Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 660 Poor family son

   "Commander! Look! What have you caught!"

  A soldier in patches all over his body trotted over, holding a huge mouse in his hand, and said excitedly. The mouse twisted in vain in the hands of the dark soldiers, making squeaky noises.

  Fu Yun saw it, and said quickly: "Where's the rat hole, have you dug it out?"

"Draw it out! It's all cleaned up, there are quite a few!" Another soldier was shirtless, ignoring the cold autumn wind, pocketing a handful of millet or grass seeds in his coat, grinning, He smiled with mottled yellow teeth.

  Soldiers usually only have one piece of clothing, so they generally don’t wash it except on rainy days, so now the entire fabric has been stained with stains and dust. I don’t know whether it was white or blue. Anyway, it is black now.

  Fuyun looked at it and nodded, "Okay! Clean it up, it's an extra dish!"

Voles have the habit of collecting all kinds of dried fruit, food and grass in their caves. Although these guys move quickly and the caves are hidden, they can't stop the hungry and green-eyed people. After searching around, they finally found one. If it is not blocked, clean it up?

  There are too few grains that can be produced on the mountain. Some young leaves and wild fruits can't offset the demand for much food.

  As for those living creatures, not to mention little rabbits, squirrels, and sparrows, even apes, bears, and tigers have moved, hiding deeper in the mountains, and never showing up easily.

  So it is really difficult to eat a bite of meat now.

   Although the field mouse is not very big, it has been skinned and its head and tail viscera removed, and there is not much meat, but it is more or less blood food, at least it is a normal blood food...

  Fuyun watched several soldiers happily start to pick up the voles, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, then he looked down at himself and unknowingly made a small grass ring, silent.

  Many people don’t understand what the commander-in-chief Zhang Yan did, but the clouds are clear. Now Montenegro looks good, but in fact it is very weak. If it is not relying on the mountainous forest land, it is difficult for the army to march and collect. The Montenegro army has long been suppressed by the court.

   Several self-important commanders left the mountainous area and went to the surrounding counties to plunder, but who could be plundered? None of the local tyrants' Wubao Dazhai is easy to attack, and the gates of the counties and counties are all closed, so it is not easy to conquer.

   Unless you don't care about human life and go to the ants to attack the city, it is almost impossible to get food and grass easily.

  Without food and grass, Montenegro will be a dead end sooner or later.

  Because the current population in Montenegro has far exceeded the amount that this mountainous area can bear. The various animals that are almost all hunted down now have already illustrated this point.

  The current solution is to either actively disperse the population, or to enter the plains to grow grain.

  Scattering the number of people is tantamount to completely giving up Montenegro. The imperial court did not dare to touch Montenegro before, not because of how good the soldiers of Montenegro were, but because of its large population. Emperor Ling was using troops against the Western Qiang, and the Yellow Turban Rebellion also caused a lot of losses. There was really no extra money and food to support the war, so when Zhang Yan asked for peace, Emperor Ling of Han recognized him with his nose.

  Leaving the mountains and entering Shangdang Taiyuan or Jizhou, Hanoi and other areas, it is tantamount to grabbing territory with the original gentry in these areas. This...

hehe.

Perhaps these gentry nobles would pretend to be deaf and dumb when Emperor Han Ling asked for food and grass to destroy Montenegro, but if the Montenegrin army dared to go down the mountain and invade their fields, these rural nobles would definitely go crazy and convene people to resist .

  Or Dutinghou would be better?

  After all, Youzhou is sparsely populated. Although the output is not high and there are threats from the barbarians, as long as they are united, guarded by a stronghold, and rely on each other, they can still resist some small-scale intrusions by the barbarians...

  But since Grand Commander Zhang Yan said to come to Shangdang to see the attitude of the new prefect, let's take a look.

  This world.

   Those who suffer are always the poor.

   Those high-ranking gentry may worry about the lack of honey and troubles, but they don’t know that the poor can only tighten their belts.

Fuyun was born in a farming family, and his family used to have a few acres of land. The life is not bad, and the food is good or not, but at least he will not go hungry. He learns marksmanship and archery from his father, and sometimes he can go hunting in the mountains. Pheasant hare or something to improve life, in exchange for some salt sauce.

  But such a peaceful life, after the Hu people went south, there was nothing in the fire...

   Then I fled south all the way...

   On the way to escape, Fuyun killed someone for the first time...

   It was also the first time I watched my relatives die in front of my eyes...

   Then slowly, because I have some martial arts skills, some people follow me...

   Later, he went to Montenegro and became a small commander...

  Fuyun touched his bosom, took out a withered grass ring, was silent for a while, threw the old grass ring on the ground, and then put the new grass ring into his bosom.

  In the open space on the side, several soldiers had set up a bonfire, set up a small pottery urn, and started to cook.

   "This... okay?" A soldier licked his lips.

  Another older person said: "It's not enough, we have to wait... whoever, stir up the fire, it will be faster..."

A few soldiers stared eagerly at the small pottery urn on the bonfire, watching the flames boil the water little by little, a few corn and various leaves picked from the wild were tumbling in the water, and more importantly, the cut A small piece of vole meat, smelling the faint smell of meat, stretched his neck and swallowed his saliva.

"It's almost... you are stunned, take it to the commander first!" The old soldier scooped up some dry ingredients in the pottery urn, and when he saw the soldier who took over the pottery bowl, he wanted to speak subconsciously, and quickly cursed, if it wasn't Afraid of knocking over the bowl, I wanted to smoke it.

  The soldiers suddenly realized that they quickly and carefully took the bowl and brought it to Fuyun.

  Fuyun took the bowl, and didn't eat it directly, but came to the campfire.

  The old soldier said with a smile: "Oh, Commander, they are all the same, there is nothing special for the Commander..."

   "Spoon." Fuyun stretched out his hand.

  The old **** hesitated for a moment, but still handed the wooden spoon to Fuyun.

  Fu Yun turned the bowl over, poured the food back into the pottery urn, then stirred it twice with a spoon, and then casually smashed the bowl, "Okay, share the rest with you."

   "Commander!" the old **** shouted, "This...ah! You blind brows and dejected eyes, don't thank Commander!"

  Fu Yun waved his hand and said: "Clean up after eating, rest early, and head to the city at noon tomorrow..."

   "Wen Ruo, tonight..."

   "Your Majesty is waiting, Yu still has business to do..."

   "Feng Xiao, tonight..."

   "Master, Jiaqi feels cold..."

   Cao Cao sighed: "No one is free tonight..."

   Xu Zhu heard it and said, "Minggong, someone is free tonight!"

   Cao Cao was stunned: "Forget it..."

  (end of this chapter)