Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 772 Fire in the Backyard
Liaodong, Shenglong Mansion.

Du Ruhui was so busy that he couldn't keep his feet on the ground, and he was even a little bit burnt out.

February 200 has passed, and spring plowing has begun, but Liaodong suddenly sent out [-] young and strong people to enter the customs to fight. This is undoubtedly a headache for Liaodong, which has a population of only [-] million.

This year's spring plowing, it is impossible for these young adults to rush back to farm.

He also had to write to the counties and counties, and asked them to arrange for the people in the villages to help each other and complete the spring sowing.

But this is not the most troublesome thing for Du Ruhui now. The most troublesome thing is that Liaodong not only has a loss of [-] young adults, but also has many urgent letters sent from the customs to Liaodong every day, almost all of which are urging food and military equipment of.

It's just like urging to death.

Although he does have grain in the warehouse, the key is to send the grain to the pass, which is not easy, and it is not just sent to one place.

Brothers Luo Cunxiao and Luo Shixin from Qilu urged for food and grass, Luocheng and Guo Xiaoke from Linyi urged for food and grass, and even Fu Gonghu and Du Fuwei in Jianghuai wrote to ask if they could find a way to ship some food for them Come and support me.They have been fighting for more than a year, and now they are enemies on all sides, and food and grass have become a big problem.

Not to mention, Feng Xiaoci's king, Kuo Luo Siye, Guo Xuan, etc. were in Hebei, and they were also urging to transport food to them.

Any route would cost him his life, but now four or five routes are asking him for food, Du Ruhui has a terrible headache.

He couldn't help complaining to his subordinate officials, "If you want me to say, the attack should be suspended now. I said before that it can last for half a year, but now it seems that it can't last for three months."

The officials from several busy homes who hadn't returned for several days also said, "That's right, we have achieved a lot in this spring offensive, so why don't we just withdraw our troops, stabilize the land we occupy, and organize spring plowing in the fields?" , It’s okay to fight after the summer harvest.”

But even so, they also knew that it was impossible to accept the soldiers and horses as soon as they went out, especially now that the situation was so good, how could it be possible to accept them.

The roads in Hebei are even more successful, they have captured half of Hebei, and now they are about to destroy Dou Jiande in one go, so as to regain the whole of Hebei.

"There is no way but to find a way. We have to send the grain to Hebei and Shandong."

"But how can we have so many people, and we still need spring plowing. If the spring plowing is delayed, there will be no harvest this summer."

"We only send it to the seaside and river mouth. As for the next step, they will find a way to transport it to the army." Du Ruhui complained, but things still had to be done.

He arranged, "All counties will recruit young and strong people, and each county will recruit 1 people to come up, plus some official slaves. This time we will recruit 10 people to grab food and grass."

"People are only afraid of complaints!"

"Tell the people that if we transport food for one day, we will make up for one day's money. It's not that we work for free and get money when we have money."

"Transporting food is hard work, and few people are willing to take it if they have the money."

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Lushun County.

Wang Pingan, an immigrant from Shandong, is spreading manure on the raw land that was reclaimed last year together with the immigrants from Tongtun.The land is still newly reclaimed, and the harvest of crops on this kind of land is low, but for the immigrants, they still work very hard.

After all, these lands are hope for them.

Now they live in a house built by themselves, and they borrow from the government for food and use. Although there is no interest, everyone also hopes to have an output earlier, so that they can have more money.

"Dad, drink some water."

A woman came over with a child, her belly bulging slightly. This woman was several years older than Wang Ping'an, and she had a five-year-old daughter who was born to her ex-husband.

The woman and her husband immigrated to Liaodong with their children, but they fell ill on the way, and both the husband and the son died of illness one after another. If Wang Pingan hadn't helped take care of them, the couple would never have made it here.

Later, the woman was grateful, and the government helped to make peace, so the pair of immigrants simply held a wedding, and they became a couple and lived together.

In this foreign land, without relatives or friends, it is difficult for a woman to survive with a little girl, and Wang Pingan, a bachelor, also needs a woman.

What's more, after getting married, they can divide their land more.

Wang Pingan put down the hoe in his hand, smiled and took the wooden bowl handed by his stepdaughter to drink water.

"Why don't you untie this knife and put it on the side of the field, it's tiring to carry it on your back all the time, and it's inconvenient to do things." The woman said.

Wang Pingan looked down at the knife at his waist, but just shook his head.

"Howing with a bow, and woodcutter with a sword, these are things that our village master and instructor have repeatedly told us. We usually work in the fields and go up the mountain to collect firewood, and we must never leave our bodies with swords and arrows."

After Wang Ping'an came to Liaodong, he was also incorporated into the militia in Tunzhuang.

He joined the Zhongyi Bow and Arrow Club, and the village gave him a bow and arrow, and also gave him a horizontal knife.During the slack season, I have to practice bows and knives every morning, and even when I go to work in the fields, I still have to bring knives and arrows.

In the words of the coach, they have to be ready at any time, and they must be ready for battle at all times.

Because Liaodong is not like the Central Plains, the situation here is more complicated. As militiamen, their swords and arrows are to guard villages and protect their wives, children and compatriots.

A fast horse galloped across the road between the fields, and there was a small red flag on the rider's back.

"Assemble, assemble, gather in Tunzhuang."

The knight ran by, shouting.

Upon hearing this, Wang Pingan immediately handed the wooden bowl to his daughter.

"Emergency assembly order, hurry back to the village."

The woman panicked, "What happened?"

"I don't know, but since it's an emergency assembly order, I have to go back to the village immediately."

"Then you go first, and we will be right back."

An emergency assembly order is given, and that is wartime. At this time, whether it is the Fubing County Soldiers or the Tutuan Township Yong Militia, all have to enter a state of emergency combat readiness and get orders from the village they belong to.

Wang Ping'an felt his heart beating faster. He glanced at his wife and daughter. Although they were half-way couples, he couldn't do without them during this period of life.

"I go first!"

Military orders are like mountains and cannot be delayed.

In the field, there are also the same young and strong militiamen, running quickly with swords and bows, rushing towards the nearby village.

After the emergency assembly order is issued, military orders will be issued layer by layer.

"I hope we're just on alert this time, and there's no order to recruit." Wang Pingan thought to himself, his wife was pregnant, and the land was about to be planted. At this time, he was reluctant to leave this new and hopeful home.

Entering the village, the big drying ground was crowded with young and strong village militiamen who looked restless, and everyone whispered to each other, asking what happened.

"Quiet, don't talk anymore."

The Tunzhu who used to have Fubing was a disabled and retired Fubing. He had a loud voice, and after a loud roar, everyone fell silent.

"The order I just received is that the Goguryeo people in Xuantu County rebelled. The higher-ups asked us to enter a state of combat readiness. Each of us should strictly guard our Goguryeo slaves. Those who have Goguryeo concubines at home should also be on guard. Also, the Turkic slaves of Silla Slaves have to be careful too."

"In addition, the county asked us to send out [-] militiamen, ten of whom went to the county to assemble to transport food. The other ten went to the county to assemble to assist the city defense."

"Now, all the militiamen in the village have come and started to draw lots. Whoever wins the draw will be fair and just."

Hearing this news, Wang Ping'an's complexion changed.

The most fearful thing still happened. He can only hope that he will not get it. He doesn't want to go to the county town to help defend, and he doesn't want to transport food. He just wants to stay in this village and cultivate wasteland to accompany his wife and daughter. That's all.

(End of this chapter)