such a great influence. He raised his head, looked ahead with both nostrils, and walked slowly with a sway. This was his most glorious moment, and it seemed that he would become the most influential person in the county.

Ling regained all the groveling in front of him and walked on the market street in a very happy mood.

The vendor on the side offered some fresh fruits to quench his thirst, but Ma Chou slapped him to the ground, "What do you mean? You want to bribe me, why don't you?!"

The vendor trembled with fright, then immediately knelt down and kowtowed, and then was kicked away by the horse, "Get out!"

After getting the news, the mayor came over in a hurry. As soon as they met, he bowed his head to the ground and said, "I've seen the commander! I didn't know that the commander was coming, but he was far away to greet him..."

"It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk..." Seeing the people in the system, Ma Bao put a smile on his face, "The market is really lively today..."

"Yes, yes, today happens to be the tenth day, so there is a big market..." The market scumbag stepped forward and followed Ma Hao respectfully, bending forward step by step, "I don't know if the commander is here..." 』

The mayor coughed twice and said seriously: "Is this...cough cough, I see that there are many people gathered in the market today. I think they are all good citizens who are worried about the country and are willing to share their worries with the Lord!"

The city stalwart rolled his eyes and responded decisively, "That's definitely the case!"

The mayor nodded slowly, looking very pleased, and then smiled, showing some yellow and white teeth, "That's very good! I feel so relieved! Today there is an order! Now my lord We are in urgent need of supplies for the campaign in Jingzhou. Today’s meeting is to mobilize half of each party to honor the lord and support Jiangling!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding vendors who were listening with their ears pricked up immediately began to wail...

"Very good, very good..." The mayor of the city still smiled and nodded slowly in all directions, "After hearing this order, everyone was excited and donated enthusiastically. It is really a model for Jiangdong..."

Before the mayor finished speaking, a vendor fell at his feet and begged with tears in his eyes: "Shangguan, please have mercy! We just paid the conscription last month, and now it's not even ten months yet." , it’s just another call-up... The little one, the little one is really overwhelmed... I beg the Lord to have mercy on me..."

The mayor smiled and helped the vendor up, then said with a fierce look: "This is your order! Do you want to resist your order?"

The vendor trembled and said, "I don't dare, I don't dare... I just can't, can I reduce it a little bit..."

The city magistrate Ma Pao secretly laughed in his heart, "Reduction or exemption? Wouldn't it mean that someone would not make any money if he reduced or exempted it? Of the 50% of the levy, 10% would be sent to Jiangling, and the other 40% would have to be divided among various levels. In addition to paying filial piety to the county magistrate and his gang, In addition to the big head of filial piety, including Ma Chai himself, there are also the mayor, the mayor, the mayor, the city official, the mayor, the mayor, the doorman, the column leader, the corps commander, the guardian, etc., which one Don't you have to live with some oil and water? If this is reduced or exempted, wouldn't you still have to repay it?

The merchant in particular begged, and the market leader was a little impatient, so he smiled and pushed the merchant towards the market man. The market man immediately understood, stepped forward and gave the merchant a big slap in the face. He was slapped so hard that he almost fell to the ground, "You bastard! How dare you openly disobey me! I want to die!"

"Er..." As his voice rose, the city magistrate stretched out his hand slowly, "Why use force... I must be a good citizen, and they must be willing to support the lord... If there are enemy spies who intend to sabotage it... …It’s not too late to take action again…”

The city stalwart immediately raised his hands and bowed, "It's true what your commander said! Please understand!"

As the two of them were chatting, a vendor at the street corner secretly rolled up his own goods, trying to escape into an alley unprepared...

The city miser turned his head and saw it, and immediately pointed his hand, "This is an enemy spy! He wants to escape when his whereabouts are exposed! Why don't you capture him quickly!"

Immediately, a market soldier rushed forward with a long sword like a wolf, struck his legs and knocked him to the ground, then dragged him back with his head forked.

The escaping merchant opened his mouth as if to tell the difference or to plead for mercy, but the merchant stepped forward and kicked him hard in the mouth. Blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, and several of his big teeth flew out.

I couldn't speak clearly, I could only whine and whine.

"Since he is a spy of the enemy country, there is no need to send him to the court..." The city magistrate Mabo still said slowly, "Just behead him."

The city clerk licked his lips, feeling inexplicably excited, and then motioned to the city guards to press the screaming vendor to the ground. He spat on his hands, rubbed them from side to side, and pulled out with a smile.

The waist knife came, and after a few gestures, it was slashed with a sharp knife!

The vendor's frightened and painful expression was forever frozen on his face. His head beat a few times, and then he crashed into another vendor's shop. He was so frightened that the vendor kicked his head out again, and was in chaos at the entrance of the market street.

roll……

The city magistrate looked around and saw that the effect of killing chickens to scare monkeys was good. Everyone was trembling and did not dare to say anything anymore. They just nodded, and a few tiny bytes popped out from the corners of their mouths. Sui Feng

Dispersing is probably related to "fortunate drinking" and "troublesome people" in general.

The market scumbag wiped the blood from the knife edge on the headless vendor's body, then carefully looked at the knife to see if there were any gaps, and finally put the knife back into its sheath with some satisfaction.

"The knife is good... the swordsmanship is also good..." The mayor smiled and patted the mayor's shoulder, "I'll leave this place to you, I have to go to the next place... I'm doing it well, if there is any

Given the opportunity, I will definitely recommend something to you..."

"Thank you very much, Commander! Your Commander is the reborn parent of a certain person. Even if he sacrifices his life and breaks his bones, it's hard to repay him!" The city stingy man was so excited that he was trembling all over, even if there were stains and blood on the ground, he just lay on the ground with a bang.

A buzzing of the head, "Please don't worry, sir!"

The mayor was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "It doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't have to be like this..." Then he looked the mayor up and down again, "If I remember correctly, you are called Ma Erlang? Do you have a correct name?"

』

The city's mischievous man, Ma Erlang, shouted again, "I only have a nickname... I have overstepped my bounds, and I beg you to give me a correct name..."

"Oh..." Ma Bang waved his hand, with a serious face, "How can this naming matter be so casual? Huh?"

Ma Erlang rolled his eyes and said, "Ah, ah, I understand, I understand! I will prepare now..."

"Well..." Ma Ma immediately smiled, "Don't worry... My lord, the great cause is the most important thing, and the great cause is the most important thing..."

"Yes, my lord, the great cause is the most important, the great cause is the most important..."

……(/□＼*)……

August 11, the fourth year of Taixing in the Han Dynasty.

At this time, the Battle of Wancheng began, and Cao Cao tried his best to mobilize troops and horses to besiege Xu Huang. Xu Huang wanted to assassinate Cao Cao in the battle, but was intercepted by Dian Wei and failed.

However, at Wuguan Pass, the key pass in Guanzhong, it was busy and a little nervous, but the battle in Jingzhou was not taken too seriously. Here, the more important thing was not to prepare for the battle, but to distribute the refugees.

The soldiers who came from Guanzhong have set up a large number of diversion camps close to Wuguan. After being washed and disinfected, the refugees from Jingzhou were all disrupted and arranged in temporary camps, waiting for distribution. There was sufficient accommodation for the refugees.

The experienced hussars are quite comfortable with this kind of thing. It is complicated but not confusing.

The first people to leave the refugee camp were some skilled people, such as those who could read, understand arithmetic, or be good at handicrafts. Even those who knew how to weave baskets and make straw sandals were selected first and then quickly put into work.

Among all kinds of work, as for those who can do nothing but work hard in farming, they can only wait for the subsequent deployment and arrangements...

Fei Qian and Pang Tong were climbing the mountain.

General Fei Qian once again took Pang Tong to climb the mountain. This time he climbed Shaoxi Mountain near Wuguan. The peak of the mountain is dangerous, and Fei Qian did not completely climb to the highest peak. Going higher may require professional mountaineering equipment.

.

This time I am planning to leave Wuguan and go south to resolve the dispute in Jingzhou...

"Lord..." Pang Tong was panting, but it was obviously better than the last few times, "This... this baggage is all ready... Huh..."

"Well, I'm not worried about the baggage. After all, I don't plan to fight for a long time..." Fei Qian smiled and stretched out his hand to help Pang Tong. "Compared with the baggage, I am more worried about other things..."

Pang Tong turned to look at Fei Qian and raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"Corruption," Fei Qian said.

"Corruption?" Pang Tong frowned.

Fei Qian nodded slightly, "Nowadays in Chang'an, there are many noisy people who claim that Shandong can be conquered in one fell swoop. Do scholars know whether they are public or private?"

Pang Tong gasped a few times and sneered twice, "It's all private!"

Most keyboard warriors always say justice and fairness, but in fact most of them just want to satisfy their own desires and seek an outlet to enjoy themselves. As for whether it will cause subsequent problems, these keyboard warriors never

Even if I think about it, I don't want to take responsibility for it.

Just like in Chang'an right now, there are a lot of people clamoring to do it all at once, to do it once and for all, etc. But the problem is, when the army is mobilized and all the people are concentrated, where will the money and food come from? These people can spit it out

Coming out?

The soldiers' high-calorie dry food and oil substitutes have indeed solved part of the problem, but what about the war horses? The fodder for the war horses has been accumulated during this period. If the entire army is really gathering, where will the forage that must be consumed come from?

Is it necessary to recruit people? Where will they be recruited? Will they come from the pockets of these trolls?

What about the expenditure to appease the refugees? What about the amount of rations that must be sustained for a period of time?

Is it possible to do some tricks like moving from left pocket to right pocket without putting it in the mouth?

Send you a cash red envelope!
To be continued...