Chapter 661 Get ready

   "Ah Choo, Ah Choo!"

  Feng Yong, who was far away in Longyou, naturally didn't know that someone was playing tricks on him. He thought it was because the weather was cold and he didn't get used to it.

  At the end of September, in Longyou, which is about to enter October, the weather has turned from cold to cold.

  Riding a horse and galloping, the wind blew on his face, and he felt a dull pain.

  Since the First Battle of Qingshui, Feng Yong has led people to inspect the past from south to north, and no large-scale Qiang chaos can attract his attention.

  The largest number of people is just a few hundred people entrenched on a certain mountain.

   Either send Qiang Hu over there to explain in person, or the other party just waits and surrenders. If you really want to meet a diehard, A will just go there. What is the strategy?

   It can only be regarded as a security war, not a rebellion.

  But no matter whether it was against or not, Feng Yong drove them all to Pingxiang with one brain.

  No way, the Qianghu in Tianshui and Nan’an are lucky, after all, they already have a communication channel. Even in winter, they can go to Jicheng or Pingxiang to get some relief food, without worrying about starving to death.

   But Qiang Hu in Hanyang County, Feng Yong is really worried: What if you take my food and become robbers? So it's better to go to Pingxiang and help me build the city.

  In any case, according to the current situation, the number of Qianghu people in Hanyang County that can be found is only 50,000 to 60,000 at most.

  In addition, the Qianghu has a semi-nomadic habit, so it is not a big problem to move tens of thousands of people-where is nomad not nomad?

  To be honest, in the entire Hanyang County, the population of Qianghu is less than 100,000, which is a bit beyond Feng Yong's expectation.

   Not only in Hanyang County, but even in Tianshui County, which has the largest population, the number of Qianghu people reported so far is only about 100,000.

  Including those who are not counted, according to Feng Yong's estimate, at most it will not exceed half of the known number.

  So after this calculation, except for Longxi County, the remaining three Longyou counties, Qianghu even less than 300,000.

  The current population of Yuejuan County has reached 300,000, and one county equals three counties.

  Even if the population of Qianghu and the Han people are divided in half, Yuexi County can still surpass the two counties of Longyou.

  Longyou is desolate, really not a joke.

   This is one of the reasons why Feng Yonggan promised to supply Qiang Hu with winter food.

  After all, this year, God finally did not drive people to a dead end. It started to rain in August, which is the time to plant winter wheat.

   In this way, Qianghu in Tianshui and Nan'an counties will be able to barely collect a batch of grain by May or June next year.

  In addition to the cattle and sheep of the Qianghu tribe and some stored grain, Feng Yong only needs to provide some rations and grain seeds, and they can almost make them survive.

  Smaller tribes really don’t have any food reserves, so they can go to Pingxiang to exchange their energy for food. Probably there is no problem.

  For Feng Yong, the pressure is neither too great nor too small.

  However, there is the grain production base of Yuexuan and the Nanxiang Trade Center, so don't worry too much.

  Of course, it would be even better if we could get some food from the wealthy families in Longyou.

  Lieutenant Hu Qiang was thinking in his heart, and the sentry cavalry sent to the front to inquire brought back a message: General Sui Bian came with a hundred cavalry.

   After a while, I saw smoke rising in front of me.

  Guarding the Qiang, Liu Hun led the Qiang and Hu cavalry to meet him.

  At the same time, Zhang Ni and Ju Fu asked the Han army to form a formation, just in case.

  Huo Yi went to the rear to arrange the remaining Qianghu cavalry.

   Soon, Liu Hun brought someone back, and it turned out to be Zhao Guang.

   "Brother!"

  Zhao Guang recognized Feng Yong from a distance, shouted, whipped his horsewhip, and rushed over.

   "Let him in."

  Feng Yong asked someone to pass on the order.

  The crossbowman and Mo Daoist let go of a passage with a "wow".

  Feng Yong felt a little excited when he saw Zhao Guang.

  Although they were only separated for a few months, after walking around the edge of life and death, it seemed that they were separated by several years.

  Feng Junhou is brewing emotions here, just waiting for a warm hug with his brother.

  Unexpectedly, halfway through Zhao Guang's cheerful run, he didn't know why his brain was going crazy, he suddenly got off his horse, leaned in front of a Mo Dao hand, looked left and right, and even reached out to touch the blade of Mo Dao.

  Feng Yong waited for a long time, but he didn't come...he didn't come...

  A gust of cold wind blew through, extinguishing Feng Yong's fiery brotherhood, and bringing up a wisp of green smoke.

  Feng Yong's mouth twitched, he gritted his teeth, and with a cold face, he ordered, "Leave the team."

  After the military order was passed down, there was a "shua" sound, Mo Dao was put away, and Zhao Guang was caught off guard and squeezed out of the queue.

   Even so, this guy is still reluctant to leave.

   "Brother, I haven't noticed before that the Modao team is so powerful." Zhao Guang walked up to Feng Yong, still keeping his eyes in the direction of the Modao team, "Tell me, can you..."

   "No!" Before Zhao Guang finished speaking, Feng Yong knew what fart he wanted to fart, and directly shattered his fantasy, "You can't afford it if you give it to you."

  When Zhao Guang heard this, his face was a little unconvinced, "It's not that I don't have money!"

  Feng Yong sneered, "You? You can't support a hundred of your entire net worth. Then what will you use to marry Huang Niangzi?"

  Why did the Mingming Modao team shine in Jieting, but Zhuge Laoyao didn't plan to form it?

  There is only one reason, that is, the cost is too high.

   Not to mention the Mo Dao, the craftsmanship is complicated and difficult to make. A Mo Dao is enough to cost a family two years.

   Not to mention the armor on his body.

   It is the Modao team that Feng Yong has in hand, which is actually not considered a complete body, because the armor has not yet met the ideal requirements in his heart.

  This is just weapons and armor. The height and physical strength of Mo Dao Shou are also strictly required.

   There are also discipline, group awareness, passwords in wartime, etc. These seem to be very basic, but they are very demanding things for soldiers of this era.

  The population base of Nanxiang and Yuexuan is more than 300,000, but Feng Yong can only gather such a few people. It is not without reason.

  This is still when Nanxiang soldiers accounted for the majority. If there are too few Nanxiang soldiers as the backbone of the grassroots, the combat effectiveness of the Modao team will begin to decrease.

   What's more, in order to ensure the nutrition of Mo Daoshou, meat is indispensable.

   After Lin Lin finally figured it out, the prime minister of the great Han Dynasty could only sigh in despair.

  How many years has the big man been rich? The prime minister of the Han Dynasty is really poor, how dare he spend money like Feng Yong?

   Captain Huqiang can control such a large amount of oil and water in his hands. In fact, the prime minister of the big Han wants to subsidize the Modao team, so that Feng Yong can maintain the only Modao team that the big man has. It would be better if it can continue to expand.

  When Zhao Guang heard Feng Yong finish the calculations for him, he was hit **** the spot, so he could only mutter unwillingly, "No wonder my brother was so tight with expenses last year."

   "Okay, stop complaining." Feng Yong led him and walked towards the tent, "Tell me about your situation."

  The meeting place with Zhao Guang was arranged in the northernmost part of Hanyang County, at the foot of Longshan West Mountain, which is closest to Anding County.

  Zhao Guang came over the mountain from Xiaoguan along the Jilong Road.

   "It's bitter! Brother, you don't know. In the past few months, we have been eating dry food. Look at the corner of this mouth, how rotten it is!"

   Zhao Guang caught up a few steps, pointed to the corner of his mouth, and complained to Feng Yong.

   "Also, it's getting colder here in Anding than in the middle of Sichuan. It's not even October yet, so we have to light up a fire to keep warm at night, otherwise the current clothes in the army can't stop the cold at all."

  The climate in central Sichuan is different from that in the north. Feng Yong had reminded Zhao Guang and others a long time ago, but it was obvious that even though they were mentally prepared, they were still a little uncomfortable.

   "Didn't I tell you to boil more pine needle water?"

   In the process of making fried noodles, the vitamins are destroyed and exhausted, so additional supplements are needed.

   Otherwise, like Zhao Guang, the rot at the corners of his mouth is relatively light.

  Zhao Guang coughed dryly, "I drank too much, and sometimes I was so nauseous that I couldn't drink it."

   "I think you are the only one who can't drink it!" Feng Yong glared at him, "There are many problems! You used to pick your mouth, right?"

  Zhao Guang couldn't speak in embarrassment.

   "As for the warm clothes, don't worry, I have already asked Nanxiang to prepare them, and Dongfeng Express will deliver them soon."

  The reason why Feng Yong is so anxious to inspect Hanyang County is actually to ensure that Xiaoguan's grain road is smooth.

  Otherwise, those rebellious Qianghu would give the logistics team a headache from time to time.

  In the tent, the dried chicken has been steamed, the boiled mutton, and the picked shallots and wild onions.

  The most important thing is to have rice.

  The smell of meat and rice permeated the entire tent.

   Zhao Guang's eyes glowed green, and when he rushed forward, he scooped out a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

   "Eat slowly, no one will grab you!"

  Feng Yong looked at him like a hungry dog ​​snatching food, stuffing everything he could into his mouth in a storm, and persuading him from the side.

   "Woooo..." Zhao Guang shook his head, he didn't know what he was talking about, and the juice splashed around.

  With his current appearance, how can he still have the unparalleled demeanor of the elegant and handsome man when we first met?

  It seems that he did suffer a lot while guarding Xiaoguan.

  It wasn't until he picked out the last grain of rice in the pot and put it in his mouth that Feng Yong asked, "Have you eaten? Tell me when you're done, what's going on in Anding?"

  Stability is very important. At least for now, Xiaoguan in Anding County is the only stronghold where the Han has occupied the east of Longshan.

  Through this stronghold, the big man can cross Longshan Mountain without any scruples, or go south to threaten Si County, or follow Jingshui to threaten Xinping County.

  汧 County is an important city that blocked the Guanlong Avenue after Cao Wei lost Longguan.

  Xinping County is an important barrier for Cao Wei to protect the pass after An Ding responded to the Northern Expedition of the Han Dynasty.

   "It's a mess, it's a mess." Zhao Guang hiccupped, "In Xinping County, I heard that the Cao thief deployed 50,000 troops to try to march into Anding."

   "In Anding County, there are those who respond to the big Han, and some who are against the Cao bandits, the Qiang Hu, and the wealthy clan. All these forces, big and small, are intertwined, and they are almost out of their minds."

  Feng Yong nodded after hearing these words. It seems that Anding County has become a buffer zone between the Han and Cao Wei. If there is no chaos, there will be ghosts.

   "Didn't it mean that Yang Tiao, a wealthy family in Yuezhi City, raised troops to respond to the big man?"

  Zhao Guang had a troubled look on his face when he heard this, "This Yang Tiao, my younger brother also has a headache. When I arrived at Xiaoguan, I thought of a way to contact him and let him move to the west, so that I can take care of him."

   "I never thought that he would actually say that he would defend Yuezhi City to the death. Yuezhi City is a little far away from Xiaoguan. It's okay to say now, after all, An Ding is in chaos, and Yuezhi City is considered strong, so don't worry about it for now."

   "But it won't be sure in the future. If the Cao bandits march into Anding next year and attack Yuezhi City from the north, I'm afraid it won't be easy for my younger brother to provide support."

  Feng Yong frowned slightly after hearing this. This is a problem.

  The other party is a person who responded to the Northern Expedition of the Great Han Dynasty. If he is in danger and does not rescue him, it will chill people's hearts.

  If you go to rescue, the distance is too far, and Xiaoguan is such an important place, how can you divide your troops easily? If he falls into the trick of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, I'm afraid it will be too late to regret.

  Feng Yong thought for a while, "Well, I'll find a way to gather some horses for you, and then you form a cavalry army of thousands of people. If Yuezhi City is in a hurry, you let Wei Ran lead the thousand horses."

   "Your main task is to guard Xiaoguan. If there is no order, you must not lead the army to leave easily, so as not to be taken advantage of by others."

   Zhao Guang heard this, and said with great joy, "I knew that brother loves me!"

Get out of here! I love my family Xijun!

   "However, it is up to you to bring this matter up to the Prime Minister."

   "It's natural."

  Feng Yong pondered for a while, and then said, "Also, if you have something to do, write to General Zhao and General Ma, and ask them what tricks they have in this cavalry army."

   "One of them is your lord, and the other is your cousin." Speaking of this, Feng Yong glanced at Zhao Guang, "If you can learn the real ability to lead cavalry, I will give you some big gifts."

   "Brother, are you serious?"

  When Zhao Guang heard this, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over to ask.

  It is definitely not a great gift in the eyes of ordinary people to be worthy of the big gift spoken by the elder brother.

   "What do you think of Huo Huoqi?"

   "Biao Yong is diverse, long-distance driving six moves, electric shock and thunder, drinking horses and seas, sealing wolves to live in mountains, west-regulating rivers, and counties praying. If my younger brother can get eleven of them, even if he dies, he will have no regrets!"

   "I don't dare to say whether these gifts from me will make you the second Huo Hussar, but if you can get half of them, it should be no problem."

  Zhao Guang suddenly stood up, kicked over the pot under his feet, and rushed forward, "Brother, brother! You must give it to me!"

   "Let's learn the cavalry skills of General Zhao and General Ma first!"

"no problem!"

  (end of this chapter)