The soldier opened the bucket, revealing a pile of corn mixed with wheat and beetroot.
During the Warring States Period, people's food mainly consisted of millet and rice. Even in the north, with perfect water conservancy facilities, rice could be grown.
Shu, that is, soybeans, because eating too much can easily cause flatulence, so the rich and powerful basically do not eat it. Only ordinary people have to eat beans and rice due to the pressure of life.
Wheat is also rarely eaten by nobles because of its bad taste.
Nowadays, corn is mixed with wheat and beetroot, which shows that there is not much food in the army.
Zhao Kuo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the rice in the bucket was not as clear as shown on TV.
"How many bowls can each soldier eat at most?" Zhao Kuo looked at the soldiers.
"Commander, ordinary soldiers will have a bowl of food for breakfast and a bowl of food. The wounded soldiers will be well fed," the soldier said.
"How can the wounded soldiers be nourished and recuperated by just eating these white rice? The soldiers only eat two bowls of rice every day, how can they carry a gun." Zhao Kuo frowned: "Notify me, from now on the soldiers will eat two bowls of rice and eat one bowl. According to this standard, it is not allowed to become thinner.”
"No." Liu Ping said.
"Thank you, Commander." The soldiers saluted one after another.
"You should give the food to each wounded soldier first." Zhao Kuo waved his hand.
"promise."
Watching the soldiers walk away, Liu Ping whispered: "My lord, if you eat two bowls of food and one bowl of food, our army may not be able to last for more than two months."
"I will let Handan find a way again." Zhao Kuo said.
Liu Ping sighed and did not persuade him again.
The total amount of food sent by the nobles these days has reached 900,000 dan. According to Liu Ping's estimation, even if each noble has some surplus food, it may not be much.
"By the way, didn't you send some meat before? Is there any left?" Zhao Kuo asked.
"My lord, those meats are gone a long time ago." Liu Ping said.
There was not much meat in the first place, not enough for one person. Even if it was only given to the middle and high-level people, it would only be enough for one meal.
"Go and call Yan Xiong." Zhao Kuo said.
After a while, the flame bear fell from the sky in front of Zhao Kuo.
"I don't know when I can reach the extraordinary realm." Zhao Kuo was very envious of being able to fly in the extraordinary realm.
"Commander, you are looking for me." Yan Xiong scratched his head, not understanding what Zhao Kuo meant by calling him over in the middle of the night.
"I heard that you often stay up in the middle of the night and go hunting in the Taihang Mountains?" Zhao Kuo asked.
Zhao Kuo also found out later that Yan Xiong was a "hunter" and that he had gone hunting late that time. Moreover, he was not alone, but "committed in a group."
A group of people took advantage of the gap between the Qin army's attacks to sneak out to hunt at night, and then came back during the day, even without sleeping, to compete with those fishing guys in the previous life.
"Hehe, wasn't that before? Commander, I haven't gone hunting once in the recent period. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to find me, and I would have come so quickly." Yan Xiong scratched his head and said embarrassedly.
"There shouldn't be any fighting in the past few days. Tomorrow you can take some skilled soldiers and go to the mountains to hunt some meat for the wounded soldiers. The more the better," Zhao Kuo said.
"Ah? Marshal, is it true? There's no need for tomorrow, I'll call someone over now. Don't worry, Yan Xiong is the best hunter in the entire Zhao Kingdom, and I will definitely come back with a full load." Yan Xiong hurriedly patted his chest and said.
In the past, hunting had to be done secretly, and I only dared to go at night.
This time I was hunting "on command", so I no longer had to worry about being caught.
"It's dark now, let's go tomorrow." Zhao Kuo said.
"Commander, you don't understand. It's dark when those beasts come out..." Yan Xiong's voice came from afar.
…
"Commander, Juzi asked me to report that the catapult has been built. I want you to come and take a look at it when you have time."
The next day, Zhao Kuozheng and Lian Po set up a defense line, and Mo Qi came to report.
"So fast!" Zhao Kuo remembered that he asked Mo Feng to finish making the saddle and stirrups before starting to build the catapult. He didn't expect to finish building it so quickly.
"Only one sample has been built. Juzi said that he will continue building it after you confirm that there are no problems." Mo Qi said.
"General Lian Po, come with me." Zhao Kuo looked at Lian Po.
"Okay, I just want to know what this catapult is." Lian Po said with a smile.
"By the way, have the saddle and stirrups been made?" Zhao Kuo asked Mo Qi on the way.
"Commander, all five thousand auxiliaries have been built. General Yan Ju personally tested them and sealed them in the warehouse." Mo Qi said.
"Thank you for your hard work. After the war is over, I will build a college for you Mo family." Zhao Kuo said.
"Thank you, Marshal." Mo Qi said excitedly.
After a while, the group arrived behind Changping City.
"Commander." Mo Feng led Zhao Kuo to a large open space. In the middle of the open space were catapults more than two feet high, and opposite was a large mountain.
There are traces of being smashed everywhere on the mountain, and a lot of gravel is piled at the foot of the mountain, which is obviously the result of previous tests.
Mo Feng's eyes signaled that a Mo disciple quickly walked over and turned the winch, placed a stone weighing nearly a hundred kilograms in the throwing position, aimed at the mountain not far away, and the winch loosened.
"Whoosh!"
The huge stone flew towards the mountain and hit the mountain with a bang, creating a large crater about one meter in diameter in the mountain. The crack spread to ten meters away.
"So strong!" Lian Po said in shock.
"As technology improves in the future, the power will increase. However, after being used too many times, the material will wear out, and the power and accuracy will decrease. And in order to maintain accuracy, the stone must be polished into a round shape, which is very time-consuming." Mo Feng said.
"Don't worry about the accuracy, as long as the deviation is not too outrageous." Zhao Kuo waved his hand.
Once the war breaks out, they are all densely packed with enemies, and whether they are accurate or not has little impact.
"Then it's built according to this?" Mo Feng asked.
"Just build it according to this. You are only responsible for building the catapult. I will arrange for others to get the stones." Zhao Kuo said.
With so many people in the army fine, how could it be the turn of dignified Mohist disciples to dig stones?
"No." Mo Feng cupped his hands and said.
…
Since Zhao Kuo visited the wounded soldiers, the soldiers' impression of Zhao Kuo has greatly changed.
Previously, Zhao Kuo was aloof in their hearts, and there would be no intersection with them.
Now, the most talked about among these soldiers is Zhao Kuo.
Of course, not everyone likes Zhao Kuo.
Some people think that Zhao Kuo is just putting on a show.
"He just did this so that we can better serve him. Let me ask you, apart from the verbal promise, have you seen any benefits?" A chief said unconvinced.
"When you put it like that, it seems like there really isn't."
The soldiers next to them shook their heads and thought about it carefully. Zhao Kuo seemed to have given them nothing except comforting them and telling them that the war would definitely pass and that the country would not forget their contribution.
"That's it. In fact, he is no different from other generals, except that he is better at buying people's hearts. But his willingness to buy people's hearts shows that he still thinks highly of us. Other generals don't even bother to buy people's hearts." Shi Chang said .
"Oh, I thought it would be better if I changed to a commander, but I didn't expect it would still be like this." The wounded soldier sighed.
"Those nobles and we are from two different worlds. Have you ever seen any nobles take us commoners seriously? They say nice things when we need them, but when we don't, they throw us away like shoes. We still have to I am grateful to them and cannot have any complaints." Shi Chang said.
