big song poppi

Chapter 49 0047 [Night Attack]

ten miles away.

Songshan Ridge, in the cottage.

"After Ma Chao led his troops into Tongguan, he single-handedly came to Cao's army to call for battle, and suddenly a member of his army rushed out of the horse, and it was Xu Chu who came..."

In the hall, Shi Bao, Niu Yu and other leaders were drinking and listening to Mr. Zhang's stories attentively while drinking.

The job of storyteller started in the Tang Dynasty and flourished in the Northern Song Dynasty.

They can often be seen in the tea shop Goulan Washizi.

After these years of development, the content of the storyteller has become much richer. At the beginning, he only told stories about folk rangers, and then slowly began to talk about various scripts.

The most popular among them is naturally "Three Kingdoms".

Li Shangyin said in "Jiaoer Poems": "Sometimes make fun of Zhang Feihu, or laugh at Deng Aiqi."

It can be seen from this that there were already people who told the stories of the Three Kingdoms in the Tang Dynasty.

The three knots in Taoyuan, the battle between the three heroes at Hulaoguan and Lu Bu, the burning of Chibi, and the seven captures of Meng Huo by Zhuge Liang... These well-known passages in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" have been supplemented and perfected many times by storytellers in the Northern Song Dynasty, providing sufficient material for the later Luo Guanzhong to write "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

"Report!"

At this moment, a bandit stepped into the hall and interrupted the storyteller.

Being disturbed, Shi Bao felt displeased, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

The bandit replied: "Master, then Han Er has found it."

Hearing this, Shi Bao waved his hands impatiently and said: "Since we found it, just kill it, remember to bring the head back."

It's just a rascal, but is it worth disturbing him to listen to books?
"Master, that Han Er is not in the mountains, but hiding in Xiaowang Village."

"Xiaowang Village?"

Shi Bao asked, "Tell me in detail."

The bandit got the order and said truthfully: "When a brother was searching in the mountains, he met a group of fleeing households. According to them, recently, many people from Xiaowang Village came to the mountain to recruit the fleeing households. It is said that Wang Yuanwai was killed, and Xiaowang Village is now under Han Er's management. As long as the fleeing households settle in Xiaowang Village, they will be given two acres of barren land and five buckets of rice."

After he finished speaking, Niu Yu couldn't help laughing loudly: "Hahaha, this poppi is crazy, and he gave rice to the fleeing household."

Shi Bao also thought it was a little funny.

There are fleeing households all over the mountains and plains, and they can be grabbed directly, so there is no need to give them rice and grain.

Seeing Mr. Zhang's pensive look, Shi Bao asked curiously, "What's wrong with Mr. Zhang?"

Mr. Zhang shook his head and said: "Killing people to release food, gathering fleeing households, and appeasing the hearts of the people. The head of the family, this person should not be underestimated, and he may be a hero in the future."

In fact, he didn't understand either, but he felt that what Han Er did was a bit like a character in a storybook.

Shi Bao said in a dissatisfied tone, "Sir, you've said it too much. You're just a rascal. How can you be called a hero?"

He often listens to Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms, and he feels that only people like Liu Xuande and Cao Cao can be called heroes of the time.

"The head of the family, since people are in Xiaowang Village, it is better to kill the generals and plunder them along the way. The king's family has a big business, and they must have accumulated a lot of money over the years."

Niu Yu's words made Shi Bao's eyes light up, because he also thought so.

So he ordered: "Second brother leads two hundred brothers, set off at night, and enter Xiaowang village at night."

"Order!"

Niu Yu grinned grimly and responded loudly.

Although there are three to four hundred people in Xiaowang Village, he doesn't care about it at all.

He has been a bandit in the mountains for five or six years, and he has robbed houses countless times, which can be called rich experience.

In his opinion, those villagers are even worse than dogs. When encountering villains, the dogs at least dare to bark their teeth and bark twice, but those villagers just run away with their heads in their hands.

In many cases, a large village of seven or eight hundred people can be robbed by leading a hundred and ten people.

……

……

Throughout the day today, Zhang and the others cut down another 50 trees.

These felled trees will not be wasted, and will be used to build military camps.

As the sun was setting, Han Zhen led eleven exhausted soldiers down the mountain.

Dinner is barley rice, but there is a big pot of tofu soup compared to yesterday.

Big chunks of tofu are served with Chinese cabbage, and there is a layer of oily flowers floating on the soup surface, which looks very appetizing.

Soldiers consume a lot of physical strength, and it is far from enough to eat rice and miscellaneous grains, otherwise they will only become thinner and weaker as they practice.

Tofu is particularly important when meat is not popular.

Han Zhen has always felt that tofu is a great invention that is not weaker than gunpowder.

It is precisely because of tofu that the poor people's thirst for protein is filled.

This is why he does not reject Taoism.

It is indeed the Taoist priests who have made great contributions to the promotion of civilization.

Tofu, gunpowder, printing, astronomy, medicine... Calculated in this way, Taoist priests are simply a group of scientists with crooked technological trees.

After eating, the soldiers got up and went home one after another.

Han Zhen returned to the yard, asked about the progress of the lime kiln and the cottage as usual, and then went to the study to continue the unfinished work.

……

The stars are so bright tonight that even without the moon, things can be seen blurry.

200 people marched towards Xiaowang Village along the rugged loess mountain road.

When passing by the rocky mountain, Niu Yu, who was leading the horse, staggered suddenly, and almost fell to the ground.

Standing up straight, he cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, what is it?"

"Second master, they seem to be building a village."

One leader has better eyesight, and through the faint starlight, he can clearly see the foundation groove dug on the ground and the neatly stacked timber.

In ancient times, night blindness was divided into seasons. Because people were too poor, people in the countryside had a great demand for wild vegetables.

Often in a pot of wheat and rice, wild vegetables account for [-]% and miscellaneous grains only [-]%.

Wild vegetables such as purslane and wild shepherd's are rich in vitamin A, which can effectively prevent night blindness.

Well, it's a blessing in disguise...

But in winter, there are no wild vegetables to eat, and many people will suffer from night blindness.

"Building the village?"

Niu Yu was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help laughing and said: "It seems that Han Er is really damned, even God is helping us."

If this village is repaired, with the help of the location, let alone 200 of them, even a few hundred more will be useless.

Everyone else laughed too.

For them, every looting is a bumper harvest.

Money, food, women!
After crossing the hill, a few hundred meters ahead is Xiaowang Village.

Niu Yu raised his hand, and everyone stopped immediately.

Not all these two hundred people were bandits, more than half of them were escapees from the village.

Their main function is to hold high the torches, shout and shout, and help the bandits to build up momentum, and the second is to act as coolies, using the baskets behind them to transport the looted money and food.

There were only 60 bandits who actually fought.

Niu Yu and the other bandits squatted on the ground, took out the plain knife from their waist, and connected it to a long pole.

And those fleeing households took out torches from the baskets behind them, and lit them with torches.

For a moment, two hundred torches joined together like a long dragon.

Holding the simple knife in his hand, Niu Yu commanded skillfully: "Old rules, six sons, you take twenty brothers to set fire, and the remaining brothers follow me into Wang Yuanwai's house."

As he said that, he pointed at those escaped households again, and said sharply: "Shout to grandpa later, shout as loudly as possible, understand?"

"clear."

The fugitives nodded again and again.

"Brothers, follow me in!"

Niu Yu shouted, and rushed into the village first with a simple knife.

"Kill!!!"

Others also shouted.

Two hundred people shouted together, the momentum was astonishing.

(End of this chapter)