Chapter 3352 The Reality of Feeling
Jizhou is in chaos, Yecheng is in shock, local counties and counties are not operating smoothly, and they have reported various difficulties. As a result, the entire Jizhou system is like a pile of **** mountain code. As soon as it is run, various errors are reported, and there are bright yellow everywhere. Or a bright red warning, even if it barely runs, you may not be able to get any correct results.
Jizhou was no longer reliable, so the pressure was transferred to Yuzhou, which naturally made Yuzhou more difficult.
One core is in trouble, and eight cores are watching.
The 3.3V power supply on the CPU is almost fried...
For the upper-class rulers, as Xiahou Dun could think of, the instinct is to take care of themselves and the class below them first. As for the people at the bottom, most of the time they just pay lip service to sympathy. .
Therefore, when faced with Cao Cao''s order to urge grain and grass again, when it came to the gentry level, the Shandong gentry disciples were silent.
?The reason for the silence is simple, Xun Yu also turned his back.
? Cheng Yu went out before, and the first person to be captured and beheaded was a member of the Xun family, and he was also related to Xun Yu...
?So the gentry disciples in Yuzhou quickly sat down to discuss and reached a unified opinion as quickly as possible, "Let the people suffer a little longer!" 』
The Yuzhou gentry disciples left the venue with a sad look on their faces. When they got on the canopy chariot, they all looked up to the sky and sighed, "In prosperity, the people are suffering, in death, the people are suffering..."
"The people are suffering..."
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『Heaven…』
As the nobles lamented for the common people, truly tragic events soon began to take place.
From emotion to reality, it is so direct and simple.
The chaotic sounds of people and mules and horses stopped in front of the village, and soon the sound of rapid footsteps came.
Bang! 』
??The low courtyard door was kicked open violently, and the old door leaf hit the low earthen wall of the courtyard, making an overwhelmed groan.
?The farmers in the courtyard hurried to the door, only to see an official in brocade clothes walking in from the courtyard door with a few soldiers and government servants.
What?
??Breaking into a house without permission?
This is for official business!
Why do you want to break in privately?
Master, Master, what are you doing? 』
??The farmer asked eagerly, trying to block the intruders, but he was quickly pushed away.
To these farmers at the lowest level, all of these people are masters and they are all characters that they cannot afford to offend, even if these people claim to work for the welfare of the people and care about people''s livelihood. Now these "masters" have come to "care" about the "people''s livelihood" of this farmer.
??The leading official in brocade didn''t even take a second glance at the farmer. He just waved his hand indifferently, and soon some soldiers rushed directly into the earthen house with the government servants. One of the government servants knew the farmer, and when he passed by the farmer, he gave him a hidden look, as if he was warning the farmer something...
?Several people opened the grain cabinet in the house and saw that it was empty. However, they did not hesitate at all and started searching in other places in the house.
Who would put food in the grain cabinet these days?
?In the village, every household counts as one household, and everyone’s share of the food cabinet will be shaken even if a mouse comes.
??The farmer hid his food under his bed.
Because there has been a shortage of food everywhere for a period of time, even simple people will inevitably be driven by hunger and do some not-so-glorious things.
?Of course, in the eyes of some gentry children, this kind of behavior is the best explanation of being a low-class untouchable and a born untouchable.
??Anyway, the sons of the gentry don’t understand why people can disregard their shame just for a bite to eat?
??This year''s harvest is not very good, and even the most optimistic farmers do not believe in the propaganda that the government officials are propagating every day that there will be an improvement next year.
The government says everything is stable and food prices have not increased. Everyone should have confidence, eat with confidence, and use it boldly!
But only a few people can buy cheap food in official stores, and the prices in free markets far exceed the so-called official prices...
?As the number of people starving to death begins to increase, and various problems such as theft, robbery, and murder gradually increase, most farmers will hide their food in places where they can easily check and confirm.
Just like this farmer, he would hold the grain in his hands when sleeping, and also put the stick next to the bed. He also beat the little thief who sneaked in through the wall several times, but he often didn''t expect to prevent it. You can steal, but you can''t prevent robbery.
??The farmer hurriedly knelt down in front of the respectful clerk and kowtowed, "Master, please do well!" There is not much food left in the little family. If the master takes it away, the little family will have no way to survive! 』
??The little official in brocade clothes stood coldly, with his head raised and his nostrils raised, as if saying one more word to this lowly farmer would be an insult to his family name.
?The woman''s cry came from the house, followed immediately by the soldiers'' angry shouts.
??The farmer hurriedly ran into the house and saw that the grain hidden under the bed had been easily found and was being held in the hands of a government servant.
?The farmer''s wife was clutching the grain bag tightly, crying and refusing to let go.
ifies! Let go! Let go! 』
??The farmer saw that the soldier''s hand was already on the handle of the knife, and he quickly stepped forward, covering the direction in which the soldier was approaching, while trying to pull away his wife''s hand that was holding the grain bag.
??The farmer''s wife held her hands tightly, with tears on her face, "My child, the child will die without food, he will die!" 』
In legend, let go. ” the farmer said softly.
The farmer''s wife was still shaking her head, with a bit of despair in her eyes.
One of their children has died.
In the early years, there was a lack of food and I starved to death.
Now we are short of food again...
?Last year''s grain harvest was not much, and it seems there won''t be much this year either. After paying taxes, there won''t be much left. Originally, they said that they could barely survive with wheat bran and other omnivorous foods, and that they would wait until this autumn harvest to take a breather, and if that didn''t work, they would borrow some loan sharks. But who would have thought that the government would requisition grain again and again!
『Let go, I...these people are really good at doing things! If we die, what will happen to the baby? ’ said the farmer in a low voice.
?The farmer''s wife was startled and looked back into the house. On the dirt bed, a skinny three-inch boy was sucking his thumb, drooling and looking at the adults blankly.
??While the wife was turning around to relax, the farmer pried open his wife''s fingers.
??The yamen servant quickly put the grain bag on his shoulder, turned around and left the house.
?The farmer’s wife finally reacted and wanted to rush out, but was held back by the farmer, “It’s useless, it’s useless…”
??During the food requisition before, Wang Lao San was also beaten to death because he refused to hand over the grain. Then no one complained for Wang Lao San, and everyone in the village remained silent. So this time, if they don''t hand over the food and are beaten to death, will anyone speak up?
But this is still not over.
The grain was brought to the courtyard and weighed.
This is not enough. ” The young official in Jinyi took a look at the scale and said, “Each mouth is thirty kilograms, so three people in your family will have to pay a total of ninety kilograms! You are only over fifty kilograms. Sir, I have mercy on you. Even if it is sixty kilograms, you are still thirty kilograms short! 』
??The farmer came forward and kowtowed, "Master, have mercy, have mercy, can you...can you owe me first?" It’s almost time to harvest the autumn grains. When the autumn grains come down, I’ll pay double the amount for the small ones! 』
Autumn grain is what the emperor wants! This food requisition is what the Prime Minister wants! Everyone has to pay. If you don’t pay in full, you will be punished. If we don’t collect in full, we will be punished! If I am beheaded, can you die for me? ” The young official in Jinyi snorted coldly. He has seen many such dishonest people. "I''ll give you three days. We''ll come back in three days. We''re still thirty kilograms short!" If you can''t make it up by then, huh, don''t blame us for being rude! 』
??The little official in Jinyi obviously didn''t bother to talk to the farmer, so he just went directly to the next house with him.
The farmer sat on his knees on the ground, painful and confused.
The village was the last one to leave, and seemed to nod towards the farmer when leaving. This gave the farmer a little more hope. Maybe Muramasa can help him? There are still two months to go until the grain harvest. As long as we can get through it, there may be hope!
??The sound of crying soon sounded in the yard next door.
I don’t know why, but when the farmer heard the pitiful cries in the yard next door, he suddenly felt that the heaviness in his chest seemed to be lessened. Only then did he come back to his senses from his daze and quickly entered the house. The wife inside the house was holding her child and crying.
??The farmer wanted to say something, but he didn''t know how to speak. He just sat on the ground slumped.
?After an unknown amount of time, the voice of the village chief resounded in the courtyard, and the farmer quickly got up and ran out.
Village, Muramasa...』
??The farmer looked at Muramasa expectantly.
Muramasa coughed and whispered: "This is the food that the higher-ups are demanding, and there is nothing we can do..."
“Yes, yes, yes...” The farmer nodded, “But now our family has no food, and there are only two months left, what should we do? 』
"In a moment, you come to my house..." Muramasa whispered, "I have some secretly hidden over there. I''ll give you three to five kilograms, so you can hold on for a while..."
Three or five pounds? ’ The farmer’s heart suddenly became cold. He is still thirty pounds short.
“I really don’t have any more... Look at the one next door...” Muramasa sighed, “If you get some wild vegetables and the like, you can deal with it for a while. It will be fine when the autumn grain comes down..."
‘But I’m still thirty pounds short…’ the farmer said blankly. Muramasa said nonchalantly: "You''ve already paid sixty, haven''t you? That''s enough for the two older ones. The younger one...the younger one can''t care about it, so forget it...these days, if you can keep the older one, That''s good... Only when the big ones live can there be small ones... Let''s do this for now, wait, and come back at night when it''s dark and no one is around..."
?Muramasa is gone.
??The farmer turned around and saw his wife leaning at the door of the house, her eyes dull.
??The farmer moved his lips a few times, but didn''t say anything. He just sighed.
?His wife leaned against the door of the house and slowly slid down. It was unclear what emotion was in her eyes, perhaps just despair.
The children in the room seemed to notice something, and started crying loudly.
It is getting dark.
Perhaps it has never lit up, and even if it does shine, it is short-lived.
The farmer stood up, looked back at his wife, who was sitting blankly at the door of the room in the darkness, and the outline of the child who was tired of crying and fell asleep. He swallowed a sip of saliva and went out to the village. Went home.
After about a quarter of an hour or two, the farmer came back.
As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, he quickly closed the broken courtyard door and used a wooden stick to push it up. Then he carefully carried a small bag of food as if carrying a life-saving treasure and entered the house. Mom, we have food..."
?On the earthen bed in the house, only his child was staring weakly, but his wife''s voice was not heard.
??The farmer raised his gaze slightly, and a pair of dangling feet appeared in front of him.
Slowly, gently, shaking.
??The smile on the farmer''s face froze in an instant, and soon a heart-rending wail rang out in the quiet courtyard.
Just like the wailing in the yard next door during the day, he did not pay attention to or take care of it. Although the farmer''s wailing is even more miserable at night, the surrounding courtyards are still lifeless, and no one comes...
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Pleading and begging will not get you anything truly precious.
War is not just a matter of two people, or a few generals, or one or two regions.
Once war breaks out, destruction is inevitable.
?The sun is high in the sky and the sky is clear.
For humans, the sun may always rise again, but for some people, it may not be possible to see the sun the next day.
Fei Qian was wearing a well-made armor with shiny patterns, riding a horse and standing on the slope.
Under the slope, his men and horses surged forward.
There were not many slogans, Fei Qian just stood on horseback, and every soldier who walked past would look up at Fei Qian when passing by the slope, and sincerely felt the hussar general. His majestic appearance and awe-inspiring...
Little did he know that Fei was already sweating profusely under the shining armor, and his hair was stuck to his scalp, feeling itchy and stuffy.
Hands are all airtight.
? ?Excellent armor, with carved patterns on it, decorations with gold and silver threads, and a bright red cloak. It is a tool for showing off. It''s a pity that this armor was made the year before last. Now, it''s a little worn out.
When actually fighting, Fei Qian would never wear such a set of shining armor. Generally speaking, this thing is like a dress. Before the battle, he wore the uniform to show to his soldiers.
??Cao Jun''s Anyi camp is right in front of him, and it is also Cao Cao''s most important support point in the Yuncheng Basin in Hedong.
The two sides had previous encounters, tests, and games, and both sides also suffered losses and gains.
If Fei Qian cannot attack the Anyi camp, then Cao Jun can calmly deploy his troops and horses, or attack to the west of the river, or turn around and return to the army, or just waste time in Anyi and Fei Qian, all of which are useful. possible. To put it simply, Anyi Camp is like a nail. If Fei Qian is unable to remove the nail, he will have to touch a nail to see whether it is a **** head or injured legs and feet.
Fei Qian watched the troops passing by slowly, flags fluttering, but his mind went to another place. He received the latest news from Xu Chu yesterday, saying that there was indeed someone inside Cao Jun''s camp who acted as an internal agent and provided some information that neither Fei Qian nor Xu Chu knew.
There is indeed a secret hidden within the Anyi camp.
? Cao Cao almost fully demonstrated his experience in wars over the years and the advantages of Shandong''s cheap labor force.
One of the things that made Fei Qian quite wary is that in the latest information, the person said that he saw a lot of kerosene and smelled some saltpeter...
?Water and fire are always two forces that humans want to conquer but cannot completely control.
The upper reaches of the river are controlled by Fei Qian, so Cao Cao can''t do anything with "water", but it is obvious that this time Cao Cao wants to play some tricks with "fire".
Fei Qian thought about it, and couldn''t help but feel an indescribable sense of historical coincidence...
Is it possible that now I have become Cao Cao’s side in history, while Cao’s army has become the Chibi Allied Forces preparing to set fire to history?
?This is really...
Kerosera has relatively large restrictions on people and horses, but saltpeter must be gunpowder.
War items depend on the person using them and luck.
??When the kerosene got into Zhou Yu''s hands, it could burn Cao Cao''s beard, but when it got into Zhuge Liang''s hands, it was extinguished by a heavy rain...
Fei Qian''s troops were strong, but their number was small, probably only one-third of Cao''s army, or even a little less.
??Cao had many soldiers, but his overall combat effectiveness was poor.
Because the composition of Cao''s army is complex. According to the intelligence collected by Xu Chu and the accounts of those who surrendered, Cao''s army was roughly divided into three parts: the core central leading army and the central guard army, the auxiliary generals with mixed surnames and soldiers from local counties and counties, and a certain number of civilian craftsmen.
??There were more civilians in Cao Jun''s camp before, but now...
?There are many advantages and troubles when there are many people.
It is obviously unrealistic to kill all these people.
But it is also very troublesome to accept these captives.
What''s more, Cao Cao has built Anyi into a fortress. If he can''t use one point to lead the way, it is also not a good plan to roll up Cao Jun''s camp and eat it bit by bit, leading to a tug-of-war.
Cao Cao''s strength has indeed weakened a lot.
Xiahou Yuan died, and Xiahou Dun was captured. He almost lost an arm and suffered a great loss of vitality.
But even so, Cao Cao still refused to retreat!
Of course, it can also be understood that Cao Cao has no way to retreat, but if Cao Cao turns back to the army now, he can still survive for a while, and he may not die suddenly immediately. After all, in history, after Cao Cao failed in the Chibi War, he could still become the overlord of the north, but he just had to make more compromises in some aspects.
?Fei Qian believes that Cao Cao also understands this, so Cao Cao''s attitude at this stage seems very subtle.
?Fei Qian felt that besides fire oil and gunpowder, Cao Cao must have some other cards that he didn’t play...
?Because this card is still in Cao Cao''s hand, Cao Cao feels that he has no chance of making a complete comeback.
?It is actually not difficult to guard against things like kerosene and gunpowder.
So the key is to see how it is used and who is using it!
Why did Fei Qian come so slowly instead of rushing to fight Cao Jun at the turn of spring and summer?
Of course it’s because Fei Qian also has to prepare his own cards.
Artillery can only be regarded as a bright card now. If you really want to use the bright card to fight, you will definitely suffer a loss.
?Fei Qian suddenly thought of Pang Tong’s report that Zhu Ling had developed a rocket on his own...
?Perhaps this is some kind of coincidence?
Gunpowder, and its derivatives, from the day it was born, should be the master of the battlefield, not just used for the fun of dignitaries.
For gunpowder to exert sufficient power, a dry climate is very important.
??If he really had a battle with Cao Cao''s army at the turn of spring and summer, wouldn''t Cao Cao be laughing so hard that he couldn''t even see his eyes?
At the turn of spring and summer, who knew that there would be rain in the clouds at that time?
??Now is the late summer and early autumn, when the climate is dry, the ground is hard, and there is little rain and clouds. It is the best time to transport or use gunpowder and gunpowder derivatives.
??While Fei Qian was posing and thinking, he suddenly saw a small group of messenger cavalry in the distance running towards him with a flag on his back.
lord! Cao Jun sent an envoy with a letter of war to see his lord! 』
(End of this chapter)