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Chapter 68: Suffering the common people

Xu Huang's suggestion to stop his troops was exactly what Yang Feng wanted.

Although he said he had a leader of 10,000 people, the actual number of powerful soldiers was only about 6,000. Not only did this disastrous defeat cause injuries to his muscles and bones, but he also had both legs amputated.

Don’t even think about frontal combat. After all, the two thousand soldiers he personally led in the end are the foundation of Yang Fengan’s life. He must not make any mistakes:

"But, how will he explain to General Guo?"

As a former general of the army, he deliberately gave up the opportunity to follow Guo Tai to attack Hedong County. After repeated assurances, he got such a good job of following the Xiongnu to plunder Taiyuan.

Yang Feng originally thought he could take the opportunity to expand his power, but unexpectedly, he almost brought him back to the starting point.

Damn it. If I had known better, I would have honestly gone to attack the county. If I destroyed it, I could at least get the equipment in the arsenal there. What should I do now that I have lost all my troops and generals?

Are you just telling the truth that you were penetrated by one person and lost 4000 soldiers?

He just dares to say that, does Mrs. Guo dare to believe it?

It's so difficult, Yang Feng's head will split just by imagining it.

At this moment, Tu Chuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke:
"How about we just say that there are thousands of Han soldiers to support us?"

Thousands of Han soldiers?

Yang Feng's heart lit up after hearing this.

Yes, as long as we exaggerate the size of the enemy's army, our army will not appear incompetent.

Anyway, there are only three people who know the truth now. Saying that they were defeated by thousands of Han troops will have a much smaller impact on the morale of the army than saying that they were defeated by two hundred people.

We can also take this opportunity to stay in Yong'an County, suffer the people again in the name of consolidating the city defense, and make up for the losses as soon as possible.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was on the right track. Yang Feng finally raised his eyebrows and said happily.

"Gongming, you are a very smart soldier!"

Xu Huang was worthy of being a county official for several years. When he saw this, he followed the stick and immediately introduced Tu Chuan to Yang Feng.

After some further discussions, Xu Huang and Tu Chuan finally won Yang Feng's trust.

It’s okay not to trust.

After Yang Feng suffered such a heavy loss, he had no one left to use. Since the two ready-made people around him had shown loyalty and were brave and resourceful, who else could he use?
After finishing drafting the report to Mrs. Guo, Yang Feng suddenly regained his composure and felt a little uneasy.

"I just don't know how long we can keep this secret. We have reported thousands of officers and soldiers, but if those officers and soldiers publicize the results of the battle and spread it, wouldn't it be leaked?"

However, Yang Feng's worries are unnecessary for the time being.

——"What? Aren't you going to repay this military exploit?" Lu Bu exclaimed.

Five miles away from Jinyang City, everyone who was rushing to arrive before the deadline suddenly heard Su Yao make such a shocking decision on the eve of entering the city.

This time, he didn't want any of the 4000 Yellow Turban troops' military exploits!
"This trip is to do battle for Mr. Lu."

Su Yao said carelessly

"And if they really repay their merits truthfully, the treatment of those Baibozhong will be more troublesome.

After all, they were once my subjects, and now that they have laid down their weapons, I hope to give them a new start in Qixian. "Yes, this is Su Yao's purpose.

He currently does not have the authority to recruit the remnants of the Baibo Army. If he reports it to the county government, these soldiers will probably be beheaded as usual as a warning to others.

And if he was raising private soldiers, first of all, Su Yao didn't know whether he would offend the court and turn him into a famous public enemy. Just saying that under the pressure of extra expenses for those thousands of people, Su Yao couldn't keep them in vain.

Then the best choice is to let these remnants of Baibo disarm and return to their fields, return to Su Yao's novice village where they have already gained a lot of reputation and goodwill from dignitaries, and disband them and turn them into local manpower reserves.

In this way, with the coming of great changes in the world in the future, or when Su Yao rises to a high enough status, he can quickly form a tribe that is loyal to himself, imitate the story of Wei Wu, and gain a foothold in the world.

Compared to such a major event, that small military achievement was of course nothing. He immediately and generously expressed that he would record all the heads killed by Lu Bu and his own men in exchange for their silence on the resettlement of the people.

To be honest, Su Yao's little thoughts would be easily seen through if there was a capable adviser.

Therefore, Su Yao kept staring into Lu Bu's eyes when he spoke.

Fortunately, Lu Bu obviously did not pass the appraisal, and all his thoughts were spent secretly feeling happy and sighing:

"Then the Wang family in Qi County is really lucky to know you. With so many laborers coming, I think their family will take off soon."

Lu Bu's sigh does make sense. No, earlier, the head of the Wang family, who had just accepted the first wave of more than a thousand prisoners from Wang Dayan's department, was smiling happily.

After investing 200 men, he reaped thousands of labors. When had he ever made such a successful investment in his life?
The land of Bingzhou is vast and sparsely populated. After the riots of the Hu people, a large amount of land was abandoned. And now it is the spring plowing season. The influx of so many laborers instantly gave the old man unlimited energy and hope.

Although the seeds have not been sown yet, the old man seems to have tasted the joy of the autumn harvest.

"Okay, okay, don't worry. This will be your home from now on. If anyone asks, you are all refugees from Hedong. Don't mention the old Yellow Turbans again!"

The Yellow Turbans expressed their gratitude one after another and expressed their thanks with great gifts.
Nothing!
Each of them had a still numb look on their face, a look of resignation to their fate, and occasionally a hint of relief.

Just because they still don't have their own land, they will even have to pay 70% of the rent in the future.

But despite this, they are quite satisfied, so although their expressions are indifferent, they will never think of resisting again.

Wait, if you don’t have land, you still have to pay 70% of the rent, is this enough? Could it be that their brains are broken?

This is really not the case.

As the saying goes, harsh government is fiercer than tigers. Although the land tax in this world has returned to thirty to one tax since the reign of Emperor Guangwu in the Later Han Dynasty.

But as the saying goes, what the east end lacked, the west end made up for it. While the imperial court was light on land tax, it also had a wide variety of Ding tax (head tax).

When a child is seven years old, he must begin to pay an oral tax of twenty-three qian per year.

After reaching adulthood, in addition to the regular annual tax of 120 qian, men had to pay another 300 qian as a new gift, and both men and women had to hand over 63 qian as a tribute for the emperor's personal use. .

This is only the official tax of the central court. Countless other places allocate miscellaneous expenses, and the intensity of them all depends on the level of local officials.

After a lot of searching, a family of five, an ordinary people, can only have enough food and clothing in an ordinary year, even if they have a hundred acres of farmland. It’s up to everyone to do what they can.

However, as if the Han Dynasty was destroyed by heaven, in this year of natural and man-made disasters and rampant epidemics, the imperial court continued to send more troops.

Originally, Emperor Huan had already added an additional 10 yuan to the original land tax. Now, instead of canceling it, His Majesty used the fire in Luoyang and the destruction of Nangong as an excuse to further suffer the people and add more taxes to the existing land tax a few years ago. An additional 10 yuan per mu was distributed!
It's really a deadly chain. If you continue to recite the curse one by one, will the people still have money in their pockets? Are you still having a good time? Isn’t this against his motherfucker?
No, it can only be said that the sons and daughters of China are too kind. As long as they can still earn a living, even if they sell their sons and daughters, as long as they can persist, few are willing to rebel with a knife.

But what really drove them to a dead end, the straw that broke the camel's back, was the willful and reckless apportionment of corvee labor by corrupt officials.

Yes, the imperial system originally stipulated that each person should serve for only one month a year. Due to a special rule, a large number of people were forced to serve almost all the time throughout the year and became domestic slaves of local officials.
(End of this chapter)