Everyone in the hall saw that Cao Cao looked relaxed. Smart people like Jia Xu and Sima Yi had already calculated the victory on the Jianghuai battlefield.
Cao Cao proudly introduced: "Zhang Wenyuan defeated Sun Quan's 100,000 men with 800, and pursued him in Xiaoyaojin, resulting in a great defeat in Jiangdong. The siege of Hefei has been completely resolved. I have never encountered such a great victory."
Xiahou Dun was overjoyed and said, "Then we don't need to support Hefei and can safely subdue Zhang Lu who fled to Bazhong."
Cao Cao nodded, "Zhang Lu really wants to submit to the imperial court. He may need someone to recommend him before he is willing to go down the mountain. Yuan asked you and Zi Yang to go and tell him. I don't want to delay the sun and the moon here."
"Wei." Xiahou Dun and Liu Ye responded with fists clasped. Cao Cao was worried that the two of them didn't know the way, so he summoned the surrendered generals Cheng Yin and Hou Xuan to accompany them.
It was already late autumn and September, and all parts of Hanzhong looked lonely because there were no people around.
When Cao Jun entered Nanzheng, he found that the population dropped sharply. In addition to a large number of people who fled to Yizhou via the Yangping Pass and Micang Mountain trails, there were also many people who hid with their families in the mountains because they were late.
In this era where production and war all depend on people, Cao Cao's attack on Hanzhong was partly based on the population here. Before the war, he was thinking of moving some to his Wei fiefdom, but now he has nothing to do with it. .
In order to change the status quo, Cao Cao sent people to various places to calm the people. He preached that Cao Jun would not massacre the city and plunder, and asked the people who stayed in Hanzhong to call back their relatives hiding in the mountains. He also sent General Zhang He to guard Mi Cang Road to completely prevent people from escaping privately. Hanzhong.
Wild animals often appear in Micang Mountain, and it is difficult to walk on the trail due to the large number of people on it. To reach the boundary of Langzhong by walking over the mountains and ridges, it can take at least ten or twenty days, or at most, nearly a month to get out of the mountain.
The fleeing people supported the old and young, carrying food and easy-to-carry belongings on the road. When they were really hungry, they had to rely on bark, grass and roots to satisfy their hunger. The plants along the way were trampled to bare patches, and the wild beasts in the mountains did not dare to see such a large battle. When he showed up, he accidentally became a game in the mouth of the refugees.
Yang Song, who was among the refugees, did not carry much food, so he ate it all within seven or eight days of going out. His followers also abandoned him. These followers may have made a living on their own, or they may have gone back to Nanzheng to dig for burials. However, Yang Song himself had no way to turn back now because Cao Cao would not let him go.
Yang Song completely underestimated the time it would take to walk. He used to either take a car or ride a horse when he went out. He had no idea how long it would take to walk just on two legs.
On the way to escape, Yang Song tried to exchange gold and silver with the people for food. Unfortunately, when everyone was hungry and lacked food, gold and silver treasures could not be used every time. In the end, he could not even exchange a string of pearls for a dry cake. I finally realized the helplessness of people under hunger, and finally understood Song Jiang's way of making money. It is indeed the easiest way to make money when the country is struggling.
Yang Song was just like the rich boy who participated in The Metamorphosis. From the initial disdain to putting down his body and following the grass roots, he dreamed several times in the middle of the night that he was crazy. In the end, he successfully walked out of Micang Mountain by relying on his strong internal motivation to go to Yizhou to share dividends and starving himself to the point where there was no fat left in his body.
Zhang Fei was ordered to set up a ten-mile porridge shed in the south of Micang Mountain, responsible for receiving the refugees who came over the mountains and ridges from Hanzhong. The fragrance of corn porridge wafted in the mountains in the wind.
Looking at the endless porridge shacks, Yang Song was ecstatic and thought that Song Jiangcheng would not deceive me.
Yang Song followed the refugees and squeezed to a porridge shed. When he was almost there, he reached out and touched his arms, thinking that there were two gold leaves left in the end, so he could replace them with two bowls of porridge to satisfy his hunger.
Seeing the man in front carrying the bowl and leaving, Yang Song was surprised to find that the man in front did not pay the bill. When he hesitated, the soldier who was sharing the porridge shouted: "Don't you have any hands? Do you want the military master to feed you?"
"Uh, sorry." Yang Song hurriedly took out the hand that was about to take out the gold leaves, holding corn porridge in both hands and gulping it down his throat.
So delicious.
Two mouthfuls of hot food will make you feel better.
Yang Song was very puzzled after drinking the porridge. Didn't Song Jiang say that he would exchange gold and silver for porridge? Why give everyone free food? How can this deprive the refugees of their property?
Yang Song approached the stall with doubts and asked in a low voice to the soldiers who were sharing the porridge: "Where is Shopkeeper Song? I have something important to see him."
The porridge-sharing soldier looked up and saw this face he had seen before, so he lowered his face and scolded: "Each person is limited to one bowl. Don't be greedy. Walk two miles ahead and someone will take care of you."
"I don't want porridge, I want shopkeeper Song." Yang Song argued.
"Don't try to get too close to me. If you're like this, why would you give me something to the shopkeeper? Roll, roll, roll." The soldier who was sharing the porridge said impatiently.
Seeing that Yang Song couldn't ask about the situation at one stall, he went to several stalls to ask Song Jiang. As a result, he was mistaken for wanting to eat more and occupy more, and he was almost arrested.
"When I find Brother Song, I will come back to deal with you sooner or later." Yang Song cursed and walked out of the porridge shed.
There was a crisp sound, and the whip left a bloody mark on Yang Song's body after losing weight. The pain made him jump to his feet and cursed: "Where did this lunatic come from, dare to hit him?"
Yang Song was just halfway through scolding when he was silenced by the black-faced general in front of him. Zhang Fei's powerful intimidation silenced half the street, especially when he raised his whip.
"How dare you make trouble on my territory? If you dare to eat and occupy more, I will twist your head off." Zhang Fei's eyes widened with anger and full of evil intentions.
At this time, the people nearby began to whisper.
"This man is so brave. He is the enemy of tens of thousands of people, Zhang Yide."
"Is it Zhang Yide who is not even afraid of Lu Bu?"
"I told you to call me the Third General."
Yang Song had heard of Zhang Fei. These powerful generals generally had bad tempers. The whip just hurt his flesh. He hesitated and said, "Well, it's not that I don't dare."
"Hmph, I'm sorry you don't dare either."
Zhang Fei put away his whip and turned around to leave. He usually whipped the top, but occasionally he felt uncomfortable using it to whip people.
Seeing that Zhang Fei didn't care about him, Yang Song stood in front of the porridge shed and let out a long sigh of relief. He said to himself that Song Jiang hadn't been found yet, so it was impossible to offend such a big shot. It was impossible for his partner Song Jiang to bribe such a high-ranking general.
Just when Yang Song couldn't figure it out, he heard a very familiar voice.
"Third General, there are more than 5,000 refugees coming today. Should we send them to Zitong County?"
"Of course I have to send them there. Deng Shizai studied under Lan Ziyu and followed that boy to work in the fields. It is far better than letting the refugees dig the soil by themselves."
"Don't you all depend on the weather when farming? Do you really have such great knowledge?"
"Hey, there are so many ways to do this, just like rice is divided into male and female."
"Ah, Third General, you know so much."
"That's natural. I often went to Lan Ziyu to help collect grain."
"General Lan is really a strange person."
Yang Song stared at the person talking to Zhang Fei dumbfounded, thinking to himself, wasn't Pang De recruited by Brother Song? When did you become Zhang Fei's subordinate? Could it be that Song Jiang has already established a relationship with Zhang Fei? Only in this way can we explain the ten-mile porridge shed.
What a powerful and timely rain.
