Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 591 End Times (Third Change)

Except for Luo Cheng, no one believed that the Great Sui Empire was coming to an end.

After all, in their view, the Sui Dynasty was the most powerful dynasty in the last few hundred years of the Han Dynasty. They believed that the Sui Dynasty could last as long as the Han Dynasty, and even if it was going to die, it would be at least two or three hundred years later.

No one believed that the Sui Dynasty would be inferior to the Western Jin Dynasty.

The Western Jin Dynasty ended the chaos of the Three Kingdoms and passed on the four emperors. Guozuo was 51 years old. Although it was a flash in the pan, it was recognized that Sima Yan's enfeoffment system was not good enough, which led to the rapid defeat of the Western Jin Dynasty.

The great enfeoffment of the Western Jin Dynasty made the central court weak.

But the Sui Dynasty had no enfeoffments, and the central court was extremely powerful, especially the Kaihuang Dynasty established by Emperor Wen in 22 years. The country was prosperous and powerful, and the government soldiers were powerful.

Even today, although many people criticize the emperor for quick success and quick success, the emperor actually destroyed Tuyuhun and Goguryeo. Many people think that it was indeed very critical before, but now that Goguryeo is also destroyed, the Sui Empire has passed. After the most dangerous catastrophe, it will recover again, even stronger.

But when Luo Cheng came out of Luoyang, what he saw along the way was not the people living and working in peace, but refugees everywhere.On the wide and straight official roads, most of the refugees appeared.

Countless people were dressed in tatters and looked like beggars with hungry looks on their faces.

Even those former watchdogs were either skinny, or had eaten corpses with green eyes and a fierce look.

In the wilderness, people who exchange their children for food can be seen everywhere, let alone in the city, mothers sell their children every day.Some people sell fields, land, houses, and even wives, concubines and children.

Food prices have risen again.

But on the other hand, a large number of fields are abandoned and no one cultivates them. The once fertile land is full of weeds, reaching knees.

Most of the owners of the fields have fled famine, or escaped bandits.

Groups of rebellious troops composed of hungry people, fugitives, and thieves roamed the plains. They continuously attacked the villages along the way, robbed the little food in the hands of the people, set fire to their houses, destroyed the villages, and then forced The people who had nothing left followed them.

In a stable world, each should be in his own place.

Scholars govern the world, common people plow the fields, merchants circulate goods everywhere, and artisans make utensils. Only in this way can the world be stable and prosperous.

But now the people don't farm the land, the soldiers don't guard the soil, the trade routes are blocked, and the cities are in distress. How can the world not be chaotic?

Luo Cheng hates all kinds of scenes of the end times, but he knows that there is nothing he can do. The only thing he can do is to find a way to bring more people to Liaodong, where they can save a little more energy for the Han family and the Central Plains, for the end of the days. Guard the northeast territory of the Han family.

Passing by a ferry, a group of weak refugees gathered there, and they were roasting something.

The adopted son said blankly, "They are eating people."

"I know." Luo Cheng was a little calm.

"It seems that children are roasted."

"Go and ask, whose child is roasting."

Kan Leng went back and forth, "Those people exchanged their children for food. They said that they hadn't eaten for several days, and they also said that the child had starved to death. Because they couldn't bear to eat their own children, they exchanged food with others. .”

"Hey, changing children to eat, the phenomenon of the end of the world, give them some dry food, let them put these poor children in the ground, and tell them, if they are willing to follow us to Liaodong, there will be a way to survive."

A bag of steamed cakes was thrown in front of those people.

"One per person, whoever dares to snatch more will die!"

Wang Xiongdan pointed at the group of people with a Chang Lao in his hand and shouted. The group of people looked at the white steamed cakes, their eyes lit up.But seeing the armor and sharp weapons on those generals, he licked his lips anxiously.

In the end, someone boldly stepped forward to grab a steamed pancake and took it back, but he didn't dare to take more.

The little general in Mingguangjia didn't move him.

So more people rushed forward to pick up the steamed cakes. One guy forgot the rules for a while, so he took two of them, and was knocked over by Wang Xiongdan.

"Warning once, and a second time, die!"

A group of people gobbled it up. They finished a steamed pancake quickly and stared at Luo Cheng and the others.

"You still want to eat? That's fine, bury the child and follow us."

A skinny guy said, "Master Jun, the children are all starving to death. They have already been roasted. It's a pity to bury them. Why don't you take them with you?"

Only a very hungry person would say that.

But Wang Xiongdan pointed at Changluo, "This is Luo Shuai, Duke of Chu State, the Liaodong Jiedu envoy of the imperial court. He followed us. When he arrived in Liaodong, he had land to plant, food to eat, and a house to live in, but he had to listen to us. Buried the child."

When they heard that the general over there was actually Luo Cheng, the group of people were secretly startled.

Finally, after muttering for a while, I decided to go with Luo Cheng. After all, wandering on this plain, I couldn’t find anything to eat, and the city was guarded by government soldiers and county soldiers. Someone will feed them.

Several women began to dig a pit, and their husbands were still saying that it was a pity that it would be cheaper to bury the wild dogs here.

"That's our flesh, it's our child." A woman cried bitterly.

"I know it's my child, but I can only blame him for casting the wrong baby and choosing the wrong time. In fact, the child's life is not bad. His eldest sister sold ten steamed cakes to Ren Yazi on the canal boat. His second sister , sold three catties of grain to the landlord in front of Zhaozhuang, and his grandfather, and starved to death..."

"do not talk."

The woman said sadly.

The man couldn't hold back his tears as he spoke, "Mother, after this catastrophe, we will be reborn. I only hope that this baby will be reincarnated as soon as possible, and then be cast into a wealthy family."

"Follow this handsome man, can we really have steamed cakes?"

Wang Xiongyan was very upset when he saw it. He remembered the days when he was a wandering beggar. If he hadn't met his adoptive father to take them in, he might be the same as that child now, and he would have become the food of some beggar and hungry people.

"Let's go, our commander-in-chief always says what he says and does what he says."

Luo Cheng caught up with the big team in Hejian County.

At this time, this huge immigrant team has grown a little bit.

Originally there were more than 3 people, plus more than [-] people brought by the extermination of Gaojibo's captives, and many refugees who heard that Luo Cheng promised the future of Liaodong along the way also came one after another.

Under Hejian City, the immigrant team expanded to a staggering 20 people.

Duan Da said worriedly to Luo Cheng who came over, "We can no longer accept refugees, there are so many people, we cannot resettle them."

"Now it takes two thousand stones to feed these people every day. They always complain that they are not full. There are too many people and they walk slowly. When we reach Liaodong, it will take another month, two thousand stones a day, to reach the city of Liaodong. We got [-] stones of grain, God, we don’t have that much grain at all.”

Luo Cheng hated this Grandma Duan. Ever since he was defeated by Zhang Jincheng and was given the nickname Grandma Duan, now Luo Cheng's subordinates secretly called him Grandma Duan.

"Didn't we get a lot of food from Gaojibo? In addition, the county governments and powerful local households along the way also gave us a lot. Isn't it enough?"

Duan Da said reluctantly, "Why should the food be fed to these rotten people?"

"Dead people are also people. They are the people of the Sui Dynasty. Liaodong needs them more. From today, the rations for young men and women will be increased to one and a half liters, and the rations for young and old people will still be one liter."

"Add more? My God, food is not wasted like this."

Luo Cheng ignored his jumping feet, but turned to Wei Zheng and said, "We have to speed up, let the young and strong travel eighty miles a day, the young men and women will march sixty miles a day, and the elderly and children will march a day. Forty miles."

"Do you want to pull it away?"

"Well, let these young and strong people rush to Liaodong first, which can save some food rations on the road, and at the same time, they can go there quickly to prepare for spring plowing. You can't miss this spring sowing. You can plant as many species as you can. In addition, you can also rush to build Tunbao houses in advance so that the elderly, children and women behind will not have a place to live when they arrive.”

"The commander-in-chief is still thoughtful, and I will arrange it right away."

(End of this chapter)